Virtue is Abundant

Chapter 74: his hope

icy.

All the culture fluid slid away from around the body.

Open your eyes.

The lizardman walked out of the cultivation tank and looked at the task that appeared on the screen in front of him:

"1: Kill all humans who go underground;"

"2: Clean up the monsters and prepare to meet the escapees."

"The mission is successful, the soul returns to the ancestral land, and continues to sleep."

"If the mission fails, all the gods will be destroyed."

The lizardman looked towards the equipment warehouse not far away.

There is everything you need there.

Now.

It's time to complete the task.

All the pictures flashed by.

Wu Xiaode only felt a pain in his head, and he absorbed the memories of the lizardmen.

He saw pictures of the lizardmen killing many humans.

Even all the secrets in the entire underground passage cannot be concealed from it.

"Well…"

He spoke softly to ease the memory of the pain.

The sound of the speeding train could be heard in my ears.

train?

Wu Xiaode found himself transformed into a falcon, driving an underground train.

That's right.

The "mirror save refresh technique" of the fairy armor can replace the dead undead and return to the moment of their death.

There are three main points here:

become the opponent,

get memory,

Acquire skills.

Of these three points, the first and third points can only take effect in this mirror image.

Only memories can be taken away.

"What the **** are you?"

Wu Xiaode asked.

The phantom of the Lizardman appeared to the side, looking at him strangely.

It doesn't speak.

But Wu Xiaode already knew everything through his memory.

Born to get things done.

If the mission fails—

The gods are all gone!

Wu Xiaode looked at the lizardman soul in midair.

I saw it floating in the air, gradually spreading out, turning into a faint light spot, and finally disappearing.

-It doesn't exist at all.

Light and shadow flickered all around.

Wu Xiaode withdrew from the mirror world and went back to the toilet of the train.

There was a gust of wind from outside the train.

The faucet was on, and the water was still running.

Wu Xiaode wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and fell into deep thought.

According to the memory of the lizardmen, there are seven or eight other people of the same kind in this crypt.

They have basically completed the first task.

Now executing the second task:

"Clean up the monsters and prepare to receive the prisoner."

A prisoner... who are you referring to?

Wu Xiaode was a little confused.

Even the lizardmen only know that they have to do this, but they don't know what the escapee means.

The water in this world is too deep.

There are not only human civilizations with the same language and script, but also the invasion of gods and demons from the sky, and the lizardmen from the ground.

Everything is like fog.

but-

What can I do now?

Wu Xiaode closed his eyes and thought for a while.

In the short life and memory of the Lizardman, one thing flashed in his heart.

Those alien monsters—

In the cognition of the lizard people, humans cannot defeat these monsters.

The strength of the two sides is the difference between clouds and mud.

There is never hope.

Wu Xiaode sighed silently.

Humans can't defeat monsters?

Now there's a lot of trouble.

Every day after midnight, I will come to this world.

It was only the second day that I discovered how hopeless the world was.

Don't last until the last seven days, that's funny.

The wind blew through the gap in the window.

Wu Xiaode remembered the giant monster walking among the mountains. Its upper body was human and its lower body was full of spider legs.

Can humans defeat this monster?

He thought of the black arm that stretched into the crypt again, and those dense tentacles.

With all your soul power, can you do anything to these monsters?

The members of the S-rank club can be said to be the strongest among human beings.

But-

Everyone would rather blow up the tunnel and block the exit than let those monsters down.

Because everyone knows in their hearts that they absolutely cannot be the opponents of those monsters.

Can't beat it.

So we've been running away!

"What should we do? Is there really no chance?"

Wu Xiaode muttered absentmindedly.

He suddenly saw his own book of the dead.

Exactly.

The Book of the Dead is not a power that can be mastered by all living beings, but a rare ability from the kingdom of death.

But it hasn't grown up yet!

Wishing the Wall can only accept one mission from the ancestors of the spiritual world every day.

The Wall of Sighs has been built, but the "Silent Magic Mist" is still level 0, and it will take time to upgrade it.

so-

Is there really no way?

What is the difference between this situation and facing the Cyclops?

Wu Xiaode's expression was a little dark, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself.

"Damn it, think about it, I escaped from the devil's lair of death, can't I think of any way now?"

He banged his head against the wall a few times.

Bumping and bumping, he suddenly stopped.

and many more.

Wait a moment…

The world is so dangerous, and the Cyclops is also a demon **** that makes everyone desperate.

So-

Can't it be done?

Wu Xiaode lowered his head and thought about it several times, his eyes gradually lit up.

He patted the breastplate with his hand and said:

"After entering the Devil's Den, who has lived the longest?"

"Please find that heroic spirit, and then—"

"Add me!"

Hearing a "swoosh" sound, Wu Xiaode disappeared from the carriage.

…

The ground here is soaked with a deep black blood color, the surrounding walls are broken and ancient, and there is a towering corpse mountain deep in the hall in the distance.

-Death's Cave!

The surroundings were empty and no one was there.

Wu Xiaode fell down gently.

The Book of the Undead was quietly opened, and lines of small words appeared in ice crystals:

"You released the spell."

"The 'mirror save refresh technique' on the battle armor has been activated."

"You have once again entered the mirror world of a certain death cave."

He looked down at his attire, and found that he was wearing a gray leather armor, with a barrel of arrows hanging from his back, and a curved bow in his hand.

The body is light and agile, and it seems that with a slight movement, it can sprint far away.

This is... which Heroic Spirit?

Suddenly my brain hurts.

A huge message appeared in Wu Xiaode's memory.

It turns out that he is an elf ranger at this moment!

According to arcane knowledge, elves are extremely evasive races, and rangers are as dexterous as the wind.

No wonder the ranger wasn't eaten right away.

——Because his evasion ability is really outstanding!

In the distance, a heavy and magnificent voice came from the mountain of corpses:

"Ah... It turned out to be an elf."

"You have the smell of trees on your body, and it tastes like chewing wood. It's really meaningless."

Cyclops.

It sat on the top of the corpse mountain, and glanced at the elf ranger road with lack of interest.

It turns out that not only the elves are good at evading, but the Cyclops has no interest in him either!

Wu Xiaode was excited.

If that's the case, let's do it!

He strode towards the corpse mountain and said loudly:

"The existence in myths and legends, the Cyclops, I'm here to tell you something."

"How dare ants dare to talk to me?" The Cyclops said with narrowed eyes.

A crimson ray swept across in an instant.

Wu Xiaode's body instantly turned into burning fly ash.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

Here is the speeding underground train, and I am still standing in that toilet.

How embarrassing.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was killed by the Cyclops.

Wu Xiaode rubbed his temples.

Giants can read minds.

I knew it when we first met.

So in front of it, you must not think of anything else, it is best to devote yourself to the current role.

also.

Cyclops has an extremely arrogant personality, and immediately turned his face when he heard his tone.

...Actually, my attitude was wrong.

It must have been a mistake.

Ask for someone.

The attitude is better.

After all, I want to gain the power of giants from it!

Wu Xiaode closed his eyes and thought for a few breaths, then shouted again, "Add me."

Swish—

He disappeared directly from the train and reappeared in the death cave.

A heavy and magnificent voice came from the mountain of corpses:

"Ah... It turned out to be an elf."

"You have the smell of trees on your body, and it tastes like chewing wood. It's really meaningless."

It's still the same sentence!

As soon as you come up, you can't talk directly, otherwise it means "the ants dare to talk to me?"

Wu Xiaode touched his pocket—

I just got some food from the head of the regiment.

There are also a few chocolates, bread, cakes and the like on hand.

Wu Xiaode put out all these things and said loudly, "Great Cyclops, this is a tribute from our elves, please have a taste!"

On the mountain of corpses, the Cyclops glanced at those things.

"The tribute of your elves? I heard that every time your elves sacrificed their ancestors and tree spirits, they would bring out enough mortal kingdoms to eat for a whole year, well-cooked and delicious snacks, but why I only saw very few junk food?"

It said in a questioning tone.

"Junk food?" Wu Xiaode repeated.

"Yeah—you're just offering this little thing to me?" The Cyclops said with more anger.

"...We haven't been very prosperous recently." Wu Xiaode explained.

A crimson ray swept across in an instant.

Wu Xiaode's body instantly turned into burning fly ash.

Severe pain—

It just hurts to the bone!

Wu Xiaode took a breath and opened his eyes.

Here is the speeding underground train, and I am still standing in that toilet.

The Book of the Undead fell, and two lines of small ice crystal characters appeared:

"2 points of soul power have been used."

"Current remaining soul power: 6/11."

Can not be done!

When I first saw it, I already knew that the Cyclops was a real foodie!

Right now, these things don't matter the taste, the quantity alone is not enough for them to stick between their teeth!

It must be angry.

"Food...not enough food..."

Wu Xiaode sighed.

He was stunned for a few breaths, slapped the armor and said, "Add me!"

Swish—

Shaking around.

He reappeared in the mirror world of Death's Cave.

This time, without waiting for the Cyclops to say anything, he immediately opened his mouth and said loudly:

"Don't do it, I'm here to help you."

"Scum." The Cyclops spat out two words.

A crimson ray swept across.

Boom!

Wu Xiaode was on fire.

"Add me."

Swish—

Once again, Wu Xiaode appeared in the Devil's Cave of Death.

He calmed down, saluted like an elf, and said:

"Incomparably noble, great, supreme and invincible Cyclops, ants like me are not qualified to talk to you at all, but I am here to serve you."

On the mountain of corpses.

The Cyclops' voice full of contempt sounded from a distance: "Ant, what do you want to do?"

It rested its chin in its hand and looked disdainful.

- But it didn't make a move.

now it's right!

What Cyclops cares about is its majesty!

Wu Xiaode said respectfully, "The king of kings in mythology, the incomparably revered giant, you've been here for too long, and I'm here to help you get out of here."

Yes!

The Cyclops was already very tired of eating corpses.

But it did not leave the lair of death!

There must be a reason for this!

The Cyclops couldn't see his expression, and said in a low voice, "You? Help me?"

"Yes, there are so many fresh flesh and blood outside, so many delicious sentient beings, but you have to eat corpses here. This is really an offense to you." Wu Xiaode said.

"Even can't do such a thing. Even if you are the most sacred being among elves, you can't take me out. Are you trying to deceive me?" the Cyclops asked.

Wu Xiaode said: "No, I remember that there was a race that would definitely be able to do this, and I have their treasures in my possession."

The Cyclops hesitated: "What race? Could it be..."

"Yes, it's a fairy!" Wu Xiaode said.

"Do you really have their treasures?" the Cyclops asked.

"Exactly." Wu Xiaode said.

I do have fairy treasures, I can arrive here countless times, and I can leave.

He meditated in his heart.

The Cyclops seemed to have heard his heart, and stood up from the mountain of corpses, and said, "That's great, only the power of a goblin has the possibility to release me from this cage..."

It stared at Wu Xiaode, and a little bright light gradually appeared on its head.

These rays of light gathered together and turned into half a twinkling star.

Boom!

A loud bang.

The Book of the Undead was opened, and lines of small words on ice crystals quickly appeared:

"You have been admired by the Cyclops."

"This book has resonated with the soul of the Cyclops, and it has acquired an ability unique to giants from it."

"Mind reading."