Chapter 57 Sacrifice
The car started.
Wu Xiaode looked at his phone and saw that the call on it had been hung up.
The emperor is gone.
It's really unreliable.
Having said that, in a certain aspect, Zhao Junyu is actually quite like him.
Wu Xiaode shook his head and sighed: "Old Xiao, we will go kill people later."
Xiao Baihong said cautiously: "You know, killing someone is a trivial matter, but there is another very important thing between us..."
"What's the matter?" Wu Xiaode was confused.
"That's the thing I lent you. It helped you a lot." Xiao Baihong reminded in an embarrassed tone.
Wu Xiaode suddenly realized.
"Here you go."
He took out his headphones and threw them over.
Xiao Baihong immediately picked up the earphones, quickly put them in her pocket, and pressed her hands outside the pocket.
He seemed to have put down a worry and smiled again.
"As for killing people, I'm good at this kind of thing. If the little warrior doesn't want to do it, I'll kill them all for you." He patted his chest and said.
"Old Xiao, that's really interesting. Then I won't take action." Wu Xiaode said movedly.
"Five million for a person, 99% off for an acquaintance. I hit it off with you, and we have dealt with the devil together, so I'll give you a 92% off, that's interesting," said Xiao Baihong.
"Forget it... I'd better do it myself." Wu Xiaode said numbly.
It was already night.
The street lights turned on one after another, and the streets were busy with traffic.
The car drove smoothly on the road and soon arrived in front of a magnificent and majestic church.
Wu Xiaode looked at the church and said:
"I heard that the number of people who believe in the Holy Religion in our country is gradually increasing."
"A group of skeletons appeared on the sea, and there were earthquakes and various strange phenomena everywhere. These pretenders are probably very happy." Xiao Baihong said.
He turned the steering wheel and walked around the main entrance of the church until he came to the path behind the church.
The car stopped.
The two got out of the car and looked at the high iron fence and the deserted garden and grass inside the fence.
"There are many monitors." Wu Xiaode said.
"What are you afraid of? I'm an assassin in the S-class club. I can just kill these trash and act alone. You can rest." Xiao Baihong yawned.
"Didn't you just say that one person has a head of five million?" Wu Xiaode laughed.
"I'm just kidding. I've already accepted a commission from the royal family, so why would I ask you for money? Now I have to work. If you are interested, you can come in and visit their buildings and sculptures, or go across the street for a late-night snack. Meet here later.”
Xiao Baihong said, jumped up the iron fence, and landed lightly in the garden.
A shrill alarm sounded immediately.
The surveillance camera turned around and focused on Xiao Baihong, and at the same time, the guard's voice sounded from the speaker:
"Who are you? Leave the church immediately! Otherwise we will call the police immediately!"
Xiao Baihong smiled at the camera, strode through the garden, and walked towards the depths of the church.
Wu Xiaode stood there watching this scene and murmured:
"This guy is quite arrogant."
It is true that if the other parties are ordinary people, or even ordinary professionals, I don't have to worry about Xiao Baihong.
But Wu Xiaode's perspective on the problem is different from everyone else's.
He had seen the Cyclops and the Bone Dragon with his own eyes.
Therefore, he is always a little more cautious than ordinary people.
——Because this era has begun to show a side that humans have never been exposed to.
"Old Xiao is pretty good, but... let's go take a look."
Wu Xiaode murmured.
A mist quietly appeared around him, gradually covering him completely.
The fog was very dense at first, almost blocking Wu Xiaode's sight, but soon, all the fog gradually merged into the void and became consistent with the surrounding environment——
Like a chameleon.
The Book of the Dead was opened, revealing lines of small words in ice crystals:
"The Silent Mist begins to blend with its surroundings."
"Due to the death characteristics of the Silent Magic Fog, you will not leak any breath when you are in the Magic Fog."
Wu Xiaode jumped slightly and stood on the iron fence.
The silent magic mist followed him around, lingering endlessly, completely covering his figure.
Looking from a distance, there is nothing on the iron fence.
Wu Xiaode landed on the lawn and raised his feet to walk towards the church.
He suddenly stood there again.
A vague feeling emerged in his mind, causing him to look down at the lawn.
"Ah... Could it be that because we are in the death camp, I can sense so many deaths?"
He murmured softly, stretched out his fist, and punched the ground hard.
Boom!
The ground shook.
This punch used skillful force and directly shook the soil away, revealing the movement buried underneath.
corpse.
One corpse after another was placed haphazardly on the ground. They had been dead for a long time, but they did not rot.
Wu Xiaode felt an awkward and uncomfortable feeling in his heart.
He frowned, a little confused.
The Book of the Dead opened quietly, revealing lines of small words in ice crystals:
"You are a soldier of the dead recognized by the kingdom of death. You can sense the characteristics of death."
"The soul of the current corpse does not go to the kingdom of death normally."
"This is a distortion of the law of death, so you naturally become sensitive."
There is no journey to the realm of the dead.
So, where did these souls go?
Wu Xiaode put his hand on the Dream Blowing Knife and walked step by step towards the depths of the yard.
Xiao Baihong went to the front hall of the church...
Then walk from the back yourself and see what you can find.
He took a different path and walked through the unguarded path until he came to a side entrance of the church.
The door is locked.
Wu Xiaode took out the Dream Blade and slid it gently along the crack of the door.
Two imperceptible soft sounds.
Push the door open.
I saw that the place where the door lock was cut off was as smooth as a mirror.
——The blowing dream knife is really sharp.
Wu Xiaode walked in, closed the door, and then looked around.
I saw that this was a confessional, and there seemed to be nothing strange about it.
But Wu Xiaode sensed the strong aura of death.
For him in the death camp, this was like an open flame in the darkness.
He searched the wall and soon found a hollow space.
There must be a secret door here.
But the mechanism to open the door is not easy to find.
Wu Xiaode simply pulled out the Dream Blade and drew a rectangle along the hollow wall.
He grabbed the concave and convex place on the wall with his hands and pulled back——
The wall was immediately pulled out by him and gently put aside.
There was indeed a spiral downwards staircase inside.
Wu Xiaode walked down, gradually going deeper and deeper, and the more he walked, the more he could feel the breath of death.
finally.
He reached the end of the steps.
Here is another church hall!
I never thought there was such a huge space hidden under the church!
Two men in robes stood in the center of the hall, talking.
"How's the situation?" the older man asked.
Another person was constantly typing characters on his mobile phone and said: "Wu Xiaode is not dead. I am discussing with everyone to see if we can ask the underground existence to help us kill this kid."
Wu Xiaode was stunned, took out his cell phone and opened the group.
I saw a new picture of a fat woman appearing on the screen:
"I would like to make a suggestion and ask the existence underground to kill Wu Xiaode. What do you think?"
Ah, it turned out to be this person.
finally found you.
Wu Xiaode stood in the mist, stepped forward, and walked towards the two people silently.
Neither of them knew anything.
The older man said: "At twelve o'clock last night, the royal family lost several strong men in that world. If Wu Xiaode is also killed, the guard force around the emperor will be completely unsustainable."
"Yes, kill him so that the plan can proceed smoothly." The young man also sighed.
At this time, Wu Xiaode had already walked up to the two of them.
He took out the Blowing Dream Sword, held it straight, and waved it forward lightly.
"Huh?"
The young man's head flew up. He found that his vision and the surrounding environment were unreal in mid-air, and he couldn't help but make a sound.
The older man's expression changed, and he shouted quickly: "Master sleeping in the Deep Star Abyss, all living beings and all things are just food in your dreams. As a sacrifice of the twelve hundred souls in this place, please let me use your greatness—— ”
Uh-huh!
The blowing dream knife passed through his neck.
His voice stopped abruptly.
The battle is over.
Just as Wu Xiaode was about to put away his sword, he suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.
What's going on?
He looked around and saw that the entire hall had disappeared.
The Book of the Dead opened quickly, and lines of small words in ice crystals flashed out:
"You've been tricked!"
"During the current battle, you were hit by an extremely terrifying sacrificial technique. Please be careful not to die, otherwise your soul will become the food of some kind of existence and will never exist again."
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The world turned into a dark and silent deep sea.
In the deep sea, waves of faint female voices gradually sounded.
Two rows of women wearing long white dresses holding candles slowly floated from the depths of the ocean.
What's strange is that behind them are connected large swaths of squirming blood vessels and muscles, extending hundreds of meters into the deep sea.
By the light emitted by the candles in their hands, Wu Xiaode could see a continuous black shadow in the distance.
——What is that?
Wu Xiaode felt a chill in his heart.
He was about to take out the Dream Blade, but after thinking about it, he didn't move.
I can't even use the two poem sword skills, so what's there to fight for?
at the moment.
In this strange environment, the only thing I can rely on is the ability in my hand from the kingdom of death——
Silent magic mist.
After figuring this out, he simply stood still.
The fog was getting thicker and thicker, layer after layer, completely covering him.
Time passes slowly.
The women stood there with expressionless faces and gradually stopped singing, as if waiting for something.
At this time, Wu Xiaode suddenly discovered something.
These weird women are not holding candles——
They are burning souls!
The souls howled in agony, but were muffled by the songs of the women.
The women held the burning souls high and shined them into the surrounding deep sea.
The woman in the lead sang loudly: "No matter which world you live in, no matter what you are, when it's your turn to sacrifice, hand over everything you have!"
All the women sang along with her.
The deep sea is gradually filled with some violent and dark power.
- But it's no use.
The silent magic mist on Wu Xiaode comes from the kingdom of death, which means he is the dead.
The opponent's spells, according to the explanation of their own spells, can only find the existence of "no matter which world you are alive in" and sacrifice them.
"No matter which world you live in, no matter what you are——"
This is already a quite powerful spell, because it passes through the limitations of space and ignores any race.
Wu Xiaode thought silently in his heart.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
Time continues to pass.
A line of small words appeared again on the Book of the Dead:
"The opponent's technique cannot find the target. It is stuck and cannot be used anymore."
Wu Xiaode took a look, but remained motionless and did not speak.
After a while.
I saw those women all turning around, holding the burning souls in their hands, and turned away.
As soon as the women left, the vision of the entire world gradually disappeared.
The next moment.
Wu Xiaode found himself back in the underground hall again.
The surrounding ground has long been cracked.
Human hands stretched out from the ground, densely packed, and raised high in the air.
There is an eye in the palm of these people's hands, and they are constantly looking back and forth, as if they are looking for something.
It's a pity that they can't see Wu Xiaode.
... Was it another world just now, or was it an illusion released by these eyes?
Wu Xiaode was a little confused.
But he knew what to do at this time.
--Do not move.
Time continues to move forward.
After dozens of breaths.
These hands did not find anything strange, so they retracted underground and disappeared.
Wu Xiaode still didn't move.
——From the moment the vision happened, he stood there without moving a step and survived a long time.
After killing the people, he did not put away the magic mist of silence, and still kept the "illusion" shrouded in it.
This is to prevent any unmanageable situation from arising.
This is the little bit of caution Wu Xiaode maintained when killing the enemy.
It seems now.
It was the only reason he survived.
Report, this book will be on the shelves at 0:00 a.m. on July 1st.
(End of chapter)