Chapter 293 There is a road to heaven, but you won’t take it
It's still raining outside.
The cold wind howled in and out of the streets, reminding everyone how cold the weather was today.
Wu Xiaode looked away from the window, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
This is the undead general rune shop.
The ghost tree man is still under the control of the succubus and is adding wood to the fireplace.
The room was very warm.
Wu Xiaode picked up the map on the table and looked at it carefully.
The entire Street of the Dead has more than 3,700 shops and houses.
This place is jointly controlled by the undead of all races below level 30.
Weapon trading, soul stone trading, catering, bars, dungeons, slaughterhouses...
Everything you need.
"Master, it's very prosperous here. We can go shopping."
The succubus giggled.
Wu Xiaode frowned and said nothing.
More than 3,700 people.
The Street of the Dead is so prosperous.
It represents the interests between various undead races, standing between the human race and making humans breathless.
In this social system, humans are food and slaves.
Even though everyone is only level 30, the human race is targeted by all races and has no chance to stand out.
If there is even the slightest sign that the human race is about to turn over, all the undead races will be culled immediately!
no.
I have to think of a way...
"Ghost tree people, I want to ask, why do you all oppose the human race?"
Wu Xiaode asked curiously.
The ghost tree man's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he said in a low voice: "It is said that the last era was destroyed by human beings. At that time, countless creatures were slaughtered and entered the world of death, and were wantonly devoured by the native monsters of the world of death."
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"Humanity is the original sin that caused the end of the era and is responsible for all races."
"We hate humans."
"The world of death has long established rules. Human beings are not allowed to integrate into the mainstream of the world of death. They can only survive in the world of death as slaves."
Wu Xiaode listened quietly and suddenly interjected: "Who said that the last era was destroyed by humans?"
"The legend is like this." Ghost Tree Man said.
"Why didn't the major ethnic groups stop humans? Why didn't they save themselves?" Wu Xiaode asked again.
"I don't know." Ghost Tree Man said.
"Who said these things?" Wu Xiaode asked again.
"What is recorded on the Death Monument is that every place where the undead live has such a stone monument, which records major events that happened in the past." Ghost Tree Man said.
"Where is the stone tablet?"
"Road 135, Street of the Dead."
……
Wu Xiaode soon arrived at No. 135 Street of the Dead.
As expected, there is a towering stone tablet here, which is engraved with some influential events in history in the language of the dead.
Wu Xiaode jumped onto the stone monument with a slight leap, and reached the top of the stone monument.
He saw the line:
"The destruction of the era was caused by the rebellion of the human race. All living beings were devastated. All races fell into the world of death and suffered. The human race is guilty!"
Wu Xiaode looked at it quietly for a few seconds, feeling suddenly surprised.
Because in this line of words, he sensed an extremely familiar atmosphere.
——This seems to be a super powerful spell, which comes from the handwriting of the gods. It is like the feeling when Dragon God Aotian releases the spell, and it is like the fluctuation of fairy magic when the golden armored god launches an attack.
If everything is true, there is actually no way for me to question this record.
But if you rely on some magic that you don’t understand to write a false history on the stone tablet...
Wu Xiaode's heart moved, he knelt down and pressed his hand on the line of historical text.
"Tianhe Navy."
he whispered.
The sound of rain and wind all around stopped at the same time.
Suddenly a serious voice came from the sky:
"To harbor evil intentions, confuse all living beings, and use false history to frame the human race for eternity, this will definitely violate the laws of heaven!"
Boom——
A small cracking sound erupted from the top of the stone tablet.
The small characters that recorded the human race's serious crimes exploded into powder and disappeared from the stone tablet.
A line of small words in ice crystals immediately appeared on the Book of the Dead:
"You used the art of Gonggong to destroy this false historical record."
"This time I used the power of Tian Tiao and consumed 1 point of merit."
"Current merit: 26 points."
"Note:"
"In the world of death, this record has been erased from all historical stone tablets."
"The Spire of the Dead responsible for managing the historical monument has been alerted, and several archliches will come to inspect the situation."
Wu Xiaode was looking at the small characters on the Book of the Dead when he suddenly heard a loud "bang" and another star flashed in the void.
——You got a star because you broke the false history?
Then I now have three stars.
If you want to get the highest rating, you still need six stars!
Wu Xiaode thought to himself, and suddenly saw several black shadows flashing in the sky, quickly passing through the sky and arriving in front of him.
But they were several lichs in robes.
They have human bodies, but their skin is deathly gray, their eyes exude a biting coldness, and their bodies are full of power fluctuations from spells.
Liches are immortal!
Never confront a powerful lich unless you can find its phylactery.
Wu Xiaode also became serious.
He summoned Lester into the mist around him, and then asked:
"Everyone, are you okay?"
The leading lich was wearing a blood-red robe, staring at him and saying:
"Dead Man, you changed the record of history."
"I just erased the false history - if you investigate carefully, you will naturally come to the correct conclusion." Wu Xiaode said.
"Of course we know that the historical record is false, but humans are already the food of many races. No one will care about changes in history. All races will only continue to treat humans as slaves - this is the real reality, kid."
The blood-robed lich said.
"I agree with this point of view, but our human race is a race that cares about justice." Wu Xiaode said.
"What do you mean?" asked the Lich.
"When we know that we are not wrong, we will burst out with power that you don't understand. Who will win in the future is still unknown," Wu Xiaode said.
"It's useless. If you don't believe it, we will let the truth of the world of the dead prove it." The blood-robed lich shook his head.
truth?
Wu Xiaode looked at it.
I saw the blood-robed lich reciting a spell and pointing a withered bone array at the stone tablet.
The stone tablet suddenly lit up.
The skyrocketing light rushed into the sky, bursting into bursts of roaring sounds.
Perhaps they heard the noise, many undead appeared on the street, looking over here together.
Wu Xiaode saw various undead spirits such as ghouls, three-headed dogs, ghosts, resentful ghosts, and skeletons.
An idea flashed through Wu Xiaode's mind.
Before he had time to think about it, the blood-robed lich said loudly:
"Everyone, on your historical stone tablet in the Street of the Dead, someone discovered a historical flaw and made a correction."
"According to the rules, all races living in the Street of the Dead must undergo a status rearrangement."
"Start an arena fight now."
"——The strongest person within level 30 of each race must play!"
"Start now!"
The words fell.
Wu Xiaode only felt that he had some kind of connection with the historical stone tablet.
The stone tablet emitted a beam of light that fell on him, sucking him directly into the void.
……
Arena.
This is a super arena covering thousands of square meters.
As soon as Wu Xiaode landed, he looked around.
The void opened up and undead fell on the ring one after another.
"Who rewrote history?"
A skeleton knight wiped the spear in his hand and asked in a buzzing voice.
"Who knows, it's just looking for trouble." A gray shadow werewolf growled.
Another monster fell.
This is a death demon insect that looks like a giant caterpillar, but has a face similar to that of a human.
It said in a sharp voice:
"But that's okay. It's been raining for so long. It's a beautiful thing for us to go out and move around and re-determine each other's status."
In the arena.
The existence of various races increased, soon reaching thousands.
A huge glowing text appeared above everyone's heads:
"The battle for status challenge is about to begin."
"In this challenge, you cannot use healing spells, you cannot hide, and you cannot refuse to fight!"
"The battle begins in one minute!"
Wu Xiaode listened silently.
Very good, the law of the jungle is the truth, this is very convincing.
But the rule turned out to be "no concealment."
This is somewhat detrimental to myself.
He raised his head and looked at the undead souls, only to see that everyone was staring at the luminous words and had not yet looked at him.
While no one is paying attention——
Wu Xiaode simply took out the shackles and put them on his hands and feet again.
Then he sat silently on the edge of the ring.
One minute.
One minute to go and the battle begins.
Sitting on the edge, anyone who wants to kill will definitely expose his back to others.
And I'm just a human being.
——Still wearing shackles, no threat at all.
Wouldn't it be better to kill others first and kill this shackled human later?
One minute to go.
Fighting broke out immediately.
On the ring, those with strong strength began to run rampant, dodge left and right with agility, and those with powerful skills released brilliant spells to blast everywhere, with swords, swords, shadows, all kinds of flesh and blood flying everywhere, and all kinds of screams and roars.
Wu Xiaode shrank down, sat in the corner, and quietly observed the situation.
suddenly.
A figure covered in flames fell in front of him.
This is a lava monster.
It was kicked over.
"Huh?"
The lava monster glanced at Wu Xiaode warily.
It saw the shackles on his hands and feet, looked at his race, and looked at the expression on his face, and immediately turned its head in disdain.
"Trash, I will kill you to dirty my hands."
The lava monster flashed and rushed towards the group of monsters.
Wu Xiaode also breathed a sigh of relief.
Very good.
I only have two points of soul power, so I can't waste it.
Besides, no matter who you kill, it will be a blood debt, and you will have to enmity with the race behind it.
Why bother.
Jianghu is not only about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships.
Wu Xiaode thought silently, feeling proud of his ideological consciousness.
At this moment, a voice attracted his attention.
"Everyone."
A skeleton demon pointed at Wu Xiaode and suggested loudly: "Let's eat that human together and recover some strength before continuing to fight. What do you think?"
"Agree!"
The undead roared one after another.
"..." Wu Xiaode.
He suddenly found that there were only a few undead left on the field.
They all come from some powerful and ferocious races.
At this time, sitting alone on the sidelines seemed extremely out of place.
never mind.
If there is a road to heaven, you don’t take it; if there is no door to hell, you can come to it on your own.
Wow——
All the shackles on Wu Xiaode fell to the ground.
"Everyone, I'm covered in internal organs. It's very unhealthy to eat. Don't eat me, okay?"
He stood up and moved his body in a final effort. (End of chapter)