Chapter 299 Shadow Follower!
Wu Xiaode hasn't been so entangled for a long time.
Three skills.
All good.
The Dragon Curse is simply a murderous weapon.
He curses the target, then cuts himself, and the battle is over.
Resurrection is not bad either.
The shadow follower is a hidden skill, which is quite mysterious and interesting.
Which one to choose?
Wu Xiaode thought about it again and asked:
"What are the restrictions on the use and learning of the three skills?"
Several lines of small words in ice crystals appeared on the Book of the Dead:
"1. The other party must be completely willing to serve as your shadow servant;"
"2. Resurrection is a divine skill and will consume your merit;"
"3. Practicing the Dragon Curse will consume a lot of soul power, and it will inevitably be connected with the Dragon Clan. Good or bad luck is unpredictable."
Wu Xiaode looked at it and fell into silence again.
I really want to learn every skill and can’t let go of every skill!
Only one of these three skills is related to his Silent Mist, and provides it with more abilities.
From the original intention, I actually hope that the Silent Demonic Mist will be upgraded.
But I really want to learn the Dragon Curse.
Wait.
Calm down.
Wu Xiaode closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down.
Don't be carried away by strength.
First——
What is your purpose?
Three days later, Long Aotian and other gods will gain 50 points of soul power, and they will all come to the world and destroy all human beings.
You have to stop this yourself.
Which of the three skills can bring you closer to this goal?
A shadow minion is just a minion.
Resurrection... Those who are resurrected are weak and unable to fight.
The Dragon King's spell requires a lot of soul power. How many times can I use it?
no.
Think again.
Which ability can be better combined with yourself?
Wu Xiaode was stunned on the spot for a few breaths.
Resurrection excluded.
Because in the battle between gods and sentient beings, there is no time to resurrect a person.
The only thing to do in that decisive battle is to win, not to resurrect someone who is bound to be weakened.
Exclude one.
Two left.
The Dragon King Curse does work.
Shadow followers can give Mist new abilities.
What's the point?
Wu Xiaode's thoughts flashed and flashed, and he thought again and again, and suddenly remembered something:
"Book of the Dead, show me the ability I want from the Law Beast."
The pages turn.
On page 13 of the Book of the Dead, relevant records appear.
Wu Xiaode looked at it, and hope slowly rose in his heart.
Yes, the combination of skills and skills is sometimes so magical.
He made a quick decision:
"I choose the Magic Mist skill: Shadow Follower."
Waves of invisible power suddenly emerged from all directions, completely submerging into his body, forming a new hidden skill in his mind:
Shadow followers!
The next moment.
Everything around him was wiped out.
Wu Xiaode found himself back in the palace, still standing in the center of the meeting hall.
No one was around.
The emperor followed Satan and Leng Meiren to awaken the soul power.
Zhao Zhibing took Zhao Junyu to familiarize himself with the ability.
Xia Huilan and Xia Hu went to study new technology of mechas.
Lao Qian took his new girlfriend to meet his daughter.
Li Kunlun has used "Reality" too many times and is feasting on it.
Then at least one person is free.
Wu Xiaode took out his phone and dialed a number.
A familiar voice sounded from the receiver:
"Xiao Wu, what's the matter?"
——Storm Warlock, Xiao Baihong.
His fighting ability is quite good, but his awakening time is not very long.
If you can give him enough time, he will definitely be able to reach 50 points of soul power!
"We met on the bridge outside Changhong Street. We have something very important."
Wu Xiaode said.
"Ah? Okay." Xiao Baihong was a little surprised, but still responded.
Ten minutes later.
bridge.
Xiao Baihong squatted on the railing, squinting at the silent river under the bridge.
Wu Xiaode came down and squatted beside him.
The two of them looked at the river together.
"You came quite quickly." Xiao Baihong said.
"Three days later, what do you think about the gods?" Wu Xiaode asked.
"I'm a warlock, and I'm confident that I won't lose to anyone in combat, but let me increase my soul power to 50 points in three days..."
Xiao Baihong sighed, shook her head, and continued: "I feel like I can't play anymore."
"Don't you think this is like life?" Wu Xiaode said.
"Life?" Xiao Baihong asked curiously.
"Yes, ordinary guys like us, how can we have such a good life? We can prepare for everything in advance, and there are people to help us with everything. We don't know the fate of many things until they happen," Wu Xiaode said.
Xiao Baihong looked at the running water under the moonlight and whispered: "What do you want to say?"
"Congratulations, you now have a good helper like me - come on, stretch out your hand and press it here." Wu Xiaode said.
He pointed at the Book of the Dead suspended in mid-air.
Although Xiao Baihong cannot see it, as long as he follows his requirements, he will definitely succeed.
"What is this for?" Xiao Baihong raised her hand and asked hesitantly.
"Be my follower and gain my power." Wu Xiaode said seriously.
"Should I still carry your shoes? Stop dreaming." Xiao Baihong curled her lips and retracted her hand.
"Man, this is an opportunity to save the world!" Wu Xiaode glared at him.
"You don't even eat beef offal and pork liver. We are not from the same place, so we can't hang out together." Xiao Baihong said.
"You don't eat coriander either - wait, it doesn't matter what you eat." Wu Xiaode spread his hands and said.
"Not important? Well, come with me for supper later, a bowl of beef noodles each." Xiao Baihong said in a mocking tone.
Wu Xiaode was so angry.
This guy, at such a critical moment, was so careless.
How can eating be compared with the safety of the entire world!
Isn’t it just eating animal offal? Come on, let’s hurt each other!
He sneered and said seriously:
"It's nothing to eat beef offal. If you can, add coriander. I'll make it a bowl in one bite. I want to see if you dare to eat it."
"Looking down on me? Let's go, try!" Xiao Baihong stood up and said.
"Just try it!" Wu Xiaode also stood up and said.
Seven or eight minutes later.
In a late night snack shop.
Two bowls of noodles filled with beef offal and coriander were brought up and placed in front of the two of them.
Wu Xiaode stared at the pile of offal.
Xiao Baihong looked at the green coriander.
There was silence.
"Eat, you."
they said in unison.
The two stared at each other without moving their chopsticks.
Wu Xiaode sighed, feeling that he seemed to have complicated things.
Saving the world was such a majestic and upright event, and yet I was here to accompany him in his fight?
It's too demeaning.
He put down his chopsticks.
Xiao Baihong also showed a reflective look.
Xiao Wu came to him because he definitely needed help. As a teammate in the same trench, he made things difficult for him with a bowl of noodles filled with offal.
It really shouldn’t be.
He also put down his chopsticks.
Noodles, not even a bite, no one ate.
The two looked at each other.
"Old Xiao, this is actually what happened."
Wu Xiaode cleared his throat and told the whole story.
Xiao Baihong suddenly realized.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
He complained, stretched out his hand, pressed it on the Book of the Dead that he could not see, and said:
"Are you sure?"
"One thing, I thought of you immediately. We can do an experiment together." Wu Xiaode said.
"...It would be great if it were true, but why do I feel that you are not reliable in your work?" Xiao Baihong said suspiciously.
"You must be willing to use this technique. If you don't want to become stronger, just say so and I'll find someone else." Wu Xiaode stood up and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute! I'll do it!" Xiao Baihong quickly grabbed him and said.
"Hmph."
Wu Xiaode looked like he couldn't be bothered to pay attention to you.
He also stretched out his hand and placed it on the Book of the Dead.
Lines of small ice crystal characters appeared on the page:
"Do you want to take Storm Warlock: Xiao Baihong as your first shadow follower?"
"Yes." Wu Xiaode said.
In an instant, there was only a soft "bang" sound.
Xiao Baihong turned into a card and gently landed on the Book of the Dead.
Even Wu Xiaode was surprised at this time.
"Does the so-called shadow follower mean turning the opponent's card into a card?"
He picked up the card and looked at it.
I saw Xiao Baihong standing in the center of the card, with invisible wind lingering in her hands, her expression seemed to be deep in thought.
Lines of small words in ice crystals appear below the card:
"You gained a shadow minion:"
"Storm Warlock, Xiao Baihong."
"Now you can share some of your power with him; note that you can only give one ability."
Wu Xiaode said without hesitation: "Give it power: Minggui."
"Given."
"Xiao Baihong will enter the world of death and become a ghost when she is near death."
"Your Shadow minions have gained power, and in return, your Silent Mist will gain a special ability:"
"Psychedelic."
"Explanation: Any target that attacks you has a certain probability of falling into a psychedelic state created by the magic fog."
Wu Xiaode read it at a glance and threw the card out without waiting any longer.
Bang!
Xiao Baihong appeared in front of him.
"What just happened?" he asked inexplicably.
"You don't know?"
"I don't know."
"Listen, now you need to get into near-death, and then you can go to the world of death."
"But why?"
"If you go to the world of death and come back, you will become a true escapee - you are no longer bound by this prison of sin, and you no longer belong to it!" Wu Xiaode said.
Seriously, this is the way Satan and the others have always dreamed of escaping from prison!
"What's the benefit of this?" Xiao Baihong asked unclearly.
Wu Xiaode laughed and said: "Are you still worried just now, feeling that you don't have time to become stronger?"
"Yes." Xiao Baihong said.
Wu Xiaode was obviously in a good mood, patted him on the shoulder and said:
"——I will take you to sneak into the ancient era. Then you can practice for as long as you want."
He looked at the Book of the Dead.
The Book of the Dead turned to page thirteen at the right time.
A skill suddenly appears on the page:
"Shaking people across time and space."
"This is a method of summoning across time and space, but it must have the consent of the other party, and it cannot be an arbitrary existence in the prison of sin."
"——A gift from the beast of law." (End of this chapter)