"Ploughed by the power of countless admiration and admiration, in the silent land of the dead, you have discovered three abilities, and are entitled to choose one of them:"

"1. Omen of the shackles;"

"Instantaneous technique; You will see the force that killed you three seconds in advance, and immediately understand what it is all about. ”

"2. The Fountain of Death;"

"The gift of the dead; You will gain a certain amount of Death Soul Power, which is similar to Soul Power, and its amount is about one-third of your original Soul Power. ”

"3, Silent Demon Mist;"

"Trait Skill: With the magic of death, your soul instinct will be transformed into a silent mist, which will use your heart as a weather vane to reveal its qualities and powers in the realm of death."

"Additional Notes:"

"Whichever you choose, it starts with a level of 0."

"Remember: death has a devouring attribute, and you can only increase the power of your death skill by sacrificing other skills."

"Every level of your ability increases, the power becomes stronger (nonsense but to say)."

"There is no end to death, and there is no end to the power to die."

"Go all out and improve your abilities!"

Wu Xiaode quickly finished reading it and couldn't help but clench his fists.

That's it.

A skill that has never been known to all beings.

The cyclops don't know either!

Best of all, its power can be increased all the time, and there is no end to it!

Although it takes a lot of skills.

But I'm not scared of this.

- Only by using such strength to fight against it can there be a glimmer of hope for one's fate!

But how do you choose?

His gaze fell on the "omen of the shackles".

This ability can see some kind of power that kills you three seconds in advance.

In general combat, it is really useful.

But it's different in the face of cyclops -

Even if it knew it was going to release crimson rays, would it be able to dodge it? Can it be blocked?

You can't run away, you can't fight.

No way.

Wu Xiaode shook his head and looked at the second "Source of Death".

Frankly speaking, this item is actually very useful, which is equivalent to directly increasing one-third of the soul power.

But again, that's the problem.

No use against cyclops!

The last item –

"Silent Mist" can convert the original skill into a death skill.

Unlike the first two, it is a trait.

Its key point is its ability to "manifest its qualities and powers in the realm of the dead".

In addition, although I don't know what it means to "use your mind as a weather vane", judging by the logic of activating this wall, you can completely know-

The cyclops didn't know about this skill from the realm of death.

Just choose this!

Wu Xiaode thought: "I choose the third one, Silent Demon Mist." ”

As soon as the words fell, the explanatory text about the other two abilities suddenly disappeared.

In the skull's eye sockets, small white flowers bloomed slightly.

Lines of small ice crystal characters quickly appeared:

"You've gained the ability: Silent Mist (Passive)."

"Silent Mist, Level: 0."

"Trait Attributes: Impenetrable, Unexplorable, Undispellable."

"With the magic of death, this mist is very much in line with your heart and will assist you in battle."

…… I don't really understand.

Wu Xiaode watched it back and forth a few times, but he felt a little inexplicable.

But there's no time to look into it anymore.

The bone dragon is crash landing!

The wind howled in my ears, and the world was rapidly moving backwards.

However, the bone dragon's movements were silent and almost imperceptible.

It exudes some kind of "field"-like power around it, turning all movement into nothingness.

Even it flickered all over its body, emitting distorted light, gradually covering its surroundings, turning itself into invisibility.

Even Wu Xiaode was shrouded in it.

Finally.

The bone dragon made a long trajectory in the fields outside the city, stopping in the endless fields of rape flowers.

Silence.

Wu Xiaode stepped on the head of the bone dragon and was about to jump down, but found that the mobile phone rang again.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

"Where are you?" Zhao Junyu asked.

"In the rape flower field in the western suburbs of the capital, it's best to send someone over to deal with the bone dragon." Wu Xiaode said.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about it, it will hide itself, and we'll send someone to receive it right away." Another female voice said excitedly.

It sounds like the girl who calls herself Zhao Junyu's sister.

"Then I'll be back first."

"Well, come back."

The phone hangs up.

Wu Xiaode jumped off the bone dragon and looked back.

- I can't see that there's a big guy here.

It's okay.

There won't be any more commotion.

No one even noticed the movement around.

Wu Xiaode lightly stepped on the ridge and walked along the country road, wanting to get to the main road quickly and take a car back to the city.

"Why don't you fly?" Raven asked.

"I'm going to figure out my newfound abilities." Wu Xiaode said.

He pondered silently as he walked.

The Silent Mist uses its own mind as a weather vane to change its existing skills.

So.

What is your own mind?

I don't have a clue.

Wu Xiaode casually made a few punches.

- Nothing has changed.

How exactly is this "Silent Mist" used?

He was thinking when he heard a shouting from the side of the road ahead.

A few young people are slapping around a child carrying a school bag.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Wu Xiaode shouted.

The young men turned their heads and said with a smile: "Another one, it's good, hand over the change." ”

Wu Xiaode was stunned, slowed down, and said, "I'm afraid that you won't dare to ask for it." ”

"Arrogance! Roll over here and crouch on the ground! A young man yelled.

Wu Xiaode smiled and was about to move-

Bang Dang!

An object fell from his trouser leg to the ground.

He looked down and saw an extra shot put on the ground.

Shot......

Where did the shot put come from?

The Book of the Dead floating in mid-air quietly opened, revealing a line of small ice crystal characters:

"The Silent Mist has taken over you, turning into a vague mist that has begun to work."

"Current level: lv0."

"At this level, the mist begins to bless you."

"For the first time, the fog is now a shot put."

Wu Xiaode looked around him.

Sure enough, there was a faint gray mist.

This is the Silent Mist.

It turned out that if he was going to fight, the ability of the Silent Demon Mist would come into play.

It just got a shot put for itself.

Bastard!

Where do you need shot put to hit these little gangsters!

Wu Xiaode quietly picked up the shot put and said with a smile: "Everyone, I am a shot put player, so it is normal for a shot put to fall out of my trousers." ”

"Damn, stinky boy...... "A few young men stared at him and scolded fiercely.

Wu Xiaode didn't want to spare them, so he simply walked forward.

Bang knock!

Another thing fell from the hem of his shirt to the ground.

Wu Xiaode looked down.

I saw that it was a swarthy barbell, thick and big, and smashed a hole in the ground.

The young man's eyes shrunk.

Wu Xiaode also felt that something was wrong.

It's just dealing with a few ordinary people, why do you always embody this kind of thing for yourself?

Now we have to explain the past first, so as not to let the person on the other side notice that something is wrong.

"Don't worry about it, I throw the shot put, and I have to practice the barbell every day, which is very reasonable."

Wu Xiaode bent down, picked up the barbell, and patiently explained.

As soon as he got up, a cold light fell from his sleeve and stuck straight into the ground.

Machetes.

Yes.

It was a machete about half a body long.

It fell out of Wu Xiaode's sleeve and stuck on the ground, looking quite sharp and sharp.

God knows how it fell out of the sleeve.

"Aha, well, in fact, I usually do some part-time jobs, such as magic." Wu Xiaode said.

While!

There was a crisp sound.

Everyone looked down together, and saw a black object fall out of his pocket and smash into the machete, making a metal knocking sound.

Gun.

Pistol.

"Neurotic!"

A few young people couldn't hold it anymore, turned around and ran, and after a while, they turned around the alley and couldn't see a trace.

The kid with the bag ran over and saluted him, saying, "Thank you, uncle." ”

"Call brother, I'm not even eighteen years old." Wu Xiaode glared.

"Thank you, brother."

"Well, be careful in the future, don't get entangled in this bunch of garbage again."

"I see."

The child seemed a little scared of him, turned around and ran.

Only Wu Xiaode was left standing in place.

He looked at the shot put and barbell in his hand, and then at the knife and gun on the ground, and sighed.

"No, it's said that the Silent Demon Mist should be a skill in the Dead World."

"—Why did you drop the shot put?"

He looked towards the Book of the Dead.

I saw that a line of small ice crystal characters had already appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"The Silent Mist is indeed an extremely rare trait skill in the world of the dead, and depending on the user, it will be extremely suitable for the user's temperament and heart."

"But it just embarrassed me." Wu Xiaode spread his hands.

Two more lines of small ice crystal letters emerged:

"Please be sure to respect this skill."

"You know, the most popular skill in the world of death now is the 'social death' skill."

Wu Xiaode's brain skyrocketed, and he said loudly: "But why let the master of the skill die!" ”

Another line of small ice crystal print:

"What the fog manifests is not a random choice, but comes from your nature, a projection of your own fighting style."

"But why did my instinct drop the shot put?" Wu Xiaode persistently asked.

The Book of the Dead fell silent, and a few lines of small ice crystal words emerged:

"It produces the lead ball according to your heart."

"When it comes to fighting, there's only one word to describe your character."

"What word?" Wu Xiaode asked with interest.

On the page, a large bold letter in bright red appeared:

"Dirty."

- Your sister!

Wu Xiaode was furious, threw the shot put and barbell to the ground, turned around and left.

Am I dirty?

This is your life and death business, and it's not a dinner party, you actually say I'm dirty!

Fighting is all about doing whatever it takes!

The shot put, the barbell, and the knife and fork suddenly turned into a mist and flew back to him.

Seeing that he was gone, the Book of the Dead hurriedly chased after him.

(Thank you for the reward of the alliance leader of the book friend Xixi, the boss is atmospheric, I will continue to work hard to write well!) ）