The car started.

Wu Xiaode looked at the 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, let's kill people in a while." ”

Xiao Baihong said cautiously: "I know, killing people or anything is a trivial matter, and there is another very important matter between us......

"What's the matter?" Wu Xiaode was inexplicable.

"That's the one I lent you, and it's helped you a lot." Xiao Baihong reminded in an embarrassed tone.

Wu Xiaode suddenly realized.

"Here you go."

He pulled out his headphones and threw them over.

Xiao Baihong immediately took the headphones, quickly put them in her pocket, and pressed her hand outside the pocket.

He seemed to let go of a matter of concern and smiled again.

"Killing, I'm proficient in this kind of thing, Xiao Wu, if you don't want to do it, I'll kill them for you." He patted his chest.

"Lao Xiao, it's really interesting, then I won't make a move." Wu Xiaode was moved.

"A person has a head of five million, and acquaintances are ninety-nine fold, I hit it off with you at first sight, and we dealt with the guessing demon together, so I will give you a ninety-eighty discount, which is interesting enough." Xiao Baihong said.

"Forget it...... I'd better do it myself. Wu Xiaode said Muran.

By this time it was already nightfall.

The street lights are lit up, and the streets are full of traffic.

The car drove smoothly on the road, and soon came to a 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."

"There are swarms of skeletons on the sea, earthquakes and visions everywhere, and these pretending to be ghosts are probably overjoyed." Xiao Baihong said.

With the steering wheel on his wheel, he went around the main entrance of the church and came to the path behind the church.

The car is parked.

The two got out of the car and looked at the high iron fence, and the uninhabited garden and meadow in the fence.

"There are quite a few monitors." Wu Xiaode said.

"What are you afraid of, I'm an assassin of the S-class club, it's okay to kill these mortals and act alone, you can rest." Xiao Baihong yawned.

"Didn't you just say five million for a person?" Wu Xiaode said with a smile.

"Just kidding, I've already been commissioned by the royal family, why would I ask you for money - now that I'm going to work, if you're interested, you can come in and see their buildings and sculptures, or go across the street for a late-night snack and meet here later."

Xiao Baihong said, jumped on the iron fence, and landed lightly in the garden.

A shrill siren sounded.

The monitor's camera turned around and pointed at Xiao Baihong, and at the same time, the guard's voice sounded from the speaker:

"Who are you? Get out of the church! Otherwise, we will call the police immediately! ”

Xiao Baihong smiled at the camera and strode across the garden, towards the depths of the church.

Wu Xiaode stood in place and watched this scene, muttering:

"This guy is quite arrogant."

It is true that if the other party is an ordinary person, or even an ordinary professional, there is no need to worry about Xiao Baihong.

But Wu Xiaode's perspective on the problem is different from everyone else.

He had seen the cyclops and the bone dragon with his own eyes.

So compared to ordinary people, he has always been a little more cautious in his heart.

- Because this era has begun to show a side that humanity has not been exposed to at all.

"Lao Xiao's strength is good, but ...... Let's go check it out. ”

Wu Xiaode muttered.

A mist crept around him, enveloping him completely.

These fogs were very dense at first, almost blocking Wu Xiaode's vision, but soon, all the fog gradually melted into the void and became consistent with the surrounding environment-

It's like a chameleon.

The Book of the Dead then opened, revealing lines of small ice crystal print:

"The Silent Mist begins to merge with its surroundings."

"Due to the death nature of the Silent Mist, you will not leak any breath when you are in the Mist."

Wu Xiaode jumped lightly and stood on the iron fence.

The Silent Mist followed him to his left and right, lingering, completely obscuring his form.

From afar, there was nothing on the iron fence.

Wu Xiaode landed on the lawn, raised his feet and was about to walk towards the church.

Suddenly he stood where he was again.

A vague feeling came to mind, and he couldn't help but look down at the lawn.

"Ah...... Is it because it's the death camp that I can sense so many deaths? ”

He muttered softly, stretched out his fist, and slammed it the ground.

Boom!

The ground shook.

This punch used dexterity to shake the dirt away, revealing the movement buried below.

Corpse.

One corpse after another lay haphazardly on the ground, long dead but not decomposing.

Wu Xiaode felt an awkward and uncomfortable emotion in his heart.

He frowned, a little puzzled.

The Book of the Dead quietly opened, revealing lines of small ice crystal print:

"You are a soldier of the dead who is recognized by the Nation of the Dead, and you can sense the traits of death."

"The soul of the current corpse is not making a normal trip to the realm of death."

"It's a twist on the law of death, so it makes you feel it naturally."

Didn't travel to the Land of the Dead.

So, where do these souls go?

Wu Xiaode pressed his hand on the dream blowing knife and walked towards the depths of the courtyard step by step.

Xiao Baihong went to the antechamber of the church......

Then go from behind and see what you can find.

He took a different path, through an unguarded path, until he came to a side door of the church.

The door is locked.

Wu Xiaode pulled out the dream blowing knife and gently slid down the crack in the door.

Two faint whispers.

Push open the door.

I saw that the place where the lock was cut was as smooth as a mirror.

- The sharpness of the Dream Blowing Knife is really okay.

Wu Xiaode walked in, closed the door, and looked around.

I saw that this was a confessional room, and it didn't look strange.

But Wu Xiaode sensed a strong aura of death.

For him in the death camp, it was like an open fire in the dark.

He searched the walls and soon found a hollow place.

There must be a secret door here.

But if you're looking for it now, I don't know how long you'll be looking for it.

Wu Xiaode simply pulled out the Dream Blowing Knife and drew a rectangle along the hollow wall.

He grabbed the bump in the wall with his hand and pulled it back—

The wall was suddenly pulled out by him and gently set aside.

Sure enough, there was a spiraling staircase inside.

Wu Xiaode walked down, gradually getting deeper and deeper, and the more he walked, the more he could sense the breath of death.

Finally.

He reached the end of the steps.

It's another church hall!

I didn't expect that there was such a large space hidden in the underground of the church!

Two robed men stood in the center of the main hall, talking.

"How's it going?" 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 I should ask that underground existence to help us kill this kid." ”

Wu Xiaode was stunned, took out his mobile phone and opened the group.

I saw a new picture of a fat woman appear on the screen:

"Let me make a suggestion, ask that existence underground to kill Wu Xiaode, what do you think?"

Ah, that's the man.

Finally found you.

Wu Xiaode stood in the mist, took a step, and walked towards the two silently.

The two were unaware.

The older man said: "At twelve o'clock last night, the imperial family lost several strong people in that world, if this Wu Xiaode is also killed, then the guard force around the emperor will be completely unsustainable." ”

"Yes, kill him, and the plan can go smoothly." The young man sighed as well.

At this time, Wu Xiaode had already walked in front of the two.

He drew his dream-blowing knife, held it flat, and swung it lightly forward.

"Huh?"

The young man's head flew up, and in mid-air he found that his gaze and his surroundings had a certain unreality, and he couldn't help but make a sound.

The elder man's face changed, and he quickly shouted: "O master who sleeps in the abyss of the deep stars, all living beings and all things are just the food of your dreams, and the sacrifice of the thousand and two hundred souls of this land, please let me use your greatness-"

Swish!

The Dream Blower went through his neck.

His voice stopped abruptly.

The battle is over.

Wu Xiaode was about to put away the knife, and suddenly there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

What's going on?

He looked around and saw that the entire hall had disappeared.

The Book of the Dead quickly opened, flashing lines of small ice crystal letters:

"You've been tricked!"

"In the current battle, you have been hit by an extremely terrifying sacrificial technique, please be careful, you must not die, otherwise your soul will become some kind of food for existence, and it will never exist again."

The world has turned into a dark and silent deep sea.

In the deep sea, bursts of faint female voices gradually sounded.

Two rows of women in white dresses holding candles floated slowly from the depths of the ocean.

Strangely, behind them were large swaths of wriggling blood vessels and muscles, stretching hundreds of meters into the deep ocean.

Through the light emitted by the candles in their hands, Wu Xiaode could see a dark shadow in the distance.

- What's that?

Wu Xiaode only felt a chill in his heart.

He was about to pull out his dream blower, but after thinking about it, he didn't move.

I can't even use those two verses and swordsmanship, what's there to fight?

Now.

In this strange environment, the only thing I can rely on is the ability from the realm of death in my hand-

Silent Mist.

Thinking of this, he simply stood still.

More and more fog, layer after layer, completely enveloped him.

Time passes slowly.

The women stood there expressionlessly, and gradually stopped singing, as if waiting for something.

At this time, Wu Xiaode suddenly discovered something.

These weird women don't have a candle in their hands—

They are burning souls!

The souls howled in pain, but they were muffled by the woman's song.

The women held up the burning souls and shone out towards the deep sea around them.

The woman at the head sang, "Whatever world you live in, whatever you are, give up everything you have when it is your turn to sacrifice!" ”

All the women sang along with her.

The deep sea is gradually filled with some tyrannical and dark power.

- but it didn't work.

The Silent Demon Mist on Wu Xiaode's body came from the realm of death, which was equivalent to him being the dead.

And the other party's magic, according to the interpretation of their own spells, can only find the existence of "no matter what world you live in" and sacrifice it.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

A line of small print resurfaced on the Book of the Dead:

"The opponent's technique can't find the target, it's already stuck, and it can't be continued."

Wu Xiaode glanced at it, but never moved or spoke.

After another moment.

I saw those women turn around in unison, holding the burning souls one by one, and turn away.

As soon as the women were gone, the vision of the whole world faded away.

The next moment.

Wu Xiaode found himself back in the underground hall.

The ground around it had already cracked.

Human hands stretched out from the ground, densely packed, held high in the air.

These people have an eye in the palm of their hand, and they are constantly looking back and forth, as if they want to find something.

It's a pity that they can't see Wu Xiaode.

After counting the breaths.

The hands retracted into the ground and vanished.

Wu Xiaode still didn't move.

From the moment the vision happened, he stood where he was, not moving a single step, and survived the long time.

After killing people, he didn't put away the Silent Demon Mist, and still maintained the shroud of "illusion".

This is to prevent a situation that cannot be handled.

This is a little bit of caution that Wu Xiaode maintained when taking out the enemy.

Now it seems.

This is the only reason he survived.