The rain was still falling outside.

The cold wind howled through the streets, reminding everyone of what a cold day it was.

Wu Xiaode withdrew his gaze from the window, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

This is the Undead Universal Rune Shop.

The Ghost Treant is still under the control of the succubus and is adding firewood to the fireplace.

It was warm in the room.

Wu Xiaode picked up the map on the table and looked at it carefully.

There are more than 3,700 shops and houses in the entire street of the dead.

This is a place where the undead of all races below level 30 share the right to learn.

Weapons trading, soul stone trading, dining, bars, dungeons, slaughterhouses, ......

The whole nine yards.

"Master, it's very prosperous here, we can go shopping."

The succubus grinned.

Wu Xiaode frowned and didn't say anything.

More than 3,700.

Street of the Dead is so bustling.

It represents the interests of the various undead races, straddles the Terrans, and leaves humanity breathless.

In this social system, humans are food and slaves.

Even if everyone is only level 30, the Terrans are targeted by all races, and there is no chance of coming out at all.

If the Terrans show the slightest sign of turning over, they will immediately usher in the culling of all the undead races!

No way.

Gotta figure figure it out......

"Ghost Tree Man, I want to ask, why do you all have to oppose the Terrans?"

Wu Xiaode asked curiously.

The ghost tree man was full of murderous intent, and said in a low voice: "It is said that the last era was destroyed by humans, when countless living beings were slaughtered and entered the world of death, and the original monsters of the world of death wantonly devoured it."

"Humanity is the original sin that brought about the end of the epoch and is responsible to all races."

"We hate human beings."

"The world of the dead has long set a rule, human beings are not allowed to integrate into the mainstream of the world of death, and can only survive as slaves in the world of death."

Wu Xiaode listened quietly, and suddenly interjected: "Who said that the last era was destroyed by mankind?"

"Legend has it that it is." The ghost tree is humane.

"Why haven't the major races stopped humanity? Why don't they save themselves?" Wu Xiaode asked again.

"I don't know." The ghost tree is humane.

"Who said all these things?" Wu Xiaode asked again.

"The Death Monument is written in every place where the undead live in such a stone tablet that records the great events that happened in the past." The ghost tree is humane.

"Where's the stele?"

"135 Street of the Dead."

……

Wu Xiaode soon came to No. 135 Road of the Dead.

Sure enough, there is a towering stone monument with some influential events in history engraved in the language of the dead.

Wu Xiaode jumped lightly, jumped on the stele, and came to the top of the stele.

He saw the line:

"The destruction of the epoch is the act of chaos by the human race, the lives are ruined, and all the races are affected by the world of death, and the human race is guilty!"

Wu Xiaode quietly watched for a few breaths, and suddenly felt a little surprised in his heart.

Because in this line of words, he sensed an extremely familiar aura.

This seems to be a super powerful spell, coming from the handiwork of the gods, just like the feeling when the dragon god Aotian releases the spell, and like the fluctuation of the value of the golden armor god when he launches an attack.

If everything is true, there is no way to question this account.

But if he relied on some kind of immortal art that he didn't understand, he wrote a fake history on the stone tablet......

Wu Xiaode's heart moved, squatted down, and pressed his hand on the line of historical text.

"Tianhe Water Army."

He whispered.

The rain and the wind all around stopped at the same time.

Suddenly a serious voice came from the sky:

"Harboring evil intentions, bewitching sentient beings, and framing the human race for thousands of generations with false history, this will definitely violate the rules of heaven!"

Boom-—

The top of the stele explodes (this chapter is not finished!) )

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There was a small cracking sound.

The small line that recorded the felony of the human race exploded into powder and disappeared from the stone tablet.

A line of small ice crystal letters immediately appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"You have performed the art of co-operation and broken this false historical record."

"This time, with the help of the power of the Heavenly Strip, 1 merit is consumed."

"Current merit: 26 points."

"Note:"

"In the world of the dead, on all historical stone tablets, this record has been completely erased."

"The minaret of the undead, which is responsible for managing the historical stone, has been alarmed, and several Grand Lich will be coming to inspect the situation."

Wu Xiaode was looking at the small words on the Book of the Dead, when he suddenly heard a loud "bang", and a star flashed in the void.

- Broke the false history, so you got a star?

Then I now have three stars.

To get the highest rating, you are still six stars away!

Wu Xiaode thought secretly, and suddenly saw a few black shadows flash in the sky, quickly swept through the sky, and arrived in front of him.

But it was a couple of lichs in robes.

They had human bodies, but their skin was dead gray, their eyes radiated a chill, and their bodies were filled with fluctuations in the power of magic.

Lichs are immortal!

Unless you can find its lifebox, never go against a powerful lich.

Wu Xiaode also became serious.

He summoned Lester into the mist around him, and then asked:

"Guys, are you all right?"

The lich at the head, dressed in blood-red robes, stared at him and said:

"Dead of mankind, you have changed the history of history."

"I'm just erasing the false history – if you look into it, you'll come to the right conclusions." Wu Xiaode said.

"Of course we know that the historical record is false, but humanity is already the ration of many races, and no one cares about the change of history, and all races will only continue to treat classes as slaves—one is the real reality, boy."

The blood-robed lich said.

"I agree with that, but we Terrans are a race that cares a lot about righteousness." Wu Xiaode said.

"What do you mean?" The lich asked.

"When we know we're not wrong, we'll burst out with a power that the bidders don't understand, and it's unclear who will die in the future." Wu Xiaode said.

"It's useless, if you don't believe it, we'll let the truth of the undead world bear witness." The blood-robed lich shook his head.

Truth?

Wu Xiaode looked at it.

I saw the blood-robed lich chanting a spell and pointing at the stone tablet with a circle of dry bones. The stele suddenly lit up.

Soaring light rushed into the sky, roaring in.

Perhaps they heard the movement, and many of the undead appeared on the street, looking over this direction together.

Wu Xiaode saw various undead such as ghouls, three-headed dogs, ghosts, resentful ghosts, skeletons, etc.

A thought flashed through Wu Xiaode's mind.

Before he had time to think about it, the blood-robed lich said in a loud voice:

"Ladies and gentlemen, on the historical stele of your Street of the Dead, someone has discovered a historical flaw and made a correction."

"According to the rules, all races living in Street of the Dead must undergo a status rearrangement."

"Now start a fight in the ring."

"—-The strongest of each race within level 30 must play!"

"Let's get started!"

The voice fell.

Wu Xiaode only felt that he had some kind of induction with the historical stone tablet.

The stele sent out a ray of light and fell on him, sucking him directly into the void.

……

Ring.

This is a super arena of thousands of square meters.

As soon as Wu Xiaode fell, he looked around.

I saw the void open, and one after another the undead fell into the ring.

"Who rewrote history?"

A bone knight asked as he wiped the spear in his hand.

"Who knows, Jane (this chapter is not finished!) )

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It's just nothing to look for. A gray shadow werewolf roared.

Another monster fell.

It was a death demon worm that looked like a gigantic caterpillar but had a human-like face.

It said in a shrill voice:

"But that's fine, it's been raining for so long, let's come out and move our bodies, and by the way, it's also a good thing to re-decide each other's status."

On the stage.

The presence of various races grew and soon reached thousands.

A large glowing text appeared above everyone's heads:

"The battle for the status challenge is about to begin."

"In this challenge, you can't use healing, you can't hide, and you can't refuse to fight!"

"In a minute, the battle begins!"

Wu Xiaode listened silently.

Well, it's very convincing that the law of the jungle is the truth.

But the rule turned out to be "not hidden".

It's a bit of a disservice to yourself.

He looked up at the undead, and saw that everyone was staring at the glowing words, and they hadn't looked at him for a moment.

While everyone is not 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 station.

One minute.

In one minute, the battle began.

Sitting on the edge of the area, whoever wants to kill him will definitely expose his back to others.

And he's just a human being.

- still shackled, not threatening at all.

Wouldn't it be better to kill someone else first, and kill this shackled human later?

A minute to come.

Immediately the battle broke out.

On the broadcast stage, those who are powerful began to rampage, dodging left and right with agility, and the powerful spells released gorgeous spells to bombard everywhere, and there were swords and swords, all kinds of flesh and blood flying, all kinds of screams and roars.

Wu Xiaode shrunk and sat in the corner, quietly observing the situation.

Suddenly.

A fiery figure landed in front of him.

It's a lava monster.

It was kicked over.

"Huh?"

The lava monster glanced at Wu Xiaode vigilantly.

It saw the shackles on his hands and feet, then at his race, then at the look on his face, and then turned its head away in disdain.

"Trash, kill you and dirty my hands."

The lava monster flashed and rushed towards the crowd.

Wu Xiaode also breathed a sigh of relief.

That's great.

I only have two points of soul power, so I can't waste it.

Besides, whoever you kill is a blood debt, and you have to make a feud with the race behind it.

Why bother.

The rivers and lakes are not only fighting and killing, but also sophisticated.

Wu Xiaode thought silently, proud of his ideological consciousness.

Just then, a voice caught his attention.

"Everyone."

A bone demon pointed at Wu Xiaode and proposed loudly: "Let's eat that human together, recover some strength and continue to fight, what do you say?"

"Agreed!"

The undead roared.

"......" Wu Xiaode.

He suddenly realized that there were very few undead left on the field.

They all come from some tough and ferocious races.

At this time, sitting alone on the sidelines by yourself seems to be out of place.

Never mind.

There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to come from.

Whoop -

All the shackles on Wu Xiaode's body fell to the ground.

"Everyone, I'm covered in internal organs, and it's very unhealthy to eat it, don't eat me, okay?"

He stood up, moving his body as he made a final effort.

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