The earth is full of cracks.

Countless flames and molten slurry burst out of the cracks and burst into the air.

Wu Xiaode stood on the barren wasteland and raised his hand.

The barren sword flashed.

A wisp of blood came out of his finger.

He looked up at his health bar, only to see a "-1" logo appear on it.

The health bar value has been changed from "420" to "419".

It turns out that such an injury will deduct blood.

So, can you add blood?

"Ulysses."

Wu Xiaode called.

The dense bronze hands were spliced together and turned into an elegant and handsome fallen angel.

"Aha, it's easy to heal this little wound."

Ulysses flew a gold coin into the air and pointed at Wu Xiaode casually.

The wound on Wu Xiaode's hand immediately healed.

He looked up at his own blood bar.

419。

419.1、

419.2、

419.3……

It took dozens of breaths for his health bar to return to its full value.

I see.

In the Inauguration, not the slightest bit of damage will heal immediately.

Fighting will turn out to be a very dangerous affair.

He looked back at the way he had come.

Many professionals have already set foot on the plains and begun to fight the monsters that have poured out of the molten lava.

Everyone is careful.

Because once the health bar is empty, it will stay here forever.

Wu Xiaode closed his eyes and thought about it.

It seems that the Human Emperor and the Sword Saint were also killed all the way back then.

But.

I always felt that something was wrong.

According to memory, after the Human Emperor killed through the entire plain and entered the spire, he chose the "Wuzun" profession on the seventy-sixth floor.

The Sword Saint chose the 321st "Blade Exterminator" class.

- This is what they are pursuing, so they are not willing to continue to climb even if there are other various professions at the top.

They all know exactly what they want.

What about yourself?

Wu Xiaode's eyes fell on the molten lake not far away.

An unusually powerful wave of soul power emanated from the lake.

The mountain-like sea of soul power fluctuations has a ready-made invisibility spell, spreading out in all directions.

Powerful monsters are entrenched here!

If someone passes by, they will be alarmed by the monsters in the lake.

If you take a detour -

He looked out at the barren forest not far to the west of the molten lake.

There were also powerful aura fluctuations in the depths of the forest, which continued to emanate like gusts of wind.

This is true everywhere else.

Wu Xiaode was silent for a few breaths, and his eyes gradually revealed a sense of enlightenment.

It doesn't matter what the fight is.

But—

What really matters is –

Why do you have to fight?

His goal is the top of the spire, and there is only this one night, and when he wakes up in the morning, he has no chance!

His gaze slowly shifted to the distance.

The dark spire towered over the horizon, looking like an unknown being that had passed through time.

The Book of the Dead opens.

Lines of small ice crystal letters appear on the page:

"The Bone Phone2 Max has finished shooting."

"The shared data is as follows:"

"You've discovered Purgatory and the Spire of Night."

"This tower is the oldest of civilizations, bringing together all the new professions in the realms, and they are increasing every day."

"To get a profession related to the law of cause and effect, climb to the top of the spires of Purgatory and Night—"

"That's a little bit of a possibility."

Wu Xiaode nodded silently.

This is almost the same as what the Grim Reaper said:

"There are very few professions related to the law of cause and effect, and if you want to get this kind of profession, I am afraid that you have to climb to the top of the tower in one breath to have the slightest possibility."

To sum up–

Their own goal is not to fight.

Wu Xiaode told himself again.

Go.

That tower.

It's the top!

Boom –

An infinite mist emanated from him, covering all sides.

He kicked the ground with both feet, and the whole person rose into the sky, stepping on the bronze hand that had just appeared in the air, and swept directly over the molten lake.

The lava lake boiled.

A molten monster like a large screw emerged from the surface of the lake and roared in a muffled voice:

"Just now...... What is it? ”

Its aura was so terrifying that the professionals in the distance were almost stunned.

"No, I know there's a rat around here, it's the induction of the law of employment!"

"Come out! Damn fellows, cowards, fight me! ”

The molten monster roared.

No response.

- Wu Xiaode had already flown through the sky, far out of its sphere of influence, and continued to advance in the direction of Purgatory and the Spire of Eternal Night.

Narrow bridges of bronze hands gradually appeared in the sky.

Each time he crossed, the bridge behind him would disappear, and new bronze hands would appear in front of him.

He's extremely fast.

Because of their inaugural mission, the monsters could sense someone approaching, but they couldn't see him.

He didn't show up, he didn't make a move, he just kept rushing forward.

In just seven or eight minutes—

Wu Xiaode had already crossed the entire plain and came to the Purgatory and the Spire of Eternal Night.

Only then did he look back.

I saw that the whole plain had been turned upside down.

An endless stream of terrifying monsters erupted into roars, all murderous because they couldn't find a passing professional.

- No, you have to get into this tower quickly.

Wu Xiaode landed in front of the tower.

I saw that there were two huge bronze doors in front of this huge tower.

The door was tightly closed.

- Did you not find yourself coming?

Suddenly, a voice came from the door:

"Stealth guy, I sensed you through the reminder of the law of employment."

"Aren't you ashamed to do this?"

"Arrive here without any fighting, and pick a class from the minaret-"

"As a professional, don't you feel like you're lacking?"

Wu Xiaode suddenly appeared and said:

"Not really, I'm in a hurry and I have to climb the tower as soon as possible."

The voice said, "Then at least defeat one opponent, and if you do, I'll open the door for you." ”

Wu Xiaode frowned and said, "Who are you?" ”

The voice said, "I'm one of the professionals trapped in front of the door, because I arrived here empty, so I stayed here forever, and today it's my turn to guard the gate." ”

It went on slowly:

"Go ahead, just kill a monster, or I'll be upset."

"I'm not happy, don't even think about entering the door."

In the end, there is even a little bit of banter.

Wu Xiaode followed its words, looked back, and saw that the monsters on the plain had all discovered him.

"Ah, it's that little thing, he's standing in the door of the tower."

"He's the one who played tricks on me?"

"Contemptible professional."

"Ate him."

"Kill!"

The monsters roared in anger.

Wu Xiaode glanced at those monsters calmly and pressed his hand on the butterfly sword.

"If you only fight once, it's not a waste of time."

He whispered.

The voice in the bronze door suddenly spoke again:

"After you die, you can guard the door for me, and if you don't show enough treasure to honor me, see how I torture you then."

Wu Xiaode was stunned.

He pressed his thumb against the hilt of the knife and gave it a gentle push.

A flash of cold light.

"The mud and bones under the buried spring ......"

"Speaking of which, I have never had enough strength to perform this style of knife technique."

"This time, I am especially grateful for the gift of death, so that I don't lack any soul power, so-"

A clear sound.

The long knife bounced out of the sheath, was held by Wu Xiaode's backhand, and slashed towards the plain-

Chop!!!

Between heaven and earth, the infinite sword light turned into thin lines, converging into a river, and instantly penetrated the entire plain.

All the monster roars disappeared for a moment.

In the boundless silence, only listening to the sound of "Qiang", Wu Xiaode put the butterfly knife into the sheath.

This knife breaks through all defenses.

This knife can slash through the air depending on the amount of soul power.

The female god of death gave the blessing of "not being bound by soul power", so this move simply cut through the entire plain!

Wu Xiaode stepped up the knife calendar and stood in front of the bronze door.

Before he could speak, two bronze doors burst open.

A burly man who was shackled to the ground had a smile on his face, knelt beside the road, and said again and again:

"Uncle, it's because I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, please come in! Come in! ”

Wu Xiaode looked at him and said calmly, "Let me ask you, how tall is this tower?" ”

- Neither the Human Emperor nor the Sword Saint have been to the spire.

The strong man wiped the beads of cold sweat on his face and trembled:

"How tall? I don't know. ”

Looking at Wu Xiaode's disappointed expression, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly added:

"It is said that someone climbed three thousand seven hundred and ninety-one floors, defeated countless strong people, and finally took up a less than ideal profession."

"Not ideal? Why? Wu Xiaode asked.

"Because there are some good professions along the way, he has given up - but at the three thousand seven hundred and ninety-first floor, he has no blood, if he doesn't take up a random profession, when the blood is empty, he will be imprisoned in this tower forever." The strong man explained.

Wu Xiaode nodded silently, and suddenly smiled:

"In that case, this tower is a bit like life."

"Life?" The strong man said strangely.

Wu Xiaode didn't explain to him.

If this tower has at least more than 3,000 floors, how can I have so much time to go through it layer by layer?

He was silent for a moment, then turned around and walked away.

Seeing this, the strong man couldn't help but shout loudly:

"I said, big brother, where are you going? The professions on the plains are even worse, only this oldest minaret records the occupations of all civilizations in the worlds!"

Wu Xiaode still ignored him.

- But with his persuasive attitude in the last sentence, Wu Xiaode decided not to kill him.

Because according to the inheritance of the human emperor, he knew that what he said was true.

Human nature is a thing that changes too fast.

One second it's threatening, the next it's worshipping.

But about his own inauguration-

He stepped out of the giant spire and looked up.

- The dark spire towers like a mountain, towering into the sky, with no end in sight.

The words of the female god of death came to my ears again:

“…… I'm afraid that I have to climb to the top of the tower in one breath to have the slightest possibility......"

Spire.

In fact, in addition to fighting all the way from the tower-

There is another way to get to the spire.

And a real spire!

"Hey, this boss, I have a real tower rush strategy here, you come back, I'll give it to you for free, there are many hot professions to choose from!"

The strong man was still locked to the ground, and shouted repeatedly.

"Hot?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Yes, people who want to obtain these powerful professions are like carp crossing the river, they are really snatching their heads!" Strong man said.

Wu Xiaode shook his head:

"I don't need a profession like that, and it's ......"

"I want to go to a place with fewer people."

The strong man froze.

Wu Xiaode took a deep breath, jumped hard, and the whole person flew vertically.

I saw him stepping on the bronze hands that appeared in the void one by one, climbing towards the giant tower, and soon he was out of sight.

The impact of the coronavirus on me is not over yet, and I am very tired from doing physical work. I did a lot of things today, which greatly affected my writing state throughout the day, so I wrote slowly.

Sorry book friends!

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