"Uh-huh-"

Wu Xiaode let out a roar of pain and slammed his fist to the ground.

The ground then cracked.

However, this venting did not have the slightest effect.

Fluctuations of calamity power emerged from him, wandering freely in the void.

Although there is no targeting for any goal –

The escaping force cut the surroundings into fragmented pieces.

"Healing."

Olivia snorted.

She waved her hand and released a series of ghostly powers, wanting to use them to heal the wounds on Wu Xiaode's body.

But the brilliance of the spell can't even get close to Wu Xiaode.

The power of the robbery was so ferocious that any spell that came close to him was cut into nothing.

Wu Xiaode spat out a mouthful of blood, knelt on the ground, and shouted in pain:

"Olivia, retreat, don't be affected!"

Ghost Queen Olivia had to work harder, only to find a catastrophe in the void that sliced lightly into her arm.

The arm was silently cut in two.

An unprecedented fear gripped Olivia's heart.

- This is a calamity that sentient beings cannot resist at all!

If he continues to stay by Xiao Wu's side, he will definitely be killed by the robbery!

"Retreat!"

Wu Xiaode roared again.

Odvia grabbed her severed hand and retreated.

At the same time, dense bronze hands emerged from the void and spliced together to form Ulysses.

"It's not going to be easy."

Ulysses sighed and pressed a giant gold brick to his head, his hands bursting with fiery light.

He chanted incantations loudly and kept releasing holy rays, trying to let this light fall on Wu Xiaode.

At the beginning, there were indeed sporadic points of light sprinkled on Wu Xiaode's body.

The wounds on Wu Xiaode's body began to heal slowly.

Suddenly—

"Ahh

Wu Xiaode let out a scream of extreme pain.

The power of the catastrophe turned into an invisible wave of qi that emanated from his body, spreading out in all directions.

Odvia's face changed drastically, and her figure flew backwards again, crashing directly through the castle and fleeing thousands of meters away.

"Oops."

Ulysses, who was not far from Wu Xiaode, muttered.

His entire body, along with the huge gold bricks tied to his head, turned into a flurry of metal particles, then into powder, and finally into nothingness.

Wu Xiaode raised his head reluctantly, stretched his neck, and his eyes were wide open, as if he was choked by something.

He began to gasp for breath.

In the void, dense bronze hands kept appearing.

Thousands of bronze hands surround him, one moment forming Leist, the demon king, the other succubus goddess Skadi, or the cyclops and fallen angels.

They appeared again and again, trying in every possible way to rush up to save Wu Xiaode, but they were swept away by the invisible power escaping from his body, and they turned into powder.

"No, he's going to die."

The Ghost Queen watched from afar and couldn't help but cry.

Between the lightning and flint, Wu Xiaode suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it in the void.

His flesh-and-blood hand rested on the Book of the Dead.

"Release...... Delegate ......"

In a hoarse voice, he exhaled his last breath:

"Help me."

In an instant, the Book of the Dead opened, and lines of small ice crystal characters appeared on the wall:

"You have completed today's mission:"

"The Lost Pages."

"So you've been qualified to post a delegate."

"You posted the order:"

"Help me."

"Commission: Undecided."

"The current commission has been passed to the spirit realm, waiting for the Heroic Spirits to take this commission."

"Note: This is a tentative quest, and only Heroic Spirits who complete the commission will be able to receive your commission."

"——The commission was successfully released."

"The first Heroic Spirit is coming."

"The Second Heroic Spirit has arrived."

"The Third Heroic Spirit has descended."

"Advent Descend

May on the wall, clusters of boiling spiritual light fall, like a vast pillar of light falling in the sky, straight into Wu Xiaode's back.

He stood up suddenly, his injuries healing quickly, and he looked as if he wasn't hurt.

Dense spells spread all around him.

It's the Heroic Spirits who have shot it together!

All kinds of healing techniques erupted from his body, and he would not be crushed to pieces like Ulysses.

The strength of the Heroic Spirits is much higher than that of Ulysses.

This time, Wu Xiaode finally escaped temporarily.

He took another breath, and took several large breaths in succession, and then said:

"Thank you for your help."

A calm and vicissitudes of voice sounded from his mouth:

"Thankfully, your wall of wishes can lead us down—needless to say, it is the desire of all of us to fight against the calamity."

And he said to himself:

"Be careful, everyone, this is our unprecedented battle."

The next moment.

Countless voices sounded on Wu Xiaode's body:

"Got it, Emperor of the People."

"Who dares to be careless?"

"This is pure immeasurable power......

"It's changing!"

"Quick, be careful!"

"The second wave of calamity is exploding!"

"It's changing form, it's going to turn into some kind of robbery skill!"

"Defend it with all your might!"

"Ready—"

Wu Xiaode stood in place, hanging his head and not moving.

A majestic and vast force erupted from him, turning into a whistling tornado all around.

At the same time, there were countless powerful auras emanating from him.

The Heroic Spirits are doing their best to suppress the Immeasurable Tribulation!

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Suddenly, all the tornadoes were fused together.

In an instant, the entire castle was torn apart by this force and turned into nothingness.

Wu Xiaode floated in mid-air.

All the power turned into a violent wind around him, gradually forming a huge vortex.

The voice of the Emperor of Man sounded again:

"Guys, I can't resist anymore."

His tone was full of unwillingness, anger and helplessness.

"Me too."

"Yes, it's too powerful."

"I can't beat it."

"What should I do?"

The Heroic Spirits said in unison.

"Protect him!" The Human Emperor said suddenly.

All the heroes suddenly took action, turning their own strength into various spells to protect Wu Xiaode's body.

Wu Xiaode raised his head and looked at the huge whirlpool swirling around him.

- This vortex is manifesting.

Billions of black branches took shape from the wind, swirling around him, emitting bursts of strange power.

These branches seem to have their own thoughts—

They are like some kind of strange tentacles, scattered all around, releasing a tyrannical and destructive aura, destroying the world of the "Ghost Realm" in an instant.

All the tentacles were still circling, but their sharpest end was all pointing at Wu Xiaode.

Lines of small ice crystal characters quietly appeared in front of Wu Xiaode's eyes:

"Congratulations."

"Your 'end' technique is the power that was formed after the destruction of the world, and it is recognized by the destruction itself, so it has succeeded in helping you absorb the power of the immeasurable calamity."

"The power of the immeasurable tribulation has been condensed into a move exclusive to the robber:"

"A Call of Destruction."

"It's already in effect automatically."

"It's calling—"

Wu Xiaode's hole shrank suddenly.

Automatic?

- Why is this happening?

There was a burst of applause in the void.

I saw a figure quietly emerging from the endless black branches.

Shen Xiujun.

She applauded and looked at Wu Xiaode with admiration.

"Brother Xiaowu, you are so beautiful, even I have to praise it."

Shen Xiujun said.

Hearing a loud bang, a star appeared above her head.

The second star!

Wu Xiaode brushed a second star on her!

Shen Xiujun felt something, but he didn't care about it on his face.

"What you expected?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"That's not the case, it turns out that there are really sentient beings who can steal robbery power, and this is the first time I've seen it."

Shen Xiujun sighed.

She raised her hand.

Billions of black branches around the two erupted in unison.

"This is the embodiment of the power of the immeasurable calamity, dedicated to calling us, although you have obtained this move, but you are like a young eagle falling from a bird's nest for the first time, more like a primitive man who has just received a torch, and has no idea how to harness its great power."

"Still, as a mortal, I am a little impressed that you can do this."

Shen Xiujun said.

"But nothing escaped your control?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Of course."

Shen Xiujun shook his white and slender fingers slightly, and looked at Wu Xiaode a little in the air.

Wu Xiaode suddenly couldn't move.

Hundreds of millions of black branches swarmed in, climbing and intertwining with each other, quickly forming a huge throne that appeared behind Wu Xiaode.

Shen Xiujun smiled sweetly and said, "Brother Xiaowu, you are so good that I came up with an idea and made a hypothesis. ”

"Because it's a hypothesis, no matter what I say, my prestige won't change-"

"Here's what to say:"

"Now you have the move of the Immeasurable Tribulation: Call of Destruction."

"At the same time, I have fixed your body, so that the many heroic spirits in your body will not be able to leave for the time being."

"Suppose - you take the initiative to come to me, say my name, and then say something like you like me, and our mission is over."

】

Wu Xiaode continued: "Once I say this, your mission is over, you can kill me and take everything from me." ”

A surging flush appeared on Shen Xiujun's face, and he answered:

"Remember, 'You come to me' is a prerequisite."

"Suppose you fulfill this prerequisite - I won't kill you and I won't take your most precious thing."

"I will kill all the Heroic Spirits on your body, as your name and merit, and turn you into a demon."

"Assuming you fulfill the prerequisites, you can stay with me forever."

"—you can keep me whatever you want."

Shen Xiujun finished speaking in one breath.

"What if I refuse? I guess you still can't kill me, after all, we're on a mission. Wu Xiaode said.

"That's true," Shen Xiujun admitted, "—but I'll kill all the Heroic Spirits on you, after all, they can't run away." ”

Wu Xiaode's heart tightened.

"You can't kill me, but you can touch the heroic spirit in me?" He asked.

"Yes, they're them, you're you, they're not on our mission." Shen Xiujun said.

"You're not afraid that I'll hate you?" Wu Xiaode asked.

Shen Xiujun explained seriously:

"I'm not afraid at all, because—"

"You're going to be killed by the robbery you stole - it's none of my business, it's you who steal it, and you can't afford it, and as for me, I don't know anything about it, so the mission won't be ruined."

"Then, when you're dead, I'll kill all of your Heroes."

"Got it?"

She flew forward, gently stroked Wu Xiaode's face with her hand, and whispered in his ear:

"Brother Xiaowu, don't bring about your own destruction."

"Say you like me, and I'll let you be with me forever."

Wu Xiaode was silent.

Yes.

The other party did not mean to kill himself.

It was he who stole the power of the immeasurable calamity that caused everything.

But why should I believe her?

- Because there is no way.

If you don't surrender, you will die.

It's better to surrender and say what you like her, and then there is a glimmer of hope to survive.

"You stand farther away, so that there is more atmosphere." Wu Xiaode said.

Shen Xiujun looked at the unbroken skin on his body, as well as the flesh that flew out, smiled lightly, and flew into the distance.

"Brother Xiao Wu, the heroic spirits in your body are almost unable to suppress the calamity."

"You must confess to me with your heart, there is only one chance."

She landed steadily dozens of meters away, with a pure and shy expression on her face, and said softly.

Wu Xiaode took a deep breath and asked:

"How?"

"Say you like me." Shen Xiujun said.

"Then I said it." Wu Xiaode said.

"Hmm." Shen Xiujun said.

There was silence.

Wu Xiaode hesitated, finally spoke, and said softly:

"You like me."

Shen Xiujun was stunned, and hurriedly shook his head and said:

"One last chance to give you a second chance, you're going to say 'I like you' with my name at the end."

"Just say I like you, can't you?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Of course not, there are many kinds of likes, and you have to add a name." Shen Xiujun said.

"If you like me, what do you say?" Wu Xiaode asked again.

"Of course I like you, Wu-"

Shen Xiujun was about to speak, but he reacted reluctantly.

"Brother Xiaowu, it's not funny at all, do you really want to die?" She laughed.

Wu Xiaode sighed regretfully.

It's really not okay to play tricks.

"Xiu-kun." He spoke.

"Huh?" Shen Xiujun responded, and his body was already exuding a rolling killing intent.

"I think the reason why you didn't wipe out all sentient beings in one fell swoop is because you didn't have a good way to deal with the dead powerhouses back then."

"Why? We are invincible. Shen Xiujun sneered.

Wu Xiaode said to himself:

"The strong have all turned into heroic spirits, and will initiate the incarnation of all spirits in the future, and in the process, you have not killed them all, that is to say-"

"You are strange to the power of death."

"I don't know if I'm right, but since I've stolen that power from you—"

"Let me take a gamble."

The voice fell.

Wu Xiaode's heart moved.

Hidden in the Book of the Dead, the second wall suddenly radiated a brilliant light.

- The wall of the desperate sigh of all beings!!

I saw two lines of small ice crystal characters quickly floating on the wall:

"Do you want to sacrifice skills?"

"—By the way, you haven't used this wall for a long time."

Wu Xiaode said silently in his heart:

"Sacrificial Skill: Call of Destruction."

"All for Death Skill: Silent Mist."

Stopped for a second.

A small line of ice crystals appeared on the wall of the sigh:

"Start the sacrifice!"