Virtue is abundant

Chapter 151 Death Boundary Monument
Swah——

Wu Xiaode only felt an extremely powerful force tugging at him, and suddenly disappeared from the current world.

He suddenly remembered the last time he entered the world of death——

Must pretend to be dead!
As soon as a thought arose, wisps of silent magic mist emerged from nothingness and lingered around him.

Wu Xiaode's whole body suddenly emitted a strong breath of death.

next moment.

The pulling force suddenly weakened.

Wu Xiaode floated to the ground.

"Here comes another warrior, let's see—ah, a dead man."

A group of floating will-o'-the-wisps made a sound.

"Boy, the war is about to start, how about you come to be the striker?" said a humanoid monster whose skin was like lime.

Immediately, a line of small ice crystal characters popped up on the art of necromancy:
"This is a corpse-changing demon."

Wu Xiaode glanced at it, then looked around.

I saw weird guys all around, all of them exuding ominous death intent, staring at me closely.

There are about fifty of these undead, which can be regarded as a small team.

"Forward?" Wu Xiaode repeated.

"Yeah, you charge first later, walk on the road, and go to withstand the cavalry of the demon army. We are behind you." The demon of the corpse said.

"No, I'm injured, it's best to cast spells in the middle of the team." Wu Xiaode said.

He showed the wound on his arm to everyone.

"Very good," the corpse-changing demon laughed loudly, "it turns out that he was injured—it seems like you are destined to return to sleep in the cemetery—either die now, or obey the order and be the striker."

"Why can you order me?" Wu Xiaode asked curiously.

The Demon of Corpse Transformation paused, and said with a gloomy expression, "We want to protect the boundary markers, and a guy like you should investigate the enemy's intelligence."

boundary marker?

Only then did Wu Xiaode notice that there was a stone tablet emitting a dim light not far away.

On the ground around the stele—

No, it should be said that within the range illuminated by the stele's light, all the ground is made up of corpses.

These corpses were in various shapes and forms, all sunk in the ground, crowded together, motionless.

When Wu Xiaode stared at the stele, the Book of the Dead was immediately opened, revealing lines of small ice crystal characters:

"You found the Boundary Stone Kingdom of Death."

"Elementary boundary marker."

"This monument can collect the soul power of all sleeping souls, and use it to construct the laws of death and provide power to the undead."

"You are under the power of the boundary marker, and you have received an additional blessing: body repair."

"Your injury is improving."

"Additional reminder:"

"The content of this trial is to guard the boundary monument and ensure that the boundary here belongs to the kingdom of death."

——It turned out to be like this.

Then you can't stay away from this boundary marker and become a striker.

"Sorry, I'll just guard the boundary markers. For the striker, you can find someone else."

Wu Xiaode said with a smile.

"Who will show him some color." The demon of corpse transformation roared.

A bloody zombie stood up.

"You have one last chance to go out and investigate the enemy's situation, otherwise I will torture you severely, and begging for mercy is useless." The zombie said.

Wu Xiaode was thoughtful.

——It seems that the status of the pure dead is very low in the kingdom of death.

But I don't want to be a forward cannon fodder.

War is completely different from one-on-one and group fights. If one's power is not extremely strong, it is impossible to control a war.

——Like a bone dragon.

Last time, before the bone dragon came out, all the undead could only struggle.

Besides, they don't even know who the enemy is now.

I hurt my arm.

The injury needs to be recovered here at the boundary marker.

"I still decided to stay here." Wu Xiaode said.

"You're courting death." The zombie sneered.

It rushed towards Wu Xiaode——

"stop!"

Suddenly someone shouted.

All the undead paused, and all turned their heads to look.

I saw a skeleton wearing a full set of armor coming out more and more, strode to Wu Xiaode, drew out the long knife at his waist, pointed at the undead and shouted:

"This is my brother, whoever forced him to be cannon fodder, don't blame me for getting mad!"

Wu Xiaode took a look and recognized the skeleton.

——In fact, he didn't recognize the skeleton, because the skeletons should almost all look the same... maybe.

Wu Xiaode made his judgment based on the skeleton's tone and demeanor.

It should be the skeleton that pretended to be dead with him in the last promotion trial.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Wu Xiaode smiled.

"It's not too long. I got a lot of adventures and treasures to advance to the next level—you are really fast, buddy." The skeleton whispered.

The two looked at each other together.

The undead stared at the skeleton and whispered.

From the looks of it, the skeleton seems to be famous?

"Hey, rotten bone boy, you actually help a wounded dead man? Sooner or later, he will be eliminated for trash like him!" The demon of corpse transformation shouted loudly.

Rubbish?

You don't know how wretched and vicious he is!
Skeleton sneered in his heart, shook his head, and said solemnly: "Trash? You don't know how brave and fearless he is!"

"In short, I don't agree to sacrifice him like this to investigate some bullshit intelligence."

Undead, you look at me, and I look at you.

The Demon of Corpse Transformation said loudly: "Well, we don't force him to be cannon fodder, but according to the rules on the battlefield, everyone's status is determined by strength-you just let him fight, if he wins, We have nothing to say!"

"That's right, do things fairly, fight me in front of everyone!" The zombie also said.

"This..." The skeleton showed a look of embarrassment.

The other party was completely reasonable this time, even if it was him, he couldn't say anything more.

"It's okay, just fight once." Wu Xiaode said with a smile.

The skeleton said: "Your injury—"

"Small problem." Wu Xiaode said.

"Okay, then be careful." The skeleton said.

Seeing that the matter was settled, all the undead retreated around to make room for Wu Xiaode and the zombies to fight.

A white ghost floated down in the field and announced loudly:
"In this battle, one side is a zombie with the title of "Mopping the Floor King", whose soul power has reached 20 points, and the skills acquired are poisonous mist spit, steel body, and devour the dead;"

"Invite another contestant to come on stage!"

It looked at Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode was a little surprised, he didn't expect the ghost to directly read the opponent's skills and name.

Seems like a fair fight.

Then, he will also be announced the skills?
He took a step forward.

Bai Youling immediately announced loudly: "The dead person named Wu Xiaode, whose soul power has reached 20 points, has obtained the skills of Fog of Death, Hand of Death, and Possession."

When it came to 'gathering momentum', there was a commotion among the onlookers below.

The corpse monster laughed out loud.

"Gain momentum! He chose the rubbish skill Gather momentum, it's enough!"

"Is there anyone else with such rubbish skills?"

"The dead are a bunch of rubbish with poor brains!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Wu Xiaode looked calm, just thinking secretly.

It seems that the status of the dead is very low.

Is there racism in the kingdom of death?

Is it because the dead kept their original form and didn't mutate much?
Wu Xiaode didn't care about the zombie's provocation.

He was curious about another thing——

Obviously his abilities are Silent Magic Fog, Dirty Magic Hands (Thousand Hands) and Gathering Poses.

Why is it pronounced as the fog of death and the hand of death?

I remember that in the parallel world, "Reaper" saw the bronze hand and said the same sentence.

why?
As if knowing what he was thinking, the Book of the Undead quietly opened, revealing lines of small words written in ice crystals:

"The 'wall of sighs that all living beings cannot pass' constructed in this book can transform all moves and skills into the ability of your own style."

"Example:"

"The hand of death can simply manipulate objects, and will not stop action due to slight injuries;"

"—Like a pair of hands of the dead, it can withstand normal attack damage, and as long as the structure is not destroyed, it will not stop moving."

"After being enhanced by the 'Wall of Sighs', the 'Hand of Death' transforms into your own personal 'Dirty Hand'."

understood!

So, will White Ghost know all his skills?

Just as Wu Xiaode was thinking, the Book of the Undead was opened again, and lines of small ice crystal characters appeared:

"Because of the hidden characteristics of 'Silent Magic Mist' and the super-advanced perfect evolution status of 'Thousand Hands', the opponent cannot detect your true skills."

Wu Xiaode suddenly understood.

It seems that what I originally obtained was the fog of death and the hand of death.

But by sighing at the walls, they change and become in tune with their own style of behaviour.

In this way, the ability to fight is of course different.

It's just that there's no need to explain this to anyone, as long as you know it in your heart.

He stood silently, waiting for Bai Yougui's next instruction.

"Okay, the battle is about to begin."

"I hope you don't want to kill each other, and save each other some kindness."

The zombie named "Mopping the Floor King" roared loudly: "Stinky boy, I ate dozens of guys like you before I got here, and I will eat you in the ring too!"

Bai Yougui said helplessly:
"Okay, stop talking."

"I declare that the loser will be directly kicked out of the trial war and sleep again."

"—if you didn't die in the ring."

"Three seconds count down, the game begins."

"three,"

"two,"

"one,"

"start!"

White Ghost stepped back.

The zombie opened its mouth immediately, and was about to spit poisonous mist at Wu Xiaode.

Between lightning and flint——

A bronze hand reached out from the void and covered the zombie's mouth.

Dirty hands!

Another bronze hand then appears, covering the zombie's eyes.

thump—

Wu Xiaode punched the zombie in the stomach, sending it flying seven or eight meters.

It's a pity that I injured an arm, and I haven't received effective treatment. I can only use the strength of one hand.

Otherwise, the blow just now would have ended the battle.

"Protest! Blindfolded and covering your mouth, this fight is too dirty!" The corpse-changing demon roared loudly.

"This is a life-and-death battle, dirty is nothing, it will kill it later!" Rotten Bones retorted loudly.

On the field.

The zombie was pressed to the ground by two bronze hands, punching one after another.

The hands are bronze hands.

Fist is an iron fist.

Wu Xiaode stood far away, not intending to approach the zombie at all.

After all, my arm was injured, and my soul power was sucked by that learning demon king, so I don't have much soul power left.

And... 5:[-].

To save.

(End of this chapter)