Virtue is abundant

Chapter 293 Heaven Has a Way You Don't Go

It's still raining outside.

The cold wind howled back and forth on the street, reminding everyone how cold it was today.

Wu Xiaode looked away 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, adding firewood to the fireplace.

It was very warm in the room.

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

There are more than 700 shops and houses in the entire Undead Street.

The undead of all races below level 30 are in power here.

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

Everything is available.

"Master, this place is very prosperous, we can have a good time shopping."

The succubus giggled.

Wu Xiaode frowned, but didn't say anything.

More than 700.

Street of the Undead is actually so bustling.

It represents the interests of various undead races, and it is separated from the human race, making human beings breathless.

In this social system, humans are food and servants.

Even if everyone is only level 30, the human race is targeted by all races, and there is no chance to stand out.

If the human race has the slightest sign of turning over, all undead races will be culled immediately!

No.

Gotta figure out a way...

"Ghost tree man, I want to ask, why do you all oppose the human race?"

Wu Xiaode asked curiously.

The ghost tree man was full of killing intent, and said in a low voice: "It is said that the last era was destroyed by human beings. At that time, countless creatures were slaughtered and entered the world of death, where they were swallowed wantonly by the original monsters of the world of death."

"Humanity is the original sin that caused the end of the era and is responsible for all races."

"We hate humans."

"The world of death has long established rules. Human beings are not allowed to integrate into the mainstream of the world of death, and can only survive in the world of death as slaves."

Wu Xiaode listened quietly, and suddenly interrupted: "Who said that the last era was destroyed by human beings?"

"The legend is like this." Ghost Tree said humanely.

"Why didn't the major ethnic groups stop humans? Why didn't they save themselves?" Wu Xiaode asked again.

"I don't know." Ghost Tree said humanely.

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

"There are records on the death tablet—every place where the undead live together has such a stone tablet, which records the major events that happened in the past." Ghost Tree said humanely.

"Where is the stele?"

"Route 135, Street of the Dead."

……

Wu Xiaode soon came to No. 135 Street of the Undead.

Sure enough, there is a towering stone tablet here, on which some influential events that happened in history are engraved in the language of the undead.

Wu Xiaode jumped lightly, jumped onto the stele, and reached the top of the stele.

He saw the line:

"The destruction of the era was caused by the chaos of the human race. The lives of the people were ruined, and all the races fell into the world of death and suffered. The human race is guilty!"

Wu Xiaode watched quietly for a few breaths, suddenly he was a little surprised.

Because in this line of writing, he sensed an extremely familiar atmosphere.

——This seems to be a super powerful technique, which comes from the handwriting of the gods. It is like the feeling of the dragon god Aotian releasing the technique, and it is also like the wave of the fairy technique when the golden armored god launches an attack.

If everything is true, I actually have no way to question this record.

But what if he wrote a fake history on the stele by relying on some kind of fairy art that he didn't understand...

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

"Tianhe Navy."

he whispered.

The surrounding rain and wind stopped at the same time.

Suddenly a serious voice came from the sky:

"Hard evil intentions, confuse all living beings, and frame the human race with false history forever, this must violate the rules of heaven!"

boom--

There was a small cracking sound at the top of the stele.

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

A line of small ice crystal characters immediately appeared on the Book of the Dead:
"You used the technique of Gonggong to break this false historical record."

"This time with the help of the power of Tiantiao, 1 point of merit is consumed."

"Current merit: 26 points."

"Notice:"

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

"The minaret of the undead, which is in charge of managing the historical stele, has been alarmed, and several archlichs will come to check on the situation."

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

——Break the false history, so get a star?

Then I now have three stars.

To get the highest rating, there are still six stars!
Wu Xiaode thought to himself, suddenly saw a few black shadows flashing in the sky, flying across the sky quickly, and arrived in front of him.

But it was a few liches in robes.

They have human bodies, but their skins are dead gray, their eyes exude a piercing chill, and their bodies are full of magical power fluctuations.

Liches are immortal!

Never fight a powerful lich unless you can find its phylactery.

Wu Xiaode also became serious.

He summoned Lester to the fog around him, and then asked:
"Everyone, are you okay?"

The leading lich was wearing a blood-red robe, staring at him and saying:

"Human dead, you have changed the history."

"I just erased the false history - if you investigate carefully, you will naturally come to the correct conclusion." Wu Xiaode said.

"Of course we know that the historical record is false, but human beings are already the rations of many races. No one will care about the changes in history. All races will only continue to treat human beings as slaves—this is the real reality, kid."

The blood-cloaked witch said.

"I agree with this point of view, but our human race is a race that cares about righteousness." Wu Xiaode said.

"What do you mean?" the Lich asked.

"When we know that we are not wrong, we will explode with power that you don't understand. It is still unknown who will win the battle in the future." Wu Xiaode said.

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

truth?

Wu Xiaode looked at it.

The blood-robed lich chanted a spell, and pointed at the stele with a magic circle of dry bones.

The stele suddenly lit up.

The soaring light rushed into the sky, bursting out bursts of roar.

Perhaps because they heard the movement, many undead appeared on the street and looked towards this side together.

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

A thought flashed through Wu Xiaode's mind.

Before he had time to think about it, the blood-robed lich said loudly:

"Everyone, someone found a flaw in history on your historical stele on Street of the Undead and made a correction."

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

"Now launch a ring fight immediately."

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

"Start now!"

The voice fell.

Wu Xiaode only felt that he had a certain connection with the historical stele.

A beam of light fell on him from the stele, sucking him directly into the void.

……

arena.

This is a super ring with thousands of square meters.

As soon as Wu Xiaode landed, he looked around.

The void opened up, and one after another the undead landed on the ring.

"Who rewrote history?"

A skeleton knight wiped the spear in his hand and asked in a buzzing voice.

"Who knows, it's just looking for trouble." A gray werewolf growled.

Another monster fell down.

This is a death bug, it looks like a giant caterpillar, but it has a human-like face.

It said in a shrill voice:
"But that's good too. It's been raining for so long. It's also a good thing for us to come out to exercise and re-determine each other's status along the way."

on the ring.

The various races were present in increasing numbers, and soon numbered in the thousands.

A huge luminous text appeared above everyone's heads:

"The battle for status challenges is about to begin."

"In this challenge, you cannot use healing, you cannot hide, and you cannot refuse to fight!"

"After 1 minute, the battle begins!"

Wu Xiaode listened silently.

Very well, the law of the jungle is the truth, which is very convincing.

But the rule turned out to be "no concealment".

This is not good for me.

He looked up at the undead, and saw that everyone was staring at the luminous text, but he didn't look at himself for a while.

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 ring.

1 minutes.

In 1 minute, the battle begins.

Sitting on the edge, anyone who wants to kill him will definitely expose his back to others.

And I'm just a human being.

— in chains, not threatening at all.

Wouldn't it be better to kill others first and kill this man in shackles later?

1 minutes to.

Fighting broke out immediately.

On the arena, those powerful ones started to rampage, dodging left and right with agility, and the powerful ones unleashed brilliant spells to bombard everywhere, there were even swords and swords, all kinds of flesh and blood flying, all kinds of screams and roars.

Wu Xiaode shrank his body, sat in a corner, quietly observing the situation.

suddenly.

A figure covered in flames landed in front of him.

This is a lava monster.

It was kicked over by someone.

"Ok?"

The lava monster looked at Wu Xiaode vigilantly.

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

"Trash, kill you to dirty my hands."

The lava monster flashed and rushed towards the group of monsters.

Wu Xiaode also heaved a sigh of relief.

Great.

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

Besides, no matter who is killed, it is a debt of blood, and it is necessary to make enemies with the race behind it.

Why bother.

The rivers and lakes are not only about fighting and killing, but also about the ways of the world.

Wu Xiaode thought silently, proud of his ideological awareness.

At this moment, a voice caught his attention.

"Everyone."

A skeleton demon pointed at Wu Xiaode, and proposed loudly: "We eat that human together, and we can continue to fight after recovering some strength, what do you think?"

"agree!"

The undead roared one after another.

"..." Wu Xiaode.

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

They all come from some powerful and ferocious races.

At this time, sitting alone on the sidelines seemed extremely out of place.

Forget it.

There is a way to heaven if you don't go, and there is no way to hell if you come by yourself.

wow-

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

"Guys, I'm covered in internal organs. It's very unhealthy to eat. Don't eat me, okay?"

He stood up, while moving his body, while making the last effort.

(End of this chapter)