Wu Xiaode brandished a bronze spear.

Horizontal block, vertical block, continuous challenges, afterimages and stabs!

Various spear techniques are at his fingertips, and as he moves, he becomes more and more skillful.

Every attack would deepen his experience with spears.

Just because he has already mastered the "Slaying Spear Technique", now it is as simple as "recalling something".

Wu Xiaode thought——

Waves of mist surged out and covered the bronze spear.

All of a sudden.

The spear disappeared.

——Okay, that’s great.

In this way, when fighting, the opponent can't even see his own weapons!

Lines of small words in ice crystals suddenly appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"You made the spear: Bronze Fang."

"Personal unique item, detachable weapon."

"Has the attributes of the dagger 'Wind Fang':"

"Level 3 sharpness;"

"Attack speed 1;"

"Dexterity 1."

"In addition, it has the form of silence: it can disappear into the magical mist of silence at any time without being noticed."

Wu Xiaode released his spear into the void.

Immediately, a bronze hand appeared, put away the spear, and disappeared into the void again.

"Okay, now we can say that weapons are available at any time."

"Then start digging."

Following Wu Xiaode's thoughts, all the bronze hands dispersed, and the "Thousand Hands Defense" state ended and returned to the "normal" state again.

In this state, only a pair of bronze hands appear.

But they understand Wu Xiaode's temperament and can spontaneously know what to do.

One bronze hand handed the dagger to Wu Xiaode, and the other hand took the sacred shovel from him and dug hard into the ground.

Wu Xiaode put away the dagger and released the fog to cover the surrounding area.

He sat on the tattered sofa and watched the bronze hands digging the ground.

It's strange to say that.

The sacred shovel digs the ground very quickly, and after looking at it for a long time, I feel like my soul is being baptized.

When it digs the ground, it feels like it is silently contributing to some great cause, which makes people awe-inspiring.

You would never guess that it is digging a tunnel leading to other demon gods' palaces.

——And there is no sound during the entire excavation process.

Soon.

A big hole was dug.

The bronze hand dug downwards persistently, and suddenly——

A seductive, lazy female voice sounded from underground:

"Is it Ulysses? Why do you want to dig through my palace and yours?"

——We’ve reached the end of the land!

Wu Xiaode was shocked, immediately put away the bronze hand and the sacred shovel, and quickly retreated.

Only the deep passage was left in place.

After waiting for a few breaths, Xu did not get any response, and the female voice from the underground sounded again:

"Hehe, you want to...have fun?"

"It's a pity that you are too weak. If you come to play with me, you will probably die soon?"

"Or--"

"You and your brother want to play with me?"

"That won't work. You are too weak. Soon there will be only a skeleton left - have you thought about it?"

Still no response.

The woman was confused and said: "Ulysses, were you defeated by your own brother?"

Still no response.

A "Hey" sound came from the ground, and then, gusts of strong wind came out.

soon.

A figure leaped out from the ground.

This is a dignified-looking woman wearing a long white robe.

She looked around and saw that the entire crowdfunding hall was empty, with no one in sight.

"Where are the two hypocrites?"

A woman's wonder.

In front of Wu Xiaode, the Book of the Dead suddenly opened:

"Notice."

"The demon has hidden her name, and this book can only see a little of her power of rules:"

"——She is an existence that cannot be looked at. Once you look at her, you will be affected by some unknown influence."

What?

Is there such a thing?

Wu Xiaode shook his head and smiled bitterly——

I have already seen her!

This is how to do?

Every move this woman makes looks dignified and unworldly, stunningly beautiful and reserved.

She walked around the hall, lowered her head and thought for a while, then suddenly raised her head and looked upward.

on the ceiling.

Dust fell in clumps.

There were vague sounds and fluctuations of some kind of battle.

"It's the black dragon...why is she so angry?"

The woman narrowed her eyes.

She listened quietly for a few more breaths.

"No, there is also the breath of the giant. Well, this is sacred power."

"They are all fighting in the black dragon's palace!"

"What happened? No, I have to go and see."

She stood upright, still in mid-air, and suddenly stopped again.

"It can't be a trap..."

The woman pondered for a few breaths, then suddenly raised her eyes and scanned the entire crowdfunding hall.

"Bone-eating love."

The woman whispered.

Two gray rays of light flew out of her body and wandered back and forth throughout the hall for a week.

One of the rays of light lingered in front of her.

Another ray of light shot up into the sky, piercing a big hole and heading towards the palace above.

"Big Ulysses is not here, little Ulysses is up there..."

"It seems this is not a trap."
To be continued...