Wuming stood on the Golden Road, blinked, and felt that the Shenzang Trial lacked a bit of flavor. In the past, when the time came, a golden gate appeared, and everyone was truly safe when they passed through the golden gate.
If he had that time, he could definitely deal with the boy in red and come out again.
never mind.
Next comes the exciting moment of receiving the award.
Wuming followed the flow of people and came to a huge golden square in the next moment.
This golden square is also a little different from before. Not only has it become larger, but there is also a statue of more than ten meters high in the middle. The statue has its hands open, and water is constantly flowing down from both hands, falling just below the statue.
In the pool.
"Next time, I will kill you."
While Wuming was admiring the statue, Monet came to Wuming's side and said with a smile.
It was obvious that he was almost able to collect another head. In Monet's opinion, Wuming's survival was purely a matter of good luck.
Wu Ming glanced at Monet and advised, "If you have a problem with your throat, just say less. It's not easy to survive until now. Why rush to seek death?"
"I will cut you into pieces, and then kill you slowly." Monet narrowed his eyes and said with a sinister smile.
Wuming sighed, he hadn't encountered this kind of madness in a long time.
He asked curiously: "What did I do? Kill your mother or your wife? Is it necessary to be so hostile?"
"Hmph, I hope you can always be as sharp-tongued as you are now." Monet smiled murderously, then turned and walked in the direction of Zhang Jiufeng.
At this time, rewards fell from the sky, and scratch-off tickets quickly covered the ground. The surviving trialists were picking and choosing, looking for possible grand prizes.
Wuming raised his hand and caught a scratch-off ticket. He scratched the scratch-off ticket casually and showed a smile.
Special Prize: Evolution Badge
This time the reward turned out to be a magical item.
And compared to those magical props outside that didn't know the specific effects, this time he understood the true properties of the magical props the moment he got them.
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Evolution Badge
Durability:10/10
Magical attribute: [Evolution] Passive: Wear the badge to activate and gain the power of evolution.
Note: There are countless branches in the evolution of all things, how would you choose?
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Wuming put a badge into his body and instantly felt a very, very, very special power coming from his body.
He looked at the black thread on his body and flicked a ball of green light into the black thread. The next moment, various evolutionary branches appeared on the black thread.
However, he did not choose any branch. After all, Ni Lin has not been completely refined yet. Evolving these black lines now is equivalent to supporting the enemy, which is equivalent to increasing the difficulty of his refining.
“Nice prop.”
Wuming withdrew the green light, then closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the arrival of the second trial.
The other trialists present also had their own gains. Those who got good things were happy, while those who got ordinary items had ugly faces. For a moment, everyone's joys and sorrows were clearly distinct and different.
About ten minutes later, a golden door slowly rose up, with the words on the door frame: Second Level.
Wuming stood up and followed the flow of people into the door.
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In the dark room, Wuming suddenly stood up and found that all the black lines on his body had disappeared, and the style of his clothes had also changed drastically.
He looked out the window. The sky outside was dark, and the dark clouds were like huge dark castles, as if they might come down at any time.
At this time, a light curtain appeared in front of him, and the light curtain read: "Second level, you are a demon hunter and accepted a commission to come to this town. Please find the ogre before all residents are killed.
Every time you kill an ogre, you can unlock one ten thousandth of your own strength, and you can choose one of your own abilities to unlock."
Demon hunters, ogres...
Wuming immediately grabbed the sword on the bedside, put on his shoes and walked out of the room.
When he walked out of the room, the doors of several other rooms also opened, and several trialists walked out one after another. One of the young people saw Wuming and exclaimed: "Mr. President???"
"Wu Ming, why is he also in the trial? Is he an ogre?" On the other side, a bald head immediately showed a vigilant look.
He looked at all the testers and memorized everyone's appearance. He could confirm that Wuming was definitely not among the testers...unless...
Wuming smiled and said: "It seems that we are lucky. This is a cooperation level. It is best for us to cooperate well and strive for everyone to pass the level together. Next, let's introduce ourselves."
When everyone was surprised, he took over the command and everyone was silent for a while.
The young man who was the first to discover Wuming just now broke the silence and said solemnly: "President, my name is Zhao Neng, and I practice the Yingxue Magic Sword."
Wuming smiled and nodded, then looked at the others.
At this time, the only woman among the five people said: "Mr. President, my name is Liu Yuebai. I am a member of the Snake God tribe. I am good at using poison. If I can find medicine in this level, I can develop various poisons to help everyone.
Better to kill ogres."
"My name is Tang Wentian. I am a divine disciple and am good at running long distances." The bald head saw that two of the five people had already announced their family status, so he also spoke.
Finally, Wuming looked at the excited-looking red boy, who smiled and said, "Want to be the boss? Take my blow first!"
At this level, everyone's strength and abilities have been sealed, leaving only physical fitness.
Monet could only draw his sword to attack Wuming, but the moment he drew his sword, Wuming kicked the end of his handle, and the sword immediately returned to the scabbard. Zhao Neng and Liu Yuebai both drew their swords and pointed at them.
Monet.
"Okay, okay, I lost. My name is Monet. I'm good at...everything." Monet could only raise his hands in a gesture of surrender and said in a light tone.
Zhao Neng frowned and said: "President, this person looks like a scourge, why not kill him?"
"Well, that's right. Now that everyone has lost their abilities, if there is a black sheep in the team, he will be far more terrifying than the enemy." Tang Wentian agreed.
Monet sneered in his heart, Wuming had always been a good guy outside, how could he kill innocent people indiscriminately at this time, especially since he had surrendered, and Wuming was even less likely to take action. After all, Wuming was the master, and there were countless spectators outside watching.
A gentleman can be deceived.
He is a nameless little character who can act recklessly and unscrupulously, but as a big shot, Wuming cannot be so free.
But he was curious about how Wuming would reject these people.
"Then kill him."
Wuming suddenly spoke at this time, and then drew his sword and slashed at Monet. Monet was suddenly shocked and quickly stepped back, but others also slashed at him with their swords.
etc.
This plot is wrong.
Monet wanted to draw his sword to fight back, but the unknown sword struck again, and he could only continue to dodge. The problem was that other people were also approaching, gradually blocking his dodge route.
"Wu Ming, you hypocrite, I have surrendered. If you kill me, you are betraying your trust!" Monet used words to interfere with Wu Ming while looking for a chance to survive.
Wuming narrowed his eyes, and the knife he slashed out was even faster!
This moral kidnapper really looks like a black sheep and must be killed first.