Chapter 61

Towering mountains.

At the edge of a dense forest.

A flash in the void.

Wu Xiaode appeared in mid-air and landed in a wild meadow on the hillside.

Sizzle—

A ball of flame erupted from the spatial teleportation device in his hand, emitting black smoke.

Wu Xiaode took off the spatial teleportation device, threw it on the ground, thought for a moment, then dug a hole, and buried it.

The surroundings were very quiet.

But Wu Xiaode felt an inexplicable tension in his heart.

Yes.

Since he established the Wall of Sighs and awakened the skills of the Death Realm, his sensitivity to danger and death had increased.

"Fog."

He whispered.

A faint mist rose around him, spreading everywhere.

The wind blew.

Whoosh—

All the mist, along with Wu Xiaode, vanished into the dense forest, leaving no trace.

For some reason.

He felt his muscles tense up.

Some unknown danger was lurking nearby, but he couldn't see it.

What is it?

Wu Xiaode placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, closed his eyes for a moment, and then stepped in a direction.

The mist enveloped him, keeping him invisible.

He parted the grass, followed a narrow path, and eventually stopped at a high hill.

From here, he could see the two sides of the mountain path, each lined with a pine tree, standing tall and green.

"Welcoming trees... It seems this is the right path."

Wu Xiaode continued walking for about seven or eight miles and saw the small village at the foot of the mountain.

Yes.

According to the information provided by the captain, this was the human settlement.

Strangely, the entire village was empty, with no one in sight and no sound.

Wu Xiaode pondered for a moment, unsure whether to enter the village.

Should I wait here?

The mountain wind blew, and a faint voice came from a distance.

Huh?

Why are they all on the other side of the mountain?

Wu Xiaode turned and followed a mountain path into the depths of the forest.

About five or six minutes later.

The scenery suddenly opened up, revealing a large pit about ten meters in diameter.

Human corpses filled the deep pit.

A row of monsters stood on the mound beside the pit.

Two human men knelt before them, their faces wearing fawning smiles.

The leading monster was humanoid, with a pair of bright red horns on its head, and a mottled black and gray exoskeleton covered with sharp spines.

It extended its long, claw-like arms, gently touching the heads of the two human men, and said:

"Thanks to your guidance, we were able to discover this hidden human settlement and kill everyone here."

The two human men, kneeling on the ground, vied to speak:

"Sir, this is what we should do."

"Yes, we long to be converted into your servants. Please give us this opportunity."

The horned, armored monster said, "With your help, we killed about seven hundred humans. This achievement is enough to convert you into my servants."

Both men's faces showed joy.

The horned, armored monster paused and continued, "However, have you thought about one thing?"

"Please enlighten us, sir."

"Although I will convert you into servants, I actually look down on you because you betrayed your own kind—don't you see this?" the horned, armored monster said with disdain.

The two men exchanged an awkward glance but quickly adjusted.

"Sir, we have no way back. We will follow you and fight for you," one man said.

"Yes, we are willing to do anything for you!" the other man said.

The monster laughed and shook its head, "Humans... such a laughable race. I'll let you be my dogs, at least you'll stay alive."

It stepped forward, placed its sharp clawed arm on the shoulders of the two men, and began to emit a series of changing lights.

"Thank you, sir!"

The two men were overjoyed.

Wu Xiaode had seen enough.

After all, leading enemies to a place happens in any era.

There was no need for him to stay here.

The village was no longer safe.

The best strategy now was to find a safe place and wait to meet up with the captain.

Then, rely on the team's strength to fight and overcome this crisis.

There were many things to do when he returned.

For example, check if Sister Lan has woken up, visit the film company the emperor established for him, and return to the martial arts school to see how Old Qian is doing.

Wu Xiaode took a step back, preparing to leave.

At the last moment.

He glanced at the pit of corpses, took a few quick steps, and turned to walk out of the forest.

After all, there were only monsters here.

If the captain and the others came looking for him and disturbed the monsters, it would be bad.

If the monsters called for reinforcements—

It would turn into a direct confrontation.

People would die.

Wu Xiaode's steps quickened, and he gradually felt a sense of relief.

This world is too cruel.

In our world, such things don't happen.

Even if it's a bone dragon, it's just treated as a sci-fi movie. People watch live streams, happily liking and tipping.

Because—

Everyone realizes that nothing has changed.

The world hasn't changed.

There's no disaster.

No large-scale deaths.

Life is stable.

Sometimes people's requirements are actually very low.

They just want—

To live.

For some reason, the scene of the pit of corpses flashed in Wu Xiaode's mind.

A girl with tear marks on her face.

A man with a look of despair and pain.

Dazed children.

A mother holding a baby.

All dead.

They lay there quietly.

Because of two traitors.

Rustle... Rustle...

Rustle.

His steps gradually slowed and finally stopped.

He remembered.

The mother holding the baby was the woman in the video the captain showed.

The captain said there was a human settlement in the mountains.

She played the video on her phone, showing the woman holding a baby, smiling at the screen:

"Of course, I welcome your team to visit anytime."

Visit...

The woman's wrist was wrapped with a monster's long tendon.

She wanted to give it to the S-class martial artist, hoping the martial artist would defeat more monsters for the village.

But she died.

Wu Xiaode sighed deeply and softly recited:

"You lie buried in the earth, your bones turned to dust,

I live in the world, my hair white as snow."

He raised his head, closed his eyes, as if countless snowflakes were falling from the sky, mourning the many innocent people.

He lowered his head again, as if deep in thought.

But his hands, resting on the hilt of his long sword, trembled uncontrollably. He had to grip the hilt tightly to control his impulse.

Impulse...

He sighed again.

——If I can't even use the first move, why recite this poem?

He thought reciting this poem would mean he had completed his mourning and could leave peacefully.

But it didn't work.

Reciting the poem was like striking a match in a dark powder keg.

Something inside him was ignited.

Ah...

Something was burning inside him.

This burning made his blood boil, tormented his soul, and made him unable to resist the desire.

——He had to do that thing.

At this moment, everything else was unimportant.

Only that thing.

Only by killing those two people, witnessing their despair, seeing them cry, and placing their heads on the pit of corpses to comfort all the innocent dead—

Everything was an illusion.

Only this thing.

Only this thing had to be done immediately!

!

Wu Xiaode suddenly turned and walked back step by step.

A wave of silent demonic mist spread from him, deep and vast.

The mist silently flew over the pit of corpses, landing behind the monsters, facing the two humans.

The two kneeling human men gradually began to change shape.

But the mist gathered behind the monsters, forming a misty curtain, continuously manifesting the villagers.

The people who had been lying in the pit turned their heads and smiled at the two traitors.

The two men's skin crawled, and they shouted together:

"Sir! Sir, look!"

The monster suddenly turned its head.

But the mist wall only lasted for a moment. When they spoke, all the mist vanished into the void, leaving nothing.

"What do you want me to see?" the monster asked.

The two men were stunned.

Did they just see things?

No, that's not right.

They exchanged a glance.

How could they both see things at the same time?

At this moment, Wu Xiaode was already walking back, standing at the edge of the pit.

Countless silent demonic mists spread from him, becoming invisible, enveloping everything without the enemies noticing.

"Don't make a fuss!"

The horned, armored monster said irritably, "Remember, you are about to evolve. You will lose your human senses and become a higher being like me. Show some courage, understand?"

As it spoke, Wu Xiaode's figure flickered, leaping over the pit and landing silently beside it.

The razor-sharp Dream-Blowing Sword was drawn.

Wu Xiaode stood in the endless silent demonic mist, head down, gripping the long sword, and began to gather his strength.

Gather strength!

This skill was very clumsy, requiring the enemy to be within three meters and a ten-second wait, so no one usually learned it.

But in Wu Xiaode's hands, it was different.

The monster still had its hands on the chests of the two human men, releasing magic to transform them into its kind.

The other monsters stood solemnly to the side.

Throughout, they did not notice Wu Xiaode standing beside them, hidden in the mist.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

...

Ten seconds.

Strength gathered.

Wu Xiaode raised his head expressionlessly, held his breath, and scanned the monsters with his eyes.

In a flash—

The Dream-Blowing Sword vibrated.

Countless golden threads shot out from the blade, spreading like a hurricane, ruthlessly and madly slashing at all the monsters around.