Chapter 92

Flying Spear Curse: Life Judgment!

This is an extremely rare spear technique that can instantly kill extremely powerful creatures.

At first, hunters were accustomed to seeking the tribal shaman's curse before hunting, in hopes of obtaining good prey.

Over the centuries, this curse continuously strengthened, and the hunting skills of the hunters also improved.

Finally, one day.

They began to hunt the monsters buried deep in the jungle ruins.

This curse technique was the final blow to kill the guardians of the ruins, and it has been preserved and passed down ever since.

Wu Xiaode woke up from his memories.

It was because of this skill that the Cyclops used mind-reading.

Its life was so long, and its power so great, that it naturally had to be extremely cautious in the face of such a probabilistic skill.

Because only such a skill could kill it!

Wu Xiaode looked into the depths of the Death Pit.

On the mountain of corpses.

The massive figure looked over and said in a low voice:

"A Holy Shaman Hunter... Damn, the diversity of humans is so troublesome... You even created such a profession."

Wu Xiaode gripped the green spear in his hand and stared intently at the Cyclops.

— Must guard against that beam.

According to his memory, in the normal course of events, the Holy Shaman Hunter was read by the Cyclops, and the timing of the move was predicted.

He hadn't even made a move when he was killed by the deep red beam.

How should I deal with this?

"You are the Cyclops, right?" Wu Xiaode said.

He raised the spear in his hand.

In the next moment.

The Book of the Dead instantly opened, revealing two lines of icy crystal text:

"The Cyclops has activated mind-reading."

"This spell covers the entire Death Pit, and it will hear all your thoughts."

Wu Xiaode's hand paused.

Before he threw this spear, the Cyclops had already predicted everything.

It knew which direction he was going to stab.

If he made a move, it would definitely miss.

So it would be better not to make a move and to solve the mind-reading problem first.

Mind-reading...

Wu Xiaode's gaze met the Cyclops'.

"Looks like you know some of my abilities. Come on, human who likes to hunt shamans, I'll show you who the prey is." The Cyclops said in a deep voice.

— What a thick-skinned guy!

Do you think I have no way to deal with your mind-reading?

Wu Xiaode cursed silently and silently recited in his mind: "Eight hundred soldiers rush to the northern slope, artillerymen run in line on the north side. Artillerymen fear bumping into soldiers, soldiers fear being hit by artillery."

"..." The Cyclops.

Wu Xiaode continued to recite in his mind:

"Black fertilizer turns gray, gray fertilizer turns black; black fertilizer turning gray will volatilize; gray fertilizer volatilizing will turn black; black fertilizer volatilizing and turning gray will scatter; gray fertilizer volatilizing and turning black will scatter."

The Cyclops' single eye widened.

Wu Xiaode thought: "If you're a man, stop the mind-reading and fight me properly. Otherwise, everyone will know that a giant like you has to rely on mind-reading to duel a human!"

"Damn..."

The Cyclops cursed softly.

It stood up and slowly crawled down the mountain of corpses.

At the same time, a new line of icy crystal text appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"The mind-reading has disappeared."

Wu Xiaode nodded inwardly.

This giant is soft but not hard, extremely concerned about its dignity and authority. After being caught using mind-reading, although it has a thick skin, it can't stand such provocation.

Yes.

A giant, fighting an ant, yet still has to eavesdrop on the ant's thoughts—

That's very embarrassing.

"Alright," the giant's voice, suppressing its anger, came from afar: "Holy Shaman Hunter, let's see who is better now!"

"But why?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Why?" The Cyclops repeated.

"Yes, why should I fight you? Can't I just leave?" Wu Xiaode said.

"Those who enter the Death Pit have never left, not in the past, and not in the future." The Cyclops said.

"There's a cave over there. I'll retreat into the cave, and we won't bother each other." Wu Xiaode said.

"Do you want to go into that cave?" The Cyclops said with a mysterious tone.

"Or do you want me dead?" Wu Xiaode gripped the spear, ready to fight to the death.

The Cyclops sensed his determination to die.

"Ha ha..." The Cyclops actually laughed, waving its hand: "Go ahead, if you want to go into that cave, I won't stop you."

Wu Xiaode was taken aback.

He suddenly remembered that when he first entered the Death Pit, he also had the chance to leave through that cave.

At that time, the Cyclops didn't stop him, but said:

"Rats are not worth eating— I have too much rat meat."

Now it seems...

It has some thoughts about that cave.

So.

Can I really enter that cave?

If the giant doesn't stop me, I must take this opportunity to explore.

In five days, I have to go to the real Death Pit!

Wu Xiaode took a step back.

To prevent the Cyclops from suddenly attacking, he maintained a posture ready to throw the spear.

It turned out he was overthinking.

The Cyclops stood in front of the mountain of corpses, expressionless, staring at Wu Xiaode.

It neither grabbed him from a distance nor released the deep red beam, let alone the all-encompassing万象 (omniscient).

It just stood there quietly.

This was quite eerie.

Finally.

Wu Xiaode retreated to the entrance of the cave.

"Goodbye, big guy."

He jumped into the cave and slid down the slope to the bottom.

Ahead was a short tunnel, about thirty meters long, leading out.

Wu Xiaode grabbed the spear and ran, directly rushing out of the tunnel.

"Huh? What is this?"

He suddenly stopped.

The tunnel led to a deep, dark palace.

The layout here was far more luxurious and tasteful than the Cyclops' lair, even rivaling the Fuxi Palace.

When Wu Xiaode rushed in, all the candles in the palace lit up automatically.

"What a fine young man, welcome."

A woman's voice came from the throne.

Wu Xiaode turned to see a woman in a black dress sitting on the throne, her face covered by a black veil, making it impossible to see her features.

Wu Xiaode said, "May I ask where this is—"

"Of course, this is my palace. Don't worry, that stinky giant won't come here." The veiled woman laughed.

"Then I—"

"Stay here, your flesh is enough for them to eat."

As she spoke.

Wu Xiaode found that the entire palace had disappeared.

Around him.

Black eggs were piled like mountains, each about two meters tall, very large.

These eggs were densely packed, covering the ground and everything around him.

Wu Xiaode tried to move but found himself completely unable to do so.

He didn't know when he had been caught.

Around him, there were other humans, all standing still, unable to move.

"Hey, what's going on!"

He shouted loudly.

The woman's voice didn't come again.

Suddenly.

A faint cracking sound was heard.

Not far away, a giant egg gradually cracked open, and a spider with a human face emerged.

As soon as the spider appeared, it immediately used its six long legs to grab a motionless person and began to eat slowly.

Wu Xiaode's face turned pale, muttering, "How disgusting."

The Book of the Dead immediately showed a line of icy crystal text:

"You have voluntarily ended the Mirror Archive Refresh Technique."

Phew—

Everything around him disappeared completely.

He returned to the basketball court, standing in place, his face very grim.

The Cyclops could still be fought and resisted.

He had no idea what the woman had done, but he couldn't move at all.

What a joke!

Wu Xiaode calmed down and suddenly noticed someone watching him.

— That boy.

The boy with the emperor's soul in his body, holding a basketball, was staring at him in a daze.

"Ah, hello, I'm Wu Xiaode. I came here specifically to find you." Wu Xiaode introduced himself.

"Did you disappear just now?" the boy asked.

"Exactly! This is an extremely high-level magic, not easily seen by ordinary people. I performed it in front of you because—"

"I want to invite you to join my film and entertainment company and act together."

Wu Xiaode said seriously.

The boy became wary.

Is this guy a fraud?

But the magic he just saw was truly impressive.

Fraudsters wouldn't learn such a difficult magic just to deceive people.

— That would be too dedicated.

And strangely, for some reason, he didn't find it strange at all that the man disappeared and reappeared.

How strange...

Seeing the boy's nervous expression, Wu Xiaode took out his phone, opened the news page, and handed it over.

The boy looked and couldn't help but ask, "Are you from that film company?"

"Of course, our Wu De Film Company is recruiting, and I think your appearance and temperament are very suitable, especially your approachability."

Wu Xiaode said, then showed the boy two live-streaming videos he had shot and his electronic ID.

This convinced the boy to believe him about seventy to eighty percent.

"How do I join this film company?" he asked.

"First, do a basic registration."

Wu Xiaode took out his phone and opened the notepad:

"Name?"

"Li Kunlun."

"Age?"

"Sixteen."

"Hobbies?"

"…Playing basketball, playing battle games."

"What are you afraid of?"

"Of course, I'm afraid of death."

"You're afraid of death?" Wu Xiaode repeated.

"Who isn't afraid of death? Death is like the ultimate punishment, and no one can escape it." Li Kunlun said casually.