The dense hair turned into a human form and hugged forward.

The elder still wanted to resist and waved a ball of flame in his hand, but to no avail.

Countless hair wrapped him into a mummy.

Paused for a breath.

All hair is spread out.

The elder turned into a skeleton and fell among the long hair on the ground.

A strand of hair tapped on the treasure chest next to him.

The treasure chest opened in response.

I saw a gem shining with seven colors of light inside, lighting up the entire sky.

The fine long hair rolled up the gem and put it into the ground, and all the light was suddenly invisible.

The long hair gathered together again and transformed into a human form.

It looks around.

No one could move an inch.

Just when everyone thought this monster was going to continue killing, they saw it striding up to Dolores, the president of the Silence of All Souls Association.

"Ah, you are different from them, you are not a monster." said the long-haired monster.

Dolores was stunned.

The next second, he found that he could move.

"I'm not a monster, so what am I?"

Dolores asked quietly.

He gathered all his soul power and was ready to launch his descent at any time.

Just listen to the long-haired monster say:

"Existences that only know how to take, kill, and destroy are monsters. If you kill them, you can get their treasure chests. As for you--"

"You can be considered a 'person' if you have 15 merit points."

Dolores listened quietly.

Everyone around him couldn't help but be astonished.

Merit!

It turns out that monsters rely on this rare attribute to judge how to treat people.

Wu Xiaode couldn't help but take a look at his character attributes.

"Reserved soul power: 10.27 million, willing power: 980,000, merit: 151 points."

He was immediately startled.

How come there are so many merits?

The Book of the Dead connected with his mind, and lines of prompts immediately appeared:

"You created an era in which all spirits came to the world. You played the most important role in it and received 120 merit points as a reward."

"The Queen Mother of the West has an entrustment agreement with you, and she will give you a little merit every day. Since the last time the Queen Mother of the West fell asleep, the distribution of merit has been changed to once a month."

"You have gained 30 points of merit from the Queen Mother of the West this month."

"Christina is constantly doing live broadcasts and earning various points, which has some merit."

"above."

"Your total merit is: 151 points."

Now that I have 151 merit points, I should not be killed by monsters as monsters.

Wu Xiaode looked at the group of elders in the World Destruction Council again.

I saw that all of them had pale faces and were trembling all over.

Of course--

The World Destruction Council thinks about destroying other worlds every day, and there are constant intrigues within itself. How can it have any merit!

They will all be regarded as monsters!

What we need to figure out now is what kind of situation a meritorious "person" like Dolores will face.

I saw the monster standing in front of Dolores, speaking in an obscure and stiff tone:

"Please post the task. When I complete your task, I will take away your treasure chest."

"You have three minutes to post the mission. If you exceed this time, I will erase you."

Task!

Dolores was lost in thought.

The monster stood beside him and waited quietly.

Everyone around is thinking of ways to quickly check their merits.

Wu Xiaode stayed in mid-air, paying attention to Dolores' movements while looking towards the World Destruction Council.

It would be better if these damn elders died at the hands of monsters!

I'm afraid they may have other tricks they can't think of.

After all, the Book of Laws of Destruction kills anyone it says, and its power is beyond imagination.

This time it sent a group of elders to participate in the test. It is said that failure of the test will wipe out all participants.

But the Speaker dared to give up a life-and-death battle!

What is the speaker's method to suppress the situation?

Wu Xiaode was thinking when he suddenly heard Dolores speak:

"I want to know what's in my treasure chest."

The monster heard this and responded with deep meaning:

"An ancient god like you used a secret method to jump through time, reincarnated as an adult, and escaped the last immeasurable catastrophe. You are truly a unique master, so it must be you in your treasure chest."

Dolores was startled and couldn't help but said: "So if you complete the task, you will get me?"

"Yes, you will become my slave." The monster said.

Dolores's eyes twitched and she couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, do you think you can defeat me after defeating a few people?"

"Okay, my mission is for you and me to compete fairly."

"--Winning or losing depends on the outcome!"

"Okay." The monster said.

All the long hair on the ground suddenly spread out, leaving a circular space for both sides.

"Use all your strength, the former master of the ancient gods."

The monster whispered.

The long hair all over its body was twisted together and began to weave into something strange.

The thing looked like a giant, weird-shaped finger.

Dolores originally raised her hand high, and was about to let an illusory figure descend on her, but she saw this huge finger.

"It's you!"

He suddenly lost his voice.

When he shouted this, everyone was puzzled by its meaning.

Wu Xiaode looked down from mid-air, only to find that the original fighting spirit on Dolores's face had disappeared, replaced by boundless despair and fear.

The monster raised that weird finger and said in a stiff tone:

"I've already told you how you escaped back then, but I didn't expect that you recognized me just now."

Dolores pointed at it and stammered:

"You are, you are, you are——"

The long-haired monster walked towards him step by step and said slowly:

"During the first demonic tribulation that destroyed all living beings, when the flag-bearing demon was waving the flag, I descended into all realms and turned all sentient beings into evil beings."

There was silence.

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To be continued...