"Uhhhhhhh-"

Wu Xiaode roared in pain and punched the ground.

The ground then cracked.

However, this kind of venting has no effect at all.

Fluctuations of calamity power appeared from his body, wandering freely in the void.

Although not targeting any target——

This escaping force directly cut the surrounding area into fragmented and free fragments.

"cure."

Olivia shouted.

She waved her hand and released streaks of ghost power, hoping to use it to heal Wu Xiaode's wounds.

But the brilliance of the magic technique can't even get close to Wu Xiaode.

The power of the calamity is so brutal that any spell that comes close to him will be cut into nothingness.

Wu Xiaode spit out a mouthful of blood, knelt on the ground, and shouted in pain:

"Olivia, retreat quickly, don't be affected!"

Ghost Queen Olivia tried harder, but found a catastrophic aftermath emerging from the void, gently cutting her arm.

The arm was silently cut into two pieces.

An unprecedented fear suddenly gripped Olivia's heart.

——This is a calamity that no living being can resist!

If he continues to stay with Xiao Wu, he will definitely be killed by Jie Li!

"retreat!"

Wu Xiaode shouted again.

Odwaya grabbed her severed hand and retreated violently.

At the same time, densely packed bronze hands emerged from the void and spliced ​​together to form Ulysses.

"This is really difficult to handle."

Ulysses sighed, placed a giant gold brick on his head, and a blazing holy light emitted from his hands.

He chanted a spell loudly and kept emitting the holy light, trying to make the light fall on Wu Xiaode.

At the beginning, there were indeed scattered points of light falling on Wu Xiaode.

The wounds on Wu Xiaode's body began to heal slowly.

Sudden--

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Wu Xiaode burst out screaming in agony.

The calamity power turned into invisible air waves and emanated from his body, spreading in all directions.

Odwaya's expression changed drastically, and she flew backwards again, crashing directly through the castle and fleeing thousands of meters away.

"Oops."

Ulysses, who was not far in front of Wu Xiaode, muttered something.

His entire body, together with the huge gold brick tied to his head, turned into flying metal particles, then into powder, and finally into nothingness.

Wu Xiaode suddenly raised his head, stretched his neck, and opened his eyes wide, as if something had strangled his throat.

He began to be out of breath.

In the void, densely packed bronze hands kept appearing.

Thousands of bronze hands surround him, sometimes forming the evil ghost king Lester, sometimes splicing into the succubus goddess Skadi, or turning into a one-eyed giant and a fallen angel.

They appeared again and again, trying every possible means to rush to save Wu Xiaode, but they were swept away by the invisible power escaping from his body and turned into powder one after another.

"No, he's going to die."

The Ghost Queen watched from a distance and couldn't help crying.

In the midst of lightning and flint, Wu Xiaode suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it in the void.

His bloody hand pressed on the Book of the Dead.

"Release...Commission..."

He exhaled his last breath in a hoarse voice:

"help me."

In an instant, the Book of the Dead opened, and lines of small words in ice crystals appeared on the wall:

"You have completed today's commissioned task:"

"The Lost Pages."

"Therefore you have been qualified for a release commission."

"You issued a commission:"

"help me."

"Entrustment fee: Undetermined."

"The current commission has been passed to the spirit world, waiting for the heroic spirits to accept the commission."

"Note: This is a trial mission. Only the heroic spirits who complete the commission can get your commission money."

"——The commissioned release was successful."

"The first heroic spirit is coming."

"The second heroic spirit arrives."

"The third heroic spirit arrives."

"The fall of the fall, falling, falling, falling, and falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, and falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, and falling downward. <"

I wish that clusters of boiling spiritual light would fall down from the wall, like vast light pillars falling from the sky and piercing Wu Xiaode's back.

He suddenly stood up, his injuries all over his body healed quickly, and he looked as if he was not injured.

Densely packed spells were spread all over his body.

This is the heroic spirits taking action together!

Various healing techniques burst out from his body, so he won't be crushed to pieces like Ulysses.

The strength level of the heroic spirits is much higher than that of Ulysses.

At this time, Wu Xiaode finally escaped from danger temporarily.

He took another breath, took several deep breaths, and then said:

"Thank you for your help."

A calm and vicissitudes of voice sounded from his mouth:

"Fortunately, your wish wall can guide us to come - needless to say, resisting the disaster is the wish of all of us."

He said to himself again:

"Everyone, be careful. This is an unprecedented battle for us."

The next moment.

Countless voices sounded from Wu Xiaode:

"I understand, Human Emperor."

"Who dares to be careless?"

"This is pure power of immeasurable calamity..."

"It's changing!"

"Quick, be careful!"

"The second wave of calamity is erupting!"

"It's changing its form and turning into some kind of calamity skill!"

"Prevent with all your strength!"

"preparation--"

Wu Xiaode stood there with his head lowered.

The majestic and vast calamity force ejected from his body and turned into a roaring tornado around him.
To be continued...