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"Your Majesty the Saint, is this movement too loud? I think it's better to rest for a while."

"Your Excellency, this bronze cube is a very ancient seal. When it is damaged, it will release various attacks. Please stop first."

boom--

A stream of magic spells flew up from the bronze cube, all hitting Wu Xiaode.

But it's no use.

The entire bronze cube continued to turn faster, releasing a barrage of attack spells, hitting Wu Xiaode one after another.

The next second.

More attack spells burst out, rushing toward Wu Xiaode like a stormy sea.

However, he was like a solid rock, standing unmoving amid countless spells.

——When he performs "Ji·Dragon-Snake Landing", he is in an "invincible" state.

Only the evil demon "Hu" had ever injured him when he was in an "invincible" state.

As for other existences——

Don’t even think about it!

He just punched in the air.

boom!

The dark giant fist hit the bronze cube from top to bottom with all its strength, directly creating a deep crater.

——It was knocked out another level of health!

The old man took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and couldn't help but said:

"Your Majesty the Saint, this seal of our family is still of great use! Please show your respect!"

Wu Xiaode paused, turned around and said with a smile:

"What do you mean by inheriting antiquities?"

"Your Excellency, it's like this-"

The old man looked at him and explained: "Once you get the heritage artifact, the other major forces will know about it immediately and they will come to snatch it."

"I see, that's great. This way I don't have to run from house to house." Wu Xiaode said happily.

The old man stared at her and said with a calm expression:

"You may not know that our four major forces combined can still have some confidence in dealing with a saint's clone."

"Come on, you all come together." Wu Xiaode said without caring.

Along with his words, the giant hand of darkness raised high——

boom!!!

Amidst the deafening sound, the bronze cube lost one level of health again.

——It's almost out of blood!

The old man's mouth twitched, a look of pain flashed in his eyes, and he shouted:

"Molten Heart Surge, open!"

The airtight magic attack suddenly stopped.

The two-person tall bronze treasure chest made a "clucking, clucking, clucking" sound and slowly unfolded in front of Wu Xiaode.

What I saw inside was a broken card floating in mid-air.

This card is only a quarter of the size of the complete card, and you can't tell what it originally was.

"This is it!"

Thunder Monkey said.

Wu Xiaode reached out and made a move, and the broken card immediately flew into his hand.

A "?" was slowly typed on the Book of Evil Spirits.

Wu Xiaodehun said indifferently:

"It's okay. I'll know what kind of card this is when I get the other three."

He smiled again and patted the Molten Fortress Lord on the shoulder and said:

"How much, I'll give it to you."

"Your Majesty the Saint, you are here in disguise, and you may not have heard of an old saying we have here." The old man smiled bitterly.

"What words?"

"A strong dragon will not overwhelm a local snake."

"Oh, I've heard this before - but you really don't want any compensation?" Wu Xiaode said,

The old man tentatively said: "We are all going to take action against you in a while to test your strength. Please understand."

"It turns out that this is what is meant by the saying that a strong dragon does not overwhelm local snakes." Wu Xiaode sighed.

The void opens.

Countless undead people filled the sky.

The old man said politely:

"Look, Your Excellency, as I said, the armies of our four major families are enough to sweep across the entire world. We are still somewhat sure of dealing with you."

His whole body's momentum also increased.

At the same time, groups of undead cavalry also emerged from the Molten Castle.

Wu Xiaode grinned and said:

"You think you are a local coward? But I think I am a local coward."

"—All of them are going to be reincarnated."

The voice fell.

All upcoming attacks are stopped.

All the roars and shouts of the undead suddenly stopped.

The whole world fell into dead silence.

Next to Wu Xiaode, the Book of Evil Spirits opened, revealing lines of small bronze characters:

"You are the master of Shiwansenluo Palace in the Netherworld."

"You activated professional skills:"

"Always match your destiny."

"Every existence that enters the netherworld will have its destination decided by you and cannot be disobeyed."

"Violating your decision will be the enemy of the Netherworld. They will be cursed for eternity and will never be able to find the Netherworld again."

Wu Xiaode took a look at the skill description and couldn't help but recall the monster in the pyramid.

——In the Netherworld, once your official position reaches a certain level, you can no longer advance.

Even such a being can only serve as a career promotion officer forever.

After hanging around in the Nether World for so long, I also had dealings with the Lord of the Molten Castle.

——This castle owner is in the same situation.

Therefore, high-end professions in the Nether World are extremely rare.

However, I was promoted to three levels all of a sudden.

No.

Previously, the Nightmare Hall Master was also obtained by upgrading two levels in a row from a rare profession.

This is a five-level promotion in a row from the official position that was discontinued!

If there is anyone in the Netherworld whose official position exceeds his own——

That would not be an existence at the level of the Lord of the Molten Castle, let alone those existences that are listed as one of the four major forces with him!

This logic is easy to follow.

So Wu Xiaode looked at the dark undead with ease and joy at this moment.

"Huh?"

"You still won't go?"

He sat down on the steps in front of the lawn with a smile, rested his chin on his hands, and looked at the strange undead and said:
To be continued...