Lines of small words in ice crystals appear on the page:

"You have gained the admiration and recognition of the 271 dead soldiers."

"This book resonates with their souls and gains the following skills:"

"Basic fighting, basic reconnaissance, elementary firearms use, level 1 rock climbing, mortar operation steps, radio guide, introduction to bayonet fighting..."

"The above are all common skills. They cannot be sacrificed to the Silent Demonic Mist. You can only keep them and master them yourself."

“Start mastering!”

Wu Xiaode only felt a pain in his brain.

"Well……"

He groaned and covered his forehead with his hands.

"What's wrong with you?" the leader asked keenly.

"It's okay, I remembered my mobile phone. I broke it and can no longer use it." Wu Xiaode concealed it.

Countless military knowledge and skills flooded into his mind, so much so that he mastered them immediately.

After all, his physical fitness has been nourished by soul power, and he has mastered "arcane knowledge". Whether it is knowledge or skills, he has everything at his fingertips.

"Come on, the emperor gave you a mobile phone specially designed for downloading movies, but you are still pretending here." Xiao Baihong said.

"The emperor gave him a mobile phone? What happened?" Falcon asked with interest.

Xiao Baihong proudly told the story.

Everyone found it interesting.

But the group leader said cautiously: "You must keep the mobile phone your Majesty gave you."

"Why?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Others think that this emperor is unreasonable and cynical in his actions, but in fact, every move he makes has profound meanings," the group leader pointedly said.

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

After Wu Xiaode finished speaking, he walked over, pulled Xiao Baihong, and ran forward quickly.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Xiao Baihong couldn't help but said.

"On our way." Wu Xiaode said coldly.

"I need to eat. Eat to restore my soul power so that I can have the strength to fight!" Xiao Baihong protested.

"Let's go on our way first! Let's talk about eating later!" Wu Xiaode said.

He took the lead and started running.

The rest of the team immediately followed.

After all, the martial arts masters are on the move. In such an environment, the martial arts masters may have something to consider but have no time to say anything. Everyone must form cooperation as soon as possible.

He ran for a while.

Wu Xiaode suddenly saw several lush trees.

The knowledge of the soldiers immediately came to mind.

"This is a natural hiding place... suitable for ambush and rest. Has anyone stayed here before?"

Wu Xiaode thought for a while and jumped up the tree to take a look.

really.

There were several automatic rifles hidden in the trees, as well as a small amount of marching supplies.

——It must be those soldiers who stayed here.

Xiao Baihong looked at it from the side and asked curiously: "Is there an army here?"

"I don't know, we'd better move on and take a look." Wu Xiaode said.

He suddenly felt something. He was about to raise his head when he saw the Book of the Dead suddenly fly up and spread out directly in front of his eyes.

Small words that seemed to be cast in blood appeared on the page:

"Don't look at it! Don't look at it! Don't look at it!"

"You have to pretend you can't see it."

"Just ignore it!"

"Please communicate with your companions normally and leave here with reasonable reasons as soon as possible so that you can survive!"

"This book has been put into isolation mode, so that all undead souls cannot detect the existence of this book!"

What does it mean?

Wu Xiaode was a little surprised, and then——

He saw the most terrifying thing to date.

On the towering tree opposite, there was a dark thing, about two people tall, that looked like a giant eagle.

The tattered black robe covered its figure so that Wu Xiaode could only see its face.

There are a row of eyes on both cheeks, and the front of the head is a large mouth with countless fangs protruding from the mouth, piercing various remaining flesh and blood organs.

On this monster's body, long thorns like fleshy tendons danced in the wind.

Every tendril of flesh was tied into a knot, hanging each soul in the air, unable to move.

The dead souls looked desperate, as if they were suffocated, and all had their mouths wide open, as if they were wailing silently.

The monster hung there upside down, motionless.

A new line of small bloody words appeared on the Book of the Dead:

“Discovering the alien ‘god’:”

"The hanging god of death."

"Warning: Do not attract its attention and let it sense the power of death in you, otherwise your soul will become its nourishment."
Chapter completed!