Wu Xiaode put his hand on the statue and slowly looked down.

The red rope tied around the wrist was made of two thin ropes. At this time, one of them broke into several pieces and was blown away by the wind.

There is only one left.

Wu Xiaode looked at the explanation in the Book of the Dead and then at the thin red rope left in his hand, and he suddenly understood.

Has his destiny changed from "Death's Cage" to "The Road to Peace"?

hiss--

There’s something wrong with this long-haired man!

He so diligently hopes that I will work for him, but he wants to kill me?

I have no grudges against him!

Wu Xiaode suddenly remembered when the demon spider crawled on the top of the city and released the death skill——

People went to ask the powerful ones to take action.

As a result, the first person to come forward was this long-haired man.

He can easily defeat the "god of death" and the soul-wishers.

——Is he really that strong?

Wu Xiaode had countless questions in his mind, but he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, my hand slipped. Hey, I've already chosen this, so there's nothing I can do about it. Please forgive me."

The gentle smile on the long-haired man's face gradually disappeared.

He stared at Wu Xiaode coldly, and there was a crackling sound all over his body.

——This is the sound made by all the bones in the body.

"The organization you want to join is the 'Sky Bird'. They are currently busy harvesting souls in a world that is about to be destroyed - they can't care about you for the time being."

The long-haired man said gloomily.

The dwarf became nervous, pulled out two kitchen knives, held them with both hands and kept flying, screaming: "You can't break the rules of the city, Sixth! You can't take action yourself!"

"Of course I know," the long-haired man said, "Since you are so disrespectful, forget it, but when you first join the force, you must face three challenges to determine your strength. This is the rule."

"Yes, this is the rule." The dwarf nodded.

The long-haired man walked slowly down the ring with his hands behind his hands, looking like he was watching a good show on his face.

Ding!

The number sticker in Wu Xiaode's hand suddenly shook.

He looked down and saw a line of small words appearing on the number plate:

"After three battles, you will be judged by a computer and your professional qualifications will be determined."

"Three battles are about to begin."

"The current number of challengers..."

"A total of 197 professionals with title A."

"The number of people exceeds the upper limit."

"Start reporting."

The long-haired man stood at the edge of the ring, slightly twitching his lips, and said: "It is recommended to conduct an undifferentiated urban street battle to conduct the assessment in actual combat."

"I agree." the dwarf said immediately.

A new line of small words quickly appeared on the computer:

"Two title experts conducted a review."

"Approval passed."

"The rules of this battle:"

"Report their respective locations every ten minutes. Lasts for ten seconds."

"If the battle is not completed within one hour, the position of each professional will be reported every five minutes."

"If the battle is not completed within two hours, the position of each profession will be reported every minute."

"If the battle is not completed within three hours, it will be changed to directly display the location of each profession."

"Ten seconds count down, the city street fighting begins!"

Wu Xiaode originally had an apology on his face, but now he couldn't even apologize anymore.

Isn’t it because I didn’t join your force?

You've got 197 A-level masters now, all rushing to fight me?

Do you have to put me to death?

It would be understandable if the long-haired man and the "God of Death" were in the same group.

But why did the dwarf—

Wu Xiaode couldn't help but look at the dwarf.

"I'm sorry, kid," the dwarf said with regret on his face: "You have offended a powerful man. For the sake of the stability of the Holy City, go to the Death World, so that everyone can do better."

Go to the world of death.

Just die.

Wu Xiaode said curiously: "I seem to have no grudge against you."

"There is really no grudge, but I am on the side of our title of strong man, so there is no problem, right?" the dwarf said with a grin.

Wu Xiaode was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's really no problem."

He looked at the long-haired man and saw that the long-haired man was staring at him.

The two looked at each other calmly.

The computer screen keeps counting down.

ten,

Nine,

eight,

"There is no regret medicine in this world. I hope you can remember this after you go to the world of death." The long-haired man said.

Wu Xiaode said thoughtfully: "There is no regret medicine in the world..."

three,

two,

one.

"The battle begins!"

The moment this line of small words appeared on the computer, Wu Xiaode disappeared from the ring.

Almost at the same time——

One after another, figures appeared on the stage.

"Boss."

"Hello, boss."

"Meet the boss!"

The A-level professionals saluted the long-haired man one after another.

"Go, catch the newcomer and kill him." The long-haired man said lightly.

He suddenly remembered the "God of Death"'s instructions and added: "Bring the body back."

"yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

However, everyone looked around and saw no one.

"He ran pretty fast, but the computer has already recorded his appearance and features," one person said.

"Spread out, spread throughout the city, and once we arrive ten minutes later, you will find him immediately," another person said.

"Walk!"

The crowd rushed out of the arena and dispersed in all directions.

Wu Xiaode stood in the invisible fog, watching the situation in front of the ring from a distance.

One hundred and ninety-seven people.

All are top-notch professionals.
To be continued...