The mantra text turned into an ancient and mysterious pattern.
The majestic aura of death surged out from it and quickly spread into Zhuang Wuming's body.
After just ten minutes, Zhuang Wuming's body had already experienced a baptism.
His physical strength has directly improved a lot.
The most important thing is that the aura of death fills his body, and he can release the powerful mantra of death at any time.
Opening his eyes and feeling the breath of death in his body, Zhuang Wuming looked at a tree.
This tree is ten meters high and one meter in diameter. It is probably hundreds of years old.
The root system is all over the ground and has strong vitality.
"die."
Zhuang Wuming spoke the truth and granted death to the tree.
Thirty percent of the death aura in his body disappeared out of thin air.
At the same time, the century-old tree in front of me seemed to have suffered some great misfortune.
The leaves continue to wither and fall rapidly, and the branches lose moisture and become dry and cracked.
The main pole was decaying rapidly as if thousands of years had passed, accompanied by a breeze.
The sky was filled with ashes, and the century-old tree died directly.
Zhuang Wuming was thoughtful during the process of casting it, "This "Mantra of Death" is a spell that directly points to the truth."
"All mantras contain the truth of death."
"Each level of mantra is part of the truth of death. The highest level of cultivation can probably reach the level of gray cards."
"As for higher levels, there is no record in this "Death Mantra"."
"I don't know if there are advanced spells."
"But for now, it seems that it is enough."
Gazing across himself, Zhuang Wuming's body's biological level had reached the true second level.
"Now it seems that I should be able to enter the city, but I need to change my clothes first."
After thinking about it, Zhuang Wuming's whole body was filled with the aura of underworld.
In the next moment, Huang Quan wiped away the clothes on his body.
Then the power of reincarnation turned into a black robe and enveloped him, and a mysterious aura emerged spontaneously.
After making all preparations, Zhuang Wuming approached the city again.
This time, he exuded the aura of a strong man, and the guards at the city gate did not stop him.
He didn't even ask, letting him easily enter the city.
Entering the city, what Zhuang Wuming saw was a very advanced city.
Various neon lights are filled with different power fluctuations, obviously coming from different systems.
But the form of expression is the same, very luxurious and dazzling, and the whole city is shrouded in all kinds of brilliance.
The streets are wide, with traffic passages above and human-shaped roads below.
The whole city is filled with a magical atmosphere, with wizards' brooms, sci-fi airships, cultivators flying with swords, and all kinds of powerful mounts.
Various existences are powerful and terrifying. This is a world that truly integrates countless magical existences.
And this is just an ordinary continent, unnoticed in the entire super-dimensional space and time.
After wandering around for a few minutes, Zhuang Wuming already knew that this place was similar to other eras.
Having money can make you go around, but having no money makes it difficult to move forward.
"Let's get some money now. Only when we have money can we take action."
He wandered around for several hours and had a general grasp of the city's situation.
There are various organizations here, some of them recruit people and some don't.
Among them, his favorite is the killer organization. This kind of organization can make money quickly and is well-informed. It is the most suitable for him to hide his identity.
Moreover, this kind of organization improves its status very quickly.
As long as you are strong enough, operate carefully, and win their trust, you can easily break through.
However, it is not that easy to find the killer organization. Someone needs to lead the way.
After thinking for a while, Zhuang Wuming began to carefully observe the creatures around him.
He is Pluto, the ruler of death.
Very sensitive to any smell related to death.
In his eyes, every person would be surrounded by various faint traces of death.
The heavier the traces of death, the more lives are killed; the smaller the traces, the fewer people are killed.
At this time, he paid a little attention and found his target.
An ordinary-looking foreign man, he had one eye and some scales on his hands. It could be vaguely seen that his body was covered with dense traces of death.
This man killed at least thousands of creatures.
"That's him."
In this world, many people cannot hide their secrets.
In front of people with power, they are like transparent people.
Zhuang Wuming's current life level is not high, but because he has the five power essence cards of Netherland.
The principles he mastered have surpassed most of the top experts in extra-dimensional time and space.
Even in this golden age, he is still strong enough to be ranked among the top.
Most people have no possibility of hiding in front of him.
Following the mysterious alien man who was favored by the traces of death, he soon came to a hidden alleyway.
There is a door in the passage. The dark door has no decoration at all.
Seeing the foreign man walking into it, Zhuang Wuming followed him.
Pushing open the door, a deep corridor appeared in front of Zhuang Wuming.
Without hesitation, he walked directly into the corridor and walked towards the end.
In just a few minutes, he walked along the deep corridor to the end, and a quiet hall appeared in his eyes.
In front of him were tables, which seemed to be a place for people to rest.
There are a lot of people here at this time, some are sitting here drinking something, and some are waiting for something.
But without exception, everyone wore various robes to cover their appearance.
There is a counter on one side of the hall, and there are more than a dozen staff there, some of whom are humans and some of whom are aliens.
But basically they are all female characters.
On the side of the counter is a screen-like display with a lot of text written on it.
Zhuang Wuming took a closer look and saw that it was the lingua franca of extra-dimensional space and time.
He once used the card language all night long, so he understood the meaning of this common language.
"Assassination of Mayor Jack."
"Snipe and kill the Heart-Splitting Pirates in the Borderlands."
"Assassinate the commander of the White Hand organization in the border war zone, no restrictions."
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Looking at this information, Zhuang Wuming knew that he had found the right place. This was a killer organization.
Although it was an era countless years ago, the language has never changed.
After Zhuang Wuming observed it for a few minutes, he came directly to the counter.
The person who received him was a female staff member with a beautiful appearance.
In this world, there is abundant energy, real life forms have almost no physical defects, and every life form can achieve the best growth.
Your own genes will maximize your own advantages and will not cause deformities, so there are very few ugly people.