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Chapter 987 Mirror, wake up

Everything seemed to attract his attention.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhuang Wuming's mouth, "It's quite interesting."

"Then let me see what you are."

With one step, Zhuang Wuming arrived directly at the entrance of the pyramid.

The entrance here is a long corridor and a damaged door, with half of it still left.

Apparently something had broken down the door?

After taking a few steps into it, Zhuang Wuming saw a corridor covered with traces of various battles.

The ground is black ashes, a pure ashes that no longer contains any energy, rules, or principles.

Looking at the ashes at his feet, Zhuang Wuming shook his head.

"It should be the only trace left of the killed life form."

Zhuang Wuming's eyes were cold, and the distant music in front of him came again.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared behind Zhuang Wuming.

He quietly watched Zhuang Wuming walking into the pyramid.

He just watched and did nothing, as if he was an outsider.

And Zhuang Wuming didn't know that there was a dark shadow watching him from behind.

"A living person from outside? It's a pity that it's too late."

"There is no hope, no hope anywhere."

With a faint sigh, the black shadow gradually turned into wind and sand and disappeared into the passage.

At this time, Zhuang Wuming also walked through the long corridor and came into the huge empty hall.

This hall looked like it had experienced countless battles, and the floor was covered with a thick layer of black ash.

Occasionally, some armor can be seen buried among the ashes.

These armors have not decayed yet, and have a metallic luster that seems to last for countless years.

Zhuang Wuming randomly picked up the remains of a piece of armor.

A flick of the finger.

There was a metallic crunch.

There is a special atmosphere permeating these metals.

It is this kind of breath that allows them to go through such a long time without being destroyed.

However, with Zhuang Wuming's flick, something seemed to have changed in the hall.

On the ground covered by ashes, nine figures slowly rose.

These figures are completely illusory, and they look like ghosts at first glance, and they don't even have a specific form.

At this time they seemed to wake up from their distant slumber.

Then nine eyes quickly locked on Zhuang Wuming.

A strange doomsday wave rose from them and rushed towards Zhuang Wuming.

The nine attacks directed at the soul seemed to swallow Zhuang Wuming's soul clean.

But he launched a soul attack on Zhuang Wuming, the king of the dead who holds the real name.

That is, playing with the sword in front of Guan Gong's gate, and playing with the ax in front of the gate.

The power of reincarnation flashed slightly.

The power of reincarnation covering the whirlpool swept past the nine figures rushing toward him.

The existence of these nine doomsdays was instantly involved in reincarnation and directly turned into ashes.

Without looking at the doomsday attacking him, his gaze fell on the center of the hall.

In the center of the hall is a huge mirror.

Antique mirror, exotic style, golden frame.

The mirror surface, a deep silver color, looks completely different.

The mirror is several meters tall.

After a few steps, I came to the front of the mirror and looked at the golden frame.

It is densely packed with countless strange words written on it.

Looking at these words, Zhuang Wuming was thoughtful.

"interesting."

"This pyramid is obviously an important place in this world."

"If you don't put anything, put a mirror here, there is obviously something wrong."

"The words on the frame should answer some questions for me."

"I quickly memorized the words on the frame and embodied them in my mind."

There are more than 3,000 types of these characters.

As they appeared in the soul, the black card controlled by Zhuang Wuming trembled, and these words were swallowed into it.

After a few seconds, a stream of information flowed into Zhuang Wuming's mind.

"Hey, this mirror actually opens the entrance to some kind of passage."

Recalling the dilapidated scene outside, Zhuang Wuming thought thoughtfully, "Is this an escape?"

Just as Zhuang Wuming was thinking, suddenly, the whole world began to tremble violently.

It seems that some terrible power suddenly appeared in this world.

This huge pyramid palace began to tremble.

Countless boulders began to fall from the pyramid as it trembled, and the pyramid seemed to be collapsing.

Zhuang Wuming frowned and raised his hand.

The huge mirror in front of me was absorbed into the real underworld.

Although the real underworld is a black card, it is a special time and space that really exists.

Can hold any substance.

The next moment, his figure flashed and he had already rushed out of the pyramid.

When he came outside, he looked towards the land shrouded in thick fog.

A huge shadow came from the distance.

Everything is falling apart wherever it goes.

Any building shadow will collapse into ruins after it passes by.

Watch that huge existence coming towards here.

Zhuang Wuming thought thoughtfully, "This place has existed for so many years and has not been destroyed. I encountered this kind of disaster as soon as I came here."

"It should be because I killed the nine low-level Doomsdays just now, and the Doomsdays of this world reacted."

"It seems that the end of this world has not left, but has fallen into a deep sleep."

Zhuang Wuming had no intention of resisting this doomsday.

Everything in this world is unknown and has obviously been destroyed.

Maybe there is a more powerful doomsday sleeping.

If the awakening of the doomsday is based on the continuous elimination of each level of doomsday.

The more doomsdays he destroys, the more powerful the doomsdays he awakens will be.

Just now he casually eliminated nine low-level Doomsdays, and then one such powerful Doomsday appeared.

So if this doomsday is also destroyed, how many powerful doomsdays will be summoned.

After much consideration, he decided not to fight against this doomsday.

His whole body was enveloped in the whirlpool of reincarnation, and his breath was intact, and he disappeared here in the next moment.

After avoiding the attack of the huge doomsday creature, he continued to fly in this huge world with no boundaries yet.

Below are the ruins of buildings. It seems that all the ground in this world is made up of countless cities.

There is no other empty land.

This is a very strange world. As Zhuang Wuming quickly moved away, the giant doomsday creature in the distance escaped his senses and sight.

He has flown at least a thousand kilometers away, and is still surrounded by countless buildings.

It seems that this area of ​​buildings is endless, with no end in sight.

At this time, a tall tower-like building appeared in his eyes, and then he stopped.

Towers, in many civilizations, represent places of high status, and generally store a lot of information.


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