In the midst of a wind-blown sandstorm.
A steel Battle Armor, about five to six ters tall, continuously marched forward.
It slowly approached the edge of the Hell Rift and peered down.
All that could be seen were densely packed ghost soldiers lying on the scorching rock walls, similar to a group of hibernating bats, eyes closed, plunged into deep slumber.
— It seed they too feared the sandstorm that swept through heaven and earth outside.
What to do now?
The steel Battle Armor hesitated a bit.
If it attacked one, and they all woke up, swarming to attack—
This Mobile Battle Armor would definitely not hold out.
A solution had to be found.
The steel battle armor stood for a few monts, its outer shell suddenly full of dents, large and small.
The cha couldn't last much longer!
Suddenly.
The cha raised its arm.
Click—
A chanical heavy gun ejected from the arm, firing bursts of fire straight down into the rift.
Ratatatatata!
Blood splattered everywhere.
One after another, ghost soldiers awaken from their slumber.
Masses of them, hundreds of ghost soldiers let out shrill screams and began rushing toward the steel cha.
The steel cha, as if unaware, released a laser cannon from another steel arm and kept bombarding the area below.
The ghost soldiers went mad.
They swiftly climbed up the rift, rushing toward the steel cha.
However, the ground was dominated by a sandstorm cataclysm.
The ghost soldiers, swept up by the sandstorm, imdiately scread, their flesh stripped bare, leaving only skeletons behind.
But there were too many of them!
The Mobile Battle Armor had already begun to fire while retreating, yet it was still completely overwheld by the incessantly erging ghost soldiers.
From a distance.
The location of the cha resembled a black mound.
Countless ghost soldiers climbed onto the cha, ferociously attacking it, attempting to completely tear it to shreds.
Before the screen, Wu Xiaode gritted his teeth.
"Maximum power, sprint!"
Roar—
The steel cha suddenly erupted with a deep roar, dragging countless ghost soldiers, slowly moving towards a direction away from the town.
The sandstorm assaulted thousands of ghost soldiers, the ghost soldiers furiously attacked the cha, and the cha sprinted with all its might.
The sands were littered with scattered skeletons.
Eventually.
The Mobile Battle Armor could no longer move.
It crashed mightily onto the desert, allowing the increasingly fewer ghost soldiers to attack at will.
The entire cha seed as if it had "died," devoid of any breath or movent.
The ghost soldiers attacked for a while.
The cha still did not move.
It appeared completely damaged.
The actions of the ghost soldiers gradually ceased, and they turned back to look towards the rift.
The enemy was killed already.
Ti to return.
The first ghost soldier began running back.
Imdiately thereafter, all the ghost soldiers abandoned their prey and started running toward the rift.
An abrupt change occurred—
The Mobile Battle Armor suddenly extended a steel hand, grabbed two injured ghost soldiers, and stuffed them into the cockpit that had just opened.
Wu Dade, with one hand each, seized the necks of these two ghost soldiers.
Before the screen, Wu Xiaode, controlling him, jerked his waist—
Whoosh!
The Eternal Guardian Rope pulled hard, instantly bringing Wu Dade and the two ghost soldiers back to the bar!
Thud, thud.
The two ghost soldiers fell down, crashing onto the floor, and before they could react, they t the sharp edge of a bright long knife.
Butterfly Soul Knife, Feixue!
Two heads fell to the ground.
The ghost soldiers stopped moving.
A row of ice crystal characters popped up:
"You have killed five ghost soldiers, please kill the last ghost soldier to advance your skin's power."
Wu Xiaode silently watched these characters.
It had not been easy.
Having lost a Mobile Battle Armor and Wu Dade covered in wounds, it took an imnse effort to capture just two ghost soldiers.
One more to go!
Wu Xiaode sighed, feeling a bit worried.
He had just checked the cha research lab of Shen Feixue.
The remaining materials were insufficient to build another cha.
What to do?
The Holy Shovel could not be used carelessly.
What if in digging, it accidentally broke through a Hell Rift, leading directly to doom?
Perhaps—
He reached out and pulled several one-ter long steel plates from his ring.
A total of five.
Each steel plate was labeled "Special Steel."
For the past five days, each Pangugift had been this type of "Special Steel."
Had no idea what use it could be.
— Perhaps they could be used to build a small steel house, letting Wu Dade shelter in it like a hermit crab, rushing towards the rift?
Hmm…
Though not so graceful, it was nonetheless a thod.
Just as Wu Xiaode was thinking of a way to weld these steel plates, his expression suddenly changed.
He looked toward the center of the bar and saw ripples of the Void emanating there.
Who?
Soone had set an S-class club bar as a teleportation point!
No ti to consider that, first ensure one's own safety!
Wu Xiaode collected the bodies from the ground, and his entire person vanished into the Void, leaving only the wounded Wu Dade standing there.
The next mont.
Light and shadow flickered in the Void.
Thump.
Thump.
Two figures landed.
Emperor Bai!
It was Emperor Bai and one of his followers!
Wu Xiaode squatted in the corner, pulling out the ga controller directly.
"Huh? Your Majesty, you've co back here just like I did!"
Wu Dade said with a smile.
Emperor Bai looked rather disheveled, covered in wounds, no better off than Wu Dade.
His follower collapsed onto the ground, spitting out blood, unconscious.
"Don't ntion it; this sandstorm wasn't even foreseen by my sequence."
Emperor Bai sighed wearily, his gaze swiftly scanning the surroundings.
When he saw the bar had been repaired so solidly, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But the sight of Arian lying flat on the ground made him wary again.
"Who is this—"
"Not sure, he was here when I arrived, ignoring completely; he doesn't seem alive, so I don't know what this thing is." Wu Dade shrugged.
"Let take a look."
Emperor Bai said as he stepped forward, standing beside Arian and reciting a spell under his breath.
The entire bar seed to fall into silence.
—Could Emperor Bai recognize this sequence artifact lying flat?
If he recognized it…
Wu Xiaode stood in the corner, his hand already on the Butterfly Soul sword.
The next second.
Emperor Bai showed a puzzled look, shaking his head:
"Strange, even my 'Sage' sequence has never seen this thing."
"That's unlikely," said Wu Dade.
"Indeed, the 'Sage' can recognize even the last sequence born by Pangu, and even knows its every step after advancing in power and function, but 'Sage' has never seen this thing,"
Emperor Bai said.
—Indeed, probably even the Eternal Saints didn't expect that a sequence could fail like this.
Wu Xiaode saw that Emperor Bai's expression didn't seem feigned, so he restrained himself montarily and did not strike imdiately.
"Hey, who are you?"
Emperor Bai asked Arian.
Arian didn't move, still asleep.
Emperor Bai tried to strike, but hitting Arian elicited no reaction.
"It's definitely not human, perhaps it's so kind of entity from the depths of the Mysterious Sea. After all, there are many mysteries even I have not seen,"
Emperor Bai finally concluded.
All right then.
Whatever you say it is.
Wu Xiaode focused his gaze on Emperor Bai, who was dressed in Special Steel armor shining with the light of Fiery Fla and a white cape on his back.
"Your Majesty, what is this skin?"
Wu Dade asked.
"Oh, the Ghost General skin, pretty impressive," Emperor Bai said boastfully.
Ghost General...
Tsk.
I really want to kill you.
"Dade, how co you don't have a skin?" Emperor Bai asked.
"I've been trapped here from the start, so I haven't made any progress," Wu Dade said calmly.
Emperor Bai looked at him, then at the crude small house cast from Special Steel beside him, and couldn't help but laugh:
"Do you plan to carry this out and hunt down humans?"
"There are no humans around here," Wu Dade said.
Emperor Bai thought so too.
This town, backed by the desert, was extrely desolate with scarcely any population.
It seed, indeed, that Wu Dade was trendously unlucky.
He couldn't help but find it amusing.
In the anti, Wu Xiaode glanced at the unconscious follower on the ground.
The follower was indeed wearing spiked leather armor.
This was a ghost soldier.
I still need to kill one ghost to advance my skin.
Kill it!
Or should I kill Emperor Bai as well?
Wu Xiaode's thoughts raced through his mind.
Kill them all!
The desire to kill rising, Wu Xiaode instantly entered combat mode.
First, kill the follower and upgrade the skin.
Then kill Emperor Bai!
Wu Xiaode moved to the follower's side, took a deep breath, and was just about to strike.
Unbeknownst, a wave of fluctuation transmitted through the Void.
Huh?
Another teleport?
"Is it another follower of your Majesty?"
Wu Dade asked.
Emperor Bai assud a combat stance, shouting lowly, "No, my followers were mostly killed in the sandstorm, be careful!"
"I see," Wu Dade imdiately beca alert.
Wu Xiaode also reluctantly stopped for the mont.
—After all, the situation was unclear, and it was ignorant who might have teleported this ti.
The room fell silent.
Eventually.
The fluctuation in the Void ended.
Three figures landed.
The leader wore Special Steel armor that emitted flas, with ghostly shadows appearing behind him.
Night King!
The Night King arrived here with two of his subordinates!
"Why is it you?"
Emperor Bai and Wu Dade exclaid simultaneously.
The Night King glanced at the newly repaired bar and then looked at the two, quickly noticing their injuries.
His peripheral vision fell on the unconscious follower on the ground.
Solid housing.
Two injured.
One unconscious.
—How will you fight like this?
"Bai? I've long wanted to kill you—watch take you down and take over this place!"
The Night King sneered, making a gesture.
His subordinates imdiately charged at Wu Dade.
The Night King went straight for Emperor Bai.
The fight started entirely unexpectedly!
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