Wu Xiaode felt that he had lost his center of gravity and his whole body was floating.

He opened his eyes and looked around.

In the gloomy and dark deep sea, nothing can be seen.

Is this actually the sea?

Wu Xiaode reached out and gently squeezed the sea water.

No, this is not sea water.

Due to the overly cold touch and the suffocating feeling of being unable to breathe, this place looks like an ocean.

This feeling is like the hallucination that occurred after being sacrificed by the ladder to heaven in the capital cathedral.

——What on earth is this place?

While Wu Xiaode was wondering, he suddenly saw the Book of the Dead unfolding in front of his eyes, revealing lines of small ice crystal characters:

"Please note."

"This is the passage world from life to death."

"You are in the middle between life and death, but due to the exploration of fairies, you are about to go to a gathering point in the middle."

The next moment——

Bang!

Wu Xiaode fell heavily to the ground.

He immediately got up, flew out, directly into the mist, and drifted away quietly.

He didn't stop until he was a few hundred meters away, stood in the silent magic mist, and looked back.

really.

A huge figure fell heavily to the ground, creating a shallow crater.

Thanks to the goblin's teleportation spell, the giant spider demon was brought to this "interdimensional world" by himself.

The "god of death" is still attached to the spider demon!

So.

Can it still harvest Zhao Zhibing?

You released a spell in one world, but you want it to take effect in another world——

There seems to be something wrong with this.

The corner of Wu Xiaode's mouth curled up, and he stepped back step by step, staring closely at the giant demon spider.

"Come out! Despicable guy!"

The demon spider roared.

mean?

Wu Xiaode narrowed his eyes.

As long as I can defeat you, I will defeat you. Why bother to team up with you for an adventure?

"Where on earth did you teleport me to? Come out and talk!" the demon spider roared irritably.

Wu Xiaode put his pockets in his pockets and slowly backed away.

At this moment, his heart was filled with joy and he even wanted to whistle.

Considering that his soul power has returned to zero.

He endured it.

He wanted to find a knife again and let the dirty devil take it to stab the spider in the throat.

Considering that both of his knives were shattered.

He held back again.

Forget it, as this "God of Death" said, where exactly is this place?

Wu Xiaode looked around.

The sky is black.

The place where he stood was a rocky wilderness.

There was no grass growing on the ground.

The cracks in the rocks are filled with decayed bones.

From time to time, some luminous things flashed past in the sky.

Under the gloomy lead clouds, the cold wind kept blowing.

Soon.

Cold rain falls from the sky.

Wu Xiaode stretched his neck and looked into the distance, and could vaguely see a brightly lit city at the end of the night.

Is there a city?

The Book of the Dead records many things. Does it have any commentary on this brand new world?

Wu Xiaode stretched out his hand and made a move——

The Book of the Dead suddenly fell down and opened in front of his eyes, revealing lines of small words in ice crystals:

"The current world: the land of the Holy Name."

"This is a gathering point for humanity."

"You cannot leave this world."

"Unless your soul power reaches 20 points, participate in the 20-point soul power camp trial, and successfully gain recognition."

"In that case, this book can use the coordinate identification of the trial to allow you to leave the interlayer and return to the previous world after the trial."

Very good.

If you can't go back, can the God of Death also not go back?

Wu Xiaode stared at the mourners' souls from a distance.

It moved its eight legs and slowly turned on the spot, seeming to be observing the changes around it.

after awhile.

A shadow emerged from it.

It was a monster wearing a tattered black robe.

There are a row of eyes on each side of its cheeks, and each one is different.

On the front of the head is a large mouth, with countless fangs protruding from the mouth.

Long thorns like fleshy tendons sprouted from the body, dancing in the wind.

The dead souls were hung in the air by long thorns, 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.

--grim Reaper.

The god of death separated from the soul of the mourner and quietly fell to the ground.

It quietly observed its surroundings and did not move for a while.

After a few breaths, it will pierce a long thorn into the soul of the mourner.

The mourner of the soul immediately spun silk thread and outlined lines of large characters:

"I know you are nearby. Let us shake hands and make peace for now and face the world together."

"Please come out and meet me."

Wu Xiaode watched silently, but didn't pay attention at all.

I am not a fool.

Time passes slowly.

The God of Death stood there without moving, looking a little dazed.

Too.

It is the "god of death" created by the demon gods. Besides harvesting valuable souls, what else can it do?

There is no mission objective here!

more importantly--

It has not left this world.
To be continued...