Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 285 - 253: Little Wu’s Fight!

Chapter 285: Chapter 253: Little Wu’s Fight!

Wu Xiaode had never imagined that Demon Gods could be shot to death.

Generally speaking,

Demon Gods and ghosts shouldn’t exist at all.

But when you witness Demon Gods, ghosts, and Divine spirits with your own eyes and know they truly exist—

They end up being shot to death.

How absurd and unbelievable that is.

The One-eyed Giant and the Enchanting Demon were hit by several bullets, fell into a pool of blood, and were motionless.

The prison guards who had opened fire seemed to be in a dreamlike state, ignoring what had happened before their eyes, all of them left, vacating the dining hall.

—What’s going on?

Wu Xiaode stood holding his breath in the midst of the fog, quietly waiting for several moments.

Suddenly, above the corpses of the One-eyed Giant and the Enchanting Demon, two glowing objects appeared quietly.

"Hurry, put the Tokens into your bag before they get away!"

Li Kunlun urged repeatedly.

"Are they useful?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Of course! Hurry up, this is of great importance, don’t—"

Li Kunlun’s voice abruptly stopped.

Two bronze hands emerged from the Void, gently pinching, and grabbed the two glowing objects.

The light dissipated.

They were two black Tokens.

As soon as the Tokens were grasped, their glow retracted, and the corpses of the Demon Gods on the ground also disappeared.

"I seem to have one of those Tokens," Wu Xiaode thought to himself.

He heard Li Kunlun speak rapidly, "These are Tokens from the Demon God palace of parallel world number 3543. Having them qualifies you to compete for the position of Demon God."

Wu Xiaode looked towards the Book of the Dead.

Lines of ice crystal small characters emerged accordingly:

"You have obtained the second Death Demon Cave Token."

"You have obtained the Pink Demon Prison Token."

The Death Demon Cave is the first layer of the palace guarded by the One-eyed Giant.

The Pink Demon Prison is naturally the fourth layer guarded by the Enchanting Demon.

—But what use are these?

"What use are these?" he asked Li Kunlun directly.

"I’ve heard the Demon Gods mention that being a guardian of the palace harbors some secret—it’s about a Divine Weapon of the entire sin prison, but their knowledge is limited," Li Kunlun said.

After speaking, he began to eat a loaf of bread voraciously.

Strangely, as he continued to eat, his previously gaunt frame gradually became fuller.

—Can he recover this quickly?

Li Kunlun noticed Little Wu’s gaze, shrugged, and said, "This is my innate ability, quick, get me some more food."

"Eat more? Aren’t you going to burst with such a large plate of bread?" Wu Xiaode exclaimed in amazement.

"The food I consume is directly transformed into energy—only one bread left, I must eat something else, please," Li Kunlun said.

Wu Xiaode was speechless.

At that moment, the injured chef was also helped out of the kitchen by two colleagues.

There was no one around.

"I’ll go to the kitchen to get you some food," Wu Xiaode said.

"You won’t be in danger, will you?"

"I’m not a Demon God."

Wu Xiaode entered the kitchen, searched around for a while, and found a pile of steamed buns in the steamer.

The large iron pot still held a full pot of thin gruel.

Wu Xiaode tasted a mouthful, which somewhat resembled thin rice porridge, but with a hint of added flavor.

Is this what the prisoners eat?

Forget it, after all, Li Kunlun now had food.

He directly carried out the steamer full of buns and the large iron pot and placed them on the dining table.

—These were enough to feed dozens of people.

"Are you satisfied now?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Enough! Enough!"

Li Kunlun’s eyes sparkled as he grabbed a bun and began to gnaw on it.

He was like a starving ghost reborn, taking a few bites of a bun, then a mouthful of the thin porridge, eating almost frantically.

"How long has it been since you’ve eaten anything?" Wu Xiaode clicked his tongue.

"Talking about it would only bring tears," Li Kunlun shook his head.

Wu Xiaode watched him eat and gradually noticed something not quite right.

Li Kunlun was not a Demon God and didn’t need to get involved with the affairs of Death Demon Cave; therefore, he didn’t have to worry about his safety.

But watching him eat, it seemed as if he was racing against time.

What could be so urgent?

Li Kunlun seemed to know what Wu Xiaode wanted to ask and waved his hands repeatedly, "Don’t ask, let me finish eating first, then I’ll explain in detail."

Wu Xiaode glanced at the pile of buns and sighed, "You eat first, I’ll come back to check on you later."

"My safety—"

"Rest assured, you’re very safe."

Wu Xiaode waved his hand, releasing a misty fog that enveloped Li Kunlun and the table and chairs, before turning and quickly walking away.

Satan had taken Abraham to the Prison Director’s office.

Gjestastav was there.

Her first Awakening skill was Fiery Flame, and with an ambush in conjunction with Satan, they should be able to handle Abraham, right?

—It’s better to go and check.

Wu Xiaode made his way through the corridor, quickening his pace toward the Prison Director’s office.

After walking for a short while, a sudden explosive roar sounded ahead.

Who was fighting?

With a flash, Wu Xiaode crossed the lengthy corridor and landed on the iron railing, looking across at the Prison Director’s office.

The door to the Prison Director’s office was already open.

Satan and Gjestastav stood at the doorway.

Not far from them stood another Satan, as well as a man in a yellow robe.

"How embarrassing, I never thought that another me would need the protection of a Black Dragon," Satan mocked.

The man in the yellow robe— he must be the other Demon God, Rajax, that Satan mentioned.

He laughed loudly, "Boss, the other you seems to lack power, shall I just finish him off?"

Wu Xiaode looked around.

No police had appeared.

The Demon Gods were fighting each other... and Death Demon Cave didn’t care?

"Nina." Wu Xiaode called softly.

"Yes, the battles between the Demon Gods are neither intervened in nor managed by Death Demon Cave, and they will not alarm the people of the real world to intervene," Nina said.

"What about me, then?"

"You can decide according to your own thoughts," Nina responded.

Wu Xiaode pondered for a moment.

Seemingly aware of what he was thinking, a bronze hand stealthily approached Rajax—

Only Rajax shouted loudly:

"Go to hell! This move of mine is enough to send you on your way!"

Gjestastav’s hands burst into fiery flames, yet she did not attack; she just guarded Satan.

Little Wu had warned her of the perils within.

If possible, do not act!

Rajax raised his hand with a sweep—

In the blink of an eye, Wu Xiaode activated "Heaven’s Will".

A line of ice crystal characters appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"You’ve activated ’Heaven’s Will,’ discerning the opponent’s abilities:"

"Low-level shock wave."

"A Break Defense class Destruction Skill that is released from the palm, annihilating flesh and creations."

"To be released in 1 second."

It’s a Destruction Skill!

With one thought from Wu Xiaode, the bronze hand suddenly flashed out of the Void, shoving Rajax’s hand forcefully—

Rajax, who was in the midst of casting a spell, suddenly felt his hand slip, and the spell veered off course.

Boom!

A fierce blaze of light struck the room at the end of the corridor, blasting a big hole through it.

Looking through the large hole into the room, one could see it filled with various types of guns and equipment.

—Clearly this was an armory.

The guns were scattered all over the floor by the spell, many utterly dismantled, obviously rendered unusable.

"What is this?"

Rajax’s face paled with shock, striking out at the bronze hand.

But the bronze hand did not tangle with him, instead disappearing back into the Void.

"Boss!"

Rajax looked towards Satan.

"I couldn’t detect it either—this hand is neither my magic nor the Black Dragon’s; there must be someone else here," Satan said calmly.

Wu Xiaode was not startled, but he relaxed his eyebrows.

By rights, a single gun would probably be worth at least a few thousand.

Rajax had destroyed an entire armory!

The standard for prosecution for damaging public property is over five thousand yuan; this could already be a legal case.

—Destruction of public property, an especially enormous amount!

The law will not let him off!

As Wu Xiaode was contemplating, he saw the doors of the surrounding rooms all open, with prison guards walking out from inside.

They looked at Rajax expressionlessly, raising their pistols.

"Hahahaha, you guys actually think you can kill me with such primitive, ancient things?"

Rajax couldn’t help but burst into uproarious laughter.

Dadadadadadadada!

The sound of rapid gunfire rang out.

Rajax’s eyes widened, disbelieving as he looked down at the bullet holes in his body.

At the same time, Satan beside him immediately reacted.

"That invisible person must be your reliance, but sadly, relying on just that hand won’t be enough to defeat me," Satan said in a low voice with deep malice. "Now that I know, I must not damage various apparatus and buildings. Next, it’s my turn to take you down."

With a wave of his hand—

All manner of weapons suddenly appeared mid-air.

These weapons were wrapped in endless surges of power, giving one a feeling of fear just by looking.

"Be careful," the Prison Director in front of the gate shouted, "This move is the Thought-form Weapon Skill, which turns thoughts into weapons and won’t be interrupted by any external force!"

Wu Xiaode cursed inwardly.

—You in full form, even with just one skill, are so powerful.

—Why would you bother to probe into the secrets of the Pink Demon Prison?

Now do I have to clean up after you?

He shook his head, whispering, "Heavenly Water Army."

Having read it, he looked up at the Book of the Dead—

Indeed, he had lost 0.5 Merit!

Feeling the sting, Wu Xiaode snapped his fingers with a grimace.

Among the mist, a bronze hand quietly appeared, reaching for his waist.

"You’ve got the wrong one," Wu Xiaode barked.

The hand paused then grasped the hilt of the Chi Xiao Sword, gently drew the long sword, and vanished into the mist.

At that moment, there was a new change in the field—

A voice came from the ceiling:

"Stop."

All the weapons that were poised and ready hung in mid-air, immobile.

Then, another voice followed:

"No way, no way, could it be that someone needs so many weapons to show off in a fight?"

Yet another voice emerged:

"What did that Satan do wrong, that you have to use so many weapons against him?"

A third voice:

"All these weapons are the result of thought; why do you need to use so many controlled blades? Is it because you lack confidence in yourself?"

A fourth voice:

"Forget the weapons; they’re not at fault. The fault lies with this guy’s heart; he wants to kill!"

Satan’s gaze flashed, shouting continuously: "Word spell? You won’t negate my spells with linguistic correctness!"

Wu Xiaode was taken aback.

Satan was impressive! Even the Ancient Navy could detect a clue.

Could he break his own spell?

Wu Xiaode held his breath and looked toward the center of the room.

Only to see Satan roar:

"As a Demon God, we are born to fight!"

"Moreover, my battle and I are acknowledged by the Pink Demon Prison, and that is the truth!"

His voice was so loud that it completely suppressed all of the Heavenly Water Army’s voices.

All the voices gradually faded away.

Satan’s mouth twitched, about to show a smile, but then he heard some noise from the ceiling again.

A faint voice echoed:

"Leaving aside the facts, are you necessarily in the right?"

Satan was stunned.

Leaving aside the facts?

Then what?

At the same time, Wu Xiaode looked up at the Book of the Dead.

Two lines of ice crystal characters appeared there:

"The opponent’s Summon Divine Weapon Skill has been deemed invalid!"

"Spell failure against the opponent, and temporarily unable to use it!"