Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 72 - 57 Sacrifice

Chapter 72: Chapter 57 Sacrifice

The car started.

Wu Xiaode looked at his phone, only to see that the call had already been disconnected.

The emperor was gone.

Really unreliable.

Then again, in some ways, Zhao Junyu was actually quite similar to him.

Wu Xiaode shook his head and sighed, "Elder Xiao, we’re going to kill someone in a bit."

Xiao Baihong said cautiously, "I know, killing people and stuff is trivial, but there’s something very important between us..."

"What is it?" Wu Xiaode was puzzled.

"That thing, you know, the one I lent you, it helped you out a lot," Xiao Baihong reminded him in an embarrassed tone.

Wu Xiaode had an epiphany.

"Here you go."

He took out the earpiece and threw it over.

Xiao Baihong immediately caught the earpiece and quickly put it in his pocket, pressing on it from the outside.

His entire demeanor was as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders, and he broke into a smile again.

"As for killing, I’m an expert at that. Little Wu, if you don’t feel like getting your hands dirty, I’ll kill them all for you," he said, patting his chest.

"Elder Xiao, that’s really nice of you, then I won’t lift a finger," Wu Xiaode said, touched.

"Five million per head, a ten percent discount for acquaintances. We hit it off at first sight and worked together against guessing magic, so I’ll give you a two percent extra discount. Fair enough, right?" Xiao Baihong said.

"Forget it... I’ll do it myself," Wu Xiaode said woodenly.

By now, it was night.

The streetlights were lit one by one, and the streets were bustling with vehicles and people.

The car was driving smoothly on the road and soon arrived in front of a majestic and imposing church.

Wu Xiaode took a look at the church and said,

"I heard that the number of people in our country who are starting to believe in the Holy Sect is gradually increasing."

"With the appearance of skeleton groups at sea and earthquakes and various phenomena everywhere, these charlatans are probably overjoyed," Xiao Baihong said.

He steered around the main entrance of the church and came to a side road at the back.

The car stopped.

The two got out and looked at the high iron fence, and the deserted garden and grass beyond it.

"There are quite a few surveillance devices," Wu Xiaode said.

"What’s there to be afraid of? I’m an S-class assassin, perfectly capable of acting alone to take out this trash while you rest," Xiao Baihong said, yawning.

"Didn’t you just say five million per head?" Wu Xiaode said with a smile.

"Just kidding. I’ve already taken a commission from the royal family, how could I still ask you for money?—I’m off to work now. If you’re interested, you can come in and have a look at their architecture and sculptures, or you could go across the street for a late-night snack, and then we can meet up here afterward."

Xiao Baihong, having said that, jumped onto the iron fence and drifted down lightly into the garden.

Immediately, a piercing alarm sounded.

The surveillance cameras turned toward Xiao Baihong, and the voice of a guard came from the loudspeakers:

"Who are you? Leave the church at once! Otherwise, we will call the police immediately!"

Xiao Baihong smiled at the camera, took big strides through the garden, and headed towards the deeper part of the church.

Wu Xiaode stood in place, watching the scene unfold and murmured,

"This guy is quite arrogant."

Indeed, if the other party consisted of only common people, or even regular professionals, there was no need for Wu Xiaode to worry about Xiao Baihong.

But Wu Xiaode’s perspective on things was different from everyone else’s.

He had personally witnessed the One-eyed Giant and Bone Dragon.

So, compared to ordinary people, he was always a bit more cautious.

—Because this era had already begun to reveal aspects of life that humans had never encountered before.

"Elder Xiao is capable, but... I should still take a look."

Wu Xiaode murmured.

A mist quietly emerged around him, gradually enveloping him completely.

The mist was initially very thick, almost obstructing Wu Xiaode’s vision, but soon, all the mist slowly merged into the Void, blending with the surroundings—

Just like a chameleon.

The Book of the Dead opened, revealing lines of ice crystal small text:

"The Silent Demon Mist begins to become one with the surrounding environment."

"Due to the death nature of the Silent Demon Mist, you will not release any presence while in it."

Wu Xiaode lightly leaped, standing on the iron fence.

The Silent Demon Mist followed to his left and right, swirling incessantly, completely shielding his figure.

From afar, there appeared to be nothing on the fence.

Wu Xiaode landed on the lawn and stepped forward toward the church interior.

But then, he suddenly stood still again.

A vague sensation surged in his heart, compelling him to look down at the lawn.

"Ah... Could it be because I’m from the Death Camp that I can sense so much death?" he whispered to himself.

He lowered his voice and stretched out his fist, punching the ground hard.

Thud!

The ground trembled.

The punch, using a clever force, directly shook the soil apart, revealing what was buried beneath.

Bodies.

One after another, the corpses were haphazardly stacked underground, long dead but not decomposed.

A sense of discomfort and unease grew in Wu Xiaode’s heart.

He furrowed his brow, puzzled.

The Book of the Dead quietly opened, revealing lines of ice crystal small text:

"You are a soldier recognized by the Death Realm, and you can sense the traits of death."

"The souls of the current bodies have not proceeded normally to the Death Realm."

"This distortion of the Law of Death naturally evokes your sensation."

Not proceeded to the Death Realm.

Where had these souls gone, then?

Wu Xiaode placed his hand on the Dream Blowing Blade and started walking step by step toward the deeper part of the courtyard.