Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 85 - 66 Favor of the Death God!

Chapter 85: Chapter 66 Favor of the Death God!

... Death God.

Wu Xiaode felt cold sweat threatening to break out on his back.

The Book of the Dead was his own Awakened ability, originating from the Death Realm, and was shrouded in mystery.

The things it sensed almost never went wrong.

So—

"Do I have a chance to take this guy down?" Wu Xiaode silently asked.

Two lines of blood-colored characters suddenly appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"Your opponent is the Death God!"

"You have no chance of defeating it!"

Fine.

Good.

It seems there’s no chance.

Wu Xiaode shifted his gaze away from the inverted monster and tugged Xiao Baihong to jump down from the tree, addressing the others,

"There are signs of military activity here, should we go and join up with them?"

—The captain had already prepared the identity of "Engineering Corps," surely he would be interested in this.

The nuclear bombs were about to arrive.

They must hurry to leave this place immediately!

Wu Xiaode ignored the Death God hanging upside down from the tree opposite and started to concentrate on his own matters.

On the other side.

The Death God was already aware of the situation here.

It extended several long flesh tentacles, silently coiling towards the base of the tree.

These flesh tentacles were black all over, composed of segments of bone and segments of flesh, ending in hook-like blades as sharp as sickles.

The group was oblivious.

The captain said, "Finding the main force would be the best scenario, because we also need to explore why this world is continuously digging underground."

The group glanced at the engineering corps uniforms they wore and couldn’t help feeling relieved.

—The captain had planned this all along, so each person had obtained the identity of "Engineering Corps, Exploration Squad."

The tentacles fell to the ground and slowly reached out towards the group.

No good.

Can’t escape.

Wasn’t it said that if we pretended not to see it, it would do no harm?

Why did it still come over?

Is this a test?

Wu Xiaode’s thoughts raced like lightning, yet his expression remained extraordinarily calm as he said, "I guess there must be some military roads here, let’s go!"

"Good!" the captain nodded.

Just as the two finished speaking and the team had not yet moved, Wu Xiaode saw those flesh tentacles suddenly accelerate in speed.

In a moment, they were about to climb onto their bodies!

—This Death God was listening to our conversation.

It does not want to let us go.

What to do?

If it could attack directly, it would have already killed us by now, but it hasn’t, which proves it has other ways to put us in a lethal position.

Wait a minute.

Were all those reincarnated soldier spirits killed because of this?

Death God...

Spreading death to harvest souls?

In the blink of an eye, Wu Xiaode suddenly remembered something.

He smiled, shaking his head,

"Those Eye Demons we just killed, as well as that Demon Worm disguised as a boulder, probably killed quite a few soldiers."

"Certainly so," the captain continued.

"If in the future only these monsters remain on earth, could we eat their flesh like ancient hunters?" Wu Xiaode asked.

The captain looked at him but did not respond.

Xiao Baihong said, "It won’t work, eating their flesh would cause madness and physical mutation, turning into monsters."

"It would be great if there was a way to eat them, maybe humans could eat up all these monsters," Wu Xiaode pondered regretfully.

"Can you think of something else, stop always thinking about eating," Xiao Baihong said.

The group chatted idly with ease.

On the tree, however, the inverted Death God moved.

It stretched out seven or eight black claws, crawling step by step down the tree, coming to the front of the group.

Wu Xiaode remained indifferent.

But suddenly a translucent glow surged from the captain’s body, enveloping the entire team and shot upward into the sky.

The Death God’s mouth opened wide on its face, its flesh tentacles slowly retracting—

It seemed, somewhat disdainful of that light.

"Should we bring some monster flesh back for research?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Ah, well..." the marksman pondered.

"Forget it, those two monsters have been dead for a while, their flesh lacks vitality, making it worthless," the captain said.

"Oh well, that’s a real shame, inedible and useless," Wu Xiaode replied.

Eat.

The Death God hesitated momentarily, then slowly walked past Wu Xiaode and headed down the path the group had come from.

By its demeanor, it seemed quite interested in those two recently deceased monsters.

The Book of the Dead consequently turned its pages, revealing lines of ice crystal small print:

"Well done."

"This ’god’ is in some state of confusion."

"Your conversation successfully diverted its attention, leading it to seek the souls of the monsters."

—Since it is a god, why is even its mind in disarray?

Wu Xiaode pondered in his heart, yet his face betrayed no sign, only smiling as he said, "Since there’s no value, let’s keep moving forward; perhaps we can find the military."

"I feel they’re nearby, let’s go," the captain agreed.

The group echoed in response.

At this moment, the Death God had already passed by the entire team, heading towards the direction of the mountain ravine.

Wu Xiaode stood at the forefront of the team, expression unchanging, yet his heart nearly leaped with joy.

"Let’s go!"

He shouted and was about to dash forward immediately.

Sun suddenly said, "Since these guns have been left here, there’s a chance that a lot of soldiers have already died."

The Death God suddenly stopped in its tracks.

It turned its head towards Sun, and on all its flesh tendrils, the dangling souls let out a deafening wail.

No one could hear it.

But Wu Xiaode did.

He had just run a few steps, his foot pressing against the ground, his muscles tensing for a moment, before he pushed off the ground to continue moving forward.

No hesitation!

Any reaction at this point would alert the Death God to the fact that he could see it.

He could only keep running!

Wu Xiaode pretended to be unaware of anything and took the lead, running ahead.

The next instant.

Up ahead.

A very long flesh tendril covered in souls stretched from behind, winding its way to the front of the group, whistling as it turned the corner, and shot past Wu Xiaode like lightning.

What?

What just... happened?

The flesh tendril grazed Sun and quickly retracted.

The Death God took another step and headed towards the ravine.

—What was it doing just now?

Wu Xiaode was puzzled, but it wasn’t wise to look back.

Not until they had crossed a mountaintop did he look back and say,

"Captain, I’m going to speed up, you guys behind me, keep up!"

"Alright, just go faster," the captain replied.

Wu Xiaode’s gaze slid past Sun.

He saw a hole torn in his chest, from which blood was continuously flowing out.

—But no one else witnessed this scene.

Sun seemed unaware as well.

So was this an illusion?

Wu Xiaode was full of doubts, but there was no time to think.

They had already delayed seven or eight minutes.

In just over twenty minutes, the nuclear bomb would arrive!

He was extremely anxious.

Suddenly, the captain flashed to Wu Xiaode’s side, matching his pace.

The two of them moved forward, shoulder to shoulder.

"Did you just sense something?" she whispered.

Wu Xiaode was about to speak—

Suddenly, a line of ice crystal letters appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"Someone among you has received the ’Death God’s Favor’; whatever you all say will be heard by the Death God until this person dies."

Wu Xiaode’s words immediately changed, "No, I just feel we need to hurry and find the main force for some security."

Just beyond the forest ahead, a road suddenly appeared.

There was a troop transport truck by the roadside.

The captain said, "Gunner."

"Understood!"

The gunner responded and jumped onto the truck first.

In no time.

Amid the rumble of the engine, the truck painted in dark green field camouflage moved out.

The truck continued to the main road.

"Something doesn’t feel right..."

The captain murmured quietly.

"I feel the same," Sun said from the side.

Wu Xiaode remained silent.

He could see fresh blood continuously seeping from Sun’s chest wound.

Sometimes, the flow of blood would stop, but immediately a black mark would appear on Sun’s chest.

Then the wound would suddenly burst open again.

Blood continued to flow out.

—Yet, no one else saw this happen.

"Who else?" the captain asked.

"Me," Xiao Baihong said gravely.

The captain said, "It seems our powers are more on the spiritual side, so we have some premonitions. Usually, certain premonitions only happen to a very few people—"

She did not continue.

But everyone understood her meaning.

This time, three professionals with spiritual leanings all had ominous premonitions.

The very occurrence of this was problematic.

The captain thought for a moment, then pulled out a blank yellow talisman. With a cinnabar pen, she quickly covered it with fluent, snake-like runes.

Clasping the talisman with both hands, she whispered,

"Divine protection from the high heavens, celestial officer!"

The talisman remained motionless.

The captain waited a few breaths, her face revealing a strange expression. She opened her hands and looked down at the talisman.

The runes on the talisman flowed like blood, dripping onto the ground, emitting pitiful cries.

Everyone fell silent.

Although Wu Xiaode didn’t understand what had happened, he saw the other team members’ faces change.

Ying had even started to turn pale.

The captain put away the talisman and shouted, "Evil objects rule, spirits and the world die—we’re almost done here—speed up! We must leave this place immediately!"

"Captain, someone’s coming!" Xiao Baihong shouted.

They all looked towards the mountain path.

From the end of the rugged mountain road came a series of roaring sounds.

Two military trucks were racing towards them.

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