The firm belief in Wuxiu's heart was transformed into the willpower that can affect reality. It was attached to the Demon-Conquering Pestle and became a weapon to send the dead to death.

The battle has already begun.

At this time, Wuxiu's face no longer showed neither sadness nor joy, but an angry look, and his body exuded an aura of compassion.

If ordinary people are under this aura, they will be affected and have the illusion that Wuxiu is the Vajra Buddha who has come to this world to show compassion for the dead.

At the same time, in my endless heart, I kept reciting the mantra of rebirth, hoping to send these deceased people to rebirth and no longer suffer in the world.

However, in front of the mighty army of the dead, Wuxiu was like a sheep facing a pack of wolves, appearing so insignificant.

In the final analysis, Wuxiu is just an entrant who has obtained first-class extraordinary power. Wanting to destroy the army of the dead by himself is simply a fantasy.

Wu Xiu rushed into the army of the dead, disrupting the progress of the army of the dead and attracting the attention of the surrounding entrants.

Bai Ming, who was wearing a gothic lolita outfit, looked at Wuxi who rushed into the army of the dead with an indifferent expression, and said coldly, "Idiot, you only have first-class extraordinary power, and you still dare to show off."

Although the other entrants did not say anything like Bai Ming, they were not optimistic about Wuxiu and believed that Wuxiu's final outcome would definitely be tragic.

Even Qian Cheng and Miao Shuyi are the same.

Although Qian Cheng was obsessed with the feeling of a scalpel cutting through the body of the dead, facing the terrifying and terrifying army of the dead, Qian Cheng also flinched and could not be as fearless as Wuxiu.

Because of this, Qian Cheng admired him endlessly.

The same was true for Miao Shuyi. The first time he saw the cold and terrifying army of the dead, even Miao Shuyi, who had his own memory of the parallel world, hesitated.

The dead are fundamentally different from zombies. Fundamentally speaking, the dead are more bizarre and have more uncertainty than zombies.

Furthermore, zombies are a disaster created by manpower, but the dead cannot be created by manpower.

Miao Shuyi even wondered whether the mysterious existence that could create the dead had a higher level of life than the zombie gods.

Because of all these concerns, Miao Shuyi was not sure whether he could still strengthen his faith in front of this army of the dead...

In Fang Yuan's observation, basically all the entrants chose to wait and see, but they did not leave immediately.

Because they know what kind of disaster it will cause if this army of the dead enters the human world.

Just as these entrants thought, Wuxiu, who fought hard, could not withstand the invasion of the army of the dead. One after another, hideous wounds appeared on Wuxiu's body, and blood soaked Wuxiu's gray monk robes.

Consciousness began to become blurred.

In his confusion, Wuxiu seemed to see a scene from the past, which was a conversation with his master, Master Kong Hui.

"Do you know why I gave you the name Wuxiu?" Master Konghui asked.

"Master, do you want me to keep walking on the path of Buddhism forever?" Wuxiu, a young man, responded, and then looked at Master expectantly, hoping to gain Master's approval.

After hearing Wuxiu's words, Master Konghui shook his head slightly and said, "The path of Buddhism itself is never-ending. Anyone who practices Buddhism should pursue Buddhism throughout his life, and I will not name you for this."

"

After saying that, Master Kong Hui reached out and touched Wuxiu's little head, and said with a kind smile, "The reason why I gave you the name Wuxiu is because I hope you can do whatever you insist on and don't give up until the last moment."

Give up, don't stop..."

The memory stopped here, Wuxiu's eyes closed slightly, and he murmured "Endless, don't give up until the last moment..."

"Guardian of humanity, can you give me another chance to choose? This time, I want to become stronger, even if I suffer greater pain, even if I die in this pain..."

The moment Wuxiu's words fell, a majestic and indescribable voice sounded from Wuxiu's mind, "As you wish..."

Immediately, Wuxiu discovered that he could make a choice again, and this time, Wuxiu's face was firm and he said loudly, "Open the extraordinary power, level...second level!!"

As Wuxiu's words fell, he felt a sharp pain far beyond the level of first-class extraordinary power that invaded his whole body.

Under this severe pain, Wuxiu's expression became distorted and ferocious, he couldn't help but began to struggle, and began to roar.

However, under this severe pain, Wuxiu did not fall down, but relied on his own willpower to stand up again and once again launched an attack on the army of the dead.

The demon pestle in Wuxiu's hands seems to have become a medium to vent the severe pain in the body, constantly killing the dead.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaojun heard the sound and came over. Although Zhang Xiaojun was shocked at the first sight of the army of the dead, he felt cold and terrifying.

However, after seeing Wuxiu charging and killing among the army of the dead, Zhang Xiaojun seemed to feel infected and influenced by Wuxiu's belief.

Immediately, Zhang Xiaojun smiled slightly, clenched the kitchen knife in his hand, and said to himself, "I am going to be the protagonist, how can I back down here?"

With that said, Zhang Xiaojun resolutely rushed into the army of the dead and chose to fight alongside Wuxiu.

Wuxiu felt Zhang Xiaojun's arrival, and even though he endured the pain, he still smiled at Zhang Xiaojun.

Zhang Xiaojun also smiled back. At this time, he could already understand each other's wishes without using too many words.

My back is willing to be entrusted to you...

After Miao Shuyi saw this scene, he silently pulled out the two machetes on his back and resolutely galloped towards the army of the dead.

Qian Cheng, who stayed where he was, heard Miao Shuyi sigh as he left.

"I was a hero once, I was brave enough to die, but why did I shrink back when I got here..."

"Is it because I am not me after all?"

Miao Shuyi's words sounded a bit inexplicable to Qian Cheng and Qian Cheng could not understand them at all, but Qian Cheng understood the belief contained in Miao Shuyi's words.

After being silent, Qian Cheng picked up his scalpel, showed that very deceptive smile on his face, and rushed towards the army of the dead, saying, "This is exactly what I want, why should I hold back?"

of..."

At the same time, Yang Chao also took action and rushed towards the army of the dead. At the same time, he shouted loudly, "People around me, listen up. Facing the army of the dead, only by gathering the strength of all entrants can we have any hope of victory.

"

"Entrants are the last line of defense to protect the human world. If even we retreat, then the human world will be devastated."

"If you want to see the people you love and care about die in the hands of the dead..."

"If you want to see a depressing and dark world where everyone is in constant fear all day long..."

"If you want to see the ending of "Black Mist Incident" happen again, just pretend I didn't say it!"

"Anyway, I, Yang Chao, am not a coward!!"
Chapter completed!