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The spiritual equipment has been reclassified. The spiritual equipment that Xia Wushuang has placed in the soul box has become the Blade of Sanhua, the Void God of Death (The Book of Killing), the Blood of Assimilation, the Demon Code, the Holy Grail of Harmony, and the Blade of Joy (Dagger).

All six soul boxes are full and have more than two legendary spiritual outfits. While many awakened people are still worried about the rare spiritual outfits, Xia Wushuang has become a complete tyrant, reaching a height that is difficult to align.

Moreover, he luckily entered the Sun Rising Level. His combat power is hard to say that he can confront the golden creatures at this moment, but it should be more than enough to bully one or two silver creatures.

But despite this, Xia Wushuang still clearly understood that it was not his turn to go wild in the end of the world. Because just by stretching out his fingers, he could take away his life at will.

"This is not the result I want." Xia Wushuang lowered her footsteps and thought, while walking on the cement road that was gradually darkening, keen five senses scattered, not letting go of any abnormalities around her.

Although the wilderness of the end of the world is far less dangerous than the city, once the sky becomes dark, those wild creatures from the alien plane will always show some strange abilities, which makes Xia Wushuang be wary and have to be guarded.

Following the route in memory, Xia Wushuang quickly found the village called Wushui.

Perhaps because it is scattered in other places, the population of Wushui Village is not large, just as Hu Yanbo said; the entire village is composed of only two rows of buildings horizontally and vertically, and the total population can exceed 500, which is against the will of heaven.

However, because it was almost dusk, this seemingly small village seemed very dark and weird under the dark twilight. From a distance, it looked like a medieval dark castle, giving people a terrifying illusion that there was darkness and evil hidden inside.

"According to Hu Yanbo's words, after passing through this village and swimming through a Luoshui, you should be able to reach that grain station." Xia Wushuang glanced at the village that was gradually in the darkness in front of him, and calculated the itinerary and time in his mind.

"Be careful, your friend named Huyan seems to have chosen an amazing route for you." Xia Wushuang was stunned by the moment when No. 7 suddenly said something surprised him in his soul.

"What does it mean?" Xia Wushuang knew that No. 7 would not be groundless.

"I don't know if you have discovered it. The living dead lying here is very different from the living dead in other places."

After the reminder of No. 7, Xia Wushuang also noticed the human corpses standing upside down on the roadside. The bodies were as dark as they were roasted by fire, and they were slowly climbing up from the ground as he approached.

Too strong darkness.

Before inheriting the power of extreme darkness, Xia Wushuang might not think there was anything unusual, but now that he has become a part of the user of the black magic, he can naturally notice the unusual smell.

The living dead who is normally infected will not become the strange appearance in front of you. The living dead people in front of you who are infected by dark energy have completely lost the possibility of evolving into a ghoul and have turned to another undead creature living in the dark.

Yes, it's zombies. If one day they crawl out from under your feet, don't be afraid. They are just a bunch of dead flesh that only knows how to act but has no ability to think. You even need to use a wooden stick to easily remove these decaying guys and slow movements.

A random destruction blade cuts down these things that have climbed up from the ground. Xia Wushuang skillfully cuts open their bodies and takes out the organs that are "lesions" due to infection with dark energy.

"This is not an infection caused by corpse poison, but because there is a very powerful source of darkness nearby, which produces strong dark radiation... If you don't do it well, there will be a gate to hell on the route to the food station." No. 7 pondered for a while and expressed his guess.

"How likely is it?" Xia Wushuang frowned.

"This is just my random guess, and of course the possibility is not high. After all, the magic power of the earth is just solid now, and no lord of any plane will be so impatient to build a large portal."

"That's good. I really don't want to encounter monsters like ghosts in the underworld again. Alas, I'll just deliver vegetables if I accidentally don't have any human nature."

Xia Wushuang said as she walked towards the black village that was sinking into the night. The black dead people wandering at the intersection of the village seemed to smell this seductive smell of life, with fishy liquid flowing from the corners of her mouth, and she couldn't help but move her feet and crowded towards Xia Wushuang.

On the fourth day of the end of the world, the earth has gradually become a world dominated by alien creatures. Surviving humans who have lost their food source are like mice crossing the street, lingering in various forgotten corners in the past, while fighting for a piece of killed bread, struggling to survive.

Xia Wushuang glanced at a house next to the village street, with several pairs of hungry eyes, watching him fight against groups of "quasi-zombies". His eyes were filled with all kinds of unspeakable things, both excited and afraid, and even a little gloating.

However, these are not important to Xia Wushuang. Whether these surviving humans are kind or hostile, they are just passers-by in this village.

The sword blade cut off the head of the last dead man in front of him. Xia Wushuang hid around with the eyes that were so shocked that he walked into the largest convenience store nearby.

Although it is already the largest convenience store nearby, due to geographical restrictions (after all, it is just a village), the area inside the convenience store is still less than 100 square meters. There is still a lot of dry blood on the ground, and the other side of the store is filled with a large truck rushing in. At that time, the powerful impact almost caused all the shelves in the store to pour on the ground.

Xia Wushuang looked at the broken bottles and jars on the ground, and could only replenish some food nearby, fill it with beer and drinks, then threw some on the counter table, chewing it slowly by himself, eating and drinking quietly.

However, less than a few minutes later, a group of humans in ragged clothes and covered with unknown black mud appeared at the door of the convenience store. These people stared at their big eyes and kept looking into the store. Among them, the hungry people even had a series of crystal clear saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths.

But no one dared to walk into the store. Because on the counter of this convenience store, there was a human who was even more terrifying than a demon. He alone killed all the zombies in the entire village.

He glanced at the survivors standing in rows outside the store. From the eyes of these people, Xia Wushuang could not see any vitality and hope. The dullness and shrinkage had become the whole of their eyes, and the thought of living day by day in their bones was full of the thought of living day by day.

Facing these unarmed ordinary people, Xia Wushuang cannot be a good person or a bad person. He just turned his head and signaled that these people could freely enter this convenience store.

The survivors standing outside the convenience store were obviously startled by Xia Wushuang's actions and took a step back in horror. But when they realized the meaning of the action, they all rushed into the already messy convenience store like crazy, looking for everything they could eat and drink.

"Cough cough!" The convenience store less than 100 square meters is full of coughing sounds that swallow too quickly. Although some people are already heart-wrenchingly coughing, they still keep stuffing food into their mouths, as if they are trying to make up for all the hunger they have been hungry these days.

"Old Li! Old Li!!" Suddenly, an old woman hugged a middle-aged man and burst into tears.

Perhaps because of being hungry for too long and swallowing too hard, the old man who had a sip of wine and a sip of dry instant noodles in the old woman's arms suddenly glared and fell directly to the ground. Bloody red foam continued to spill out of the corners of her mouth, and she seemed to be unable to survive.

"Hey! Is this the various forms of sentient beings in the end of the world?" Xia Wushuang knew that he would see more such tragedies in the future, but he still couldn't calm down.

A gentleman is a gentleman who sees his life and cannot bear to see his death. He hears his voice and cannot bear to eat his meat. Therefore, a gentleman stays away from the kitchen.

Of course, Xia Wushuang is not a gentleman. Even if a cow is trembling in front of him, he will still slap it with one knife and turn it into beef hot pot, beef jerky and so on. But now he is facing people, his own kind, and cannot help them. Xia Wushuang can only learn from the sub-sage style and choose a way that is invisible and not upset to avoid such a heart-wrenching scene.

So, after packing his luggage casually, Xia Wushuang stepped out of the convenience store, left this village that had no hope like a black cage, and slowly rushed towards the direction with a stronger dark aura.

(BC: Many people don’t know that the meaning of a gentleman staying away from the kitchen does not mean that a gentleman cannot cook, but that a gentleman should stay away from a killing place like a kitchen, which means that it is a slightest meaning to be purified if he is invisible.)
Chapter completed!