Wu Xiaode was eating beef noodles heartily, his body covered in sweat.
This weather, eating these noodles, feels great.
The situation is pretty clear now—
I only have one day to come up with a plan, and then, I have to return to the battlefield to face the Evil Demons.
One day.
What a joke!
He lifted the bowl of noodles, took a sip of the soup.
—Why does everyone think I have a solution!
I have no freaking solution!
Oh right!
A flash of spirit light crossed Wu Xiaode's mind, he put down the bowl and said:
"Big Banana, you head back first, I'll come find you guys after I deal with something."
"Yes, boss!" Big Banana replied.
Wu Xiaode got up and left, exited the noodle shop, and slipped into a secluded alleyway, casually pulling out an object.
—That black rope.
This is the artifact of utmost evil holy treasure.
It can destroy predetermined destinies using endless malice!
Why not just use it directly?
Wu Xiaode wrapped the black rope around his arm, and said:
