I Contracted Myself

Chapter 1365: [1032] The max level account is here!

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The eighth level monster is called the 'Ghost-Rising Corpse-Level Monster' in this world.

It is said that no one can see a level eight monster alive, because the moment one sees a level eight monster, one is already dead.

The reason why the legend of the eighth-level monster was able to be left behind was thanks to some relatively powerful beast trainers. They did not die immediately, but went crazy like the beast trainer Louis saw.

Some crazy trainers would leave some clues, and then the trainers would deduce the existence of level 8 monsters based on the clues.

In fact, level 6 monsters are already very rare, level 7 monsters appear once in a hundred years, and level 8 monsters mostly exist only in legends. Most beast trainers only know that monsters of this level exist, and that's all.

Sure enough, when the iron giant saw the white flesh under the skeleton, he dropped the giant iron sword in his hand and turned and ran away.

But before it could run two steps, its body began to twist, and dense rust quickly appeared. Finally, it fell down with a loud bang and turned into a pile of scrap metal.

Dead.

It was so easy to die.

Both the trial participants and the audience felt a chill; the white flesh beneath the skeleton was too strong.

How can we fight this

One viewer couldn't help but comment: "It seems Louis and his team are finished. Except for the president, everyone else will die here."

Some viewers also complained: "This level is too difficult, it's definitely a death level."

When many people thought that this level was impossible to pass, someone posted a comment: "Good news, Lord Wuming is here, and he is heading towards the Buried Dragon Valley!"

The audiences who were watching the live broadcast of Buried Dragon Valley in other live broadcast rooms were all stunned, and then they all quickly rushed to Wuming's live broadcast room.

Compared to the terrifying atmosphere of the Dragon Buried Valley, the style of Wuming's place is completely different.

In the picture, there is blue sky and white clouds. A large wooden ship is flying in the sky. The surrounding branches have many leaves similar to windmills. When the wind blows, the leaves actually spin.

Many different flowers and plants are planted on the deck of the ship. The swimming pool in the middle seems to store an ocean, and huge monsters flash by in the water from time to time.

Next to the swimming pool, Wuming, wearing beach pants and sunglasses, was lying on a chair made of clouds, basking in the sun and playing games.

"Why is Lord Wuming heading towards the Buried Dragon Valley?"

The new audience member didn't see whether Wuming's heading was correct, so he asked curiously.

"The battle in the Buried Dragon Valley was too noisy."

"The vampire jellyfish sensed the fluctuations of the battle."

"It's been five years, five years. When will Master Wuming give the vampire jellyfish a new name? Can the vampire jellyfish still be called a jellyfish now?"

The audience immediately spoke up.

At the same time, Wuming had already seen the dark clouds in the distance. Although the dark clouds had just been dispersed by the steel giant, they quickly gathered together again and were very obvious when viewed from the sky.

"The mainland, I saw the mainland!"

"Dear audience, look, it's the mainland. It turns out the mainland is in this direction."

Wuming pushed up his sunglasses and then stood up from the chair. He looked at the mountains gradually appearing in the distance and jumped up excitedly.