[Wen Hao] I worked hard to restore the health of the protagonist group

The moment the divine core was forced into his body, Xie Shuyi's body began to vibrate rapidly until his chest slowly closed. His black hair gradually fell off, and after most of it had fallen off, a new piece of rotten flesh grew behind his head.

The god of death is different from an angel. The latter possesses pure divine power since birth, and his body is baptized by the essence of day and night day and night.

But for the Grim Reaper, life is only death and loneliness. Each Grim Reaper has a small, dirty, weird limb on his body, which is the mark given to each of them by the Lord of Hell.

It looks more like a badge left by a slave owner.

Thanatos was deprived of his normal hands, leaving only his ferocious claws like a monster. While Xie Shuyi had his hair taken away, he also grew half a head.

Only half of the new head grew out, half an eye, half a nose, and half a mouth, and was embedded horizontally behind Jie Shuyi's head.

With the little remaining hair covering his head, from a distance one could only make out that his head was protruding a little backwards.

The moment the single eye behind his head opened, Xie Shuyi's eyes also opened.

There were bloodshot eyes, and shock still lingered deep in his eyes.

After the divine core entered his body, all the information about the god of death also invaded his mind, but this time it was much easier to receive than before.

In just a few minutes, Xie Shuyi not only understood the formation of each small world, but also the major gods in the universe...

But none of this matters.

That bizarre world has nothing to do with him now.

What he cared more about was the memory of Fukuchi Sakurachi that he had just seen and the original ending of the story line.

It was not until now that Xie Shuyi finally understood what that guy's purpose was.

As his eyes gradually cleared, there was a look of shock deep in his pupils that could not be dispelled.

A look of confusion flashed across his eyes. Perhaps it was because he had become a god, but his emotions faded away. After reading the memory, all the previous anger and hatred accumulated in his chest.

I just feel very stuffy.

This guy...

it turns out...

Ye Xun snapped his fingers in Jie Shuyi's ears, and when he saw the latter come back to his senses, he grabbed Jie Shuyi's wrist and pulled him up.

"I have signed a contract with you while you were sleeping. As long as you become the new promoter of the world line as promised, complete the plot of the world line until the moment you are killed by the psychic, and erase the name that should not exist on the notebook before dissipating."

Ye Xun paused, "You are now the new god of death. Apart from hell and heaven, the world consciousness has little control over you. If you erase a few more names, no one will care about you."

His words also implied that Xie Shuyi could accomplish everything he wanted without violating the contract.

Seeing the latter nod, Ye Xun continued, "The contract has been concluded, but if you regret it, your soul will be sacrificed voluntarily, and everything will be reset to zero. What happens next is not something we can decide."

He pursed his lips, a hint of hesitation flashed across his face, but he still didn't say anything more.

"The two endings in the world line have been determined. It's time for us to leave." Ye Xun clearly only took half a step back, but it seemed as if he had walked into another world. His figure had not yet disappeared, but it seemed unclear.

"There are other world lines that need us to save. When this world line stops collapsing and becomes stable, I will come back to see you."

Everyone present knew that Ye Xun’s words were not reliable.

The prerequisite for the world line to return to stability is the death of Jie Shuyi.

I'm afraid today will be the last time they see each other.

After possessing the divine nature, although Xie Shuyi has not yet fully mastered the divine power, the changes in his body are still visible to the naked eye.

He noticed something strange behind his head, but the awakened memories of the god of death did not shock him too much.

At this moment, Xie Shuyi's eyes moved downwards, finally landing on Ye Xun's little finger, where there was a silk thread so faint that it was almost invisible, and the other end was wrapped around his wrist.

He gave a not-so-bright smile.

“Looking forward to our next meeting.”

The moment the words fell, the two people in front of him disappeared.

The sound of ticking pointers came to my ears, and time seemed to have resumed its flow. Except for a few footprints left on the table, there was no other change in the entire infirmary.

Jie Shuyi stood there alone, his trembling hands reaching for the back of his head. The smooth and soft hair he once wore was no longer there, and all he could touch was a small area of ​​wrinkled skin.

Feeling pain at his fingertips, Xie Shuyi pulled his hand out with force.

He was not bleeding, but black mist was coming out of his fingertips, but he was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xie Shuyi took a mirror and looked behind his head. The moment he looked into the eyes in the mirror, he felt nauseous.

The mirror fell heavily to the ground. When I turned around, I found that there was a black cloak left on another clean and tidy bed.

Xie Shuyi picked it up and put it on. The hat just covered most of his head.

Through the reflection of the lens on the ground, Jie Shuyi could roughly see what he looked like at the moment.

Except for some strands of hair hanging from his ears, the huge leopard covered most of his face, leaving only half of his cheek and extremely pale lips exposed.

Although his appearance hasn't changed much from before, he somehow makes people feel alienated.

It is somewhat similar to Thanatos.

"Sutcliffe." These were the five words that automatically appeared in his mind after he became a god.

It is the new name given to him by the Lord of Hell.

Xie Shuyi curled the corners of his lips.

The old man has so much free time that he even has to take care of a new god who won’t live for more than a few days.