Scepter of Thorns

Black Widow sometimes wonders if a person is called by too many titles, and he will forget his original name.

In fact, this is a very boring question.He said to himself, Mr. Angostie Bakery, you have nothing to do.

Now the devil world has changed, and the speaker has become the supreme ruler.As Caesar's support family, the Bakery didn't get the benefits.A young descendant played a vital role in the Battle of the Red River Valley, but because the instigator of the Battle of the Red River Valley was Caesar, Speaker Lilith did not say anything, but simply let the army return, with Bakery's personal armed forces.

As a result, this family with a bad reputation has lost face in the demon world, and the human-devil hybrid who has just inherited the title is struggling to maintain its operation.Angostie had just met him a few days ago, and the teenage Duke smiled wryly, "Uncle, you retreated too quickly and too early. This world is really unfair to Bakery."

"Do it well, Camus. I'm just tired. We're such a family, always loving people who shouldn't be loved, but never being destroyed by injustice and setbacks."

"...I fell in love with a human girl." Camus turned his head, his purple eyes looked aside, "But I can't find her anymore, she melted into the sea like a drop of water, I can only be at a loss. "

"People are faced with separation again and again, and choices again and again." Angosty patted him on the shoulder, "I'm going to the undead tribe, maybe... I won't come back."

"Have you fallen in love with an undead?"

"...No." Angosty subconsciously denied, "It's just to fulfill the promise."

The undead clan was the first race to rise after the Black and White War. The Heavenly Demon Realm was seriously injured, and the emerging rulers were busy consolidating the regime. The Lich Charles, the clan of the undead clan, gained powerful power through some means, which not only unified the contradictions within the clan , and have a certain impact on the outside world.

Angostie hugged the phoenix's skull and thought, what does the undead have to do with me? William didn't treat me very well, so why should I post it upside down stupidly?

Then I heard the person in front say, "You have been teleported to Absolute Abyss, the territory of the undead clan. I wish you good luck, sir."

"Oh, good." Angostie nodded subconsciously, and saw the bottomless cliff ahead, which was the entrance to the abyss.

...so why should I come? !

He closed his eyes, unfolded the bone wings that had not been used for a long time, and jumped down resignedly—it was just boring.

Because he has half the blood of the undead race in his body, Angosty was not hindered in any way. When he fell to the bottom, a skeleton had been waiting here for a long time and stopped him.

"Is it Black Widow, Lord Angostie Bakery?" It opened and closed its white teeth.

A dagger has been unsheathed secretly, but Angosty still looks like he can't figure out the situation, "Yeah, what's going on?"

"Your Majesty William Charles of the Lich Royal Family invites you." The skeleton repeated mechanically, "Your Majesty William Charles of the Lich Royal Family welcomes you."

Angosti tentatively pinched its spine, and the moment his hand touched the white bone, the surrounding scenery changed.

"Wow." He sighed, "Emotions are like a portal, so convenient and fast."

But when Angostie's eyes met a pair of blue eyes, he was suddenly speechless.

The huge phoenix floated in mid-air, burning with hell fire.The pale sickle protruded halfway from under the black costume and touched the ground. Its owner whispered, "Welcome to the Undead, envoy Angostie Bakery. I am William Charles, the king of the Undead."

The black widow stared at the familiar face, the face that was exactly the same as that of the Lord of the Undead.

"You may be surprised that I look similar to the Lord God. In fact, I am a product created by him based on himself, so I have the same name and surname. The memory of the year is another incarnation with the Lord God."

Angostie half-bowed, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

"What you hold is the skull of a phoenix?"

"Yes. My god delivered it to me and let me bring it to the undead tribe."

As if seeing the nervousness of the black widow, William said, "There are only two phoenixes among the undead tribe, which symbolize the highest power. One belongs to the main god and the other belongs to the king. Only queens and princes can inherit. You have the one that belongs to the main god." The only skull shows that my God trusts you very much."

oh.Angostie thought blankly, try kneeling on the sharp beak bone of the phoenix for three days.Also, I'm not at all interested in what queens and princes inherit.

William was used to being harsh on him on weekdays, so it was a bit awkward to be treated politely all of a sudden.The black widow raised her lips and smiled stiffly, "Forget it, Your Majesty, I just want to bring the skull here, and I haven't considered other things, so you don't have to."

"Why don't you want to stay here, Angosty? You clearly have undead blood." William asked suddenly.

Angostie smiled even uglier, "I am the Apostle of Destiny, Your Majesty."

"I have regained my status as an apostle of destiny." William stared at him. "The law is irreversible. All life can only survive by following the law. Since the integration of races is an inevitable trend, and the law will also promote it, then It shows that the elimination of the old system is inevitable."

These words are really...deja vu.

Angostie's thoughts suddenly returned to the moment when the Lord God of the Undead fell. What did he say? ——The law is irreversible, and all life survives only by obeying the law. Since the authority of the gods has been questioned, and the law will also promote this new idea, it means that the elimination of gods and beliefs is inevitable.When I am about to die, if the undead can be strengthened, then there will be no regrets.

Damn it, why did he write down what that person said word for word?

…………

Because at that moment, something opened his heart, maybe it was responsibility and sacrifice or something, even more indescribable.He suddenly felt sore, as if he was in a daze, and turned around, not knowing where he was.

So a person can calmly start planning from a few years ago, arrange all the funeral affairs properly, strive for the maximum benefit, and then die calmly?

Black Widow can't understand this kind of emotion. Although he lives on the edge of a knife, he is still a life-saving person in his bones. This tenacious will to survive makes him climb back from the edge of life and death again and again.In order to survive, he could even sell everything about himself, and he never felt that there was anything wrong.I just want to live, but just to live, I have to do my best.

"I'm lonely." William seemed to see through his thoughts, and said slowly, "My life is endless, and there is no one who can accompany me except the walking dead like phoenix. You have You have the same lifespan as the main god, that is to say, if there are no accidents, you will live forever like me."

Angostie froze.

He is milder than the Lord of the Undead, but that may only be on the surface.Because the Black Widow knows the character of the Lord of the Undead very well, cold, rigorous, arrogant, thirst for knowledge is as strong as the desire for control, and the most perfect work, another incarnation of William Charles, will not be much different.

— After all, they are so alike, almost one person.

"So, I want to ask you to stay in the undead family." William stretched out his hand, the blue veins were particularly conspicuous under his pale skin, "As a former envoy of God, you are qualified to share the rights and glory with me, and to obtain the highest honor. right."

The black widow was silent for a moment, a cluster of dark blue flames flashed across his pupils, and his bone wings retracted little by little, as if obeying something, or as if some kind of response.The two hands were clasped together, the palms were tightly pressed together, but there was no warmth.

Anyway, he is a wandering person, probably owed something to the undead clan from birth.

William lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand politely like a gentleman, "Then, welcome back to the Undead, Angostie Bakery Charles."