As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

Along with it came Phoenix's exclamation: "Run! That's..."

"It's too late."

The old man smiled coldly.

Then, the empty eyes of the dark skull seemed to come alive and stared at Roy.

It's like facing the abyss of Hades.

It was like facing the stare of death.

The boy was unable to do anything, unable to even move a finger, as he was enveloped by the pale mist that followed and disappeared on the spot.

Chapter 105 Help me! Dean!

The boy fell all the way down.

When he finally landed and struggled to get up, he found that everything around him had changed.

There are no blue sky and white clouds, no warm sunshine, and no iconic white buildings of Baigang.

The cold, dark fog was filled with the smell of death.

All I saw were bones.

An endless plain of bones, piled up with the remains of all kinds of creatures.

Among them, there are slender elves, huge giants, and even dragons that exude a faint sense of oppression even when they turn into corpses.

But there are more of them who are like Roy.

Countless human bones.

In the very center of the plain, on the throne of bone thorns built with the bones of half-kneeling giants, the sleeping Dark King slowly opened his eyes.

A faint blue flame burned in his empty eyes.

It was a skeleton wizard that was three meters tall.

The white mist was icy and biting, and it rose and fell with his sigh, entwining around him and turning into his robe.

Even though he had never had any intelligence about the other party before, Roy instinctively knew of the other party's existence.

The first undead, the eternal lord of silence, transcends the extreme of death, brings deathly silence to the world, and is the god worshipped by the [School of the Undead].

【White Death】.

The feeling of oppression can no longer be described by the word "coercion".

Staring at each other is like staring at death itself.

There is absolutely no way to win, even with the Blade of the Former King.

The opponent before him was bigger than the Red Blood Fire Dragon, the offspring of the Evil God, and the projection of the Demon King. He was a true demigod!

The skull Julius had taken out at that time was actually a demigod legacy that could connect to the divine realm?!

Cold sweat soaked Roy's clothes, and the cold air made it almost difficult for him to breathe.

He gave up drawing his sword and stayed where he was like a lamb waiting for death.

This is not surprising for the God of Death.

A mere mid-level cultivator is nothing more than a tiny ant that can be crushed to death shortly afterwards.

Neither standing up bravely nor giving up resistance can arouse His interest.

The only thing that could attract His attention was the bloodline of the [False King] itself.

"finally!"

"After thousands of years, we finally have a decent sacrifice!"

"Mortal, I am in a good mood. I will grant you a painless death upon my return!"

The Grim Reaper snapped his fingers and aimed at the tiny boy on the plain of bones.

But at that moment, Roy suddenly looked up.

I am indeed not an opponent, but that does not mean I am at the end of my rope.

These days, if you want to get involved, you need a background. You cultists have backgrounds, but don't I?!

"Help me, Dean!"

Seeing the billowing fog coming at him, accompanied by Roy's loud shout, the scarlet flame spread its wings and rushed towards him.

Flames exploded and the phoenix cried.

An old man in a gray robe holding a staff emerged from the crimson flames, standing in front of Roy with a calm smile as if he was in control of everything.

"Is it finally time for me to make an appearance?"

"Don't worry, young man. On this continent, even if we are both high-level, there are only a few who can match me...?"

After seeing the enemy clearly, the Sage's smile froze slightly, the air suddenly became quiet, and even the exaggerated scarlet flames paused.

At the same time, the Sage himself, who was drinking tea in the Dean's office, spat out a mouthful of tea on the spot.

what's the situation?

Why is he such a ruthless character right from the start?!

Booker wasn't exaggerating.

Even though they were both at a high level, his strength had already surpassed that of his former colleagues, leaving up-and-coming talents far behind.

Apart from the Pope of the Church of Holy Light, he is the strongest among humans and the person closest to God in the world.

Below the level of demigod, there is almost no rival.

However, the person in front of him now was a living demigod!

Sensing the opponent's powerful aura, even the God of Death could no longer hold back.

In the past, there were indeed some rather pungent offerings, such as Holy Light Transcendents, Golden Bloodlines, or the blood of a false king.

If you can swallow it, you can recover a lot of strength, but if you are not careful, you may be counterattacked by the opponent's strength.

However, what is the situation now?

This is no longer just smacking lips, this is the sacrifice jumping up to punch him!

The blood of a false king would be fine, but his own servants were able to capture a high-level sacrifice. Even the God of Death didn’t know whether to say they were excellent or cheating!

But now that things have come to this, even the god of death cannot let go of the sacrifice that is right in front of his mouth.

"Mortals, welcome the silence!"

A long dragon of gray fog came, and thousands of bones woke up at the same time. Under the command of the god of death, it was like an unstoppable long night.

Booker held up the magic circle, and the complex magic circle weaved a scorching bird's nest, burning the sky. He opened up a safe area under the realm of the god of death, and blocked the endless undead outside.

"What on earth did you do to deserve to be captured by the cultists and taken to the realm of the God of Death?!"

"There's no time to explain, Dean. Hurry up and use your invincible supernatural magic to find a solution!"

What the hell can I do?!

Booker was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

The God of Death is not in good condition, otherwise he would not have been hiding in this alien space for thousands of years, unable to come to the mortal world.

If he were to show up in person, Booker might actually be able to fight on equal terms.

However, what came here was just Booker's projection.

The strength of an ordinary projection is only one-tenth or one-twelfth of the original body.

Although Booker's projection was exceptionally powerful thanks to Phoenix's far superior projection medium, he was still no match for Death.

And in the earth-shattering battle between the two high-ranking...

"Come on! Dean, you can do it!"

Roy has a clear self-awareness.

Even using the Blade of the Former King wouldn't necessarily change the situation. It would be better to offer some spiritual encouragement to boost our own might...

Unfortunately, moral encouragement is of little use.

After a few rounds, the [Sage] was completely suppressed, and the scorching bird's nest he built gradually became illusory, as if it would disappear at any time.

No, is this Lao Deng any good? !

Seeing that Booker had no ability to fight back, Roy began to get anxious.

It was unfortunate, really. With the Sage's projection as his backing, he could easily roam the world, but why did these cultists just call him "boss"?!

But at this moment, Phoenix reminded: "There's no need to fight hard!"

"Just break the barrier from the inside!"

Roy frowned: "Won't this bring the God of Death into the mortal world?"

"No. The simple domains built by high-level transcendents themselves are essentially pocket dimensions that can only accommodate themselves."

"You are just trapped here because of the cultists' secret medium! If you destroy the secret medium, you will be forcibly teleported back by the simple domain! Not even the god of death can hold you back, I say!" Phoenix spoke confidently, but there was also a hint of nervousness in his voice.

Roy was delighted: "That secret medium..."

“It’s in His hands!”

Seeing that the other party was indeed holding a black skull in his hand, Roy's eyes went dark.

There were corpse dragons flying all over the sky, undead giants running rampant, and the huge fire ball and terrifying sea of ​​fire raised by Booker, interweaving to create a hellish scene.

......The level requirements at the beginning are a bit high, and it seems that I can’t get them by myself.

"Master Dean! Destroy that black skull!"

Even though Booker had a good temper, he felt like cursing at this moment: "It's easy for you to say it with your mouth! But with my current strength..."

"Phoenix said he'll reward you well later!"

"Explode with him!"

The next moment, the God of Death never expected that the old man who was suppressed by him would suddenly open his eyes wide with anger, transform into a huge firebird, and rush straight towards him regardless of everything!

Chapter 106 Crystal Eyes

"Don't even think about it!"

The Grim Reaper casually threw the skull aside, rose from his throne, and with both hands, summoned a vast wave of fog to collide with the firebird that nearly obscured the sky.

The mist and flames exploded, and the air waves surged, shattering everything in the center of the Bone Plain.

The firebird went out and turned into ashes.

Most of the body of the Grim Reaper was also corroded by the flames, his breath dropped sharply, and he was in great pain.

But just as he was looking for the black skull that was thrown to a safe place, he unexpectedly saw a flying sword coming down, and the black-haired boy had already arrived.

It was a matter of life and death, so how could Roy really rely solely on the Sage and sit back and wait for death?!

The more terrifying the noise of a fight between high-level transcendents, the more advantageous it is to use [Calm as Still Water] to conceal your aura!

"NO!!!! HOW DARE YOU?!!!!"

Under the roar of the god of death, fog fell and bones swarmed.

The wrath from the demigod was enough to kill Roy hundreds or thousands of times.

But unfortunately, at least not this time, not at this moment.

"I'm sorry, I already have an appointment."

Roy raised his eyebrows, then shattered the black skull with a sword.

He only felt a huge suction force coming from behind, and then everything in front of him passed by quickly.

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After absorbing Roy's body, the black skull grew rapidly, transforming into a giant-like body with a tall skeleton that embraced his chest.