[Death Force], originally created by a great ancient king, after a long period of change, finally fell into the hands of a human named Xuanyi in modern times. Hosts with this power, although they are outwardly indistinguishable from ordinary people, regardless of race, are essentially passive in obtaining a trait that is far different from other members of their kind.

That is immortality.

Take humans as an example, regardless of the group that is called "thin", "weak", and "powerless" in daily life, just a heavyweight boxing champion. With a height of more than 1.8 meters, a weight of about 100 to 15 kilograms, and a perfect thick muscular cover, such a person is theoretically powerful enough to kill an adult of his kind on the spot with a single blow, and can also withstand the punches and kicks of ordinary people in a head-to-head battle and ignore them. In terms of [combat power], their long-trained flesh can be said to be enough to be called a [murder weapon].

However, even such humans can break bones in car accidents, be injured by various accidents, and even inadvertently, cut their skin by a weak piece of white paper.

So, what if it's a fatal injury to the average person? Do they show any difference?

The answer is simple, no.

If you are shot in the head, you will die because of the burst of your brain, if you fall from a 100-meter-high building, you will die because of the shattering of your internal organs; after the heart, throat, temples, brain, spine, and lower body, after receiving a major blow to each part, these strong people who have been strengthened to far surpass others will also die on the spot like ordinary people.

It seems that in the face of death, all people are equal.

However, hosts who hold the power of death have completely escaped this law. When it is released, the [Death Force] will be exposed in the form of a black mist, and with its bizarre properties of [Stripping All Concepts of Death], it will repair all the host's injuries in a very short time, and the wounds that have been cut, the stumps that have been forcibly torn off, the body that has been cut in two, and even the whole person that has been shattered into slag, will be reversed back to the moment before the injury, intact in an instant.

And when this power is completely liberated, the form of the ancient king will descend directly on the current era through the will of the host, and the elements in the air are all disordered, and nothing can stop the supreme divine power. In the second port of Rain City, Xuan Yi only unlocked one percent of his power, and then killed the mad demon Han Fei who had defeated everyone with one blow, and even shook the entire island with it, which shows how terrifying its complete form is. In fact, Xuan Yi, who has this divine power, is indeed a rare opponent, and while he has made a great name in the war, he has also been named the "God of Killing" because of his inexplicable combat power.

However...... The indomitable God of Killing was finally knocked down to the mortal world. The reason is that it is the strongest killing weapon ever made by the seemingly weakest race, the human race.

Nuclear bomb.

Because of the characteristics of [immortality], which was originally the advantage of being able to inflict the slightest injury no matter what kind of attack it withstands, in the face of that terrifying and shocking nuclear explosion, it has become a kind of torture shackles that endure infinite torture. Between the flames and the pressure, Xuan Yi was crushed repeatedly, then reborn again and again, and finally, after going through a hellish trial, he finally received his prize after being on the verge of death on the spiritual level.

The huge amount of radiation absorbed by the center of the nuclear explosion, and the body that was heavily contaminated with it. In the face of the final weapon developed by human beings racking their brains, the insoluble divine power was also forced to lower its head, no matter how he tried, Xuan Yi had to accept the fact that the [Death Power], which can erase all the concept of death, is completely unable to remove even a little bit of pollution in the body, and even under the full drive, the power of the king can only follow the pace of pollution erosion and repair the damaged organs with all his might, and resist the spread of pollution in the body with the speed of repair, so that it cannot go further.

Since then, Xuan Yi has embarked on a long career of seclusion and healing, but even after more than 20 years of exploration and treatment, the situation has not improved at all. And what's worse is ...... Due to Xuanyi's willfulness, the power to maintain the status quo was withdrawn, causing the erosion rate of the body core pollution to explode instantly, and in just a few days, his state was extremely low.

Xuan Yi leaned against the trunk of the purple bell tree in the center of the old town, looking up at the starry night sky, and it was a rare sunny day in the rainy city tonight.

The breeze blows, the purple petals and the blue leaves of the treetops gently collide, and the soothing fragrance of flowers slowly falls between the wonderful wind chimes. Xuan Yi closed his eyes and silently felt the rare feeling of comfort in his body in the past few days.

He knew very well that he was no longer able to use the [Death Power], and that the erosion caused by that negligence was far beyond his imagination. Xuan Yi clenched his fists slightly, and the feeling of powerlessness from excessive overdraft transmitted back to his brain in the palm of his hand, he opened his eyes, and suddenly said without any movement around: "I'm sorry, I originally wanted to stay with you for the end of this life, this time, I'm afraid I can't wait for you to come back." ”

The surroundings were still quiet, except for the gentle sound of wind chimes.

"Don't say that, you know, I'm the kind of person who can't be idle. Even though no one answered, Xuan Yi still said to himself as if he was talking to someone, "Although the old ghost didn't say anything, I can still count my physical condition." Probably...... Four months? five months at most, exactly the number you like. ”

The lawn sounded softly, Xuan Yi stood up, patted the dust on his windbreaker, looked up at the sea of purple flowers swaying in the wind, and his clear eyes were slightly distracted, "At this time, I want to meet my old friends, and by the way, I want to learn about some things, and I can't hang up with a stomach full of question marks, right? Maybe we can find some secret recipe for treatment, just like the Fountain of Youth, which we found in Siberia." ”

With his palm stretched out, Xuan Yi silently stroked the surface of the tree, I don't know if it was a coincidence, at this time, a soft branch just hung down, gently slashing across the former's cheek. The light in his eyes flickered slightly, and Xuan Yi grabbed the soft branch and slowly stuck it on his face, "Don't worry, in the end, I will come back after all." Even in this state, I am an invincible [Killing God] Xuanyi, and when I am not there, take good care of myself. ”

The branches were withdrawn, and the sound of wind chimes colliding between the branches was heard, and finally the fragrance of the flowers was taken a deep breath, and Xuan straightened his collar and stepped into the dark road in the distance without looking back. In the middle of the night, the petals returned to tranquility, and the whole old town returned to a state of silence again.

…………

Exit east of the old town.

The old blockade was blowing in the wind, and at the end of the road, a man in a black trench coat strode in with a blank face. The match crossed, a cigarette was lit, Xuan Yi stopped, took a deep breath in his mouth, the rich tobacco mist rolled and echoed in his lungs, and turned into a cloud of smoke and spit out, his eyelids were slightly raised, and the clear eyes behind the lenses swept among the abandoned shops on both sides of the street, and the light laughter sounded, and he suddenly spoke-

"Captured alive, or dead?"

"The director's words, whether dead or alive. ”

In the dark corner, a clear reply sounded, and as soon as the words fell, the cold streets that were still uninhabited suddenly poured out in various hidden places, and a figure fell from the sky, shocking the scene in the huge bombardment.

"The [Ring] Executive, Don Gregor, the Emperor's Chief, is here to capture the rebel of the Empire, Xuan Yi, and capture it. With a flick of his wrist, a chain hammer fell to the ground, "Senior, don't make it difficult for us." ”

"It's really strange, when did I become your senior?" Xuan Yi depressedly spat out a puff of smoke rings, and the two short knives were in his hands, "Is this a very popular way to show weakness recently?"

"Before you answer that question, please come with us. The self-proclaimed executive of Gregor paced with a huge chain hammer in tow, and the white-clad agents around him began to gradually shrink the siege net, and Xuan Yi, who was in the center, shrugged his shoulders and bit the cigarette butt and showed a warlike smile.

"It doesn't matter, even if you call me a senior...... Then I'll take this responsibility and teach you little rabbits who don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth a good lesson!"

Arriving at zero o'clock, the three-day appointment, at this time the countdown begins.