The idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel.

The cruel reality tells the god of death that if people are unlucky and drink cold boiled water, there is no most unlucky in this world, only more unlucky.

Or perhaps he proclaimed himself a god and angered the true gods of the underworld, punishing him with the help of others.

He had just run out of the hidden place where he was hiding his figure for less than a second, and after running less than twenty meters, he took off into the air, flew back upside down with a whirl, and fell back into the ice forest area with a thud.

The skull even bounced on the ground several times.

"Your Excellency the God of Death, where are you going?" A leopard face with a humanized smile appeared in front of the skull, whether it was tone or tone, the God of Death was all too familiar, it was through the Thunder Golden Eagle that chased him all the way.

The skull was locked by the shadow chains, and in the kung fu of falling back, the small tentacles formed by the energy of the death spell had all been retracted, and even the ghost fire in the eyes had disappeared, as if to silently tell others that I was a skull, I was just a skull, I was a skull with a wooden life, don't pay attention to me.

Sean fiddled with it with his paws, and said with a smile: "Don't pretend to be dead, I shouldn't have been able to kill you just now!No need to disguise yourself as an ordinary skull, whose skull have you ever seen is inky jade? Just like you, even if you throw it into the pile of skulls, it is the most conspicuous one, especially the runes on your head, which have completely betrayed you, these runes should have some unique meaning, right? Is it a seal? Or is it used to preserve your own soul? Theodore?? Jagsandr? This should be your real name, right? Engrave your name on the door of your head, you're unique. ”

Before Sean could finish speaking, several legs composed of magic energy suddenly appeared from under the black jade skull, and he wanted to escape while carrying it.

Its reaction speed was fast, Sean's reaction speed was even faster, and it rushed up with a claw, slapping it and rolling it several times, and the legs and feet composed of those spell energy were scattered again.

But soon a new one appeared, and I wanted to run, but a shadow hunting net fell on my head, covering it firmly.

"You damn bastard, let me out! Let me out!" the god of death finally couldn't hold back and screamed loudly, just like Sean just said, even without the series of operations just now, just the unique appearance of the skull itself completely exposed him.

The dense small characters on it are all written in rune scripts, and that mysterious atmosphere, even ordinary people who don't know about runes can clearly feel it, not to mention Sean, who has a deep knowledge in magic, can tell at a glance that this is a unique magic array, and the degree of mystery is higher than that of the energy reaction room.

However, in order to avoid the aerial eyes of the Thunder Golden Eagle, the God of Death completely abandoned the energy of the death spell, leaving only a small part as the kinetic energy for his escape.

Naturally, this was done out of caution.

In the eyes of those who are proficient in magic, the gathering of magic energy is very dazzling.

If he escapes with a large amount of magic energy, he will run away with a torch in the dark night, and tell others clearly, come and catch me, come and catch me!

There are pros and cons to doing so.

The upside is that the chances of escaping greatly increase.

The disadvantage is that once exposed, he will lose the ability to fight back, and without magic energy, even if he looks strange, he is just a skull, and a three-year-old child can use him as a ball.

The reason why the Shadow Soul Eater Leopard appeared here was naturally because Sean also had a ghost in his heart, and was ready to take advantage of the fact that the soul battlefield on the side of the Great Elder Crane attracted everyone's attention, and used the Shadow Soul Eater Leopard, who was good at sneaking, to touch the dragon skeleton battleship and find the location of the god of death's deity.

Sean didn't forget that the dragon skeleton battleship did not originally belong to the god of death, but was modified by it, and the black mist face in the air was composed of death spell energy, and it was not the god of death at all.

Before leaving, Sean had no idea what the god of death was.

Anything is possible.

Maybe a frozen corpse, or a mummy-like dried corpse.

Maybe a piece of wood, or even a stone.

Including a bone, the possibility of a skull he considered.

After all, the other party only needs a physical object to sustenance its soul, and there is not much demand for what it is.

The only thing that is certain is that no matter what it looks like, it must have a close relationship with magic and runes, and it should be very easy to identify.

Facts have proved that this inference is correct, and when he saw this black jade skull, just at the first glance, Sean was 100% sure that this was the culprit who caused the extinction of the Crane tribe, His Excellency the God of Death.

I don't know what to say about the god of death, Your Excellency?

Or is it that Lord Sean is out of luck.

Sean, who was in the state of the Shadow Soul Eater Leopard, had just touched the outside of the dragonwreck battleship, and before he could figure out how to sneak into it, he saw him sneakily out of the dragonwreck battleship, and even its fierce curse oath was heard clearly.

The reason why it didn't do it immediately was that the terrain of the ice forest was complicated, and it was easy for it to break free and sneak.

The second is that it is too close to the Dragon Skeleton Battleship, and the other party may remotely control the death spell energy on the Dragon Skeleton Battleship, once the counterattack breaks free, the next time you want to catch it, the difficulty will be greatly increased.

This worry was not superfluous, just as the Shadow Soul Eater Leopard took the skull down, the black mist face floating on the dragon wreck battleship suddenly collapsed, turned into a big hand, and grabbed at him, obviously trying to snatch the skull back.

It's just that this kind of remote control is more troublesome, whether it is the speed of transformation or the reaction speed of the black mist master, it is very unsatisfactory, and it is wishful thinking to catch the shadow soul eater leopard with agility as its strength.

The Shadow Soul Eater Leopard picked up the black jade skull in its mouth, turned its head and ran.

At a distance of nearly 100 meters, in an instant, the Shadow Soul Eater Leopard plunged headlong into the icy river and quickly swam towards the command ship of the Explorer fleet.

As the Moyu skull gets farther away from the dragon wreck battleship, the more difficult this remote operation will be, and the higher the instability of the black mist, just like a patient suffering from jitteria, whether it is the black mist big hand itself or the black fog is constantly shaking.

When the Shadow Soul Eater Leopard stepped onto the Explorer Fleet command ship, the big black mist hand that was only half stretched out collapsed, and the death spell energy attached to the dragon skeleton battleship was completely out of control.

More precisely.

Not only was the death spell energy on the Dragonwreck Battleship completely out of control, but all the souls in Grand Elder Crane's body were out of control.

The power that had trapped their souls was completely gone, and the disconnect between those revenant souls and the energy of death spells was even more serious.

Many of the souls that had emerged from the scars on Grand Elder Crane's body had howled and faded in less than a few seconds before they finally vanished.

In addition to the terrible howl, there was also a sense of relief that they had finally broken free from the shackles of unknown years, and returned to the path they should have taken many years ago - back to heaven and earth.

For those who are weak, this is not a way out.

This kind of natural reincarnation is obviously better than being reduced to food for other murderous souls, completely annihilated or enslaved again.

The price of eternal life is too great for them, and it is better to be imprisoned forever in a dark cage of darkness, anger, resentment, and remorse.

More and more souls discovered this way out and began to rush out, and the wounds on the body of the Great Elder Crane that had been finally pieced together were torn apart again, and countless souls drilled out with death spell energy.

For a moment, the scene was even more terrifying.

Grand Elder Klein was completely devoid of human form, and his body was full of thick and light souls, rushing in all directions.

But under the scorching sun, these surging souls became fainter and fainter, lighter and lighter, until they disappeared completely.

In that case, it looked as if the sun had killed them.

But in Sean's soul perspective, this is clearly not the case.

It may be that the concentration of souls gathered in the body of the Great Elder Crane is too high, and when these souls gush out of its body and begin to collapse, it forms an extremely powerful impact on the surrounding space.

This impact force is different from the impact force of an ordinary shell explosion and so on, and it comes from the soul.

If the words appear out of thin air, when these souls pass through it, they will leave wisps of matter, and the more words they pass through, the weaker they become, until they finally disappear, and in the whole process, except for Sean, a bystander, no soul is aware of the existence of these words, including the extremely powerful, condensed dragon soul and giant soul.

As they move through these words, they are also being hurt and absorbed by them.

It's just that their souls are too condensed and too large, and the damage of words to them is obviously much lower, and the flow of that substance is very slow.

Sean's eyes widened, observing the words.

The reason why they are described as words is because these distorted images are obviously repetitive.

In fact, Sean didn't know half of him.

Not Byron, not ancient Andes Chinese, not Elven, not giant, not even basic runes.

It's completely abstract words, but the first time he saw them, Sean had a mysterious feeling that was difficult to describe in words.

This feeling was not unfamiliar, and he would feel it more or less when he saw those magic circuits that had some unique operating principle.

The strongest feeling at the beginning should have been the energy reaction chamber, which later became the rune on the skull of the god of death.

But compared to the words shown now, these two are nothing but a big thing, and they are not a grade at all.

A word couldn't help but pop into Sean's mind - the law of heaven and earth.

Once the word comes out, it lingers.

In this world, there is naturally no theory of the laws of heaven and earth, but the abstract cognition brought by Sean in his previous life.

This kind of cognition still comes from the six realms of reincarnation, derived from the laws of heaven and earth.

Really asked Sean to explain what the laws of heaven and earth are, he couldn't say clearly for a while, at most he would answer a natural rise and fall of the development, human life, old age, sickness and death and other more common natural laws.

How do these words exist, and how do they work?

Sean can be said to know nothing, and he has too little information in his hands, so he can't snoop on it!

Stared at it for a long time, Sean was like reading a book from heaven, unable to understand or remember, he obviously felt that he had remembered, but when he closed his eyes and thought about it, there was nothing, only a mysterious smell.

This is simply an incredible thing for Sean, who has a vivid memory.

Seeing so many incredible things, Sean thought that his heart was big enough to surprise him with how few things in this world there were.

Whether it was facing the God of Death who broke scientific understanding, or the Great Elder Crane, he was not half shocked.

Now he was really shocked.

What the hell is this?

Could it be that the world he came out of is not the planetary state he knows, not in a large universe, but in a closed box?

Everything is made up of this mysterious, indescribable text?

All people, all living things are caged birds?

But what about the sun, moon and stars that I usually observe?

Except that the moon is a bit larger than in previous lives and sometimes appears red, there is not much difference.

Even if there is a unique energy such as magic energy in this world, Sean has always treated this world as if it was his last hometown, in the same universe, just separated by multiple galaxies.

But now it seems that it is because I think too simply, and my imagination is too lacking, and this world is far from being as simple as I think, perhaps because my position in my previous life was too low, and I didn't see the essence of that world.

The appearance of these words out of thin air has a subversive shock to Sean's worldview.

The impact is as strong as the original worldview is.

Although these words are incomprehensible and unmemorable, Sean is unwilling to let go of every minute and every second of observation.

If they are really the laws of heaven and earth that they understand, they will deal with them sooner or later on the road of pursuing their personal strength, and they will not be able to understand or remember them now, which does not mean that they will not be able to do so in the future.

As long as you know their existence, you can find a way to trace their traces.

At first glance, the words were in a vaguely transparent state, but as they absorbed the wisps of material that overflowed the souls, they began to take on a color, presumably a golden yellow.

The reason why the adjective should is used is because Sean is also a little unsure.

My previous knowledge, on these words that are suspected of the laws of heaven and earth, has become completely unusable, and the golden color in my memory seems to be able to match it, but it doesn't seem to match.

One of the words is particularly dazzling.

Not.

Is it one text, or two words, or a string of words.

Sean can't say it clearly, so let's just use a word to describe it here.

Not only because the text changes color the fastest, but also because it has a huge attraction and appeal to itself.

It seems that someone is saying, come here, come here, come here!

That kind of call is so strong, it's not as simple as scratching the liver and lungs.

But Sean suppressed his impulse.

For those souls, these words are no longer butcher's knives, they are simply shattering destroyers.

He hadn't forgotten that he was now in a state of soul armament, and who knew how high the protection of his soul would be from these energy skeletons?

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