Desert Grim Reaper. A man in a black cloak looked in a certain direction, his eyes glowing scarlet.

"Thor? They appeared, and the timing was right. The man in the black cloak did a good job of hiding a single part of his body, leaving only a pair of scarlet eyes.

This man was the Desert Reaper, and in this conference room that could accommodate thirty or twenty people, the Desert Grim Reaper looked in a certain direction through the huge window, like some parent who was looking forward to the return of his children. What he was waiting for, what he was blessing.

But the Desert Reaper exudes the aura of death, what can he bless?

The Desert Grim Reaper touched the glass and wanted to go over immediately, and he couldn't wait.

"It's not a coincidence, it's inevitable!"

The old voice seemed to emanate from every corner of the entire conference room, and the hissing feeling was as if the vocal cords were broken.

At this time, a black shadow came out of the cloak of the desert god of death, like a ghost of black fog. It's just that this is not a ghost, it's a god of death that is one of the artifacts.

"You said after waiting so long, do I need to break the shackles?" The Desert Reaper continued to look in that direction, communicating with the Grim Reaper.

The Grim Reaper is a black mist that doesn't even have eyes, like black smoke.

Another voice with a more sad tone also appeared, as if it was out of love, as if it was weak and self-defeating.

"No, if you break the shackles, maybe it will change." The shape of the black mist of death kept changing in the air, but it never dissipated.

The Desert Reaper shook his head and sighed, "Are you trying to tell me that every intersection is unique, and if it is destroyed, it may cause irreparable consequences?" ”。

"You know that, so don't ask me, don't try to change anything." Death pulses in the air.

"Maybe it's good to be yourself, right?" The Desert Grim Reaper and the Grim Reaper have a mystical conversation.

Both the Grim Reaper and the Desert Grim Reaper know what they are talking about, and they know one thing very well.

Be yourself, best.

At this time, there was a jumble of footsteps and a fierce noise outside the door.

"Don't stop me! I don't care about you! My brother is dead, and there is no one to avenge him? ”

"Calm down, this is not the place you can just mess around!"

"you! My brother has died until now and no one has avenged him? ”

"Please, aren't we an evil organization?"

"In order to help the head find an artifact, we ended up like this?"

"The head didn't let you read the top-secret text, nor did he approve your and your brother's actions!"

"I don't care! My brother and I are for the organization! ”

"To get promoted, right?"

The Desert Reaper didn't change his gaze because of the quarrel at the door, he still looked into the distance.

The Grim Reaper drifted through the crack in the door and slowly turned into a human being, much like the Desert Grim Reaper, but with a slight difference.

"Lord Death!" Everyone fell to their knees, except for the elder brother, who had lost his brother.

"Lord Death? I'm looking for Lord Desert! I'm looking for my head! The elder brother was crazy about his boss, and he stubbornly believed that it was the organization that caused his brother to die.

The cloak on the Grim Reaper's body covered his entire body, and the darkness of the cloak seemed to shimmer with starlight.

"You first peeked at the top-secret text without permission, and then killed a lot of people in search of the artifact Grim Reaper. First, the organization did not approve your actions, and second, you killed a lot of people, and the methods were cruel! "The starlight of the Grim Reaper seemed to be staring at that brother, and the starlight began to beat violently!" What do you think? Are you doing it right? ”

The brother was right, but he was furious when he heard that the organization had denied their actions!

"I think you're a liar!" Saying that, my brother punched the god of death.

"You think you're reasonable?" The Grim Reaper suddenly turned into a black mist, and then a little starlight twinkled in the black mist. "I'm not afraid to sue you, the desert master got me a month ago. I'm the Grim Reaper! ”

Then the black mist entered his body from his brother's ears.

The elder brother twitched up and down, and then there was a faint black mist in his mouth. Death entered his body, and the volume of the entire gaseous state seemed to be about to burst his brother.

"When the master established this organization, he said, "You have to do good deeds, but you have to tell others that we are a cult when they talk about us. We didn't let you actually do it, if anybody did. The master said that the man would be handed over to me, and the only end would be death! Death said those words fiercely, warning everyone.

The Desert Reaper is called the Desert Lord, but no one knows that he wants others to call him the Desert Reaper.

He continued to look into the distance in the conference room, and everything outside the door had nothing to do with him.

The Desert Grim Reaper muttered to himself, "It's time, let a coincidence become inevitable." Then the red light in the cloak disappeared, indicating that he had closed his eyes.

The brother outside the door was propped up like a balloon, but it didn't explode, and under normal circumstances, there would be no human body being propped up. Now everyone looks at this scene and thinks that this Grim Reaper is particularly cruel, but who has ever thought about the cruelty of his brother and brother?

At this time, the order of the Desert Reaper came from the conference room.

"No matter what, kill those two children with Thor by their side at any cost! Remember, it's nirvana! ”

Everyone nodded, then put their right hands on their hearts, straightened their bodies and said, "Yes!" ”

Everyone has gone to work, and the better the work, the better the chances of getting better Phantom Martial Arts. Or it is a resource to upgrade the level, so that the path of the strong is smoother and costs a lot less.

The Desert Grim Reaper created this organization from scratch, and now this organization has survived until now because of this desert master in people's mouths, and his orders are correct, no matter how unreasonable it is, it is for the sake of organizing well.

So no one questioned the desert man's decision to kill the two children, even though everyone didn't know what was going on.

Everyone watched the man die and retreated, leaving only the elder brother at the door of the conference room, and of course there was still death in his body.

Immediately afterward, my brother's body began to get smaller and no longer swelled as much.

At this moment, the Grim Reaper also flew out of his brother's body, and then the Grim Reaper looked at the corpse that looked like a balloon had deflated and left.

The corpse is like a shriveled balloon, and it disappears when the Grim Reaper enters the conference room through the crack in the door, huh?

The Grim Reaper looked at the Desert Grim Reaper, turned into a black mist and said, "Hey, what is inevitable cannot be changed." ”

"But I'd love to change, really. I hope Chu Tianjie and Wu Yishuang will not be hunted down, but you insist that the inevitable things can't be changed, and to be honest, I don't know what to do. The Desert Grim Reaper said weakly.

"Isn't that what you're here to get here to travel through space at all latitudes? Therefore, it is necessary to allow those inevitable things to remain. Otherwise, you may really regret it, so be yourself. "The Grim Reaper bit very hard when he talked about the last two of himself, and the Desert Grim Reaper was silent after hearing this, and did not say anything. The Grim Reaper was watching from the side, and he didn't bother, just watched, watching Chu Tianjie and Wu Yishuang!