Should I say that it is worthy of the god of death, Dreyfus, and sent a subordinate to pick me up is an apostolic existence?

Surprise is surprise, but Yang Bai will not have any desperate thoughts, the god of death is very powerful, but it is not in control of everything.

If he really has a bunch of this girl-like subordinate, if he can really act freely, then why would he choose to be a gamer-like bystander instead of really meddling in everything.

Yang Bai was sure that the existence that had crossed the fourth shackle must have restrictions on everything in the Arad Continent and the Demon Realm that he did not know.

The thoughts in his head continued, but Yang Bai and his party had gradually gone deep into the Valley of the Dead under the leadership of that girl.

"Everyone's so boring, huh? Is it okay to have a chat? Let me introduce myself, my name is Heda, what about you. The apostle-level girl walking at the front door said casually.

The three of them in the "......" group had something on their minds, and no one talked to them at all.

Even so, Hedda was not embarrassed, but continued to talk to himself, looking a little strange and a little crazy.

"Alright, here, I'll be able to see Master Dreyfus soon, so happy."

"I really want to thank you, Mr. Yang Bai, you haven't seen Master Dreyfus for decades."

"Woooooooooo......oo Wouldn't it be hated? ”

Hedda was still talking to herself, but where she stopped was a deserted clearing with nothing out of the ordinary.

Soon, Hedda was seen as he spoke, and as he took out a key that was completely black, he writhed it into the void.

Above the empty clearing, a pitch-black circular staircase appeared in front of everyone, and a thick black mist filled with the breath of death attached to it was attached to it, and there was no end in sight at the top.

Jumping up the second step of the ladder, Hedda began to move forward like a child, jumping two or three times, as if he couldn't climb the stairs normally.

With a slight frown, Yang Bai's mood became more and more weird, but he could only follow her footsteps and embark on this ladder full of unknowns.

After walking for a short time, the surrounding scenery began to become blurry and distorted, and Yang Bai obviously didn't have any sense, but he noticed that the surrounding space might change.

Maybe this is the ability that only appears after breaking through the fourth layer, right?

Continuing upwards, the distorted scenery was replaced by a complete darkness.

Walking on the stairs, the view from above is very restricted, and you can only see a few floors away, and the original vague scenery below has completely disappeared, as if you are completely in darkness.

Walking here, Yang Bai couldn't help but recall the black fog space he was in when he first faced the forces of death.

No matter what the road is, there will be an end after all, the footsteps above "da-da-da" stopped, and when Yang Bai came back to his senses, the group was already standing in an incomparably empty gloomy hall.

Turning his head suddenly, the staircase leading to here had disappeared at some point, as if it had never appeared.

The original jumping movements suddenly became restrained, and Heda, who was still like a wild child just now, instantly became like a noble princess, and every step was very shallow.

Eventually, the group reached the end of the main hall, and in front of them were several steps that did not look like a human walk, and above the staircase was a throne made of bones and black goo, on which sat a figure covered in black robes.

All he was exposed was the pale skull under the hood, the skull's eyes hollow and filled with a strange sense of nothingness, and he didn't know if it was a disguise, a mask, or if it was really like that.

The strangest thing was the huge scythe that sat diagonally next to the throne, and its position was right on the side of the figure's head, as if it would cut off his head in the next second.

"Long time no see, Master Drymouth." Grabbing the hem of his skirt, Hedda saluted with great respect.

"Thank you for your willingness to bring my guests here, Heda." The Grim Reaper didn't speak, but a voice came out, and the voice couldn't hear the men and women, and even as soon as he finished speaking, Yang Bai completely forgot his timbre.

"No, Lord Drymouth, this is your humble servant, Hedda should do."

Yang Bai found that Hedda always kept her head down when she spoke, and she didn't dare to look up at all, but she was really a "humble servant" as she said.

It's really a big deal to be treated like this by an apostle-level existence.

Looking at the Grim Reaper above, Yang Bai didn't feel any pressure or threat on his body.

It's strange that when his strength hasn't broken through the second shackle, he has felt a sense of oppression in those who have broken through the second shackle......

"Lord Drymouth, my people were taken captive by you, right?" Seeing that the god of death did not mean to take the initiative to speak, Yang Bai simply asked directly.

His behavior was obviously a bit disrespectful, but Yang Bai ignored Heda who was looking at him with murderous intent.

"That's right." The Grim Reaper replied very naturally.

"So what are you asking me to come here for? Return them? Yang Bai asked.

"Of course, this is also one of the reasons, but Mr. Yang Bai and I have been friends for a long time, and I invite you to come this time, mainly to discuss some things.

I'll tell you one thing, in fact, Herder's behavior was tacitly acquiesced by several people, including me, but that's okay...... Because now my thinking has changed, in fact, we can work together.

You can continue to do what you want, I won't stop it, I can even help you a little bit, and you don't have to pay anything, what I need, I'll charge myself at the end. ”

"As long as you're happy." Yang Bai didn't ask, he knew his situation very well, he knew that even if he asked, people would not answer, and now he only hoped that this matter could end smoothly.

"Hehe, I like your decisive character, but you are also very cautious. But I'm a very cautious person, so I need you to say a word, rest assured, there is no need for a contract, just a verbal agreement.

As long as you promise the agreement between us, I will let all your people go, and you will also find that your plan will become smoother, isn't it great? Fair enough? ”

The words of the Grim Reaper reminded Yang Bai of yesterday's Baston's warning, including the answer just now, he was also avoiding "promises".

"Sorry, can I say no?" Taking a deep breath, Yang Bai said in a deep voice.

"Of course, no problem, but if you do, you're going to have to put me through a test, and ...... Can't take anyone away. By the way, and that girl, too, is going to stay. Death's tone remained flat, and he pointed at Celia.

"Sorry, can I say no?" Yang Bai repeated the sentence just now.

"It's a pity, this time...... No. ”

clenched the fists in his hands, and the answer of the Grim Reaper made Yang Bai's heart burn with anger, but there was nowhere to vent.

The meaning of the Grim Reaper is very simple, promising his "verbal agreement" that Yang Bai can take Dolores and the others away, and there seems to be no loss.

And if he refuses, he will not only endure the test of the unknown, but also keep Celia with no return, it is simply ...... No different from bandits!

And what about him? Fly into a rage? Tearing your face? To challenge the Grim Reaper?

Yang Bai knows better than anyone else...... He's not qualified......

Feeling the increasingly dense death around him, he suspected that Dreyfus might only need one thought, and he would die here silently!

He understood that from the moment he stepped into this place, the word fairness was gone.

Looking at Lines beside him, who was trembling with his head down, and Celia with a confused face, Yang Bai hesitated, could he really refuse? Obviously, it seems that all he needs is a word, and there will be no problem......

Dolores and the others will be saved, and Celia will leave safely...... All it takes is a word from him.

And at this moment, Lines, who was silent, raised his head suddenly.

"Captain, refuse him!" His eyes were red and his teeth were bitten out of blood, but his gaze was extremely resolute: "Don't worry, don't bow your head...... I know that you're not the kind of person who would give up all your choices to someone else! ”

"I ...... I think so too, let's make a decision, Mr. Yang Bai. Celia also laughed, as if she didn't care about her life or death.

Yang Bai was silent, he knew, even if he promised the god of death? Is that just a matter of giving the choice to death, naively pinning his hopes on him keeping his promise?

It must be admitted that Yang Bai knows very well that he is not a calm person, and he is not the kind of person who can give up everything for the sake of the overall situation.

Therefore, he chose to make a desperate bet for Dolores and others, and came to this place full of dangers and unknowns.

Reason...... It is because he is unwilling to submit to reality.

And now, is he going to give in?

"I'm sorry, I choose to refuse!" Looking up at Dreyfus, the god of death on the throne, Yang Bai said coldly.

Maybe he has no choice now, but he will survive, and one day, he will make this proud fellow bow his noble head!

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Writing this, some friends may not understand: "Is the protagonist a fool?" knew that it might be sent to death and sent it to the door, but now it's okay, and the wife is compensated and the soldiers are broken. ”

But in my setting, Yang Bai is such a person, he is unwilling to submit to reality, he treats his enemies coldly, but he treats his friends and partners very gently.

He is unwilling to give up his friends for the sake of his so-called overall situation, even if he does something he is not sure of, this is his belief.

And you must know that there is no such thing as Caracas, and Yang Bai is destined to be inescapable.

For he did not know, if he let it go, as if he did not know, whether the same thing would happen to his companions, or to himself, in the future.

So his only choice is to solve this matter, even if it may be in the mouth of a tiger.

In short~~~ 3000 words in a chapter, it is expected that 600 chapters will be completed, and the final words are rushing!