With absolute intelligence superiority, and according to the enemy meeting model deduced by the intelligence core, the four of Rhodes easily tied the black-clothed Grim Reaper to the ground with iron cables.

The black-clothed god of death who assassinated countless powerful and powerful professionals, one of the top members of the Black Mi Brotherhood, was easily captured by the four of Rhodes at this time.

It's just the unexpected fact that the black-clothed Grim Reaper is just an ordinary person with a body value of less than ten points.

"Even the Great Magus can't take out the soul, it's really amazing equipment, that's why it's said that it's the Black Death."

"But we don't need your soul, as long as we have your memories, is it enough to have your memories, can the black clothes really protect your memories? I'm looking forward to it. ”

Rhodes approached step by step, slowly coveting the oppressive sense of death in black, both verbally and visually.

Simone, with a grim smile, floated off the Iron Giant's shoulders and landed in front of the black-clothed Grim Reaper's head, her right hand lightly pressed on her face shrouded in black mist, and a faint golden flame flashed in her eyes.

"I'm looking forward to the memories of the top brass of Heimi."

"Psychic toxin~~." Simone's voice was a little erratic, and if it was real, ordinary people in black did not hear it.

The black-clothed Reaper's body shook significantly more violently, but the steel chains tightly bound him, and he said coldly: "It's useless, I have the protection of the black-clothed body, you can't get any useful information, and the Heimi system is very strict, even if I am a core member of the Heimi, I can't get too much information, you are destined to be disappointed." ”

Rod didn't say a word, the nine-meter-tall steel body moved forward step by step, continuing to give it visual oppression, and the palm larger than a person slowly covered the whole body of the black-clothed god of death, and pressed the black-clothed with three points of force, but the black-clothed man did not move, and easily resisted the palm of Rhodes Steel.

"Huh!"

It increased to five points of force, seven points of force, nine points of force, ten points of force, and finally even burst out of twelve points of force, but the black clothes were never unusual, and they were still intact on the black god of death.

This time, Rod was really a little surprised.

The Iron Giant's strength bonus is 25, his original strength was 35, and his current strength is 60.

Numerically alone, he is now about thirty times stronger than a strong adult male.

If you add the natural bonus of the steel giant's huge tonnage, his actual strength will be even stronger, but even so, he can't crush the black clothes.

Rhodes had a lot of thoughts in his heart, his hands were not slow, and the sword pressure exploded violently, but what was even more incredible was that the black clothes actually offset the sword pressure.

Rhodes Steel's face finally showed surprise, and then burst out with magic power, reaching a total of 315 depths and 70S, and the magic power instantly broke through the white clouds in the sky, but the black clothes were still indifferent.

The black-clothed god of death didn't say a word, but the silent mockery was overflowing, covered by Simone, and the black mist that only showed his mouth showed a mocking smile, and the originally dignified heart suddenly let go, and turned to concentrate on resisting the corrosive power that had been everywhere since he was hit just now, and used the remaining strength to slowly condense the power of the black, relying on the excellent concealment of the black, and carefully not let the four of Rhodes find out.

At the same time, Simone also smiled, and the golden flame in her eyes flickered more violently. However, the black-clad Grim Reaper, whose eyes were covered, could not see this.

Daphne and Marianne fell from Rod's shoulders, regained their previous grinning appearances, and ran curiously to the black-clothed Grim Reaper, grabbed the cloak and black-clothed with force, and looked at the black-clothed Grim Reaper's gaze like a doll, as if the indifferent corpse-like person just now was fake.

Daphne smiled widely, like a three-year-old girl, and Marianne looked curiously at the shadow of the black-clad Grim Reaper.

"Harahara, I don't know how long you can hold out."

"That attack just now was not comfortable, although I don't know what your black clothes are, and I don't know the principle of protecting the soul, but I can't resist the attack that goes straight to the soul."

Daphne is like a cute little girl talking to her grandfather, innocently saying something unusually cruel.

"People tell you, the ash gas just now is a death attack, just like the body that is corroded by acid, the soul will be corroded by small pieces, if it is not solved in time, the soul will dissipate and die."

Daphne suddenly grinned, revealing two rows of good-looking white teeth.

"In the end...... You can't even go to the underworld, and that stingy ghost can't judge your sins, so you can't be reincarnated as a human being. ”

When it comes to death, no one can face it calmly.

What's more, it is still the result of the soul being scattered, and the other world that can still enter the underworld after this death will equate the attack of soul dissolution with killing his father and wife.

Even if he is called the black-clothed god of death, his essence is still an ordinary person, even if he has experienced countless lives and deaths, he has always been good at long-range attacks, which makes the black-clothed god of death far less tenacious than a professional.

Hearing Daphne's innocent and vicious words, his heart instantly moved, a faint fear and anger could not stop surging, and his emotions were instantly unbalanced.

However, as soon as his emotions were out of balance, the black-clothed god of death realized that something was wrong with his rich experience and knowledge, and immediately wanted to regain his emotions, but it was too late.

"The psychic toxin is successfully injected, and the personality begins to invade."

Simone stood up with a smile on her face, unconcerned about being stared at by the black-clad Grim Reaper lying on her back.

Marianne's little hand had grasped a black shadow at some point, and the end of the shadow was connected to the body of the black-clothed Grim Reaper.

"Shadow remnants, read successfully."

Marianne casts a large screen with black and white images, like an old silent black-and-white TV series, a TV series with the Grim Reaper in black as the main character.

It's just that the picture is not comprehensive, it seems that only deep memories can be presented in the picture, and the most frequent picture is a riverside town, an adult man and a little boy are stunned.

The adult man was carefully teaching the little boy something, and finally in the little boy's words for help, the adult man seemed to have made up his mind, and the picture changed, and the man put on a black cloak and turned into the black-clothed Grim Reaper in front of the eyes of the four Rhodes.

"Huh!?"

Rod was shocked, the figure of the little boy made him a little familiar, for a moment, he slapped his head suddenly, dismissed the steel body to reveal his true body, and took out a soul crystal from his arms, and pictures kept emerging in it, like a TV series.

The protagonist is a strong man, but the main supporting role is also a little boy, and the faces of the two little boys are seven or eight points similar.

"Right Minister Yu ......." Rhodes suddenly remembered the boy who had been kidnapped by Heimi.

was seen in the memory, and the identity of the boy was revealed in person, the body of the black-clothed god of death was shocked, and the body that had stopped struggling began to struggle again, and the stable mood was once again flawed.

"The personality invasion succeeded, and the memory began to be read."

Simone stepped on the black-clothed Grim Reaper's moving face, Jin Yan in her eyes burned violently, and her hands seemed to be fluctuating messily, and with the fluctuations, Jin Yan in her eyes quickly turned into a faint picture.

Rod said coldly: "Leave Heimi's memory alone, and find the boy's location first." ”

"Understood." Simone's voice was grim like a robot.

The black-clothed Grim Reaper was finally shocked, and there was no longer time to slowly condense the power of the black-clothed body, and the constant reading of memories made him panic, and the insecurity of a large loss of privacy prompted him to make a difficult decision.

"Ahh