Anna shook her hand absently, too lazy to bandage the wound.

She was more concerned about being ridiculed by her rival in public than the wound on her hand, and then fell in embarrassment.

"Ahhh It's all because of this ceremony, I'm so angry! ”

Anna exclaimed in displeasure.

Call!

The flames spread out behind her, forming a pair of wings.

Anna jumped to her feet and flew high and low in mid-air, finally finding her way.

She flew onto the Death Table.

- It is the sacred and inviolable territory of the Grim Reaper.

She drank too much completely.

……

Anna stood on a high platform symbolizing the god and looked around.

"Nothing but a broken rock."

Anna muttered, not realizing what she was doing.

There is nothing but a black stone block that symbolizes the Sleeping Treasure Box.

Yes, the Cult of the Dead Gods symbolizes the Sleeping Treasure Box with this black stone.

The Sleeping Treasure Box is a treasure carried by the mythical god of death, so naturally it will not really appear here.

Perhaps there are very few daring people in history who have risked blasphemy and flew up to see the Death's Sleeping Stand up close.

But there will never be anyone like Anna, who flies to the platform drunk and refuses to go down.

In the history of the Medici family, there was an unprecedented scene.

- Anna sits down on the Death's Sleeping Table.

Even if you sit here, it's still boring.

She dangled her feet in the air, clutching the bottle in her hands, thinking seriously.

"I'll go to the Federation later, I'm going to use this trick to put that little girl down, and then use that trick to let her know that she can't talk nonsense, and finally in order to impress her, I want to use the ultimate move......"

She was ruthless and kept pouring wine into her mouth.

I drank it all over my body, and I only felt that there was something in my chest that was extremely cold.

This thing was stuck in her chest, making her very uncomfortable.

Anna reached in and took out a small statue of the Grim Reaper.

Substitution Contract.

- The only token of death obtained by the ancestors of the Medici family.

Anna slapped it on the stone platform next to her.

Suddenly a pain came from his hand.

"Ahh

She screamed in pain.

Her hand had already scratched a whole piece of skin, and it had not been treated, and there was still blood coming out intermittently.

It's so good that she can't die, she grabbed the death token with her hand and slapped it on the stone platform.

Blood poured out from the wound on his hand, flowing down the small statue of death onto the stone platform that symbolized the sleeping treasure chest.

Blood, the Statue of Death, and the Sleeping Chest are connected.

A wonderful reaction was born.

Something crept in, silently lurking behind Anna and watching her.

Anna didn't know anything about it.

"Hmm! It hurts...... It's really unpleasant. She clutched the wound on her hand and let out a low cry of pain.

Putting down the bottle, Anna rummaged through her backpack, took out some emergency medical supplies, and handled her hands.

Dizzy, Anna almost fell asleep.

"It's boring, if only it were a little windy." She muttered to herself.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew from nowhere.

The wind made Anna's spirits clear.

Little did she know that she had made a deal with the Grim Reaper and had acquired a gust of wind.

If it were just that, she would be the least believer to make a wish to the gods of all the civilizations in countless worlds.

The invisible existence behind it is about to dissipate.

Suddenly, Anna sensed something was wrong.

"Oops." She muttered.

A familiar feeling welled up in her chest.

- She's going to throw up.

Spit when you say it!

Anna turned around and spat on the stone that symbolized the sleeping treasure chest.

"Vomit ......"

"Vomit ......"

“…… It's so uncomfortable, I drank too much? ”

She gasped as she took out a tissue to wipe her mouth.

didn't know that the invisible existence was just about to leave, but she vomited all over.

The invisible being stood frozen on the stone platform, not moving for a moment.

It had never encountered such a scenario.

Anna didn't realize it.

After she vomited, she felt more comfortable for the time being.

Looking around, Anna was surprised, "Huh? When did I come up? It's not a good place to sleep, just drop it and it's over. ”

After saying that, Anna carried the wine bottle, jumped up, and flew to the ground.

After the wind blew, my temples started to hurt a little.

The stamina of the wine has come up.

Anna staggered back to where she was sitting.

On the high platform, a violent air flow produced a sharp change.

The air whistled down, landing not far in front of Anna, right in front of her.

With the surging air current, the twelve giant statues with human bodies and dog faces around the temple suddenly lowered their heads together and looked down here.

For the first time in thousands of years, they moved.

It's a pity that no one noticed this scene.

The airflow returned to silence, soaring in mid-air, staring at Anna viciously.

This guy who offends the gods must be subjected to-

Kindness?

What does it taste like?

Airflow looked down suspiciously.

But under my feet was a wine glass with an attractive aroma.

This is wine......

Protect this place by yourself, I haven't smelled this in thousands of years......

By this time, Anna was almost back to where she was sitting.

Suddenly, she saw a dark shadow licking the glass she had placed on the floor.

Anna's eyes widened in drunkenness, and she rushed forward in a rage.

She exclaimed, "That's my cup!" ”

The black shadow was startled, and took a few steps back with the cup in his mouth.

Anna suddenly came to her senses and froze in place.

In the temple, where did the living creatures come from but themselves?

God can't be a living creature.

She patted her face, forced herself to calm down, and looked at the dark shadow again.

"Respectful—" Anna continued.

Because she finally saw that this was really not a god!

It's clearly a black dog!

Yes, just a dog.

And how could Death lick its own cup?

Anna breathed a sigh of relief.

But where did this dog come from?

She stepped forward.

The dog does not move.

She came to the dog.

The dog held the cup in its mouth, squinted, and stared at her.

A solemn and heavy aura appeared on it, slowly condensing into an invisible mysterious power.

This power is about to be released, and the person in front of him will suffer enough.

Just as the breath was about to kick in, Anna did something.

She handed the bottle in her hand.

"Drink?" She asked.

Although she was a little drunk, she still knew that it was not normal for a dog to appear here.

Perhaps the dog was a clue to summon the Grim Reaper.

Anna patted her forehead, a little regretful.

I didn't expect to get a response from the Grim Reaper, so I didn't bring anything.

Anna was covered in this bottle of wine.

It's the only thing she can get her hands on.

Now, she carefully handed the wine over.

The dog looked at her, then at the bottle in her hand.

A moment of stalemate.

The dog couldn't help but stretch out his paws and take the bottle.

It took a big sip of the bottle,

poured another big mouthful,

poured another big mouthful,

Took another big sip.

- Cool!

The dog licked his lips and put down the empty bottle in satisfaction.

It glanced at Anna, its eyes locked on the wound on Anna's hand, and its nose moved.

That's right, the blood just now belongs to the Medici family.

The black dog nodded imperceptibly,

But it's a contractual relationship, and it's a bit difficult to start.

This wine is also good.

Barely forgive each other?

The dog thought.

Anna waited aside, saw that it had finished drinking, hesitated for a while, and finally spoke.

This is the first time in thousands of years that the Medici family has communicated with the deities they worship.

This is also a rare contact with psychic beings in the human history of this planet.

What happens today is enough to go down in history forever.

In the temple of the Grim Reaper, twelve human-like statues with dog-faced faces hung their heads, silently watching this scene.

Anna looked at the black dog with a look of some uncertainty.

The overdose of alcohol made her head groggy and her thinking sluggish.

But she still tried to think hard, trying to grasp the crux of the problem.

Eventually, Anna figured out her problem.

She looked at the black dog carefully, hesitated, and said, "Is it ......?"

The black dog pricked up its ears, cocked its tail, and looked at Anna with a solemn expression.

"The temple also has a dog hole?" Anna muttered.

The dog is stupid.