"Hades, Death."

The little ghost in the black cloak appeared behind the two and said.

"The Lord God of the West is here."

Hearing this, Yan Lang raised his head.

"The Lord God of the West?"

Why did it come all of a sudden?

"No, isn't there no main god in the West?"

The Grim Reaper, who was standing on the side, narrowed his red eyes slightly, and the mask on his right face looked a little terrifying against the background of the darkness.

"You stand down first."

Yan Lang said to the little unjust soul.

"Yes."

Seeing the little ghost in front of them disappear, the expressions of the two became very solemn.

"Those who come are not good, I am afraid that they are here to die."

The Grim Reaper listened to the man and sat down in a chair beside him.

"How do you know?"

The Grim Reaper cocked Erlang's legs, staring at the man with blood-red eyes.

"Don't tease me, don't you also know that what the West lacks the most is death."

"And we did not participate in that war, so the losses were naturally few. But the West is the main battlefield, and the losses are bound to be heavy. ”

Yan Lang calmly gave the Grim Reaper an analysis, while the latter just listened without any change in expression.

"Not only that, but there has never been a Grim Reaper in the West, and there are many Grim Reapersin in the East...

"Not much."

Death slowly interrupted

"Counting me, there are only ten Grim Reapers, not to mention that we have a lot of affairs in the East, and the manpower itself is insufficient."

"I know."

At the mention of the lack of manpower, Yan Lang felt a headache.

The lack of manpower in the East is not a matter of a day or two.

Since the Great War hundreds of years ago, although the losses in the East have been small, the losses have been in the hands of people.

The representative of the main body of the East is the Eastern Difu, not only because of the new Yan Lang's good rule, but also because of the outstanding performance of the Grim Reaper that the Eastern Difu has a good direction.

But it lost to the West in numbers.

"We don't have enough Grim Reaper to give to the West, so let's let him go."

"The other party is the main god."

"It's really not good."

"Let's talk about it first."

Yan Lang broke the silence.

"Then I'll go change my clothes first."

The Grim Reaper also turned away.

Yan Lang tidied up the robe on his body, stood up, and slowly walked towards the main hall. He could only test the other party first, and he himself couldn't be sure of handing over one of the Grim Reapers.

What's more, the side of the Grim Reaper is not under his control.

"Welcome to the Eastern Underworld, Lord God Zeus."

Yan Lang sat on the main seat and said to the visitor next to him with a smile.

Zeus smiled, and standing beside him was the demon god Satan.

"Hades, you're welcome."

"I have a general understanding of the purpose of this visit."

Yan Lang waved his hand and asked the black and white impermanence beside him to pour tea for the two of them.

"The authority to govern the Grim Reaper is not mine."

"Not on you?"

Satan asked, raising a frown slightly.

"In addition to me, there is another big man in the Eastern Underworld.

Hades is in charge of everything in the underworld, and the other is the god of death, the most powerful of them all.

Therefore, the Grim Reaper has not been under my control since ancient times. ”

And this kind of breaking the rules?

"So Lord Zeus should ask her."

Looking in the direction indicated by Yan Lang, he saw a black-haired young man with a purple-red crystal hanging on his forehead, and his purple-red eyes looked like Satan.

Feeling the conflict of sight, Mo Xin turned her head and saw the eyes of the three people locked on her body.

“。。 Why are they all staring at me? ”

Bad premonition, up.