Chapter Twenty-Three: The Realm of the Grim Reaper

"Need the Wings of the Reaper to enter and exit the Realm of Death?"

Tang Zhe controlled the puppet clone to search and check the memories of the god of death Ryuk, and learned a lot of historical information about the world of death, and the information that the wings of the god of death were needed to enter and exit the world of death freely.

Compared to the slightly superficial news that having the Wings of Death can enter and exit the Grim Reaper Realm.

The history of the Death Realm is the one that attracts Tang Zhe's attention the most.

There is an image in the memory of Ryuk, the god of death, the king of death once said in a dream during his sleep for more than ten years, the world of death was not called this before, it used to be a highly developed civilization, and later developed a new type of technology, as if opening the door to a new century.

The scientists among them discovered that they could take the lives of others through special paper, and then extend their own lifespan, and later improved a lot over a long period of time, and developed technologies to modify the body, and even researched various space technologies, so that they could appear in the universe and take the lives of other life forms.

Over the years, their world has also been renamed the Grim Reaper Realm, and they have also changed their name to the Grim Reaper, just because they wantonly take the lives of others and continue their own lives.

However.

The longer you live, the more you experience, and I don't know how long it will take, and some of the Grim Reaper feel bored, and no longer use special paper to take the lives of others, so they die.

……

Tang Zhe also found that some of the memory images were learned by the god of death Ryuk reading the history of the god of death, and when he thought that the so-called god of death was nothing but aliens, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, and he couldn't help but complain.

"This kind of technology is a little familiar, a bit similar to the genetic technology of the time and space of the Time Planning Bureau's movie, and it can also prolong the life span by taking the lives of others, compared with the two, it seems that each has its own advantages and disadvantages!"

Tang Zhe had already decided that he was going to control the puppet clone to go to the Death God Realm to obtain complete civilization knowledge, and he glanced at Death Reaper Ryuk again, and was also thinking about what to do with it.

"It's better to just delete a memory!"

Tang Zhe pondered thousands of times in an instant, and as soon as his thoughts moved, he simply hypnotized the god of death Luke, and then completely erased the ten-minute memory of encountering the puppet clone.

"Buzz!"

Under Tang Zhe's control, the puppet clone moved to the center of the Pacific Ocean in response, and then flew into space, and at the same time, the two arms behind it quickly changed into a pair of Death Wings according to the structure of Death Luck Wings.

Not long after,

The puppet clone has arrived at the entrance to the Grim Reaper's memory of Ryuk.

"Instead of transforming into the Wings of Death, why don't you directly transform into Ryuk, the God of Death?"

"Wait, Ryuk is still in the human world, but that Death Geras is dead, and the former does look the same as in the comics, and the latter should be the same......"

Tang Zhe pondered like this, and the numb god of death would not know which god of death had died unless he was familiar with it, not to mention that the particle structure of the god of death was all known, so he decisively controlled the puppet clone to transform into the appearance of the god of death, Geras.

"According to the memory of Ryuk, the god of death, there may not be a god of death at the entrance of the god of death to check the human world for decades, and the king of death will have to sleep for decades......"

Tang Zhe prepared everything and controlled the puppet clone that had become the god of death Jelas, and entered the entrance of the god of death realm with his wings spread.

Through a curtain of water, ripples are made.

Then.

"No death! It's a good situation. ”

Tang Zhe saw a staircase corridor spiraling up from the bottom through the vision of the puppet clone that had turned into the god of death, and he walked up, his eyes also looking at the top of the spiral staircase.

I saw that the puppet clone turned into the god of death Jelath was very short, the whole body was like a few pieces of cloth patched and sewn together, some of the limbs looked like steel armor, and some looked like rotten rags, like the body of the god of death that was patched together.

The spiraling staircase, walking on it, stirred up all sorts of sand and dust, some of which looked like the remains of metal objects that had been placed for thousands of years, some of which looked like rotten wood products that had been placed for thousands of years, and some of which looked like grains of sand made of the dead Grim Reaper.

Climb the stairs.

Tang Zhe also looked at the side wall of the stairs through the vision of the puppet clone that had turned into the god of death, and vaguely found that there used to be murals, but now they are all weathered.

After walking around the circle several times, he collected a few random samples for study, and gained insight into the structure of the particles, and almost dug three feet into the ground where he passed, and everything worth studying was scavenged.

When the puppet doppelganger transformed Grim Reaper Jelath walked to the end of the spiral staircase and came to the Death Realm.

As far as the eye can see, there is a barrenness.

Everywhere you can see broken and weathered rocks, dead old trees that fall to the ground, and behind the trees there are three Grim Reapers, numbly playing cards, and two Grim Reapers, numb bystanders, who don't talk much.

And the reason why the Grim Reaper gather here is also because it is close to the entrance of the Grim Reaper Realm to the Human Realm, and you can observe the Human Realm at any time after playing cards, so as to replenish your life and continue to play cards.

"It's all rotten, and it's not worth much research."

Tang Zhe controlled the puppet clone and looked around, after all, it was the god of death Jerath, the armor below the left shoulder, and when it turned slightly, it made a sound like a metal gear rubbing.

Then.

"Ah, it's Geras!"

One of the three Grim Reapers, who was watching the cards with a bandage on his head, turned his head mechanically, and the sound of two broken rags rubbing between his neck twisted and his neck, and a cloud of dust sprinkled from the back of his neck.

"I remember that Jerath didn't seem to go down? To three. ”

"I think you're mistaken, I remember that Garas's friend Rem went down, and they should have gone down together at that time! I can't afford it. ”

"Maybe Jerath is too short for us to see, haha! King fried. ”

The three Grim Reapers, who were playing cards, talked unscrupulously and expressionlessly, after all, they had the impression that the usual Geras walked away silently.

"Who of you, you've been playing for hundreds of years, and your lifespan is not enough, go and replenish it!" Another onlooker glanced at Grimaper Jelath and said to the three Grim Reapers, who were playing cards.

"It's still early, you can go find two more Grim Reapers, and play mahjong together. Pair four. ”

In fact, just as they thought, the puppet doppelganger transformed Death Geras did walk away silently.

Through the vision of the puppet clone, Tang Zhe looked up at the high sky in front of him, which looked a little purple in the darkness, and advanced according to the general position of the god of death in Ryuk's memory.

"You can play a card for hundreds of years, and in this time and space, there is no one but the Grim Reaper!"

Tang Zhe continued to control the puppet clone that had transformed into the god of death, Jeras, and walked forward, looking at the strange cliffs formed by rising from the ground around him, the peaks of the mountains were all oblique and horizontal, this cliff and the top of the mountain were not high or long, only a dozen zhang, but they were extremely strong.

"This ...... It looks like a fleet docked to the shore. ”

Tang Zhe looked at it carefully, and felt more and more very likely in his heart, and pondered: "Not only does it look like it, but the degree of weathering is also different, obviously the initial material is much more delicate than these under his feet." ”

"However, they are all rotten, and there is not much value in recycling."

Tang Zhe is also secretly regretful, and at the same time, he is also deducing in his heart that if there is really a civilization, there is no need to eat to replenish energy, and only need to supplement life expectancy to maintain life activities all the time, immortal, immortal and immortal, what will happen in the future.

A bit of extravagance.

"Indeed, if you don't need to eat to replenish your energy, you can still be immortal, I'm afraid that except for the initial period of time, you will fall for not chasing the goal in the future!"

After Tang Zhe deduced, he felt a lot of feelings in his heart, and thought that since he traveled through time and space, he had also had a lot of confusion in his heart.

Sometimes I think too much, I am constrained, and sometimes I do what I want, and I have to bear the consequences of the collapse of various planes and planes in the end.

Even if you create a puppet clone, you still have a fleeting doubt in your heart, worrying that there will be a disaster.

It has also been proven that the crazy creation of puppet clones will indeed have a great legacy, and after solving it, it will become a way to strengthen the power of the Chaos Origin.

Now.

Tang Zhe controlled the puppet clone to come to the Death Realm, and he was relieved, so the few hair clones of the puppet clone in this time and space were even more unscrupulous to carry out lifelong career-type activities.

There is a kind of drive to make the original comic protagonist lonely for a lifetime, not to mention that it can also enhance his own big and small thoughts, and then strengthen the power of the Origin of Chaos.

Suddenly.

Jelas, the god of death, who had changed from a puppet clone, stopped and walked towards the location of the King of Death in Luck's memory. (To be continued.) )