In a huge palace that was extremely luxurious, a middle-aged man in a luxurious golden brocade robe was approaching the woman in a purple robe in front of him step by step.

"Aster, you can't escape my palm! It was, it is, and it will be! The man in the golden brocade robe said loudly, forcing the woman into a corner step by step.

"You can't make it! Evil cannot defeat good, and you will surely fail! The woman in the purple robe stepped back into the corner and shouted a little inwardly. Her eyes flickered, and she was afraid that even she herself would not believe it.

"Hahahaha! No one can stop me! When I fuse the five elements into one, even the sacrifice of the god of death will also surrender at my feet! The brocade-robed man stepped forward and gently stroked the woman's cheek, looking like he was winning.

"If it were me, I wouldn't be so close to a woman with a weapon that would kill her." A voice that was plain, but with the momentum of looking down on the world, suddenly sounded.

"What man!?" The brocade-robed man was suddenly startled, and instinctively wanted to turn around and look at the source of the sound.

At the moment when the brocade-robed man was a little distracted, the eyes of the woman in the purple skirt, who originally showed a panicked look on her face, changed, and a dagger that appeared at some unknown time stabbed the brocade-robed man's heart like lightning!

"What!" The brocade-robed man was shocked, and an extreme feeling of death enveloped his heart, but he didn't have time to react. The dagger is too fast, the distance is too close!

"Humph! Now that I'm here, he can't die yet! The flat voice suddenly turned to majesty, and a suffocating momentum appeared. Meantime. A golden streamer appeared, piercing through the brocade-robed man at the same time. Hit that dagger at the last moment!

"Dang!" There was a crisp metal crash, and the dagger in the woman's hand was instantly broken into several sections. "Boom!" At the same time, the woman was also knocked into the wall behind her. It's stuck in it.

"Who are you?" The brocade-robed man didn't look at the injuries on his body that were healing rapidly, and while his heart was palpitating, he also cautiously looked at a young man in ancient armor who was walking through the door.

"Who am I? I'm here to replace you, a domineering and discreet fellow. The armored young man said as he walked in front of the middle-aged man step by step.

"You! How could you!? The middle-aged man saw the appearance of the man in armor clearly, and suddenly his face changed drastically, with a look of disbelief.

"I am you, only more powerful, more intelligent!" The man in armor said. Suddenly made a move, grabbing the throat of the middle-aged man who couldn't react. "Your strength should contribute to our common goal!" The armored youth said, his right hand slammed into force!

"You! How is this possible?! The middle-aged man felt the rapid loss of power in his body, and his face once again showed disbelief, and at the same time, his body suddenly swelled, turning into a huge monster, trying to break free!

"Dying throes!" The armored young man's eyes sharpened, and his body began to swell. Become a monster like a middle-aged man, but bigger, more powerful, and covered in armor!

"No!" The middle-aged man has lost too much strength. Turned into its original form, and after letting out an unwilling roar, it was swallowed by the huge monster in front of it.

The corners on the monster's head are thicker. The body size has also faintly become larger, and the momentum on the body is more obscure and powerful!

"Despicable woman! You can never stop me! As long as I completely rule the world. Under the laws of the world, all the same planes. It will be my victory! At that time, I will be immortal! "The monster turned into a young man in armor again, and in front of the woman, it seemed to announce to the whole world!

"But you won't see that day." The armored youth smirked, and with one hand crushed the head of Aster, who had lost his immortal body and was dying.

Beyond the huge palace are countless soldiers who seem to be clay sculptures. The armoured youth stood on top of the high palace and looked down on all the soldiers.

The next moment, all the soldiers began to move, moving in all directions in unison, with extremely rapid pace. The armored young man looked up at the sky, and silently said in his heart: Damn the Lord God, this world belongs to us, and you are not qualified to touch it! The armored young man muttered silently in his heart as he sounded the damned mission left by the Lord God, and his face became slightly distorted. This task has seriously slowed down his progress!

In a majestic temple in the middle of the endless desert, supported by countless huge stone pillars, a bald man is praying to a god, and on the side, a monster with a scorpion on the lower body and a human on the upper body is dutifully guarding it.

In front of the bald man were two quaint books, one with a pale golden light, far away from the bald man. A book glowing with a frightening black light was being held in the hand of the bald man at the moment.

"The sun is too cloudy" The bald man frowned deeply, understanding the content of the book little by little. He wants to truly resurrect his favorite, not the current slut mixed with other souls, so there can't be the slightest sloppiness!

"Immorton, you alone cannot comprehend the mysteries of the Black Book of the Dead! It is a thing of the gods, and only I, as a descendant of the gods, can interpret it! An old voice suddenly rang out in the silent temple.

"Roar!" The half-human, half-scorpion monster roared, the golden spear in its hand aimed in one direction.

The bald man Immorton turned and looked at where the Scorpion King's spear was pointing. Under Immorton's gaze, a pile of sand suddenly appeared on the originally clean stone slab, and the sand slowly rose, condensed and formed in the air, transforming into the appearance of a thin old man.

"Pharaoh?!" Immorton's calm face changed, and a faint coldness and murderous intent welled up in the depths of his eyes.

"Hehe, Immorton, you want to kill me? There is absolutely no reason for this. The thin old man's body took shape, and a golden scepter appeared in his hand, gently tapping the ground with a gentle appearance.

"Reason? The fact that you are Pharaoh is enough for me to smash you to death! Immorton put away the Sun Golden Sutra and the Undead Black Sutra in his hand and took a step forward!

"Hehe, are you really going to kill me? It was a very stupid decision. First, I can help you resurrect your true wife. Secondly, I don't think you'll be able to kill me. The thin old man said, with a faint look of pride on his face.

Immorton heard the thin old man say that he could help him resurrect the wife in his heart, and the light in his eyes flickered, and the cold light gradually faded.

"I don't have any affection for Pharaoh, and if what you say is false, I'll let you know that death is your greatest luxury!" Immorton said, retreating to his original position, indicating that he would not make a move for the time being. At the same time, he also signaled the scorpion king on the side to put down his attack posture.

"I believe in your abilities, otherwise I wouldn't have asked you to cooperate in the first place. So, can I watch the Black Sutra of Death now? The thin old man said, a pleasant smile on his face.

"But I don't trust you. If you want to gain my trust, it seems that you should let me know you first. Immorton didn't let the thin old man see the meaning of the Black Scripture of Death, but asked indifferently. (To be continued......)