The dark teleportation array, Sima Wen knew that it was the representative of the arrival of the god of death.

But......

"Ten teleportation arrays?"

He squinted at the sky, the formation was obviously bigger than he had imagined, and according to common sense, the king's ritual of receiving only needed the witness of a high god of death, not ten.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and the Pink King Wangwei Er stood there peacefully, Sima Wen squinted at the sky, and could feel that he was thinking about something.

Just a few seconds later, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes:

"Something is wrong. ”

"What's the matter, captain?" Zhao Shenxin came over, and he saw that it was not only Sima Wen, but even Guo Xiao on the side had a somewhat solemn expression.

Without waiting for Sima Wen to answer, ten figures with different styles slowly walked out of the ten teleportation arrays-

Some look like a peerless beauty, sinking fish and geese, and captivating the country and the city.

Some of them have a fierce appearance, a red body, wings on their backs, beast faces and fangs, a cyan flame knife in their hands, and a burly and intimidating body.

Some are dressed in black, with long cloaks, and their faces are invisible, except for a large scythe behind their backs, which is quite similar to the image of death in traditional stories.

Others are extremely fat, with greasy faces, big bellies, and feel like a small mountain......

There are all kinds of things, and there are no differences.

But one thing in the same thing was that there was an amazing power circulating in each of their bodies, and as soon as Fang appeared here, he felt that the air was filled with their breath, without a trace of separation.

"It's ...... them," Sima Wen's face suddenly turned pale.

"Captain, do you recognize them?" said the summoner.

"More than have you seen ......" Sima Wen stared at the ten gods of death who suddenly came, and said in a deep voice: "Seductive Angel Cecia, Resistance Angel Satan, Killing Angel Cyra, Desire Angel Sasim, Twisted Angel Abraham, Light Angel Silk, Rebellious Angel Fanny, Diffuse Angel Mai Yami, Lost Angel Ben, and Angel Samael." ”

What he didn't say was that he had met these ten Grim Reapers on the battlefield countless times, and those faces were forever engraved in his heart, how could he forget?

"The peak strength of the Demon Clan, the Ten Demon Generals, should be divided into the jurisdiction of each place in this capital city and the desolate suburbs, why did they appear here at the same time......" Sima Wen muttered in a low voice, this scene was beyond his expectations.

Although his purpose was to lure the Grim Reaper to appear, he didn't plan to face the Ten Demon Generals directly.

Judging from the neat array of the ten demon generals, they were obviously prepared, as if they were waiting for the call of the Pink King Forget Wei'er.

"Captain Sima, isn't this exactly what you want?"

Wang Ye, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke: "Force the Demon Clan to appear, and then annihilate it in one fell swoop, now, they are in front of you, and your chance to get your wish has come." ”

Sima Wen was stunned suddenly, as if he had figured out something, and suddenly turned around:

"What did you do!?"

"What did I do?" Wang Ye shook his head quietly: "I'm just helping you see the reality clearly." ”

As he spoke, he danced in the air with the pen of his fingertips, writing down a few words.

At the same time, the opposite Pink King Forget Weier showed a smile on his face and waved his hand again.

The pink light on the throne instantly rose and quickly returned to her.

"End of ceremony!"

A prompt pops up from the vows.

At the same time, Sima Wen suddenly saw four rays of light light light up and re-drape them on the demons of the entire royal city, and the four colors were - gold, silver, brown, and purple.

It is the color of the four kings of the royal city who have just died.

Sima Wen stared at him, and a trace of cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

When he turned his head again, he saw the gate of the royal city open, and four figures slowly walked out of the royal city.

The Golden King Reginod, the Silver King Yichen, the Brown King Victor, and the Purple King Zoya.

Their bodies still bear the traces of the aftermath of the battle, which seems to prove that the battle just now is not fake.

The only difference is in the result - they are all alive.

Sima Wen stood in place with a slight trembling body, he seemed to want to ask something, but he felt that the three words "why" should not be spit out of his mouth.

"Your Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, you haven't seen you for a thousand years, and you are still as promised as you were back then. ”

A Grim Reaper suddenly spoke, it was small and small, it looked closer to the appearance of a human, the difference was that his skin was the kind of black crocodile-like bone armor skin that was unique to the Grim Reaper, his face was half white bone mask, half exposed jet-black skin, and he also had wings on his back, but it seemed to have been folded.

One of the Ten Demon Generals, Samael, the Angel of Death, is also the administrator of the Intermediate City.

"Sure enough, it's you!?" Sima Wen turned his head in disbelief and looked at Wang Ye behind him, the Wang Ye who had been quiet and even a little ignorant throughout the war, the king he was loyal to back then.

"Your Highness...... Are you actually colluding with the Demon Clan to deal with me!?"

"Against you? Do you still think that everything I'm doing is against you?" Wang Ye's voice was flat and cold: "After a thousand years, your character still hasn't changed. Your ability, talent, and courage are still so outstanding, but it is this heart that has never understood the way of the world. Fortunately, for big things, you just need ability, talent, and courage. ”

"Your Highness, what do you mean by this?" asked Sima Wen in a deep voice.

Frankly speaking, it is not Sima Wen himself who is confused now, even the members of the Hundred Ghosts who have been hiding behind the battlefield are a little confused, they have never seen such a boss, even Wu Ya.

Among the members of the Hundred Ghost team, only one person is calm and relaxed, and he is not suspicious, but he is usually the most unorthodox El.

"This is him, not him. Al peered at the scene from a distance.

"What do you know?" Wu Ya asked.

"I can't say I know, I can only say I guess. Al replied lightly: "The person who is talking at this time is no longer the Wang Ye we usually know, or rather, at least more than half of them are not him." ”

"Who is that?" Wu Ya asked.

Al frowned rarely, and said softly, "The former fourth prince of the Shen Clan, Shen Ye. ”

"You mean, the memory of another life that Wang Ye has been mentioning that is buried in the depths of his memory?" Wu Ya said strangely: "Didn't that person die a thousand years ago?"

"It depends on how you define what you mean by 'life and death'. Al slowly turned around: "Brother Ya, what do you think is 'life' and what is 'death'?"

The same problem seems to have arisen in the world of Journey to the West.

"To live is to have both the soul and the body, and vice versa, to die. Wu Ya replied without hesitation.

"And how do you define a soul?" Al asked.

"Well...... Wu Ya thought for a moment and said, "It is composed of memory and subjective consciousness, which is the soul." ”

"That's it. Al turned around and said, "The old brain contains all the memories of the Four Princes' divine karma, his subjective consciousness and personality are originally the same person as the Four Princes, and his physical body is also healthy, what does this mean?"

Wu Ya was stunned for a moment, and quickly understood what Al meant:

"You mean...... In fact, the four princes of the year were ...... Never died......"