"Say what your heart desires most as a bargain, and I will grant you all your desires, but on the other hand, you need to release my true spirit from this ring. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info", the giant of the smoke-condensed city looked down at Wren, full of the power of violent destruction, and the huge sense of oppression made Wren feel like a small raft drifting with the wind on the sea in a raging storm.

Anytime, anywhere, it is possible to perish in the next wave.

As a species' instinct to continue life, in the heart of Wren, there was a force pouring out in his ear - promise him, he is such a great and holy god, you are only a mortal as a humble ant, the great gods have promised to fulfill your little wish, what are you hesitating about? Promise him, get what you want, and then fulfill the oath, maybe it is possible, you will become a servant of the gods, and receive the highest glory!

But at the same time, there is another force that is preventing him from making blind decisions, and the composition of this force is too complicated, there is greed and thirst for more, there is calm and unmoved reason, and there is a trace of deep horror in the soul. This force was like a cold rain of ice, and every time he began to waver, it slapped indiscriminately on his face, and all the colors in front of him eventually mixed together, becoming gray clouds that covered everything.

The long silence seemed to make the god angry, and the entire chaotic space became violent, and the gray smoke turned into something that Wren feared, and used it frantically against him. But he couldn't move even a single step away, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand to block it. It was as if his soul had been torn apart at this moment, torn into countless pieces, and the pain contained in each piece finally gathered up, making him almost mad with pain.

But the more this is the case, the calmer he becomes, obviously the muscles all over his body began to spasm, and the beads of sweat the size of beans split his head and face like raindrops, but his eyes did not waver in the slightest.

The storm slowly converged, and the momentum of the gods weakened a little unconsciously, and the power returned to Wren's body again. His body was still trembling, but he took a firm step, stepped into the void, and walked straight towards the huge god. I don't know if it's an illusion, Wren seems to sense that the god has a trace of terrifying fluctuations, and it disappears in a flash, never to be caught again.

"Is this the limit of your strength?", Wren's eyes were red, he raised his head, looked up at the god who was twenty or thirty stories high, and roared loudly, "Your strength, can you only do this?", a line of white-gold thorn vines appeared out of thin air from the void, and the thick vines frantically wrapped around this huge god, the god seemed to have his own troubles and limits, he could only stand in place and resist, but he couldn't move even a little distance.

Wren is a very decisive person, and he can also be ruthless to himself, he faintly realizes that this space is not simply him, or the consciousness space of this god, but an intermediate station born after the high integration of the spirit and soul power of the two sides. Before separation, it can be said that the gods are the masters of this spirit world, and so is Wren.

If you punch me, I will never swallow my anger, and I will die with you.

Wren, who has been reborn once, can see the issue of life and death better than anyone else, and the more he lives, the more he earns. Everything, for him, was like a real game. If this game has reached the final end at this time, he will not have the slightest regret.

Wren thrust one hand into the tail-like smoke at the bottom of the god, pulled out a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, and his brain throbbed with each bite.

And the gods will tremble once.

Come on, come on!

Either you destroy me, or I destroy you, or we will destroy you together!

"Stop!", the god who was entangled by the thorn vine and couldn't split his hand to deal with Wren finally understood a truth, even if it was a small pebble, there was a time when he could force him to give in.

This god is a real god, and he is also the owner of this ring, and many gods and humans once thought that he had disappeared, returned to the embrace of the will of the entire universe, and re-decomposed into the most basic law particles, but they did not know that he was actually born in this ring.

He did it of his own volition, even though the first thing he volunteered to meet in his life was death. Before his death, he threw his true spirit into the ring, seeking to one day be reborn. However, this is the birth and death of countless eras. If it weren't for the high concentration of divinity in Wren's blood, perhaps he would have continued to wait, waiting for the day when he would meet a descendant of a god who may not even exist, and only then would he have the opportunity to communicate with the outside world for a short time.

He wants to get out of here, return to the world of the main plane, take a suitable body, and then do everything he can to resurrect his Father and reign again!

But what he didn't expect was that the first time he met someone who could communicate with him, it was such a monster!

The white-gold vines were only as thick as his little fingers, and it seemed that he could tear these vines apart by breaking free at will, but when he was entangled by these vines, he realized that the composition of these vines was actually true divine power!

While his body was intact, it might not take much effort to break free from these divine powers, and he could be completely torn apart. But now he has not only lost his body, but his soul has also been hurt by the passage of time, and he has actually been restrained by these ridiculous vines, forcing him to open his mouth to alleviate the conflict between the two sides, to put it bluntly, it is to have the recognition of pretending to be forced and imposing.

"Stop!", the god found that Wren did not pause in the slightest, and continued to gulp the souls belonging to the two of them, and the god finally felt some fear. Just like before he died, he obviously felt that he could see death as home, but he still chose to survive and live in a ring in this humiliating way. But then again, the gods who were both stronger and weaker than him had become the dust of history, and he was the only one who might have triumphed.

At least he has overcome the years, the secrets of history that have been obscured by the fog, and in this form, he has overcome all his opponents, as well as his friends.

But he also got lonely.

"I said stop!", the god must be furious, roaring like rolling thunder, but Wren is unmoved. The attitude of the gods finally became different, and the tumbling space calmed down, and the gods asked in a consultative tone, "Can you stop first?"

The contempt in Wren's eyes flickered as he tilted his head and looked at the god, "You must apologize to me for what you did." ”

Why are there people who have to make inches?

That's because some people choose to take a step back in the face of aggression, and this step back may be a small step that does not matter to the person being violated, but it creates two completely different mindsets.

One is the mentality of pressing step by step and gaining inch by inch. I'm just tough, and you're soft, so what if I'm tougher, a little more coercive?

On the other hand, because of one or two steps back, we have subconsciously become accustomed to reaching a consensus through regression and compromise.

Although the god was resentful in his heart, he could only choose to apologize in the face of this Wren who made him a lot helpless, otherwise he believed that Wren would definitely eat him little by little, even if half of his body originally belonged to Wren.

When the god apologized a little perfunctorily, Wren really stopped all his movements, and the thorn vine also let go of the god, and the turtle cowered behind Wren, twisting and churning like countless tentacles.

"You say you're a god, but what about your name?", Wren took a few steps back to show his sincerity.

The god was silent for a long time before he said, "Tetonagan, and at the same time one of the gods of death under the throne of the dead!", there was a small pride hidden in his tone, as if this name and his identity were a very remarkable thing. However, in the face of Wren's silence, he couldn't continue to be reserved, and asked with a little curiosity and anxiety: "Don't you know me? My body should still be floating above the continent of the main plane now!"

Okay, another secret, but Wren was willing to hear the story of the god.

The story is not complicated, and Wren has even heard part of it.

Among the twelve strongest Grim Reapers, the King of the Dead, is Tetonagan, who is weaker than Bandols, and belongs to the bottom of the twelve strongest Grim Reapers. He and the other Grim Reaper fought in various planes for the Lord of the Dead, rarely failing until the Lord of the Dead encountered the catastrophic god. The power of that god was immensely powerful, and when he was angry, his plane trembled, and space shattered.

The King of the Dead and the god fought to the death, resulting in both being seriously wounded. The god disappeared into the void, and the king of the dead was dying. These Grim Reapers, who are loyal to the Lord of the Dead, have found a very special seal in order to continue the life of the Lord of the Dead. This seal can seal everything in all planes, even gods like the Lord of the Dead can be sealed.

This seal has the advantage that what is sealed will stay at a certain point in the long river of time forever until the seal is lifted.

The Twelve Grim Reaper used their godheads as the most important part of the seal, and performed this powerful sealing technique, sealing the King of the Dead in the core of the main plane, waiting for the next round of resurrection. Eleven Grim Reapers, all of whom followed the King of the Dead, except for Tetonagan, who had placed his true spirit in the ring, was unwilling to gamble on the almost impossible chance.

Of course, he was also given a mission, which is to resurrect the King of the Dead and bring the King of the Dead back to this world!