Regardless of whether or not the ruling spear caught up with Deadpool, Rossi walked to the village square, where Deadpool had been standing, reached out and touched the dirt on the ground, and his heart suddenly understood. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Beneath this village, the body of a dead god must have been buried. If it's just an ordinary person buried, even if it's a demigod, it doesn't matter, it will nourish the earth after decaying over time. But the body of the gods is different, and the gods of this world are born from heaven and earth, which can be said to be the embodiment of various laws. Even if the gods have fallen, as long as the law is not destroyed, their bodies will not dissipate naturally.

Deadpool must have discovered the anomaly here, and wanted to use the revenant soul to hook the laws in the divine body, absorb the power for his own use, and strengthen his divine power, not really to please the Hades.

Of course, Rossi will not miss this opportunity, the god body is rare, the god can only be killed by the god, after the god falls, whether it is a broken or complete godhead, or everything on the god's body, it will be plundered and become some kind of material. Isn't this how the bodies, flesh, blood, hair, and even eyes of the gods sold in the Sky Tower are all obtained?

Therefore, it is simply difficult to find an ownerless god body.

Directly used the great mana to break through the ground and lift a lifelike god body out, Rosie directly resisted on his shoulder, turned around and left.

Just before he left, he hesitated, gritted his teeth, and condensed a ball of holy power into shape, erecting it on the roof of the tallest building in the village.

A few days later, the closed village welcomed its long-lost guests.

The Senate appealed to the gods, who lowered a golden sword, and the city's most powerful demigod hero stepped into the village in full view of the crowd. It's just that he was a little surprised, there were no undead souls rushing in his face, no bone-riddled undead, and not even a trace of death was there. The whole village was dilapidated, but it didn't have that uncomfortable atmosphere. He quickly moved his gaze to the cross, which radiated a faint light, and hesitantly ran over to look at it, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

Looks like Deadpool has been banished.

The moment he returned his sword to the sheath and walked out of the village, the crowd shouted his name and lifted him up enthusiastically, praising his deeds and boasting of his deeds.

At first, he was a little embarrassed and ashamed, after all, Deadpool was not expelled by him, he only came here for a spin, and not even a drop of sweat remained. But gradually, he slowly endured this praise, waving his arms, like a true hero, accepting everyone's blessings and gratitude.

Rosie naturally didn't think about what would happen next, and all his attention at this time was focused on his body, which could also be said to be his body.

Ever since he left the village, the Holy Force had been in a boiling state, roaring and rushing uncontrollably inside him, which had never happened before, and he thought that he had done something wrong that caused the Holy Force to run wild. After observing for a while, he found that in this state, the holy power actually began to grow rapidly, which made him slightly surprised, and he no longer interfered. Sitting on a relatively hidden mountain, let the torrent in your body wash back and forth.

In the dark, he has a kind of understanding, mysterious and mysterious.

It's like thinking about it for the sake of an answer, and the moment the answer emerges, it's an inexplicable feeling of mastering some kind of knowledge and power. Untouchable, indescribable, but real.

A round of pale golden wish power took shape behind him, taking on the shape of a cross, exuding a faint golden glow.

I don't know how long it was, Rosie opened his eyes, the holy power in his body had calmed down, and it had grown a lot, and the Nian Beast on his waist had gained a circle, and there was a sigh of satisfaction.

He stood up and waved his hands and feet, rubbed the half-inch-long beard on his chin, laughed, and shrunk into a point of light and disappeared in place.

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At the bottom of the Endless Continent, there is also a world. Countless dead wander aimlessly in this world, they may be just an ordinary person or a hero in their lifetime, but they all come here after death. Consciousness stiffens with the passage of time until it disappears, without any purpose, without any reason, they are left with the most primitive instincts.

Faithfulness in this world is a mountain of bones, and on the mountain is a throne made of gold, on which a giant sits on it. He suddenly opened his eyes, and the dead who were close to the mountain of bones were frightened to feel this sudden breath, and fled into the distance in fright.

He looked at the dense crows where the king had sat down, and frowned, for there was one missing.

He is the god of this world, the ruler of countless dead, the other of the gods, not liked by humans. But he was so powerful, so powerful that there was only one god in this world, and that was him, the Hades King Lamotte.

"Why is there one missing?", he rolled his huge eyes, like the sun and moon in the sky, his gaze shining.

The nearest blood-colored crow was transformed into a beautiful maiden, prostrate on the ground in a long red dress.

"Incomparably noble, the king of the dead, who has tarnished the heavens and the earth, your servant has fallen to the earthly world. ”

"Why? Have the gods discovered my plan?", Lamotte sat up straight, all the crows curled up on the ground, and the air currents of the whole world began to rage.

The girl in red turned pale and explained again and again: "No, it's just a small accident. ”

"Accidents?", a hideous expression appeared on Lamotte's clean face, "I never believe in accidents, all accidents have an inevitable cause. I need to know all the causes, and at this time, I don't allow accidents to happen! Go ahead and bring me the answers. ”

The girl in red trembled and got up from the ground, and turned into a crow again, countless crows rushed straight into the starless, gray sky, and disappeared without a trace in a moment.

Lamotte rubbed his temples, he had spent enough time in this dark world! he had been born in this world from the moment the first creature died. He has a vague concept of the time that has passed, and his perception of the world is closely known from the descriptions of the dead who have just died and these Deadpools. He has lost a lot from longing, to insensitivity, to rage.

Now, he doesn't want to wait.

He had sensed that countless gods were at war, and he was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity that would allow him to get out of here.

And for this, he did not allow anyone to spoil this opportunity.