There was a sudden flash of blinding light in the sky.

The dimly lit room flickered suddenly, like a lamp blown out by the wind.

"It's raining heavily."

In a position on the side of a rectangular solid wood table, a man with a scar on his face said lightly.

This is the one who had treated them for Crete before.

"Okay, I think it's kind of funny." A young man who looked a little flirtatious sat across from him, shaking out a slender throwing knife from his sleeve.

The silver-white blade was extremely sharp, so sharp that it actually reflected the cold light in this dimly lit room.

The young man played with it carefully, and said in a slightly smiling tone:

"That time when I was killing people in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, it was also a night like this."

As he spoke, he made a few random strokes on the table.

The surface of the table was cut open like tofu.

"Just like that, I slowly slashed those students to death with a knife."

"Can I please shut up?"

Next to the man with a scar on his face, a handsome girl with a somewhat neutral appearance had a cold voice.

Looking at the petite figure in front of him, the young man smiled wryly, and then withdrew the flying knife in his hand.

"Destroying other people's belongings at will, Halleys, you seem to be exaggerating more and more."

At this moment, on the wide side of this rectangular table, a man who could not see his face clearly in the darkness said.

This is one of the twelve chiefs of the Hand of Death organization, codenamed ......

Kill the gods!

"So what? My dear Chief Grown-in-Chief. ”

A throwing knife slammed into the god-killing gods.

It was a silver-white slender flying knife, and its sharp blade glowed with a silver-white cold light, and it shot towards the head that couldn't see the face clearly at this time.

"Buzz."

At the moment when the flying knife was about to pierce in, it suddenly stopped in mid-air.

In the dark room, there was a sudden buzzing sound.

"Who!"

Hyles tugged lightly, only to see the flying knife arc through the air before falling back into his hand.

"It's been a long time since you've been back, and this is a new face?"

On the opposite side of the god-killing table, on the other side of the rectangular table, there was a man in a black robe.

"You are?" Hyles was surprised to find that he hadn't found this guy just now.

"He's back?"

"After disappearing for years, he actually came back?"

“……”

Whispers rang out in the room.

On either side of the long side of the rectangular table, many people whispered to each other.

"Is he?"

Iros asked, tilting his head towards the scarred man.

"Soul Heavenly Emperor."

The scar man replied.

He is an old man in the hands of death, and he naturally understands some secrets.

The Soul Emperor, one of the twelve commanders of the Hand of Death, disappeared mysteriously after the Great War many years ago.

During this period, the Grim Reaper had sent countless manpower to secretly find the Soul Heavenly Emperor.

But every time the action came to nothing.

Some say he's dead.

Some people say that he gave up everything and chose to retire.

After many years, I didn't expect that now, the Soul Heavenly Emperor would actually come back.

"I've brought a couple of interesting people to the gaming scene this time." The Soul Heavenly Emperor said, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear the grade, and he couldn't see the face clearly under the black robe.

"Huh." Another throwing knife appeared in Helles' other hand, and his tone was frivolous.

"Soul Heavenly Emperor, I heard that you are very brave?"

With that, he stood up.

"Can you be quiet?" Iros said suddenly.

Hyles gave her a surprised look, then withdrew the knife and sat back in her chair.

"Let's start talking about this undercover game now," said the godkiller, holding his hands in front of him and pressing his chin against his chin.

"The participants this time, in addition to the people captured by Iros and the Soul Heavenly Emperor, there are other strong people. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the gaming circle, we also need to send additional personnel. ”

……

At the same time, in the dungeon.

Crete sat on the bed, combing through the information Iros had given him.

Every piece of information is related to their life and death.

The game circle is about to start in the next few days.

……

At the same time, in another cell.

The cell in this place was much better than the one where Crete was held.

At least the lights here are not dim.

At least the environment here is not humid.

At least the "bed" here, really is the bed.

And clean and tidy.

And lying quietly a person.

It was a very young and beautiful girl.

She has a pair of clear light blue eyes, soft and full red lips, and a delicate little Yao nose is delicately born on the beautiful, pure, quiet and elegant stunning beauty.

The graceful and smooth cheeks and the blown pink face made her look beautiful like an angel.

This is Vivian.

"Haven't you woken up yet?"

A voice came from outside the house, saying.

"Niggt said the man was badly wounded, so wait."

"Hmmm......"

"The meeting of the cadre department is over, let's go and assemble."

"Good ......"

The people outside seemed to be leaving, and Vivien quietly opened her eyes and took a closer look at her surroundings.

The chain on her ankle made her afraid to act rashly.

"The Hand of Death?"

Vivien muttered to herself.

A prerequisite for becoming a teacher at the Enst Academy, in addition to being strong, is to pass a written exam there.

Passing the written exam requires a lot of knowledge.

She naturally understands the basic information of this Hand of Death.