The scythe looked no different from the weapons made of black gas by the six princesses of the evil spirits. With a sound of "go", the sickle flipped and flew in a circle towards the six princesses of the evil spirit.

"The Scythe of Death?" the Sixth Princess of the Evil Spirit frowned slightly, and her sad face could be vaguely seen in her veiled face.

"Little junior sister, can't you tell if this is true or not. Try it and you'll find out. I don't know if it was an illusion or something else, but this time the voice coming from the black cloak was not so low, and it had a little flirtatious tone.

"......" The six princesses of the evil spirit did not answer, but just stretched out their hands and pulled two black weapons in front of them. A strange green dragon halberd, the crescent blade is long enough to hold it in one hand, and the other is an ordinary spear. Perhaps because of the color problem, Xiaohan couldn't notice its extraordinary.

Despite the countermeasures, the six princesses of the evil spirit did not relax, and their two razor-like eyes were firmly fixed on the flying scythe, locking on the black cloak and the changes in magic power inside it through the perception of magic. At the same time, behind the six princesses, a black longbow with an uneven thickness like a tree branch was slowly pulled away, and an arrow burning with raging black flames condensed on the longbow. Every time they condensed, the figure of the six princesses of the evil spirit was shortened by one point.

Seeing the scythe approaching, the sixth princess just waved her hand and flew out with the two weapons blocking in front of her. The green dragon halberd slammed into the blade of the Death Scythe, and the spear slammed into the junction of the scythe and the scythe handle accurately, and the black magic collided and annihilated.

Neither weapon stopped the Reaper's Scythe, but only reduced the black gas surrounding it somewhat, and under the impact of the Reaper's Scythe, both weapons turned into bits of black flames and dissipated into the air.

The true face of the Scythe of Death was also revealed, and on the blade was a blood-red pattern that was deeply immersed in it, and there was a terrifying feeling in Xiaohan's feeling that if he was injured by the scythe, he would be instantly drained of all the blood. The eerie pattern attracts the attention of all the creatures staring at it.

Unconsciously, Xiaohan, who was confused by the pattern, had already walked towards it and slowly walked out of the protective shield. Similarly, the eyes of the six princesses of the evil spirit who were indifferent, also flashed with a strange look, and her hands stretched out forward, as if to greet something.

...... I am the dividing line of illusion in Xiaohan......

In Xiaohan's consciousness, she was playing with those good friends, and her parents were looking at her affectionately from a distance. Although everything was vague, not only the surrounding scenery, but also her friends and parents, and the voices as if they had been treated secretly, Xiaohan still smiled happily like an idiot.

“......”

"What?"

"......" is still a faint sound that is not clearly audible.

"What's going on?" "What is this place?" As Xiaohan's consciousness gradually cleared up, these two sentences began to echo in her mind.

Xiaohan felt a pain in her chest. "Ahem. "Spit out some kind of sweet-smelling liquid. "What is it?" Xiaohan put his hand on his chest, pain like a pinprick in his face, and touched the flowing warm liquid downward, faintly feeling hot.

"This is ......" Xiaohan lowered her head, looking at the vague liquid in her hand, and there was a faint hint of something that frightened her in her heart.

"Blood. Due to the stimulation of the pain, Xiaohan's consciousness was much clearer, coupled with the fear of blood, the surrounding environment became more blurred, and then it was like recovering after a lack of oxygen, and his vision slowly returned to normal.

......The long sword burning with black flames was stabbed diagonally into Xiaohan's left chest, and it didn't penetrate her body, but only got stuck in Xiaohan's body, so it seemed that this was just the aftermath of their battle.

"Pull it out quickly. Xiao Han weaved a magic array, and then held the hilt of the sword with both hands glowing with green magic light, and felt a pinprick pain. Xiao Han didn't dare to let go of his hand, because it must be a fleshy palm that had been burned by the black flames.

"Why is this happening? I was burned like this just by touching the hilt of the sword, so why didn't I get burned to death?" looked at the black long sword suspiciously, trembling, and sensed the physical condition with his talent, and as expected, he felt a cloud of black gas coiling between the long sword and the wound.

"Stygian flames, worthy of god-level. As he spoke, Xiao Han's hands were filled with black gas-like magic, and he held the hilt of the sword tightly, slowly pulling it out while using the magic power to heal the wound on his chest.

"Drink. Xiaohan just pulled out the sword as if he had touched an object he hated extremely much, and threw it aside to heal his unrecognizable hands.

At this moment, Xiao Han felt a familiar aura of magic power, and quickly raised her head, only to see that the dimensional key that once belonged to her, but was taken away, slammed into the strange scythe of death, and the black flame on its tail fully explained how it hid itself.

Under the control of the six princesses of the evil spirits, who had recovered their original figures, the dimensional keys flying in the air frantically absorbed the magic gathered from all around. Feeling that the little magic in his body was also attracted into the air with the magic around him, Xiaohan was firm in his idea of leaving.

But the upheaval that followed made Xiaohan get caught up before he could escape.

The weird Death Scythe and the Dimension Key collided with just one moment, causing a riot of surrounding hundreds of meters of magical power. It was as if the magic that could destroy everything rushed out of the blood-colored pattern, colliding with the magic full of natural breath, like a star meeting the earth, heavy rain meeting a hillside, and an earthquake meeting a tall building.

Two inherently incompatible magics are intertwined. The destruction destroys the peace, and it also destroys its own structure, and the peace of peace destroys the destruction and disturbs its own order.

Just as meteorites can't destroy much of the earth's structure, but they can bring great harm to the creatures on the earth, colliding weapons are like uranium that constantly collides, creating a chain reaction one after another. Atomic bomb-like explosions continue to be generated, washing down the land that had been barren by the recent disaster. Clouds of magical smoke rose above the collision site, releasing shockwaves outward.

Although the cloak was still floating in the air without any influence, the somewhat transfigured female voice that came out of it showed her regret and uneasiness after the accident. "Little sister, you ......"

"There's a fantasy here. What are you anxious about? "The six princesses of the evil spirits also stood proudly in the air, and they were also unaffected. She examined the cloak through the explosion, trying to find her flaws or appearance, "You're the senior sister." Why does the senior sister never show her appearance in front of me? ”

"For a reason. The voice in the cloak tends to be calmer, but it can still be heard as a female voice, not a low, androgynous male voice.

"I don't really have the memory of seeing the senior sister, and neither does the junior brother, as for the second senior sister, you have been blocking me from seeing it, I don't know, but I think it's the same. It's just that I heard from the master that there was a senior sister before us who needed our attention. You are not your true face, but you are just hidden in the cloak, it is likely that you are also a master, and the senior sister is just a fictional doppelganger who is convenient to act. The eyes of the six princesses were full of light that saw through everything.

"Is this how the little junior sister sees me?" the black cloak's voice was still so calm, "Is it okay to reveal the identity of the teacher like this?"

"I just said one possibility, and there are many possibilities?" the corners of the mouth in the veil of the six princesses of the evil spirit raised slightly, "If there is a shadow assistant hidden in the shadows, it is not impossible for the god of death to be the number one enemy of the evil spirits. Although the Grim Reaper is known as the first in this time, it is too eye-catching, and having a shadow is more conducive to action. ”

There was no sound coming from the "......" cloak.

"Whatever the possibility, you and death must have an extraordinary relationship. The sixth princess said it in an affirmative tone this time.

"No matter how smart you are, little sister, you still missed it. ”

"Even if I go to verify, will you agree?" the sixth princess had no expression of regret at all.

"Of course - not possible. Xiaohan is still too weak and needs to be constantly exercised. The black cloaked hand pulled back, and the Death Scythe opened a crack in the void and flew in.

"I'll find her. The sixth princess also took the dimensional key back.

When I posted today, I found that I collected 888, and why didn't I arrange my recommendation at the starting point.