To the gods, human weapons are nothing more than tricks.

Death raised his hand and pulled out the fruit knife that had been stabbed in the abdomen.

With a clatter, the knife fell to the ground, and he looked blankly at the bleeding part.

He could heal the wound with a clear hand, but instead of treating it, he endured the pain that gradually spread over the bone marrow.

He set his eyes on the open door.

There seemed to be two whirlpools formed in those dark phoenix eyes.

The figure of the fairy stumbling downstairs fell under his eyes.

The Grim Reaper tugged at the corners of his lips and sneered, "Run? ”

His slender figure flickered, and he slowly followed behind the immortal, "Yuna, where do you want to run?" ”

"The whole world is under my control, where do you want to go?"

“……”

He followed behind the immortal not far away.

It's like a demon that follows you like a shadow.

From the third floor of the large estate up to the basement.

The blood on the two of them was also spilled all the way.

The fairy naturally knew that the fruit knife could not kill the god of death, and she just used the knife to divert the attention of the god of death.

Because in the midst of the lightning and flint of Fang Cai, she remembered an extremely important thing.

The apocalypse, which brought the tragic fate of the original owner, is sealed in the basement of the manor.

Needless to say, the book of Revelation is a book of magic, and different people who open the book of Revelation will bring different luck.

She and the original owner can be regarded as two people who are not the same.

Compared to the tragic death now, the ending of the soul imprisoned in the hands of the god of death.

She'd rather give it a go!

Even if it's not for themselves, for the sake of Aunt Mary and Amor, two innocent people.

When she first came to this world, Xian Xian figured out the overall layout of the manor, and she finally stayed in front of the basement, ignoring the Grim Reaper who came up, and raised her hand to gently push the door.

Squeak.

It is as if the long-sealed Pandora's box has finally opened.

The Grim Reaper's eyes did not have the slightest wave, and he didn't even wonder why the immortal did this.

Anyway, she can't escape, and she will eventually meet death anyway.

The fairy groped his way into the basement room, and the suddenly cold environment was even more dangerous than death.

She touched the book of Revelation and looked at Death standing in the doorway with feeling.

"Gram, Lee, Sil, Lowe."

The immortal paused word by word, raised a beautiful and wicked smile on his face, and raised his voice!

"Did I say ......"

"I hate you!"

"I hate anyone who meddles in my life! and gods. ”

Death's face sank, and his eyes swelled with danger.

He ignored the slightest hint of pain in his heart, because he was about to go crazy now.

Dislike?

That's good.

He has known this for thousands of years.

- Hate always lasts longer than ethereal feelings.

The Grim Reaper slowly raised his hand at the immortal.

His heart was full of all, killing her, killing her would be equivalent to her belonging to him from now on.

The fairy was wearing a blood-stained wedding dress, and the madness in her heart at this time was no less than that of death!

Feel the aura of danger coming at you in an instant.

She turned to the book of Revelation abruptly.

If only this book of Revelation could bring about a earth-shaking change in the fate of everyone!

It's like the original owner has gone from a carefree girl to an unlucky guy with bad luck.

So!

From this moment on.

She vowed to turn the situation around!

With the first page of the book of Revelation being opened.

The light burst into the darkness and flooded the entire basement.

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