The goddess of death suddenly descended into the imaginary space.

His long, pure white hair floated behind him, and his black eyes were deep and mysterious.

He was dressed in a black robe with flipped corners and runes of life shining with many skulls and deaths.

Beneath His feet was a huge crimson ring, the corpses of countless shrunken demons, dragons, and titans piled together, blood of different colors gradually seeping into the loess, and ordinary mortals would disappear into invisibility just by looking at him.

However, the goddess of death, who had just been forcibly summoned, seemed to be a little confused, and her face was full of sluggish expressions.

In her hand was a pure white cup that seemed to contain some indescribable liquid.

Looking at the strange beautiful female face, Ron couldn't help but widen his eyes and observe carefully:

"Which Grim Reaper is this? Why is it that there is no record of Him in the Dragon's Legacy? ”

There are several gods in the astral plane who have mastered or indirectly mastered the priesthood of death.

Ron had thought that according to the description of this magic, he should summon one of the "goddesses of death".

Whether it's Bane, the God of Tyranny, Mirkor, Lord of the Dead, or Baal, the God of Murder.

No matter which of these gods in charge of the priesthood of death appeared, Ron would not be surprised.

But what Ron didn't expect was this.

The summoning was successful, but the goddess of death in front of him was not any god he knew had the priesthood of death.

He has no record in the astral plane!

But the breath of death on Him could never be wrong.

Compared to the Grim Reaper recorded in the Dragon's Inheritance, the concentration of death aura on her body was even higher than those gods.

This is very strange, it stands to reason that several gods of death in the astral plane are fighting fiercely.

If a new goddess of death appears, they should join forces to suppress it, and it will never be possible for the other party to take away the little death power in their hands.

But the power of this god cannot be faked.

She just descended here, and the aura emanating from her body easily suppressed Ron, who was empowered by the Divine Monster and the Godhead Fragment.

If you want to achieve this level, you must at least have a god with medium or even great divine power!

Even the pure aura of death emanating from his body gave Ron a delusion:

This woman in a black robe seems to be the very concept of "death"!

Compared to Ron's curiosity, the mood of the divine monster opposite at this time can only be described as a sentence of "mom wheat peel".

It glanced at Ron, who looked confused, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Still pretending to be innocent?

You can't afford to play with spicy chicken, can you? If you can't beat it, you can shake people, right? The key is that this one is also shaken!

Didn't that damn shitch put Him to sleep? Who's going to tell me why He is here all of a sudden?

The god trembled and looked at the goddess of death who was stunned in place, and before he had time to think about it, he subconsciously called out his name:

"Death?"

"Huh? Who is calling me? ”

Reminded by the evil monster, the goddess of death finally found the two dragons who were fixed in place.

The teacup in his hand disappeared in an instant, and then he reached out and rubbed his white frightening face, yawning slightly.

The sleepy-eyed expression is like a social animal who has just gotten up and was forcibly assigned to work by his boss.

"Hmm"

After carefully feeling the nature of the energy in the two of them, he suddenly patted his head, and his face was full of sudden realization:

"Oh, it's already this time!"

He took a closer look at Ron's body and nodded in satisfaction.

"It's good, Io didn't lie to me."

Then He looked back at the side of the Divine Iniquity, shook his head with disgust on his face.

"Four nasty guys."

His cold voice echoed through the imaginary space.

In Ron's puzzled eyes and God's desperate eyes.

The goddess of death gently stretched out her slender hand and slapped it up and down.

"Smack!"

With the slender palms together.

An infinite golden scale slowly rises in the void, looking extremely spectacular against the backdrop of nothingness.

The sheer size of this Libra can't even be described in light years, it's like a concept!

All living beings will be in awe from the first sight of this scale, and they dare not look at it directly.

The shape of this golden scale is very special, its arms are in the shape of a yang and a yin pole, which is extremely delicate, as if it were made of angel wings.

The entire Libra shone with a dazzling golden light, exuding an incomparable aura of divinity.

"It's so strong."

Ron stared at the scale, which was light years wide.

With his eyesight, he could only see the boundless golden wall, and he couldn't see the panorama at all.

But it may be because Ron is the spellcaster, and he is able to see the whole of Libra through a kind of divine perspective.

Compared to it, the bodies of Ron and the Divine Monster hundreds of meters long were like an infinitely small black dot on the scales, incomparably small.

"Is this death?"

At that moment.

Ron felt the power of the goddess of death firsthand.

The imaginary space around him seemed to tremble, and no one could resist His power of judgment.

With the scales fully revealed,

The goddess of death also took out a crumpled piece of paper from the white mountain peak on her chest, and pretended to read slowly to the words recorded on it:

"Ahem, according to the contract, I will give you both a fair and just death sentence."

"By the way, the loser of the trial will enter the realm of the dead, and it is my home, are you happy at the thought of coming home with me?"

Ron and the gods looked at the grinning Goddess of Death speechlessly.

At this moment, the thoughts of the two were surprisingly unanimous:

"Who wants to go home with you!"

Ron complained inwardly as he thought about his memories of the realm of the dead.

But there is not much written about this mysterious place in both traditions.

According to the Dragon's Legacy, it seems to be the end of everything, the end of eternity.

In the Rainbow Dragon Inheritance, the domain of the dead is called the graveyard of the world and the place of reincarnation of true spirits

These two descriptions made Ron a little confused.

There is an underworld in the astral plane! Shouldn't souls after death go to the underworld?

Moreover, the goddess of death called it her home

But at this time, the situation was urgent, and Ron couldn't think about it that much.

Just as the colorful dragons and the gods are ready to meet the declaration of fate.

The Goddess of Death suddenly smiled lightly and tucked the card into the snow-white peaks on her chest.

"I'm lying to you, the loser is just the annihilation of the body, soul and true spirit, and will not come to my house."

Isn't that even more terrifying?

Ron frowned and looked at the system description again, and after making sure that this spell had no counter-devouring effect, he looked at the goddess of death with a puzzled expression.

Why are you not the same as what is written in the script?

Ignoring Ron's puzzled expression, the goddess of death reached out and carefully picked up the colorful "little" dragon and placed it in the palm of her hand.

Compared to his infinitely extended body, Ron's current body was indeed a little small at more than two hundred meters long.

Ron, on the other hand, felt his body instantly become light, as if floating in the air without the restraint of gravity, and then was gently placed on a fair and warm skin.

He looked at the snow-white mountain in front of him in disbelief.

In the palm of the goddess of death's hand, Ron did not feel frightened, but was full of peace of mind and warmth.

"Well, you should put it here."

"Be good, don't move."

The goddess of death gently placed Ron on the white scale on the left, and then gently stroked his multicolored scales, the movements were gentle like a big sister next door.

The gentleness of the other party made Ron a little flattered, and the dragon scales trembled.

"Snap"

As the Goddess of Death looked away, the tray of the scales was thrown out of balance.

Ron's body stepped on the metal tray, which was neither gold, silver, copper, or iron, and looked curiously at the scenery around him.

At the same time, the entire daytime scales began to tilt slowly towards him.

It was an indescribable spectacle, and the Libra tray moving up and down seemed to swallow the whole world!

But soon, the scales returned to their original equilibrium.

Because a puddle of gods and monsters appeared on the Libra tray opposite.

That's right, it's a bunch.

Compared to the caution it was with Ron, the treatment it enjoyed was quite different.

The goddess of death teleported directly behind the Divine Monster and looked at it with disgust on her face:

"It's disgusting, I didn't expect that after a good night's sleep, you garbage still exists in the astral boundary."

Then His right foot lifted back and, after a noticeable build-up, kicked the back of the sin's head.

"Bang !!"

The black god dragon instantly burst into a puddle of black soft mud, wrapped in the breath of death and flew towards Libra.

As the goddess of death, she kicked the evil monster thousands of kilometers away directly on the black libra plate on the right with just one kick, and it happened to stop in the center.

It's going to a Capach game.

It must have been a beautiful scene.

Ron had watched the Divine Monster fly up while spitting out black blood.

At this time, it looked miserable, and even the black fog around it had almost disappeared.

This kick was far more powerful than all of Ron's previous attacks! Directly put the evil monster into a near-death state!

"I***"

"You're definitely treating him differently! You double standard bitch! If you have the ability, kill me! ”

The god monster looked at the goddess of death who was whistling not far away with an innocent expression, and couldn't help but curse.

And this goddess of death is obviously not the kind of existence that can't fight back, scolds and doesn't fight back.

"Smack!"

A naked, snow-white foot stepped on the shapeless black liquid.

The breath of death, which represents death, slowly enters the body of the black liquid.

"Whew-"

A wail rang out through the sky.

The Divine Monster was trampled on the scale by the goddess again and crushed twice.

If it weren't for the rules of the contract restricting him, the unfortunate child of the Divine Monster would have been trampled into nothingness by the goddess of death.

"Me"

Now the evil monster is completely speechless.

It collapsed on the scale like a puddle of mud, and even the black mist energy could only maintain its life with difficulty, and it was difficult to restore it to its original form.

And the one who started it all was as if nothing had happened.

He whistled out of tune, took out a small silk handkerchief, wiped his round toes, which were not stained at all, and then declared with joy on his face:

"The trial has officially begun, and in the name of death, I guarantee that this trial will be fair and just."

“6！”

For the unfair behavior of the goddess of death, Ron, who couldn't move, could only silently praise him in his heart, and decided to build a statue of him when he turned around, and worshiped him if he had nothing to do.

It's rare to see a god who does things, not to mention a white-haired royal sister with a childish face and big breasts.

After the goddess of death finished saying that, she quickly took out another card from her chest, and muttered as she looked at it:

"Let me see the rules."

"Well, you can't kill if you're a god, you can't kill above a demigod."

"What is this? Who made such stupid rules? ”

The goddess of death frowned and looked at the rule card in her hand, and the more she looked at it, the darker her face became.

Until in the end, he couldn't hold back at all, and simply broke his mouth without any image to angrily reprimand the person who set the rules.

Then the goddess of death seemed to suddenly think of something, and quickly patted her head to return to her original ladylike appearance.

He turned his head to Ron and smiled sheepishly:

"Ah, I remember.,This seems to be the previous 'me' own rules.,I'm sorry~~"

The corners of Ron's mouth twitched, and a cold sweat crept down the back of his head.

"How can you, Goddess of Death, be as naïve as Tina?"

Of course, he only dared to mutter this sentence in his heart, saying that he would definitely not dare to say it.

Can't you see that the god on the other side is still paralyzed on the libra plate, and is beaten to the point that he can't take care of himself?

Ron doesn't have that strong recovery ability, and it can't be stepped on by the goddess of death.

"Hmm"

The goddess of death suddenly turned her head to look at Ron, bit her lip, and muttered an inaudible word.

"Holy, He's not going to know what's going on in my heart, is he?"

Ron's eyes widened as he looked at the unhappy Goddess of Death.

"Hum—"

The black-and-white tray was shrinking rapidly, and both Ron and the Gods were ejected from the tray by an invisible force.

Before Ron could speak, the goddess of death reached out and withdrew the golden scale.

Then, she waved her hand to Ron, and there was a hint of regret in her cold voice:

"The trial is over, I can't help you beat him with this garbage, come on yourself~~"

"Bye bye little Ron, remember to go to my house to play when you have time~~~"

As the words fell, His figure disappeared into the void.

"Just left so irresponsibly??"

The corners of Ron's mouth twitched, looking at where Death had vanished.

He quietly tried to release Death one more time.

If the goddess of death can step on the opposite side a few more times, maybe the god will die violently, so there is no need to take action herself.

However, when Ron cried out the name of "death" in his heart, he found that there was no response at all.

"This thing and a CD?"

Ron's face turned green.

Looking at the opposite side of the god monster who broke away from the suppression of death's divine power, his face was full of excitement to recover his body, and he was ready to fight.

At this time, Ron had a very bad word in his mind, and he didn't know whether to say it or not.

(End of chapter)