"It's death......"

With the deep voice echoing, the blurred face formed by the thick cloud bulge above the sky was rejuvenated, and the thunder in the depths of the cloud condensed into a pair of eyes that flickered with electric sparks, the pupils were deep and calm, staring at the sea below.

In an instant, the huge tornado no longer rotated, the sea no longer undulated, and the fish and deformed species of the deep sea did not make any sound, and even if they jumped out of the sea, they still maintained a fixed posture and were suspended in mid-air......

He, like a god, froze everything, and made this boiling sea fall to death!

Death?

He was referring to the Origin Power of the Grim Reaper?

Wayne stared at that face in a daze, his body trembling uncontrollably, it was the trembling of the supreme existence, the recognition of his own insignificance, and the terrifying power that appeared on his face, so that he couldn't even move his pupils to divert his gaze.

In fact, not only his body, but also his origin, soul, and spirit were also bound, and he could only curl up somewhere in his body.

Unconsciously, his blood-red eyes looking up at the sky gradually appeared a layer of crystal, which seemed to condense into beads of blood like tears, slid along the corners of his eyes to the wings of his nose, and then dyed a layer of red on the lower jaws of Sensen's white bones.

Is this the deity?

Is it McAllister, the lord of real killing, who has mastered the garbage of the two kingdoms of "real" and "killing" in the panel evaluation?

If He is garbage, then what am I?

Wayne mocked in his heart, both ignorance of himself and shock at that face.

A burning heat in his eye sockets plunged him into darkness, where he couldn't see anything. The silence around him was silent, and he couldn't hear anything.

Even the power in his body that was blessed by the "Forbidden Substance 2-77 Karel's Murmur" seemed to dissipate, and he lost the feeling of swelling he had before.

All of this shows the power of the true Lord of Slaughter!

He knew that he could not do anything but wait quietly for the judgment to come!

Not far away, the Leonard also stopped on the sea, and Claire, who was standing on the deck, clung to the bow of the Lord of Dawn, bowing her head and not daring to let her face be exposed.

What she didn't know was that the statue of the Lord of the Dawn in her hand was faintly lit up with a glittering light in the hollow wood carving eyes when the clouds appeared on that face.

At this moment, a respectful and flattering voice broke the silence.

"Great Lord of True Slaughter, your loyal servant Agostiño Xavi pleads with you to bring down divine punishment and destroy everything here!"

"Divine punishment?"

The electric eyes on the faces in the clouds reflected everything in the sea, black carriages, pyramids, wizards, mechanical golems, garbage believers......

He saw what was happening here, he saw the effects of Wayne's spells, he saw the black rays condensed on the mechanical golems and sniper rifles, and he saw the Leonard with the statue of the Lord of Dawn......

"It's death......"

He repeated it again, his gaze fell on Wayne, and his voice was low and with unquestioning majesty, "Tell me, where did the origin of your death come from?" ”

In an instant, Wayne sensed that the sense of power and oppression in his body disappeared, the origin power spread, the soul was nourished, and the spiritual power extended throughout the body again, and he could control the activities of flesh, bones, and organs.

"Me?"

[You are under the gaze of the true Lord of Slaughter, McAllister, your toughness level is less than 50,000, your eyes can't withstand the erosion of the power of the god's origin, and you are injured. Evaluation: Tut-tut, wrong! He didn't control those two kingdoms, and the kingdom he stole wasn't so easy to control! Special Rewards: Survival Point +200, Tenacity Level +10, Spirit Level +5. 】

【…… You can't move, your Source is ......]

[Your body is affected by the effect of partner contract-healing, and your injuries are recovered.] Evaluation: It's a false god! The world has become more interesting, hee-hee-hee-ha...... Reward: +50 survival points. 】

Blood-red messages flashed one after another, most of them should have appeared when Wayne was solidified.

Is it because during the control of the real Killing Lord, the information on the panel can't be transmitted? Or is it because his origin is frozen and he can't see the information?

Wayne didn't know, but what was on the panel made him very concerned.

Since meeting the gravedigger, the panel's evaluation of the "real world" and "Lord of Killing" has been fine-tuned, from the first cemetery, to the current pseudo-god, it seems that he/she has discovered the secret of McAllister?

But at this time, it is obviously not the time to delve deeper.

Wayne raised his head slightly, glanced at the sky carefully, and after noticing that his body was not eroded and injured, he let out a sigh of relief and said, "Are you referring to the Death Origin Power?" That's what I took from some special undead creatures. ”

"Oh? Undead? ”

"Yes." Wei En nodded obediently, people are under the clouds, and they have to bow their heads.

The pupils of the face above the clouds moved slightly, and the dazzling electric light burst out with a few small flashes, hitting the sea in front of Wayne, "Continue." ”

Go on?

"According to the guardian of the undead world, the undead creatures I extracted are very ancient, and although their strength is not strong, they have a very special identity."

Wayne's gaze fell on the lightning-struck surface of the sea, where two deep and dark holes had formed, and when the sea poured in, it did not cover them, but fell strangely along the edges, as if a pipe had been formed there.

Without thinking, he threw the origin of death on the gatekeeper of the undead world and those undead creatures with the identity of "Deadpool".

Since this seemingly great Lord of True Slaughter can steal two realms, will he not steal them after he knows about the realm of death and the existence of the god of death, Oranel?

But in that case, what will happen to him, a little wizard who can smuggle himself into the realm of death at any time...... Fools can guess.

"Guardian of the World of the Dead...... Villaut? ”

The face and mouth opened, and the clouds split open, revealing the red moon above the clouds, and the red halo made him close again, just pursed his lips and said, "A special identity of the undead creature, 'Deadpool'?" I didn't expect him to be Archis......"

Arkin?

Master of Death?

"Great True Killer, do you know Villaut and the Master of Death?"

Wayne remembered that the panel had said that Oranell, the god of death, had only awakened three times, which meant that only three people, including him, knew of his existence.

The last person to call out Oranelle's name was Mr. Leonard the Clown, so ......

Is McAllister, the real Lord of Killings on the clouds, the third?

Soon, Wayne dismissed the idea.

"You're proficient in Gonzares, but ......," McAllister didn't answer his question, glancing at the gravedigger prostrate on the sea, and chuckled lowly, "As the Lord of the real world, the Lord of the Killing Realm, I owe it to the Servant's request......"

Satisfying the ...... of the minions Pray?

God, divine punishment?!

Wayne's eyes widened, and he subconsciously wanted to flicker or use the Shadow Step to hide in the realm of death.

Airplanes!

But before he could make a move, an even more terrifying and powerful oppression fell on him from above.

At the same time, the face fell, and the electric light shone around him to form a spotlight-like effect, making it impossible for him to control his body anymore.

But this is not the worst, at this moment, not only can he not control his body, the power like substance is frantically tearing and squeezing his body, and the terrifying power seems to tear him apart.

The pain in the torn heart and soul made Wayne scream, "Ahhh

Damn, move, move—

[You are under the gaze of the projection of the real Lord of Killing, McAllister, the projection of the 'real' kingdom has descended, and your body is on the verge of collapse because your resilience level is below 100,000!] Evaluation: This is ...... Oops...... Special Rewards: Survival Points +400, Origin +5, Tenacity Level +20, Spirit Level +20. 】

【……】

On the other side, the gravediggers sensed the reappearance of this familiar power, and all their mouths turned up a little, and they said in unison: "Thank you to the great Lord of True Slaughter, we will destroy the illusory world and turn this place into an extension of the real realm!" ”

And on the Leonard, Claire was also pale.

She bit her lip to keep herself from making a sound, and her body curled up behind the bow of the Lord of Dawn, as if this was the only way to hide from the presence on the clouds.

Wayne ......

She heard Wayne's screams and knew how dangerous the situation was at the moment, she ...... If she goes out, then she will end up like Wayne......

Me, I, I...... What am I going to do?

In a moment of anxiety and fear, more memories came to her mind.

In her memory, the figure that looked exactly like her, sitting on a black throne, dressed in purple and gold robes, with a dignified and majestic form, as if looking down on the world.

My name is Claire Julie Biondini!

I will definitely lead the Night Empire to kill you slay all the sundries who are trying to destroy the world!

"I, Claire Biandini ......"

Claire seemed to have infinite courage, even though her body trembled violently, she still raised her head tremblingly and stared at the clouds, shouting, "Here! McAllister! ”

Save him!

Even if it's death!

"Oh?"

McAllister's huge face froze, and the delicate figure of the platinum ship was reflected in his pupils, "You, the puppet queen?" ”

There was a trace of trance in his mind, and the oppression of the sea below came to a halt for a moment.

[Your body is affected by the effect of partner contract-healing, and your injuries are recovered.] Rating: Don't die...... Reward: +50 survival points. 】

[Sensing that you are in mortal danger, the Companion Contract takes the initiative to contact Tina Klosterman, the Calamity.] Evaluation: Persistence, three seconds, weak chicken! Special Rewards: +1 Survival Points, +1 Origin. 】

Calamity?

A white-haired girl?

Wayne was in a trance, and although his body injuries were recovering quickly, the damage to his origin and soul was still excruciatingly painful.

But the only consciousness he still has is a voice in his heart, don't come...... Tina...... Don't come here!!

Claire ...... Run......

"Yes, you're not dead...... "McAllister laughed as if he had discovered something that pleased him.

His laughter turned from low to high, and with a violent momentum, the clouds rolled and the lightning thundered incessantly, as if to descend on this world.

"Hahaha...... You won't die either! But your destination is 'real'! ”

Immediately after, a giant hand slowly coalesced into the rolling clouds, and fell towards Claire, "Come with me, Puppet Queen, the 'real' will have your Night Empire, and the Night Legion, or ......"

"Oh~ really?"

In a few seconds, Clea's body stopped trembling and a smile returned to her face, as if she had returned to the time when she first met in the city-state of Custer and Wayne.

Her gaze fell on Wayne, watching him lie on the head of the water elemental elf in pain, watching his distortion formed by the blessing of the power of the forbidden object, and her eyes gradually softened.

See you next time, Wayne......

The giant hand grabbed Claire and slowly wrapped her way up from the Leonard.

"Haha......"

The laughter on the clouds was still there, and his eyes were always on Claire, as if she alone could reach everything below, even if the gravedigger was not in his eyes.

"Gram, Claire......"

Wayne looked up and looked at the smiling Claire, even though she was on the clouds, she was still smiling charmingly and brightly.

Claire's lips opened silently when she saw his gaze, the epoch relic...... Don't worry about me, I'll be fine...... Waiting for you......

Two blood streaks flowed from the corners of Wayne's eyes, and he understood the words.

"I almost forgot, and I prayed ......"

McAllister, the True Killing Lord, noticed the two people below, and a hint of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes.

It was as if he had returned to the previous era, to the side of the army of the night, and to see the moment of the puppet queen's madness and despair.

This time...... Your choice...... And what will it be?

Is that him?

No, it should be me!

The next second, he didn't want to think about a maggot anymore, and a bolt of lightning shot out of his eyes, carrying the ashes and blood that were not there.

Die!

"Don't, McAllister!" Claire's face changed suddenly, and she glared back at him sharply, "He's dead, I'm going to kill you!" In the name of the Night Lady!! ”

Scold!

Lady of the Night?

McAllister's smiling face was silent and contemptuous, and the giant hand still led her, and a deep, dark door appeared behind her, slowly opening.

Maggots, dead and dead......

Did you really think that the Night Lady would come out of there again?

If she could, she should have appeared in this real world as early as the last epoch and stopped me!

At this moment, a petite figure appeared beside Wayne, opening a small hand in the face of the lightning, and a faint and ominous aura shrouded the sky.

"Tina, hate you!"

I saw a black lightning bolt extend from her body, hitting the dazzling lightning wrapped in ash and blood, there was no violent impact sound, and there was no concussion spread, and the two lightning bolts with equal power directly dissolved together.

The person who came was a white-haired girl and a clown doll she was carrying.

Then, a huge phantom appeared behind her, the long-haired woman who seemed to be level with the clouds, her eyes fell on the clouds on her face, and a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, "It's you, McAllister......"

"It's you, Tina Lilith Leonard......"

The two illusory shadows looked at each other, then took a step back in tacit understanding, and slowly disappeared, as if they both knew that now was not the time for conquest.

"I'm going to kill you! McAllister!! ”

After the silence, Wayne's roar resounded through the sea.

And the gravediggers who witnessed all this were dumbfounded—the great Lord of True Slaughter, I, I, I am still here......

PS: It's just a chapter today, and I'll write a lot more in the next two days......

About Claire...... Well, take your time, and hopefully this turn won't come too abruptly......

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