Despite this ability, he was a god who was very easy to get along with, and was gentle, upright, and kind.

The Grim Reaper has many friends in the God Realm, and one of them is Natsuka, the mother of life.

She gives life to all things, and she should be the opposite of the fall that brought death, but she never feels that death is a sign of bad luck.

On the contrary, for some of the lives she created, death was sometimes a relief.

So the relationship between the two is excellent, and they often drink tea and chat together.

As for the other, it was a gloomy fellow, a decaying god.

Listening to the name and Godhead, you know that he is not a god who is easy to get along with, God is like his name, he is very weak, and the god who is good with him will gradually reduce his luck.

Many gods in the divine realm will discuss in private, why there is such a priesthood, it sounds like a broom star, not treated at all, like a plague demon, as soon as it appears, it will bring endless bad luck.

These rumors became heavier and heavier with the solitude of the decaying god and decaying wood, and even had the meaning of sticking to the face in front of the decaying god decaying wood.

Finally, the decaying god decay wood broke out, the rotten smell of decay on his body, and the ability to weaken the qi luck were simply against the sky, and he seemed to be able to use those weakened qi for his own use, and the thirty-seven gods took turns to fight each other, and as a result, they were all pressed to the ground and rubbed.

For a long time, the declining god who has become obsessed with strength has become famous in this wheel heads-up competition and has become an existence in the god realm.

Except for the God of War, no god can surpass him in strength, not even the Grim Reaper, who belongs to the same dark side as him, cannot fight with him.

The decaying god Rotten Wood used his own strength to subdue all the gods, and since then, there has indeed been no god in the entire god realm who talked about him behind his back or back then, because the place he passed by, not to mention the gods, even the birds did not stop.

As a result, the loneliest god in the divine realm successfully changed hands from the killing god to the head of his declining god, which is indeed declining enough.

Jiang Qingyu guessed that the decaying god Decay Wood would definitely laugh at what he said: "Heh, the madman who killed the god actually has a believer." ”

Slowly, the black mist began to coalesce, and a living person appeared in front of them.

He was dressed in tatters like a beggar, and his clothes were not covered, but the face was half ugly, half beautiful, the ugly face was like a disgusting dark creature, and the most beautiful half was also three-dimensional and deep eyes, eyebrows, but with endless melancholy and sadness.

The appearance of the Protoss is defined according to the divine power and inner purity, the cleaner and stronger the divine power, the more holy the appearance, as if it has its own filter.

The fallen Protoss, on the other hand, was ugly, like a monster crawling out of the abyss, with sticky facial features and a nose that could not distinguish between eyes, nose and mouth.

The person in front of her, judging from his appearance, is obviously based on the middle of the depraved and the undegenerate, Jiang Qingyu has already affirmed that he is the decaying god Rotten Wood, but what makes her curious, this god does not seem to be completely degenerate.

In other words, that is to say, this declining god still has a good conscience in his heart.

Song Wu's apricot eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe what she saw in front of her, "You haven't completely fallen!?" ”

The decaying god Decay Wood frowned and did not reply.

Song Wu hesitated for a moment, and saw that he seemed to be in a state of amnesia, so he asked again: "...... you Don't you remember? ”

Without waiting for the decaying god Decay Wood to answer, Wu Lingjun replied in his place: "His godhead is still there, and there should be no amnesia." ”

Now Song Wu was even more surprised, "The godhead is still there!?" How can it be! He was obviously destroyed in front of the god of war, impossible! When pigs fly! ”

Her words seemed to have finally caught the attention of the declining god, and he seemed to be laughing, "Impossible? What can't be? ”

Wu Lingjun's face was expressionless: "His strength is about the same as that of the God of War, it is not surprising that he can survive, not to mention, he is not completely degenerate." ”

Like a ghost, the decaying wood slowly floated into the air from the reincarnation well and died, floated in front of Song Wu, hugged his arms and sniffed: "Hmm...... Without Godhead, your body is very young. ”

"Stay away from her!" Tang Yuan was stuck in a mouthful of blood in his throat, and he was almost angry by his action!

The decaying god Rotten Wood turned a deaf ear, Shi Shiran floated in front of Wu Lingjun, facing the expressionless Wu Lingjun, the Rotten Wood slowly showed a smile: "Bai Ze, the beast god, there is no godhead." ”

Although Wu Lingjun was expressionless, he felt with the naked eye that he seemed to be angry.

Directly skipped the diminutive size of the mascot, the angry dim stomped his feet, and the rotten wood floated directly in front of Jiang Qingyu.

Facing his approach, Jiang Qingyu subconsciously took a step back, but he didn't expect the decaying god and decaying wood to suddenly attack, and his half-fallen face suddenly became hideous and terrifying: "What are you retreating!?" What are you retreating!? ”

Jiang Qingyu seemed to be sprayed with spittle, she wiped her face as if consciously, and said, "Men and women don't kiss." ”

The decaying god Rotten Wood was really strange for the gods, and when he heard this, he was actually strangely discouraged, and even looked at Jiang Qingyu and felt a lot cuter, and asked with a gloomy and kind face: "You're not afraid of me?" ”

Jiang Qingyu: "I'm afraid." ”

Before the rotten wood changed his face, Jiang Qingyu added: "But you don't look so bad." ”

The rotten wood became kind again.

Jiang Qingyu couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This person can change his face more than a rap face.

It seems that because of the sentence "men and women don't kiss", Rotten Mu grabbed a wisp of breath on Jiang Qingyu's shoulder with his hand very restrained, sniffed it, closed his eyes and said, "Hmm...... Luna ...... Not exactly? Ha, it turned out to be the spirit of the moon god, wait, and the wood god...... Mars...... Space God? Interesting, really interesting. ”

Jiang Qingyu's expression was subtle, and he suddenly felt that this god had the qualifications to be a roaring dog.

Rotten wood opened his eyes, his eyes confused: "But why don't you have a godhead, but I do?" It's weird......"

Song Wu cautiously interjected: "Could it be ...... Don't you remember the Great War of Gods and Demons? ”

The decaying god decayed wood seemed to be suddenly hit by this sentence, and he was instantly stunned, and the black and white picture in his mind suddenly had a color......

Gods and Demons Wars ......

The mother of life has thousands of living beings, the moon god has beautiful elves and mermaids, the god of death has undead, and the other gods have their own beliefs of human believers.

So, he took refuge in the Demon Clan, and in the Demon Clan, his strength was on par with the Plague Demon, and he finally got the respect he wanted.

He stood in the midst of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, looking down on all living beings, with a lonely back, and roared loudly at the gods who were crusading against him: "What if there are believers! What if there are no believers! How about getting your liking! What if you don't like it! I won't be rare! You guys get respect! I can get it too! ”