In the early morning of the next day, the warm sun was still sprinkled throughout the Augustus continent, a rejuvenating scene, all things were shining, and people and beasts traveled. The Elven Empire, after the marriage of the envoy Lei Hu, was blessed by God and the country was vigorous. The Elven Empire also advocates peace, and has always stood on the continent to be friendly with various countries, and there have been very few head-to-head confrontations with other countries in history, and the people are also free and free, without the pain of war. Crystal Blue City is one of the medium-sized cities located in the eastern part of the Elven Empire. Although it is only a medium-sized city, it is close to the border and has prosperous trade, so the city's economy is booming. In the city, there is a large flow of people, dense houses, and local urban residents live a well-fed and carefree life. And today, in the city of crystal blue, there is an uninvited guest. It was a bewitching young man, dressed in a black robe, and he could only faintly see some cold faces, carrying a long-handled scythe, and he could exude some terrifying and oppressive aura between his steps. At this moment, the enchanting young man was already in front of the city gate, and in front of the city gate were dozens of city guards trembling with bows in their hands. However, out of responsibility, for a foreigner to put on a provocative appearance in front of the city gate, it naturally aroused the public indignation of those city guards, but they inexplicably felt suffocated, and a shock made the whole body tremble. Finally, the leader of the city guard couldn't help it, and asked with a frightened shout despite the fact that there were many people on his side: "You... Who are you? If you want to enter the city, you must pay a gold coin first, otherwise you will not be allowed to enter. ”

The enchanting young man's face was full of gloom, and he didn't know whether he couldn't hear it or pretended not to hear it, so he didn't pay attention to the words of the leading city guard, but sketched a grim smile on the corner of his mouth, and said softly to himself: "Well, yes, let's start here." ”

The enchanting young man was so faceless, and the leading city guard was also angry, but from the inexplicable fear in his heart, he still held back his anger and said: "Pay a gold coin before entering the city, do you hear?"

The enchanting young man still ignored it, slowed down, closed his eyes slowly, and walked forward in silence. The leading city guard laughed secretly in his heart, thinking that the enchanted young man had come to pay the gold coins, and when the enchanted young man was about to walk in front of him, he stretched out his hand to block the way. The enchanting young man raised his head suddenly, his eyes flashed a strange red light, and the air seemed to be swept through the fleeting red light. Suddenly, the space seemed to stand still, and the guards were motionless, but their stagnant eyes were filled with deep fear. The enchanted young man seemed to regard them as ordinary passers-by, and continued to raise his steps and slowly walked towards the city. Hum!~ The city gate seemed to be endowed with some kind of power, and it closed on its own, but the dozens of city guards outside the city gate lay down one after another, their eyes widened one after another, but there was a faint red line between their necks, and the red line was dripping with crimson blood. At this time, when the city gate was closed, the moment the enchanting young man came, it suddenly attracted the attention of countless people. There are doubts, there are fears, there are panics, there are curiosity, and there are disdain......

However, no one and the elves dared to ask, or even speak out, as if they did not exist as if the enchanted young man did not exist. The words seemed to freeze, the enchanted young man walked quietly and slowly, and the crowd gave way, or was forced to retreat by some inexplicable force. The footwork of the enchanting young man is light, illusory and real, which can't help but give people an illusion. It seems that the bewitching young man walks slowly, but he walks dozens of meters unconsciously. Soon, the enchanting young man walked strangely to the center of the city and stood still, his face gloomy. Suddenly, the enchanting young man had a dark red long-handled scythe in his hand at some point, and the blade flickered in the bright sun. At this moment, all the elves were frightened, and when the fierce cold light rose, a terrifying pressure surged up, and the elves were so heavy that they seemed to be unable to move. The enchanting young man smiled coldly and said in a deep voice: "The Grim Reaper game begins, if you haven't escaped from the city after this seat counts to a hundred, then this will be your eternal sleeping burial place." ”

It was a small voice, but it magically reverberated through the minds of all the people and elves in the city. And the arrogant voice is pulled by some kind of force, which makes people dare not believe it. Almost at the same moment, all the elves fled in fear, and the scene was in chaos. Cries, shouts, and screams from being trampled, all the elves went crazy, and rushed madly towards the city lords, not caring for the life and death of others, and trampling to death. "Haha! Run, run frantically!" the laughter of the enchanted young man echoed through the city like a ghost. There were only two gates in the city, and the crowd fled into the two gates, but the oppressive aura of the end of the world enveloped the whole city like a dark cloud. "Haha! Time is running out! Life or death is up to you. Sen Leng's voice sounded again, and people couldn't help but feel anxious and desperate, and the crowd became more and more crazy. However, when all the spirits in the city gathered at the two gates, they found that the gates were closed. Crazy, all the elves were crazy, and they didn't know why they were afraid of the demonic voice, and they began to bang and bang on the gates one after another. In despair, some of the elves seemed to wake up from the loss of their minds, and they spread their thin wings and flew straight into the sky, eager to fly out of the city. It's a pity that just above the city gate, as if blocked by some kind of transparent hard object, they were forced to bounce back and fall, and even the ability to fly was completely lost, and the fragile body fell like rain, smashed into a pile of flesh, and blood splattered on the ground. "Haha! Despair, what this seat likes most is your desperate breath, so let you strengthen this seat!" The enchanting young man laughed proudly, and his body expanded a potential circle of nearly 100 meters, and the momentum wave of vain life directly overturned the house, and the shadows flew together, and the screams became more intense. The enchanting young man put away his cold smile, his face became more and more cold and ruthless, and the long sickle in his hand also vibrated actively, shining with a dark red circle of light, and a huge death qi rushed out like a tidal wave, accompanied by a desperate aura of doomsday surging everywhere. "Death-God-Finality-Realm-Domain-Despair-Hope-Space!"

With this cold sound, the enchanting young man held up the scythe in a heavy voice, and a huge aura of despair flowed into the air, and the whole house dimmed for a moment. Crying and scolding...... But in the end, it was replaced by despair, and it seemed that all the elves were completely desperate, and they fell to the ground weakly, quietly waiting for death to come. Perhaps with the desperate aura emanating from tens of thousands of elves, the power of the desperate space of the God Domain has become more and more terrifying, and the enchanted young man laughed even more wildly: "Haha! Despair and destruction are about to start here." Everything will be the master of this Grim Reaper. ”

That's right, this enchanting young man is Oliver, the god of death who has just recovered from his injuries, and now he has openly appeared on the mainland, perhaps the killing of destruction is about to begin. However, the aura fluctuations of the god of death were so strong that ordinary people might not be able to feel them from a distance, but the powerhouses and god-level masters of the hidden world were all shocked by this air current. "What?!It's Oliver!It's his breath!Death is coming!How can it be so fast?" Pope Torilff, who was closer, was the first to sense, and naturally his face was full of shock, and he immediately stopped hesitating, and the teleportation disappeared. Not only that, but the other gods in the continent were all shocked, and all this came too suddenly to prepare at all. "My lord, what should I do? This is the breath of Oliver, the god of death, why did that guy come so quickly?" In the deep cavern, the earth-based dragon Bertolucci hovered on the ground looked panicked and frightened. Zhan Hu also looked solemn, all this was beyond expectations, and said cautiously: "I don't have time to think about this anymore, it's important to rush over first, otherwise there will be more innocent lives." ”

As soon as the words fell, the war tiger disappeared into the cave in an instant, and Bertolucci no longer hesitated, and also teleported in the direction of the air current.