The Death God Setisis waved his hand and saw the originally collapsed and shattered hell space, and the space cracks torn apart layer by layer by the eighth-level mythical city of bones, slowly closing.
The cities of souls recovered from destruction, and thousands of death messengers shrouded in darkness emerged from them again.
The collapsed order of hell is being quickly restored, and the chaotic rules are being stabilized in the hands of the god of death.
The undead creatures and souls of the dead in the nine hells all looked at the divine body of Setisis, the God of Death. They were shocked by the power that destroyed the world just now. They were silent because of the power of the God of Death, and also because of the true God's power. Horrible and trembling.
"This is the Lord of Hell!" The ghost standing by the River Styx looked blankly at the sky.
"The power of the true God is irresistible!" The powerful beings who huddled in the dark place on the edge of hell and did not participate in this battle made a sound of joy.
The remaining undead in the upper hell fled wildly on the earth, and the defeated undead legions scattered one after another.
"Reaper's Scythe... Reaper's Scythe!"
"Harvest death! Plunder the true spirit! Not even lichs, myths, and immortal lords can escape the harvest of that sickle!"
The frightened skeleton mage, even though only half of his body was left, still ran away frantically into the distance.
"It's sad! It's sad! Our resistance is like ants on the ground struggling against the gods. It's ridiculous! Vulnerable... Hahaha... Vulnerable!" A defeated bone spirit in the depths of hell fled to the River Styx. On the shore, he watched the mythical power in his body constantly repairing his body and soul, but it still had no effect. The moment the power of the death sickle passed by, he was already destined to die.
Finally, the power of death swallowed him up, turning him into a pile of charred ashes and falling into the River Styx.
"Total loss!"
As the order of hell was restored, the body of the true god covering the entire hell dissipated little by little in the sky, turning into a black light that passed through the sky and landed on the head of Chirom, the main city of death.
Compared with the shadow of the god who was so powerful just now, shaking the world with his hand, and overturning the world, Setisis looks like an extremely ordinary existence at this moment, without any fluctuation of divine power on his body, holding a cane, and his figure even looks a little... Rickets.
But at this moment, all the tens of thousands of undead souls and saints in the city were kneeling on the ground. Mork, the guardian of the city of Chirom and the son of the god, also knelt down in front of Setisis and saluted his father. Even the son of a god dared not look directly into his face.
The verses from the Hell Bible, the Book of the Dead, echoed throughout hell, and holy prayers and singing rang out in the city of Chirom.
Thetis reached out his hand, and the Book of Death flew up and fell into His hand.
Brushing the pages of the book with a palm full of grooves, he saw a huge monster jumping out of the book. Thick black smoke surged into the sky. Only half of his body was exposed, which was hundreds of meters high.
The demon roared crazily, struggled to lean down, exposed its bloody mouth and bit into the God of Death, Setisis, with strong hatred and pain surging in its pupils.
"Se~ti~si~si!" The name of the god was shouted directly, word by word, each word seemed to be filled with blood and the greatest curse in the world.
Helm desperately rushed toward Death God Setisis. His huge body looked in complete contrast with the old man wearing black robes and holding a cane.
However, Sethis raised his head and looked calmly at the soul-eating sheep demon Heim, and saw Heim's movements stopped instantly.
All the movements of baring teeth and claws were frozen, the mouth filled with flames was facing Sethisis, and the soul-eating steel fork he was waving was only one meter away from Sethisis.
The black robe shook and his palms were raised slightly.
Under Sethis's gaze, all the blessings of hell, soul-eating fire, and divine power were stripped away from his body bit by bit. The goat demon's huge head melted into smoke, and the steel fork turned into gravel and scattered on the ground.
The huge monster body dispersed little by little, losing all its power, and at the same time, the true appearance of the soul-eating sheep Demon Heim was revealed little by little.
A humanoid figure fell from the sky and landed on the top of Chirom's city.
It was a middle-aged man with short hair and a thin face. His face had the obvious color of the exotic Batco race. It was slightly different from the people ten thousand years later. It was full of a simple atmosphere. He was dressed in a gorgeous sky temple. The priest's robe looked extremely noble, showing his former identity.
Anke Pusut climbed up from the ground little by little. Although he lost all his strength, he also completely regained his sanity.
He looked at Sethis with hatred in his eyes and stood face to face in front of Him. This deaf-mute slave who used to crawl at his feet slept with the horses. The most humble low-class person has now become a superior person. of gods.
The wind blew through Sethis's hood and fell down, revealing the aging and vicissitudes of his face underneath. His eyes were cold and emotionless, and there was no enthusiasm or excitement on his face.
The last young Sethis he saw in the past, who was passionate, persistent, rigid and abiding by principles, was exactly the same person. At that time, he was a practical idealist, but now he is like a practical idealist. It's a ghoul.
Ankh Pusut had thousands of curses, curses, and resentments, but at this moment he became speechless.
"You guy... You guy..."
"Hahahaha... Back then... you actually tried me in the name of justice!"
Anke Pusut held his face, his fingers almost digging into his flesh, but he still couldn't stop laughing: "Look at you! Look at you!"
"What's the difference between you and me now!"
"Even more disgusting than me! More despicable!"
"Look! Look! This is the supreme god!" Anke Pusut shouted to all around, but no one dared to respond.
Thetis finally said: "What does a guy like you know!"
Anke Pusut sneered and turned his head to look at Chirom City, as if he saw the shadow of Pusut City back then. He stood on top of the city and looked at the black earth outside the city. At this moment, the dark sun above the sky It was almost setting, sinking below the horizon.
Hell, which was originally dim and dominated by gray, black and blood red, was about to plunge into complete darkness.
The whole world was quiet, and no one dared to say a word. It seemed that only the two protagonists, Setisis and Anke Pusut, were left.
Finally, he stared at the underworld sun and lowered his head, which had never been lowered: "Yes! What do I know?"
"I do not know anything!"
"Why!"
"Why me… "
"I am full of piety! All my faith! But in the end I got this ending!"
Anke Pusut had tears on his face and shouted angrily: "This is what happened in the end!"
"Oh God!"
"It's so unfair!"
"It's really... so unfair!"
Ankh Pusut jumped from the top of Chirom's city and fell into the terrifying abyss of death below the city. As the sinful snake in the deepest and darkest place turned its head, he killed him in one bite. Ankh Pusut swallowed it. 8)