Time passed by, and finally it came to a month later.
The uncle finally filled all thirteen mana bubbles expelled by the God of Death, which was also a laborious task.
Fang Ning collapsed on the floor of the system space, looking relieved.
"Doing such a small amount of work has exhausted you like this. Are you vain?" the uncle said with disdain.
"Look what you said, for a person like me, if I hadn't been out of justice and got rid of the ghost general earlier, I would never do such an inefficient job." Fang Ning said depressedly.
"Come on, I think it's very meaningful for you to do this kind of work. It's at least a hundred times better than reading novels," the uncle said eagerly. "In the future, if I have nothing to do, I will borrow some mana from the Mana Bank and let you process and purify it. Then sell it to them at a high price, which is another way to make money.”
"..." Fang Ning sweatdropped three times, "Uncle, you are getting more and more stingy. You can imagine such a thing. Are you tired?"
"What, you don't agree?" the uncle asked in surprise.
"That's why I agree. I'm very busy." Fang Ning called the Heavenly Book Baby and started to look through the current status, pretending to be very busy...
"Stop pretending, go negotiate with the Black Water, let him find the Shadow Ghost General, and then give me the four previous Death God packages." The uncle muttered.
"Just say no, why are you asking me to deal with them all the time?" Fang Ning was too lazy to move.
"Look what you said, in their eyes, I am a mysterious existence. If I communicate with them too much, can I still be mysterious?" The uncle said bitterly, "It's because I talked to you too much that you saw through the real situation. , leading to this end today.”
Fang Ning was speechless. Then she went to the hotel recreation room and presented her request to the God of Death.
The God of Death was very attentive and asked with concern: "The Shadow Ghost General is very extraordinary. As the top general of Tianji Ghost Lord, what kind of mirror shadow clone has a lot of life-saving skills? Do you really not need my own personal intervention?"
Fang Ning was also a little hesitant. He didn't want to do hard work for another month. He said to the uncle: "Mr. Death's words are very reasonable. I have encountered people like this who are difficult to kill before, such as Ling Yunzi. He is There is a way to take the place of death by a clone. This ghost will be much more powerful than Ling Yunzi, are you sure?"
"Of course it wasn't possible before, but didn't I just get a lot of xin? Now it's krypton," the uncle said very confidently, "If I let the God of Death take the head, wouldn't my work for a month be in vain? Do you think I will agree?"
Fang Ning understood this very well. With the uncle's personality, he would never be willing to accept the death if he didn't receive it.
System prompt: (The system consumes 100 billion experience points to upgrade the skill level of "Heaven and Earth Righteousness" to the mythical level.
The system consumes 100 billion experience points to upgrade the skill level of "Bodhi Sutra" to the mythical level.
The system consumes 100 billion experience points to upgrade "Dragon Transformation Technique" to the mythical level.
The system consumed 100 billion experience points to upgrade "Tian Escape Sword Technique" to the mythical level.
)
"Do you think I can kill it now?" the uncle said proudly.
"Well, you should have foreign-level strength now, right?" Fang Ning asked cautiously.
You can't be careful. This idiot's arrogance of spending 30,000 krypton on the battlefield is so awesome!
"Well, of course, my current strength should be on par with that Shadow Ghost General." The uncle was very confident.
"Well, let them know how powerful we are." Fang Ning made a decisive decision.
Then he said to the God of Death: "Mr. God of Death, please use your magic to find the location of the Shadow Ghost General, and give the Divine Sword the last package of the God of Death."
"Okay, the customer's requirements come first." Death spoke cheerfully.
The black pot on the side, seeing this, suddenly sighed and said: "It's true that one has to do as the Romans do. Death, a god who was once aloof, has actually become like a businessman in the market."
"Haha, brother the God of Cookery is in trouble. His identity as a god has become a thing of the past. If you want to ascend to the throne of god again, you must recognize yourself clearly. You must not dwell on the past, otherwise you will not be able to see the path ahead." Heishui said very frankly. With.
Black Pot didn't reply for a while. Obviously, he was still a little behind him in terms of his state of mind.
Otherwise, how could someone lead a world and become a god? He is just an ordinary god of food
Fang Ning was also very impressed when he heard this.
God is God after all, and his open-mindedness is incomparable to that of ordinary people.
Among mortals, there are very few, if not all, people who can truly achieve consistency regardless of their peaks or valleys, and they will always fluctuate to a greater or lesser extent.
Even many outstanding figures in history are not exempt from vulgarity.
But this God of Death, who was once aloof and aloof, is now flexible and bargaining, just like an ordinary hawker, trying his best to squeeze every bit of mana from the uncle.
"This guy is much thicker-skinned than you and me. No wonder I've suffered a lot in these transactions," the uncle said angrily, "It's better to be a god of food. He can't let go and is not evil."
"Okay, hurry up and get down to business. The little time you've wasted will bring misfortune to many living beings," Fang Ning urged.
"Don't kidnap me with morality, I know better." The uncle said angrily.
Then, Death began to cast spells.
Of course, the uncle deliberately opened the external channel of the system space, otherwise, the other party would not be able to cast spells.
Fang Ning quickly looked through the system's perspective and looked at the scene outside attentively.
This is a spell cast by the soul of the True God, which is rare to see.
The several gods I have seen before are all split incarnations, and they have many restrictions and limited mana. They are incomplete versions and cannot be compared with the Death God who has absorbed enough pure mana now.
I saw a huge eye suddenly appearing between heaven and earth, turning around.
Countless creatures felt the sensation from time to time, and all of them flinched. They felt the most authentic and unmistakable aura of a superior creature.
This kind of coercion is like a mortal looking at the sea or an ant facing the sky.
Fortunately, the eyes appeared, and not long after, they suddenly disappeared, causing countless creatures to breathe a sigh of relief and return to a state of free movement.
"Found it." Death said calmly.
Then a three-dimensional picture appeared in front of Fang Ning's eyes.
I saw that this was a very familiar city, very familiar buildings, and very familiar rooms.
There is a laptop on the dusty computer table.
There is still some damage to the computer.
"Uh, isn't this the rental house I lived in before?" Fang Ning said angrily, "I clearly remembered that I took this laptop away when I moved, so why did it appear there again? Sure enough, there is something ghostly about it."
"It's nonsense, there is a ghost there," the uncle said scornfully, "This guy really knows how to play, he's hiding right under our noses."
After positioning, Death immediately released the Death package to the black sword that appeared in front of him!
"Touch of Death"!
"The Hidden God of Death"!
"The eyes of death"!
"Gift of relief"!
The next moment, the black sword flew out of the system space and instantly reached the sky above the old house where Fang Ning lived.
Countless white gas fell from the sky!
Buddha's light lingers among them!
The sound of dragon roars is endless!
The divine sword flashes, a fatal blow!
Under the superposition of the four phases, a certain shadow hidden in Fang Ning's old laptop suddenly felt that doom was coming!
However, when it generates a reaction, everything is over!
"flutter!"
The computer was reduced to ashes, and the entire house was annihilated!
"Well, my memory and youth are gone forever..." Fang Ning sighed.
"They should have disappeared long ago. This guy is not far away from finding my true origin..." the uncle said angrily.