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The One Hundred and Eighty-Second Night of the Son

In the sky above Linhai City, a palace-like building was quietly built. Together with the barrier, ordinary people could not notice this foreign object that should not exist.
This is the temporary base of Claude and the other gods of death.
When he came to the human world, he was attacked by the Sons of God. Although the method was not yet clear, the Death Gods still had to complete their mission after escaping from danger.
Claude stood on the edge of this floating city, looking down at his feet, just like Qiudao felt when he looked down at the human world.
contempt for humanity.
Behind him, a god of death knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Lord Claude." "Can you contact the underworld?" His eyes were still looking at the bustling city below, and Claude's thoughts seemed to fly with him.
On the ground at his feet, "This...I'm sorry, my subordinates are incompetent, and it still can't be repaired." The God of Death who reported the report looked to be in his early thirties, and his slender body was trying his best to press down on the ground in fear, "Get up, it's not you either.
Since we can't contact him, we have to complete our mission first." In order to defeat his father and the so-called holy sons under his command, Claude did not take these weak humans seriously, even if his father did not.
Not human.
But...God.
This time, many outstanding Shinigami from the crusade team died in the passage. When Nanzhi thought of the screams and frightened expressions of his companions before they died, he sighed silently. At this moment, he was wandering along the floating city, checking whether the barrier was there.
Safe, but there is still a problem in my mind.
The God of Death is supposed to be the driving force of God, so why, when faced with death, do those companions show human-like expressions?
Could it be said that even if he becomes a god of death, he is essentially no different from a human being?
With such annoyance, Nan Zhi slowed down.
In another corner of the floating city, Tiepao and Yusha gathered together after completing their respective tasks.
Tiepao didn't like Yusha, and neither did Yusha. The two of them got together because the other Shinigami were still busy.
When two guys who don't get along well get together, the atmosphere becomes a bit subtle and awkward.
"Hey." After a long time, Tie Pao couldn't stand the stiff atmosphere, so he forced himself to speak, "What do you think of this crusade?" "Huh? Crushing the so-called gods is really an unbeautiful task." He picked his ears and said,
Yu Sha's eyes wandered to the beautiful night under the suspended city, "It makes people lose their energy." "Ever since Master Akidao's accident, I feel... as if there are invisible black hands disturbing the peace of the underworld, including this time.
Including operations, I have never felt such strong uneasiness." It was hard to imagine hearing such weak words from Tie Pao. Yu Sha unexpectedly glanced at his companion squatting on the ground, "In hundreds of years, I have never felt so strong.
I have heard that there are people who can destroy the passage between the underworld and the human world, but we happened to meet it..." "It proves that the god this time is the real deal." Yu Sha grinned and showed an elegant smile. In fact, he was also deeply impressed.
One of the people who feels uneasy.
In other words, except for Claude, none of the Death Gods in the suspended city can maintain their usual normal mind.
Zhuo Ling shuttled through this huge stronghold like a shadow. He never relaxed his surveillance of Claude. In fact, he was somewhat suspicious of the Hades guard. Now, he has cut off contact with the Hades.
While all the gods of death were having their own thoughts, some powerful external force suddenly struck.
That was enough impact to make the barrier collapse.
Before they could react, the barrier around the floating city had been quickly shattered, creating a huge hole.
There is an intruder!
In the night sky, a dazzling light flashed and spread in all directions. Naturally, ordinary humans were unable to capture this scene with their naked eyes.
The only people who can see clearly are people who are different.
Bai Yu and others gathered on the balcony. Although it was only for a moment, the spiritual energy fluctuations that were so strong that they shook the soul could already tell what happened.
"It's a reaction to the barrier being shattered. It seems that those gods of death from the underworld have been hiding in the barrier, but they are looking for them." Qi Zui tried to look into the distance, but the light source was too far away and blurred to be seen. "
Do you want to go?" "Of course, since the Holy Son is our enemy, we cannot be passively beaten all the time." Bai Yu said very decisively, and then everyone looked at Luo Minmin and Luoliya.
"Humph, now that things have happened, do you still need to ask?" Facing everyone's gaze, Luo Minmin frowned dissatisfied, "Let's go together."
A street somewhere.
Caesar is like a clingy child, still hanging around Gao Yan.
"Hey, let me tell you, let's go somewhere else to play next time?"
"How about going to the zoo?"
“Actually, personally, I really like this country’s cuisine!”
“Especially Mapo Tofu!”
"Hey, please talk to me..." The harassment from Caesar finally stopped because there was a bigger commotion.
A flash of light flashed in the sky, and the fluctuation of spiritual energy shook the city.
"What's going on?" Caesar finally answered, but Gao Yan's attention was not at all on the annoying blond bastard next to him.
"Ah... who knows, a group of guys who like to cause trouble often do things that ruin the atmosphere." He suppressed the frivolous smile on his face, can't he hold it back anymore? Those monsters who claim to be the sons of God, Caesar
I understand that my leisurely life is about to end.
At the entrance of the floating city, a huge hole is slowly spreading, and only one human is invading.
The blond curly hair looks like it has not been decorated with care. The blue eyes are probably the most conspicuous symbol. He is wearing a black suit. He is an extremely ordinary Westerner, but all the gods of death present dare not relax.
Claude, who was surrounded by people in the center, tilted his head and asked condescendingly: "Who is it?"
"Holy Son Ossef, are you the leader of the Death this time? An old immortal in a brat's coat." Ossef stared at Claude's silver hair and found it very annoying, "Here, there are, in total,
One, two, three, four... Well, forget it, counting is troublesome, just kill them all together." "What a shame." Raising his huge white bow, Nan Zhi aimed at the arrogant uninvited guest, Claude.
No orders were given, because there was no need for them. Nan Zhi knew exactly what he should do.
The spiritual energy flowing out from the fingertips condensed into sharp arrows, which were fired in succession.
The whistling sound of impact tore through the tranquility in the night sky. Ossef raised his right hand and waved it vigorously, scattering the three oncoming spiritual energy arrows one by one.
"Pfft, you were blocked." Yu Sha couldn't help but snickered, and calmly watched Ossef walking towards this side, "What an ugly human being, arrogance will always be your characteristic.
." Vines suddenly appeared on the ground and wrapped around Ossef's limbs crazily, but the man was unmoved and continued to take steps, tearing off the vines that entangled him, as if he was not affected at all.
General.
Claude finally had a look of surprise on his face. Surrounded by many gods of death, he slowly sat on the chair prepared by his subordinates. He straightened his posture slightly. His solemn appearance made this scene look very funny.
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The immature silver-haired boy looked down at Ossef like an emperor, and said: "I have always heard about your existence. Holy Son who carries out divine punishment, now it seems that you can live so long in the human world.
It's still a moment." "Your arrogant speech really makes me unhappy. In your eyes, the power of God is just a moment?" There was an almost crazy expression on the distorted face. He raised his head and wore a black hat.
With leather gloves on his hands, the careful Zhuo Ling discovered that there were strange patterns engraved on the gloves, "Sitting high and high, do you think you are a god? It's time to wake up from the dream. In this world, who can be called a god?
It's just us." Seeing that Ossef was about to approach the gods of death, the iron cannon jumped up, and the shields on his arms merged together, turning into a huge steel shield, standing in front of him.
"It's useless." He slowly clenched his right fist and shook it as if to demonstrate. Ossef's right fist hit the steel shield hard, with a deafening impact and a shaky shaking.
, the next moment, the huge steel shield ceased to exist and turned into pieces of broken iron pieces. The strong body of the iron cannon was even more embarrassed and did not dare to hit the companions behind it, causing many gods of death to fall to the ground.
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"Huh... vulnerable." He put the glove of his right fist to his mouth and blew lightly. Ossef looked contemptuously and glanced at the iron cannon.
"Asshole... um..." Tie Pao, who was struggling to get up, knelt down on one knee unsteadily. The punch just now contained a strong spiritual energy impact. But strangely, all the gods of death can confirm one thing, that is, Oser
There was no spiritual reaction from my husband.
"What's the mystery? What should have happened at the moment of attacking him." Zhuo Ling slightly bent his body and disappeared like a ghost. With brisk footsteps, he reached the blind spot behind Ossef in an instant.
"Huh?" It was at this moment that Zhuo Ling understood the reason why Ossef was fearless. "Is it behind my...back!" Ossef, with his strong body, was a strong Westerner himself.
Man, the twisting and punching movement was vigorous, also with the right fist. The strange thing is that this time the punch completely lost the power of the previous one. Zhuo Ling twisted his body slightly and glided along Ossef's arm flexibly.
, the two passed each other, everything happened very quickly, and the confrontation would not last more than five seconds.
Zhuo Ling returned to Claude and said with certainty: "He has the ability to weaken us. The moment I got close to him, my ability became almost impossible to activate. In this way, the reason why he could easily defeat Nan Zhi
, the ability of the iron cannon and the feather brake can be explained." "Then there is no way to deal with it?" Saik frowned. They are not afraid of strong enemies, but they have to face an enemy that they cannot defeat at all.
That's another matter.
"No, it's easy to deal with. I found that his physical fighting ability is not strong, he is probably just a little stronger than ordinary humans." Zhuo Ling shook his head and expressed his judgment.
Ossef made a disdainful snort from his nose and said, "You can give it a try, Death." "I've already tried it." He raised the dagger in his right hand, and you could see a trace of blood on Zhuo Ling.
With an almost pity look in his eyes, Ossef subconsciously touched his neck, and there was a faint scar. Even though his speed was blocked, Zhuo Ling still hurt the opponent without anyone noticing, which also verified his judgment.
Osef is just an ordinary muscular man who relies on his abilities.
"Damn, I almost got deceived by a loser, so I just need to kill him with my fists, right?" Tie Pao was so full of rage that he even forgot about the power of Ossef's punch just now.
This is something Zhuo Ling hasn't understood yet.
In addition to his weakened ability, Ossef should have other trump cards!
"Kill him, the game is over." Claude completely lost interest after knowing the other party's abilities.
The afterimage of Zhuo Ling has appeared in front of Osef's eyes, and the distance is no more than one centimeter.
This time, Ossef couldn't react at all.
For Zhuo Ling, fighting is often a matter of just a moment.
"It's over." This was probably the most thrilling and boring assassination, Zhuo Ling thought, but he was in a state of high alert and keenly sensed the danger.
A hand stretched out from the shadow beside Osef.
"Dang" hit Zhuo Ling's dagger.
Zhuo Ling quickly pulled away, and a god of death in a white uniform landed lightly in front of Ossef. It was he who saved the Holy Son's life.
"That face... why do you feel like you've seen it before?" What appeared in front of the gods of death was an extremely ordinary face, a thin young man, and Yu Sha was not good at remembering these things, "Forget it,
No matter how much you think about ugly things, you will never remember them." "You are still the same, Yusha, so narcissistic and annoying." However, the god of death greeted him very familiarly.
"It's him, Mu Shan!" It was Nan Zhi who called out the other person's name, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Do you know him?" Sike didn't remember that there had ever been such a god of death under Claude.
"He is... the god of death under Lord Akimichi. He used to be." Nan Zhi said, looking at Tie Pao who had become silent. Apparently his companions also recognized him.
"Mu Shan... you should..." Tie Pao did not continue, but Mu Shan, the gentle god of death, continued for him, "I should have died long ago, right? During that trip to the human world, to fight against disasters
During the mission of Og, my soul was shattered... Fortunately, I survived." Mu Shan said, locking his gaze on Zhuo Ling, "Avert your gaze, keep getting stronger, and wait for an opportunity."
Opportunity, I don't understand, since you are still alive, why don't you come back!" Tie Pao's scolding made Mu Shan show a nostalgic look, "Come back? No, as long as I am still in the underworld, I can't surpass him!" Pointing to him.
Zhuo Ling in front of him, the latter was as indifferent as ever, "It's time to prove who is... the fastest." The body was instantly covered with golden fur, and the nails on the ten fingers extended into ten sharp nails.
Long knife.
Mushan, the god of death, possesses the LV3 Disaster Leopard, whose ability is to transform his whole body into a beast and gain enhanced physical abilities.
Zhuo Ling frowned slightly, thinking about a question.
The person in front of me suddenly transformed and threatened to surpass himself.
Chapter completed!
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