Thinking of this, Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and responded: "I can't speak of opinions, I just prefer the devil's nature of doing things according to rules.

In addition, don’t you think that the current situation in the Hazy Realm is too disorderly and chaotic?

They have actually fallen to the point where they have to rely on the devil to maintain order.

It’s fine that Dark Sun doesn’t care about anything, but as the ancient god of death, Yeager, he doesn’t make any moves. Isn’t it a little too weird?”

Ogma smiled and replied: "Haha, believe me, this is not because Jaeger is not doing anything, but because he is preparing to make a big move.

Do you know?

In Toril, no other god of death can win the favor of the Death Priesthood and the entire Realm of Obscurity like him.

As long as Yeager is willing, he can take back all the priesthoods he gave up at any time and return to the formidable and powerful ancient god of death again.

You have to understand that things like priesthood and divine power are not 100% effective once they are obtained.

It requires a process of adaptation and the formation of its own understanding and philosophy.

Only when a god understands his own priesthood far better than all other gods can this priesthood truly belong to him.

Otherwise, it will be like the current dark sun, which will instantly lose a lot of priesthood if it is gently pulled.

Because apart from lying, this guy’s understanding of other clergy is simply superficial to the extreme.”

"So, Yeager is training the next generation of Shinigami?"

Zuo Si's mind instantly thought of the former lover of the current goddess of magic, Midnight, the man who hated Cyric so much that he wanted to destroy his soul - Cranvor Lyonsban.

"Your insight is always so sharp.

Yes, my old friend is planning to tear the Death Priest from the Dark Sun and replace him with a brand new Death.

Ahead is the City of Judgment, and when you get there you will see the truth."

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Having said that, Ogma quickened his pace.

Side by side, the two quickly passed through a large area of ​​chaos that had completely lost order, and finally successfully arrived at the only city in this plane.

Of course, as a city of the dead, it cannot be as noisy and bustling as a city of the living.

On the contrary, it feels not only dark, boring, and depressing, but also densely packed with numb souls and countless undead creatures.

In the center of the city, stands a huge tower made of transparent crystal and shining with dazzling light.

This was originally a place where the ancient god of death, Yeager, used to rule and judge souls, but now it has been occupied by Cyric and was renamed the Castle of Bones.

The skulls of thousands of humanoid creatures are hanging densely on the outside of the crystal tower, and a mountain of bones is piled below.

The aura of death and evil alone is enough to make most living people feel a biting chill and tremble from the depths of their souls.

Every once in a while, a force will randomly select a "lucky" soul in the City of Judgment and throw it directly outside the entire level.

The Chaos Demon Dog Kozif, who has been waiting for a long time, will immediately rush forward, swallow the poor victim, and let it howl in despair before dying.

And for Cyric, who has fallen into madness, this wailing is simply the most beautiful music in the world.

More importantly, any soul that is eaten can never be resurrected by any means.

No matter it is the wishing spell of the Nine Rings or the complete resurrection spell, it is no exception.

Not to mention spells, not even the gods themselves can save the believers who were eaten by the chaos demon dog Kozif.

Just as Zuo Si was looking at this place full of abundant and pure black mana with great interest, and considering whether to make a land card, an undead creature wearing a black linen robe blocked the way of the two of them.
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He looked like an ancient mummy lord or a demigod mummy, but there were no bandages wrapped around it. The gray skin tightly wrapped the thin body, and the bulbous eyes showed a strange light yellow color. The mandible looked like

The combination of humans and mantises is very sharp, and it is impossible to distinguish the nose and ears from the skull face.

As for the dim cloak behind him, it is like a black hole, constantly absorbing the surrounding light, as if it wants to suck the air dry as well.

Without a doubt!

This is the ancient god of death and today's death recorder - Yeager.

Because the power of death contained in his body cannot be faked at all.

"Long time no see, my dear King of Knowledge. Welcome to you too, the young planeswalker from another world."

Jaeger took the initiative to say hello with a cold voice full of low, empty and void.

Ogma responded with a smile: "It's been a long time indeed.

I remember the last time I visited the City of Judgment, it was not long after you assigned the priesthood and divine power to Baal, Melkor and Bane.

At that time, I concluded that if these three ambitious guys became gods, there would definitely be a lot of trouble.

Not long after, they stole the Stone of Destiny, which aroused the wrath of His Majesty Io, the god above the gods. As a result, the gods were forcibly knocked down from the mortal world in the Year of Turmoil.

Although the three gods of death paid a heavy price for this, many other gods were also implicated.

What's even worse is that the newly appointed God of Death is a complete madman and psychopath.

With his ignorant and shallow knowledge and understanding, he is simply not enough to control so many priestly duties, let alone fulfill his obligations.

Dear old friend, look at the chaotic situation in the world of the dead today, don’t you still think you are wrong?”

"Please, can you please don't mention that matter? Aren't I already trying my best to undo the mistakes I made and strive to restore the Hazy Realm to its proper state as soon as possible?"

When saying this, Yeager finally tore off his previous disguise as the ancient god of death and showed the emotions that a normal intelligent creature should have.

There is no doubt that in front of the God of Knowledge, he has no need to disguise himself.

Because when Ogma came to Toril, the entire crystal wall system was still in chaos and instability.

It was he who gave names to everything and gradually made it what it is today.

At that time, Jaeger, the God of Death, didn’t know where he was.

It is estimated that only Shar and Selun, as well as the Earth Mother Goddess Chantia as the consciousness of the planet, are older than Ogma.

As for the goddess of magic and the god of war, who were born from the battle between the two creation goddesses, they may both be ranked behind the god of knowledge.

Therefore, Ogma may be one of the few gods in the world who knows the true origin and details of Yeager.

"Oh, if you don't mind, can you tell me who this lucky guy is who is about to ascend the throne of death?"

A trace of curiosity flashed in Ogma's eyes.

He obviously knows very well that Jaeger will never assume the responsibility as a god of death again, and prefers to cooperate with "juniors" and give them certain guidance.

Yeager did not answer directly, but turned his attention to the young figure sitting in the open space looking up at the sky in the distance.

He has short black hair, a handsome face with a slightly melancholy look, and is still wearing the blood-stained armor and a gray shabby cloak, with the shadow of a sword tightly clutched in his hand.

There is no doubt that as a mortal soul, he looks so different.

There is neither the uneasiness and fear that ordinary mortals show after death, nor the sluggishness and numbness of souls that have stayed in the City of Judgment for a long time.

"Who is he?"

Ogma asked in a low voice.

Yeager answered without thinking: "He is Kelanvor, the enemy that the Dark Sun has been looking for.

However, Dark Sun has no ability to master the Death Priesthood, so much so that he cannot even find a soul in his own domain, which is extremely embarrassing.

If I were him, I would have surrendered all my priesthoods and powers and committed suicide in shame.

What's even more ridiculous is that the fool also released the chaos demon dog Kozif, hoping to use the power of ancient evil objects to track it.

But he has obviously forgotten that the City of Judgment is not a place where just anything can come in."

"Kranvor?" Ogma raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Isn't that the former lover of the Mother of Magic? I remember when she asked you, you answered that you didn't find this person's soul entering the world of the dead.

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Yeager calmly explained: "I didn't find him at the time, but I found him later in an accident.

Did you see it?

The forces of death in the entire plane are angry because of the inaction of the current God of Death, and are constantly gathering towards Kelanvor.

This situation has been going on for a long time.

It won't be long before he will gain enough power to tear apart the Dark Sun and the death-related priesthood.

Moreover, this young man has his own understanding of death, I think he should be able to become a qualified god of death."

"Sos, what do you think?"

Ogma suddenly asked without looking back.

"For most mortals, Kelanvor, who has no evil tendency at all, would be a good death god, at least much better than the current one and the previous Melkor. However, with his character and values, I am afraid that he will not be able to tolerate undead creatures.

The temperature will be very low."

Zuo Si thought for a while and quickly gave a relatively objective answer.

After all, as far as he knew, Kelanvor was the only God of Death who did not create an atmosphere of mystery and terror, and seriously explained the importance of death to ordinary people.
To be continued...