"Ah, has the world now forgotten our existence?"

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"Well, despite this, human beings cannot obtain eternal life and will always be taken back by the gods."

"Haha, the war will never be cut off, so whose conspiracy is this?"

The picture is a bit weird.

A skeleton stands under a beautiful ice crystal tree in the forest, constantly tilting his head and sighing, and his words reveal endless sadness.

Xiao An is not stupid, so he can naturally hear many keywords, such as "guardian", "eternal life", and "conspiracy".

And what this bone-shaped stance said before, and that damn, bastard, that sounds like a maniac, the Second Battle of the Gods!

Is this bone frame a magical origin?

I really want to pull out the system master and let her give herself a complete explanation and popularize the long history of this world!

To prevent others from pretending to be sophisticated, Bibidao, he could only listen with a confused look on his face, full of ignorance and depression!

Then, Xiao An glanced at the frost beautiful girl beside him and found that the latter was even more suppressing his anger...

I suddenly felt a little sympathetic.

"Ah!" The old bone rack suddenly raised his arms, "Sunshine! What a hateful sunshine! So," the sinister voice suddenly changed the topic, "Can you wake me up, can you make a fair deal with me?"

“Don’t do it.”

"I refuse."

Xiao An and Shi Ling Luo spoke almost at the same time, and the tone of their speech was very similar, with a contemptuous, arrogant, and voice without any fear or humility.

After saying that, they looked at the other party with some surprise, and then smiled knowingly, and looked at the bones at the same time.

Obviously, the two guys with mystery on their bodies found a sense of tacit understanding at this moment.

Let's just say it's a quarrel for so long.

"Oh?" The bones did not get angry, but showed good education.

It gracefully moved its legs and walked out of the ice tree lightly, then stood in front of the two of them.

To be honest, Xiao An is actually very casual about whether he is making a deal with this guy... because he has another task he chooses to do, which should be to help this bone frame unseal and release this dark force.

If some undead natural disasters come out before the ancient orcs return, that would be great.

Of course, this was Xiao An's little thought in standing in the camp of the gods, but he had other plans at this time, so he flatly refused.

Then Shi Ling Luo snorted lightly and said to the bone: "Make a fair deal with you? It's just to promise us and release you. Do you think we are stupid?"

"Release? Oh, no," the bone-shaped shaking his head, "maybe you don't know that history, it's a shameful story."

A shameful story?

Xiao An suddenly became energetic. He took two small stools in the ring like a magic trick. He sat down cross-legged like a speed of light, took a bag of melon seeds, and started knocking.

"speak!"

Shi Ling Luo next to him almost fainted by Xiao An's anger. He rolled his eyes, but he also closed his cloak and skirt, sat next to Xiao An, and snatched a handful of melon seeds.

"Tell me, if we can really believe it."

This bone didn't have much emotion at all. At this time, it was just self-mockery? Yes, it was only self-mockery.

It said slowly: "I, the original God of Death, was stolen by my God's envoy when I came to this world to fight. I only left a trace of my origin, and my God's envoy stolen the divine character and took away my body and made into weapons."

So miserable?

Xiao An and Shi Ling Luo obviously didn't really believe it, but they seemed to have understood the identity of the skeleton in front of them.

The former god of death.

Xiao An: "If what you said is true, then this history has long been buried in the mud and sand at the bottom of the river for a long time, and we cannot verify it."

"Well, if it's true," Shiling Luo sighed lightly, "then you are a little too useless, you are still a god."

"Should God be great?" Although this bone could not express his emotions, it made Xiao An and Shi Ling Luo feel a deep sense of sadness.

Then, the two of them heard, a former god's accusation.

This world is not lonely, nor is it unique. There are many other and complex worlds. In order to distinguish the concept of the world, there is a saying of "plane".

Gods are divided into two types, one is the gods born in this world, and the other is the gods who are outsiders who want to occupy this world.

Therefore, wars often break out between planes and planes. Even dozens or hundreds of planes with gods will break out in a unified battle between multiple camps, countless creatures wither, and gods will also fall.

The God of Death is not just one. He has the same original power and has reached the level of divine level. He can all be called a god.

There are several large organizations between planes, and most of the God of Death are members of a certain organization, and this organization will also cultivate the God of Death to make up for the gaps in the God of Death.

The bone frame in front of Kuqi, Xiao An and Shiling Luo is a god of death that was cultivated.

He was sent to this plane to fill the void left after the fall of the original God of Death after the first battle between the gods of the gods in this plane, that is, "take office".

According to the process, Kuchi sacrificed his own origin to this plane, thus gaining recognition from this plane and becoming the God of Death in this plane.

"The balance of the plane requires various divine powers to balance, otherwise there will be some big or small problems in the plane," Skeleton said this more, and then continued to tell the story.

Xiao An and Shi Ling Luo were a little confused at this time, but they were not ordinary people. They both knew that the wonderful story was about to be staged, so they watched it with a gaze.

According to the process, the god of death, Kuchi, needs to meet with the gods of darkness, and start a war within the plane, occupying a territory to absorb the power of believers, which can be regarded as announcing that Kuchi has officially joined the "Divine Spectrum" of this plane.

Following the process, Kuchi chose two divine envoys and gave them the power to die. These two divine envoys organized their army and launched a disaster that swept the world.

Follow the process...

"Wait a minute!" Xiao An raised his hand and said that he wanted to ask a question. The bones were so 'honest' that he stopped telling.

Xiao An rubbed his eyebrows and asked a question that Shi Ling Luo was also concerned about. He asked: "You have always said that you follow the process, follow the process, what is this process?"

"Oh, it was the booklet sent to us graduates by the Original Temple of Death," Kuch replied calmly, knocking on the third rib on his chest, a white light flashed, and a small book appeared inside.

Kuch: "But you probably don't know the language above, so I won't show it to you."

Shi Ling Luo was a little reluctant to speak, but Xiao An patted his forehead.

What is this unfolding?

Sublimation of the worldview?

I'll take a look, why do I feel that the word "God" suddenly becomes less sacred?

Just like when ordinary people look at magicians, they always feel that magicians are mysterious, powerful, and noble, and can control the power of nature with just raising their hands.

And now, Xiao An looks at the gods just like an ordinary person looks at a magician.

Suddenly being controlled by such a group of people...resentful.

"According to the process..." Kuqi began to miss and tell again. Xiao An and Shi Ling Luo were both like obedient students at this time, sitting on the stool and listening carefully.

A few hours later, the sun sets.

Two figures walked out of the woods, and Shiling Luo portrayed a teleportation magic array on the beach, both of them looked a little worried.

Shiling Luo looked at Xiao An with a smile: "In theory, this transaction is very attractive to you, why don't you agree?"

Xiao An raised his head proudly: "Ha, I only trust the power in my hands. What about you? You are a magician, and this transaction should not be rejected."

"Me? I am the Frost Magician. Although the undead magic is very magical, it is not a power I can control. Let's go, after returning to the academy, we must find the possessed student in time."

"Well, maybe there is a big mess there."

The two of them walked into the teleportation array with heavy expressions. The light flashed, and the mysterious island fell into silence for a month.

A month later, at the deadline of a certain transaction, a black dragon soared half a circle on the island and then flew away quickly.

A figure sneaked into the shore and slowly walked into the forest, looking around, as if he was a thief.

Shortly after he entered, a magic circle suddenly appeared on the beach. The girl in a cloak walked out of the magic circle and then quickly hid in the air...

They are probably the ones who say it.
Chapter completed!