Suddenly there was a hint of fear in their eyes, and Ling Yun smiled helplessly. He believed that he must have a similar look in his eyes! After all, the God of Death... this name is so scary, as long as humans are afraid of it from the bottom of their hearts.
this name.
The two teenagers encouraged each other with their eyes and walked up the steps step by step... The word "difficult" was not an exaggeration when applied to the two teenagers at this time. The two of them even swayed a little under their feet. They fought bloody battles on the battlefield and went through life and death.
Talking and laughing in the face of death are two completely different levels. The former is easy, the latter is difficult... a disaster!
What's more, just on the dozens of steps, there are densely packed white skeletons standing there.
While the two teenagers were walking, they suddenly noticed a few skeletons moving slightly. Ling Yun and Hu suddenly both turned their heads subconsciously and looked at them. Oh, it was the three tallest soldiers and several people around them who looked high-status.
A lower level soldier.
Suddenly, they felt that Ling Yun's body had become stiff. When he raised his head, he realized that the face of the brother beside him was already covered with tears! The lips of the young brave man in white trembled slightly...
"Ba...ba...uncle Barbas..."
This sentence, like a moan coming from the ground, gently but extremely powerfully plucked the most fragile heartstrings under Sudu's chest!
All of a sudden, they were all new mercenaries in a small mercenary group, and they became dragon knights just because of good luck.
This is not the case for Ling Yun. As one of the most important cadres of the second echelon of the small mercenary group, Ling Yun joined the small mercenary group even earlier than Chi Aotian. Moreover, at that time, the small mercenary group had only one chief officer on the frozen continent.
, it is Barbas. Ling Yun really knows this father's generation very well. The skeleton in front of him has the upper and lower teeth slightly touching, the left finger is missing, and the ring finger of the right hand is missing... In Ling Yun's memory, the small mercenary group battle
This is exactly what happened to the deceased elder Barbas. Ling Yun even remembered that Long used the word "8284" to slander Barbas. Long said that these four numbers are not only homophonic to Barbas's name, but also directly depict the character of Barbas.
It is not too harsh to say that Yilon and Barbas had a fatal friendship. Of course, people of the younger generation would not dare to call the old soldier this way.
Everything in the past flashed through his mind quickly. Ling Yun's legs could no longer support the weight of his body. He knelt down in front of the tall white skeleton with a groan, and his tears instantly wet the white jade stone platform...
"You two come here, I'm looking for you, not them." The young man in black said calmly on the stage.
Ling Yun saw that the skeleton in front of him was almost motionless. He thought that he might have made a mistake. There is no such thing as someone turning into a skeleton after death. The young man took a deep breath, took Hudu's hand and stood up.
Two people came to the boy in black.
At such a close distance, Ling Yun and Hu suddenly both decided at the same time that the person in front of them was definitely not Chi Aotian! Although the appearance was similar, the face of this young man in black did not seem to be made of skin, but seemed to have a very special texture.
Ling Yun and Hu You both bowed their heads and bowed their chests at the same time: "I wonder why you came to us for something?"
"Do you know Chi Aotian?" The young man in black had a smile on his face.
"Yes. Chi Aotian is our deputy leader." Ling Yun has gradually returned to his normal expression.
"Oh, let me tell you, why didn't the little God of Light's consciousness affect you just now?"
"Excuse me, Your Excellency...is he really the God of Death?" Suddenly, they couldn't help but ask.
"Why, doesn't it look like it? What do you think the God of Death should be like?" The smile on the face of the young man in black became even stronger: "Even the sacred dragon can transform into all things. As a god, of course he also has such ability."
"But...why do you want to become the leader?" Hudu's tone was not as polite as Ling Yun's.
"Oh...I...have not seen many humans. When I sent Yao Lilong to Chi Aotian, I happened to meet him once, so I had to temporarily make such a Dharma image." The young man in black did not respond.
Don't be angry. Unfortunately, only the core members of the small mercenary group know about this period of history. Ling Yun and Hu Yu have never heard of it.
"Under the God of Death," after confirming that this person was the God of Death, Ling Yun became bolder: "I have two doubts in my heart. I wonder if God can tell me." Ling Yun's tone became more and more demanding.
You are welcome to come.
"Tell me, as long as it's not too core a secret, if I know it, there's no harm in telling you."
"The god transformed into the deputy captain...is it because the deputy captain has...died..." Ling Yun asked this question with great difficulty.
"Why do you think so? I am me and he is him. This is just a dharma appearance. If I were to change my true form, it would be harmful to heaven. I don't know where he is, but I can tell you for sure,
He is not dead."
After saying this under the Death Temple, the two young men in white let out a long breath at the same time, and the shadow cast heavily on the two people was finally lifted.
"Then...that person just now...is Uncle Barbas?"
"Oh? How do I know that?" The young man in black shook his head: "I can't take care of every undead." As he said that, the young man waved, and the tall skeleton in the audience hesitated for a moment, then strode over.
The young man in black pursed his lips lightly and made a sharp sound. The skeleton seemed to understand, and the teeth and bones chattered.
"You are right. His previous name was Barbas, and he also knows you."
Both Ling Yun and Hu suddenly heard these words. They both knelt down to the white skull at the same time. Suddenly, both of them cried loudly: "Uncle...I...I didn't rescue you...I'm sorry for you..." Suddenly both of them left.
After the Plain of Flowers, I couldn't sleep for many nights. For a young man, there was no way to save him from death... And the deceased was his elder. This kind of pressure from his conscience was too great.
"Under the Temple of Death, can you... please not take Uncle Barbas back to the Realm of Death? Let him follow us..." Suddenly they all turned around and knelt down, tugging at the black robe under the Temple of Death.
"Stay?" Death whispered softly: "What's the use? Even if he stays, he is just a ghost living in memory."
What? The two teenagers still couldn't understand such profound words.
A thick wry smile appeared on the fair face of the Death God. In this case, let alone the two young men who were not yet 20 years old in front of them, could not understand it. Even the forest elves, who are the closest race to the upper class, would not easily understand it. The Death God was probably still the third
For once, I patiently explained this problem to a human being.
The Death World is a world with only yesterday and no today or tomorrow!
The undead that were brought into the Death Realm make up most of this world. In that world, there are no colors, but only four colors: black, white, gray, and gray-green! Even under the Death Temple, this is the case. Moreover, in this world
, except for the God of Death and the very few intelligent beings he created, other...all the undead, regardless of their abilities or status in life, they all live in their own memories, and their current bodies will not
Active thinking, in their minds, they can only constantly recall the past life... until everything about them disappears from this world.
"So, even if he leaves you, he doesn't have the thinking at this time, is it useful?" Death's words were like an ice pick, shattering the pitiful illusions of the two teenagers.
The hearts of the two young men were filled with coldness. Death was like a lamp going out! Even the God of Death, a powerful man who controls time and everything, could not give the dead the ability to think... No... more accurately, it is to continue the life of the dead.
The ability to think.
"Your Highness! I have one more question." Ling Yun calmed down again: "Since the divine power is astonishing, and all the dead souls in the world are under the control of Your Highness, then... I would like to implore Your Highness, our uncle General Chi Hanfeng, can you now
Should I summon it?"
The person under the Death Temple paused for a moment: "In this world, not all living beings will enter the Death Realm after death. For example, the man you mentioned. In this world, all the bustling is for profit, and all the bustling is for fame.
.So, when most people die, they leave behind some regrets or some greed. As long as they want something, the living body will be sucked into the Death Realm after death and become one of the weakest undead souls in the Death Realm.
one."
After another pause, the young man in black continued: "Of course, the undead do not necessarily exist in the Death Realm - in fact, I cannot summon the undead from the Death Realm into this world. Don't be surprised if I can here
Easily summoning the undead from the Death Realm, huh..." The young man in black made a disdainful sound with his nose: "Then... how dare those two little gods just talk to me head-on. This place has the lowest status in the world.
Yes, the distance from the Death God Realm is too far."
The Temple of Death pointed at Barbas and more skeleton soldiers below: "There is only one kind of undead that may stay in this world after death, and that... is when these living bodies die, their lives are filled with the most important things.
Strong resentment! This kind of resentment can be clearly felt even in the God Realm above the Nine Heavens and the Death Realm below the Nine Heavens. For example, these five skeletons are made into human skin drums! They are all the same, they die
The only wish they had before was to stay and take revenge! To take revenge on the people in this world who made them die! This kind of hatred and desire transcended the attraction of the Death World to them, so they stayed." The boy in black walked around again.
A few steps: "In your world, people are often framed or bullied to death. Some of them often say: 'After death, they become ghosts and they will come to take revenge.' This seems to be a meaningless curse.
In fact...if a person says such words or has such thoughts when he is dying, it is basically a spell that is innate to an advanced life form. A life form that successfully casts this death curse will definitely go through various processes after death.
Attack his enemies in various ways, such as dreams, etc."
"But, what does this have to do with Uncle Chi Hanfeng?"
"Chi Hanfeng... this person... is really an alien..." The God of Death paused, exhaled a long breath, and said in a low voice: "Life is an empty dream, we don't
You know where you come from, but you don’t know where you are going.”
The two teenagers looked at the Death Temple inexplicably, seemingly lost in thought.
"This sentence was said by the living being you call Chi Hanfeng, and I agree with it. Do you think that people who can directly understand life and say such words will enter a life without glory?
The God of Death?" When the God of Death said this, there was a trace of regret on his face: "When he died, I felt a strong aura in my world. It was a kind of feeling that was close to the Lord God or even the creation.
The kingly aura that only a person can possess, my temple is so small that I really can’t accommodate this great Bodhisattva..." At this point, the words of the God of Death actually brought out a feeling of extreme regret.
"Then...he is not dead, is he still conscious?" Ling Yun almost stood up with excitement.
"No, of course not! He died, just like the greatest king... No... just like a creator who created the world, he died majestic. That aura of dominating the world was just a man who understood time and all things.
The end of the great life form's sudden departure. Alas... What a pity... An outstanding and strange man... Even in my world, I can feel the sound of the world being born because of him." The man in black
The regret in his tone became heavier and heavier until it reached the extreme.
For a moment, in front of the temple, three living beings and thousands of skeletons fell into silence. The only sound that could be heard was the occasional sound of tears falling to the ground from two young men.
"I'm leaving." The man in black regained his composure and casually drew a green barrier in the air.
"Your Highness..." Ling Yun stepped forward: "I have an unkind request. Can...Uncle Barbas stay?"
"What?" The man in black paused, and his sword eyebrows were tightly gathered. After a long time, his sword eyebrows slowly opened: "Well, the resentment on them is too great, and they will not be stable even if they return to the world of the dead." As he said,
The God of Death waved his palm in the air, and traces of green aura left the numerous skeleton warriors, gradually regrouping into a slightly smaller ghost bead in the hands of the God of Death, and the God of Death put the bead away again.
Immediately, the man in black turned around and ordered the five ghost heroes with gray bone wings: "You don't have to go back, but you are not allowed to leave here. Just stay and guard this palace. If anyone kills around here again, everyone will be killed."
All the murderers will be summoned to become undead."
After saying this, the man and the green barrier disappeared at the same time.
In fact, all the things that happened on this day left a very important mark in human history.
First of all, three superior gods actually appeared in front of millions of believers and took action! The so-called War of the Gods in later generations was precisely because of this war between gods. Humans were just pawns of the gods.
. Therefore, this day, the war between the three gods, is designated as one of the most important watersheds in the war of the gods. This day means that the real protagonist of the war of the gods reveals his face in the mist.
Secondly, on this day, the ghostly magic weapon appeared in front of the world for the first time! Before that, there were undead such as skeleton warriors in ruins everywhere. These undead were mostly unconscious tools controlled by strong people, especially dark priests or magicians.
.These combat powers are completely different from the real ghost weapons with memory. Powerful is the only word that can be compared with the ghost weapons.
Again, does the God of Death have a name? Does anyone know what the God of Death looks like? Before this day, there were no answers to similar questions. However, after this day, millions of believers in the God of Light all knew that the God of Death was Chi Aotian.
! It’s the man in black with peerless appearance whose hands are stained with the blood of millions of innocent believers! As the bard wanders around the world, Chi Aotian finally has the title of “God of Death”!
And this title is absolutely unprecedented and unprecedented!