"Master~Death!"

"I am the Lord of Death!"

The roar of the sky was passed from the first level of hell. It originated from the summons of Flosa, the lord of the city of bones, spread throughout the hell, and the sound seemed to penetrate the space barrier.

The eighth-level skeleton city was formed bit by bit in the sky, with endless undead as the foundation, exhausting the power of hell, as well as the power of Flosa and more than a dozen mythical masters, and the power of the eighth-level mythical power was undoubtedly revealed in the sky.

The dead creatures on the earth all knelt down, whether it was the terrifying howling banshee, the terrifying lich, the soul corpse that emitted the dark smoke, and the death knights leading the army of tens of millions of undead.

At this moment, everything that can be seen is crawling at Flosa's feet and at the great city of skeletons. No one dared to resist, and no necromancer dared to raise his head and stare at them.

The city of skeletons, which was refined in the floating city, undergoes drastic changes at this moment, with layers of skeletons constantly squirming and combining together.

The Bone Ring of Heaven was bred in the bones. The Dead Heart Edition Magic Energy Machine madly devoured all the necro creatures around it, and finally mobilized the blood, just like the heart beat, supporting the operation of the entire eight-level skeleton city.

The clergy is like a mythical template of level 8 life, integrated into Flosa's body and finally helped him take the last step. However, only within the Mary world is that He is level 8. Leaving here, he will quickly fall, and the bonus of the world power obtained will quickly dissipate.

Integrating into the clergy of death also means that He declares war with the god of death Sethis. This is a battle of the throne and the battle of foundation, and it will never end until death.

The realm of death mythology surged from the sky, covering the huge and continuous city of skeletons. The light of rule power surged, pulling all the undead legions.

One after another, the tower of the dead rose up from the ground on the city of skeletons. The top of the tower of the dead was burning, guiding and summoning all the dead like a lighthouse. Billions of dead souls roared around the sky, and roared around the tower of the dead.

One after another, the figures of the necromancer floated up from the Necromancer Tower, one after another, guarding the lord of the city of skeletons in the center.

The terrifying mythical body carries the power of darkness, death, pain, and sin, and looks at the earth.

They turned their eyes to the entire hell.

"Go to the God of Death!" The terrifying mythical banshee opened her bloody mouth and made a sharp sound, and the air waves overturned the clouds.

"We will control death!" The bone dragon spread its dark wings and roared on the tower of the Necromancer.

"The true master of hell!" The mythical lich waved his hand and saw the power of plague and the jackdaws hovering out, and groups of dead relatives moved around his mythical body and the tower of the dead.

The huge city of skeletons is a real giant city in the sky, stretching for hundreds of miles, and it is difficult to see the end at a glance.

Finally, I saw the city of skeletons moving and hitting towards the end of the Styx. The Death Realm evaporated the entire Styx, crushing the entrance to the lower level of hell, and breaking the surrounding space.

The City of Skeletons crushed everything and headed towards the depths of hell with an irresistible attitude.

The billions of undead legions followed behind the city of skeletons and headed towards the next level of hell. Wherever there was still an endless army of death fighting with the servants of the god of death, waiting for their arrival.

"Evil God! He is here!"

Standing at the top of the City of Soul, a messenger of death in a black robe and holding a bone staff looked at the sky in the distance.

It is made up of white huge bones, squeezed and wriggled skeleton city, occupying the sky, carrying the black clouds and the power of death, swept across the sky, killing thousands of death messengers and death saints in the sky.

On the earth, endless undead legions covered the earth like ants, destroying and capturing the soul cities on the earth.

The terrifying and powerful power makes people tremble.

In the depths of hell, chaos can be seen everywhere, the necromancers are fighting everywhere, the power of death that has been accumulated since ancient times, the terrifying monsters and necromancers that have evolved, and the dead creatures that have been exiled to the death world for thousands of years have all rioted.

The rebellion of the digital deep-level controller of hell was pressing heavy weights on the other end of the scale.

At this moment, the guardian of the Gate of Hell, the powerful soul-devouring sheep Demon Heim, crossed the earth like crazy and rushed towards the depths of hell.

The mythical body that had transformed into thousands of meters into the soul city, and the soul-devouring flames spread out instantly ignited the city, burning thousands of souls and messengers of death to ashes.

The huge steel fork of the Soul-Devouring Sheep Demon Heim penetrated a saint of death coming towards him and swallowed him in one mouth. The flames surged in his white mouth, and the saint's screams in the flames could be heard.

He penetrated layers after layers of hell and finally arrived at the city of Chirom, the final city of the eighth floor of hell.

This is a city that accommodates endless believers of the God of Death. Above the tall walls, you can see one sinful soul after another howling in pain. There are bottomless abyss and bridges in front of the city. As long as you travel through here, you can reach the palace of the God of Death and meet the great Lord of Hell.

The one guarding this city was the parent-child of the god of death, Molk, the son of the god of death, and the god of death, who also led him to hell after his death.

At the same time, Molk is also the follower of the God of Death, and the powerful existence of the artifact, the Book of Death.

The soul-devouring sheep demon crossed the land of death like a giant beast. The surrounding land jumped up like an earthquake. He stepped across the abyss of sin and rushed towards Chirom, carrying madness, hatred and hatred.

A mythical figure of a black gold-edged robe that was thousands of meters long appeared from the city and slowly stood up.

He held the Book of Death which emitted the glory of divine power and pressed against the Soul-Devouring Sheep Demon Heim.

"The God-blame! It will perish!"

The Book of Death connects the entire hell, and the power of the rule of death surges wildly, gathering towards Molk's hands.

The unrivaled Soul-Devouring Sheep Demon Heim was directly covered by the Book of Death. His huge mythical body was pressed into it like a paper man, becoming a page in the Book of Death.

But at this moment, the shadow of the City of Skeletons appeared in the sky. The City of Skeletons of Level 8 was like a hammer, breaking layers of passages after layer, breaking directly into here from the first floor of hell, carrying endless undead legions to sweep the entire world of death.

Flosa, standing in the middle of the city of skeletons, looked at Molk and laughed in contempt.

"Only you are left!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw more than a dozen undead towers start, the mythical realm of the Skeleton City start, and the undead version of the elemental annihilation cannon lit up from under the Skeleton City, directly crossing a distance of tens of millions of miles, and bombarding directly at Molk.

"Death is annihilated!"

The light brushed across the earth, meaning a complete annihilation of death. Everything that the light shone through was destroyed. The earth completely decomposed in this light, leaving only a terrifying abyss ditch.

Molk, who was sealing the Death Demon Heim, held the Book of Death in his hand and raised his head in an instant. His black pupils were left with the terrifying light of the undead that devoured everything.

At this time, the Soul-Devouring Sheep Demon Heim, who was struggling violently in the seal, struggled out of the Book of Death.

The body of the thousand-meter mythology twisted up from the Book of Death, holding the Soul-Devouring Steel Fork in his hand, poked Molk's chest.

Even the old monster who has been driven into hell for thousands of years has never seen such a terrifying and terrifying reality. I am afraid that only the astral war that occurred before can see such a power.

The millions of soul prayers in the city of Chirom raised their heads and looked in disbelief in the sky.

I only saw that the son of God Molk was already facing a desperate situation. Even if I held the artifact, the Book of the Dead, I could not fall to the fate of falling.

The steel fork of the Soul-Devouring Sheep Demon Heim approached His chest, and the light of the Necromancer was close to him.

The sheep demon monster's hideous face laughed wildly, as if he had already seen the painful expression of the God of Death's parents-child fall. His bloody pupils were full of pride and anger.

The endless monsters of the Necromancers in the distance also showed an expression of expectation. It was a rare scene to see a son of gods fall with his own eyes. The necromancers on the Necromancer Tower also laughed wildly.

Molk seemed to have seen his fate, but he did not surrender at all. He looked forward, his pupils and the light of the dead.

Then he said calmly.

"The God-blasman!"

"It will surely perish!"

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and the whole world lost all its light, just as if the dark sun had disappeared.

Time seemed to have stopped, the Soul-Devouring Sheep Demon Heim's movements were instantly frozen, and the speed of the undead light also slowed down.

A figure that could not be seen appeared in the sky, and the black robe fell down, like a cloud hanging from the sky, covering everything.

The terrifying figure seemed to merge with the entire hell. The huge hell could not accommodate his original body and could only reveal some of its form.

"Only I allow it!"

"There is death in the world!"

A huge hand fell from the sky and actually caught the light of the dead out of thin air. The giant hand of the god brushed by, erasing all traces on the earth.
Chapter completed!