The god of death Setis waved his hand and saw the originally collapsed and broken hell space, layer by layer of space cracks torn by the eighth level mythical skeleton city, slowly closing.

The cities of souls recovered from the destruction, and millions of death messengers shrouded in darkness walked out again.

The collapsed hell order is being repaired quickly, and the disordered rules are stabilized between the hands of the god of death.

The dead creatures and souls of the dead in the nine levels of hell were all looking at the body of the god of death Setis, shocked by the power that destroyed the world just now, banned the sound of the god of death, and trembled by the terror of the true god.

"This is the master of hell!" The ghost standing by the Styx looked at the sky in a daze.

"The power of the true god is irresistible!" The powerful beings who were curled up in the dark place on the border of hell and did not participate in this battle made a sound of gratitude.

The remaining undead in the upper hell fled wildly on the earth, and the defeated undead legions fled in all directions.

"The Scythe of the God of Death...The Scythe of the God of Death!"

"Reap the death! Pillage the true spirit! Even the lich, myth, and the Immortal Lord cannot escape the harvest of that sickle!"

The scared skeleton mage, even though he had only half of his body left, still fled to the distance frantically.

"Sad! It's sad! Our resistance is like the struggle of ants on the ground towards the gods, which is ridiculous! It's vulnerable... Hahaha... vulnerable!" A bone spirit who was defeated in the deep layer of hell escaped to the bank of the Styx. He watched the mythical power in his body constantly repair his body and soul, but it still had no effect. When the power of the scythe passed, He was already destined to die.

Finally, the power of death devoured Him, turned into a pool of burnt ashes, and fell into the Styx.

"Totally lost!"

As the order of hell recovered, the body of the true god who covered the entire hell disappeared little by little in the sky, turning into a black light that passed through the sky, and landed on the top of the city of Chirom, the main city of death.

Compared with the shadow of the gods who had just been powerful, waving his hand, shaking the sky and earth, and overturning the world, Setis looked like an extremely ordinary existence at this moment, without a trace of divine power fluctuation on his body, he was holding a crutch, and even looked a little hunched.

But at this moment, all the dead and saints in the city knelt on the ground. The guardian of Chirom City, the god's parent-child god Molk, also knelt down before Setis to salute to his father. Even the son of the god dared not look directly at His face.

The scriptures in the Book of the Dead echoed throughout hell, and holy prayers and singing sounded in the city of Chirom.

Setis reached out his hand, and the Book of Death flew up and fell into His hands.

The hand covered with gullies brushed across the pages of the book and saw a huge monster rushing out of the book. The thick black smoke surged into the sky, revealing only half of its body, reaching hundreds of meters high.

The monster roared wildly, struggled to lean down, revealing his bloody mouth and biting towards the god of death Setis. The intense hatred and pain in his pupils were surging.

"Setti~Sis!" The god's name was shouted out directly, and every word seemed to carry blood and the greatest curse in the world.

Heim rushed towards Setis, the god of death, desperately, and his huge body looked to form a sharp contrast with the old man in a black robe and a crutch.

However, Setis raised his head and stared at the Soul-Devouring Sheep Demon Heim with calm eyes. He saw that Heim's movements instantly stopped.

All the movements of opening their teeth and claws were frozen, and the big mouth with flames was facing Setis, and the waving soul-eating steel fork was only one meter away from Setis.

The black robe shook and the palms were raised lightly.

Under Sethis's gaze, all the blessings of hell, the soul-devouring fire, and the divine power were peeled off from his body bit by bit. The sheep demon's huge head melted into smoke, and the steel fork turned into sand and gravel and sprinkled on the earth.

The huge monster body dissipated little by little, and while losing all its power, it also revealed the original appearance of the Soul-Devouring Sheep Demon Heim.

A human figure fell from the sky and fell on the top of Chirom's city.

It was a middle-aged man with short hair and thin hair. His face was obviously of foreign Batko. It was slightly different from those who were ten thousand years later. It was full of an ancient atmosphere. He was wearing the gorgeous high priest robe of the Sky Temple High Priest, looking extremely noble, showing his former identity.

Anke Psuth climbed up from the earth little by little, and although he lost all his strength, he completely restored his reason.

He looked at Settices with hatred and stood face to face before Him. This deaf slave who had been crawling at his feet, sleeping with the horse, the most humble inferior man, now became a god who was above him.

The wind blew through Setis's hood and fell down, revealing the aging and vicissitudes of face below, with cold eyes without any emotion, and no enthusiasm or excitement on his face.

Like Setis in the last youth he met in the past, the passionate and persistent, and the old-fashioned principles were like two people. At that time, He was a practical idealist, but now he is like a corpse guard.

Anker Psuth had thousands of curses, scolds, and resentment, but now he became speechless.

"You guy...you guy..."

"Hahahaha... I actually... I tried me in the name of justice!"

Anker Psuth held his face and his fingers were about to bend into the flesh, but he still couldn't stop smiling: "Look at you! Look at you!"

"What's the difference now with me!"

"Even become more disgusting than me! More despicable!"

"Look! Look! This is the god who is high above!" Anker Psuit shouted around, but no one dared to respond.

Setis finally spoke, "What do you know about a guy like you!"

Anke Psuth sneered and turned his head and looked at Chirom City, as if he had seen the shadow of Psuth City back then. Standing above the city, he looked at the black earth outside the city. At this moment, the dark sun above the sky was about to fall and sank under the horizon.

The hell, which was originally dark and mainly gray-black and blood-red, is about to completely fall into darkness.

The whole world was quiet, and no one dared to say anything, as if only the two protagonists, Setis and Anke Psuit, were left.

Finally, he stared at the round of darkness and lowered his head, which he refused to lower: "Yes! I know what!"

"I don't know anything!"

"Why!"

"Why...I..."

"My devotion! All my faith! This ended up in the end!"

Anker Psuth's face was full of tears and he shouted angrily: "The ending that came from is this!"

"Lord!"

“It’s really unfair!”

“It’s really…so unfair!”
Chapter completed!