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"I'm sorry, my brother didn't leave that soul behind. He seems to have never kept other people's souls."

Death spoke to Leoric with a deep apology.

Death felt sad that he could not help Leoric.

"What's there to apologize for? I threatened you to do this, why do you apologize?"

Leoric said with some dissatisfaction, and the white hair on his head fell quietly on both sides of his head.

"I just hope I can help you."

The tone of death is like that of a lost girl. It is no longer mysterious and does not have the oppressive feeling brought by the power of death.

"You want to help me? You don't even know my name! How inexplicable!"

Leoric was a little irritable.

He is not good at dealing with such situations.

The wise king of Khanduras was a family man, and in his mind, perhaps the status of his family was far higher than that of his own country.

Leoric felt a little strange about Death's unprovoked overture.

There is also some deep uneasiness in it.

"I just...I don't mean any harm."

Death is a little shy about his feelings, and this behavior is what every Licking will do.

Believe that everything you do will eventually be seen, you will eventually be needed, and your efforts will be rewarded accordingly.

But it is a pity that the touch and pity it brings are the emotions furthest from love.

No one would love someone who feels pity for him, nor would he choose to love because of pity.

"Okay, if you really want to help me, just keep your distance from me. That will be good for you and me!"

Leoric said unceremoniously.

Although he didn't react to the manifestation of death at first, it was still quite obvious.

Although Leoric was already a skeleton, he had no intention of spending eternity with another skeleton.

Besides, he loves his family very much.

"Please don't leave!"

The voice of death is very humble. If Thanos heard such a voice, he would probably throw all his ambitions behind and accompany himself to death.

"That's enough, are you really dead!?"

Leoric finally couldn't bear the obsession with death anymore.

Although it feels good to be liked by others, death is no longer normal.

Especially the name Death always reminded him of Malthael...

"Dear Death, I have brought you countless living souls...who are you!"

Thanos's voice suddenly sounded.

He carried out an indiscriminate massacre on a planet based on his own understanding of the balance of life.

Killed ordinary life, and then brought these souls to the kingdom of death.

The power to travel to and from the kingdom of death is the most insignificant gift death can give to its suitors, but this gives Thanos the wrong signal.

He thought he was different.

Although he was indeed different, Death always did this to people she didn't hate.

The rules of life and death are nothing to death, it is just a toy that can be played with at will.

"Who are you?"

Leoric took up the wrath of the Skeleton King and stared at Thanos with a pair of empty eyes.

From Thanos, he felt the loss of countless lives and the strong ambition.

"I am Thanos, death's most loyal servant! You can call me Thanos!"

"Tsk, one was barking at the door! How dare it appear in front of me in a warm life form!"

Leoric was a little dissatisfied with Thanos.

"Thanos, Thanos, you can leave!"

Death keenly felt Leoric's dissatisfaction, and threw Thanos out of his own country with a wave of his bone hand.

By the way, Thanos' power over life and death was taken back.

"Did you learn how to get along with others from him?"

Leoric felt a little headache.

Death nodded slightly. The round head looked a little cute...

"Enough is enough, me! Leoric! The Skeleton King of Canduras! The blasphemy of life!"

Leoric placed the Mad Lord's scepter directly on the ground and introduced himself.

"Okay, I will come again, but now I have to leave."

He didn't find the soul of Craig's lover, so he had to find another way to compensate the unlucky boy.

The Skeleton King's body directly turned into an illusory soul form, and disappeared into the kingdom of death after a flash.

In the blink of an eye, he returned to the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, then took off his crown and threw it directly to Volusk.

"Okay, I remember that this crown is a treasure to the Nephalem. I will use this in exchange for all the expenses that the boy will have in his long life."

Leoric said directly, and his hair, which had lost the restraint of the crown, began to sway in the wind.

"Looks like it's not going well?"

There was an inexplicable smile on Volusk's face wearing Leoric's crown.

"Damn it, there is such a thing as the origin of the world losing its soul. This death is far worse than Malthael."

"Death should have nothing to do with this. Death is death, the end of life."

Warusk said as if he had remembered something, his tone was a little bleak.

"You bastard tried to transform yourself into a being like me, but didn't you still fail? Your corpse is gone. You want to become the Skeleton King. You are simply crazy."

Leoric laughed directly at Volusk.

At that time, Volusk came to the Skeleton King with the help of the ancestral summons used by Bulkeso.

That was not the first time he had dealt with Leoric. Before that, because he had no body, his attempts had only failed.

With the help of the ancestor summoning skills, Warusk tried to use the body constructed by anger to understand the way the Skeleton King existed, and then transformed himself into a blasphemer of life, and then challenged death again.

Of course, his plan was to take action after Bulcaisel saw the Skeleton King for the first time, but he did not expect that Leoric would briefly awaken his consciousness, which also made his plan fail.

Leoric chose to suppress the madness in his skeletal body, and then was directly smashed by Bulcasso during the battle.

This freed his soul from the endless madness.

It was also at that time that Bulcaisel embedded the Dark Soul Stone in his head.

"Okay, now what are you going to do? Let a person who cannot die get money from the barbarians and live a better life?"

Volusk played with Leoric's crown in his hand, and then looked up at Leoric himself.

"The value of this crown is enough. Don't expect to get more from me. I don't trust you, Volusk! You are not Bulcasso, you will lie."

Leoric spoke loudly, earning Warusk's hearty laughter.

"Yes, I can lie! But you think Bulcasso can't? If he didn't have half his soul, he might be more cunning than you think!"

Warusk laughed heartily as he spoke.

"Okay, are you going to exchange for this? I think he might not agree to this."

Warusk glanced at Craig who had just stood up and said.

Craig listened to the conversation between Leoric and Warusk without missing a beat, and he already had an understanding of his situation.

He understands that there is no possibility of seeing his lover again, and he also understands that he can become stronger.

Even if he chooses to do nothing now, he can still get the promise of having enough food and clothing for the rest of his life.

"I want power!"

Craig loudly or.

"Did you hear that Leoric! He said he wanted power!"

Warusk laughed even more wildly!

As the second-generation Immortal King, even the Demon King of Hell had to bow before him when he existed.
To be continued...