“Buzz~~”
Cheng Long flicked the chains on his body with his middle finger, causing the tight dark chains to buzz. The feeling of relaxation radiating from the inside out puzzled the Skeleton God of Death.
Being controlled by someone with chains, how could he still be so relaxed?
Didn't you take this god seriously?
"Young man, you seem to be very confident!"
The God of Death stood up slowly, black air surged under his feet, and the two burning green fires in his eyes quickly turned scarlet. As he walked, he said: "I have seen many arrogant gods like you."< br>
"Apollo, Odin, Jehovah, Athena..."
"They were gods respected by thousands of people in the world, but because they were arrogant and looked down on me, they eventually perished."
"And you will soon follow in their footsteps!"
"My world does not allow gods like you to exist..."
Just when the God of Death was uttering his words, demonic energy surged around Cheng Long, and the death chains that were supposed to bind him were actually refined on the spot and turned into steaming blood-red chains.
"A load of nonsense!"
Cheng Long suddenly threw out the scarlet chains, and before the God of Death could react, he was tied tightly by the hot chains.
Sizzling...
A trace of black energy overflowed from the skeleton, and the God of Death let out a heart-rending wail. He could not stop the death energy from escaping from the skeleton. He had helped him kill Odin, Jehovah, Apollo, Athena and other gods. The death chain has now become an accomplice that restrains him from escaping.
The God of Death never imagined that the death chains that he had used a massive amount of soul sand, mysterious bones and other precious materials, and had been calcined by hellfire for tens of thousands of years, would be easily refined by outsiders.
In the past, he used chains to cast the shadow of death on others, but he never thought that one day, he would be cast in the shadow of death!
"God of Death, you have played with so many lives, it's time for you to pay the price."
Perhaps because he disliked the scarlet chain for being too slow to burn the God of Death, Cheng Long actually recited the Purifying Heaven and Earth Mantra to the God of Death, one of the eight great Taoist mantras.
White light blooms!
In the endless brilliance, you can faintly hear the sound of bells and fairy sounds. If you open your mind a little more, you can still imagine the graceful scene of the dancing fairies.
The God of Death let out a shrill scream, and the tall skeleton body was shrouded in light, like a river bank made of sand. From the black robe, limbs, to the head and trunk, it collapsed and evaporated bit by bit.
The whole process seems slow, but actually happens in an instant.
The Lord of Hell in this world cannot reach the level of the Earthly Immortal Realm. Faced with the unreserved attack by the powerful powers of the True Immortal Realm, there is no room for escape.
"Ding!"
After death.
The long scythe fell to the ground, making a crisp and sweet sound.
Cheng Long took the sickle into his hand from the air. After seeing the clues for a moment, he exclaimed: "I didn't expect this sickle to be the sacred weapon that controls the power of hell!"
……
[Congratulations to the host for killing three gods and achieving the achievement of ‘God Killer’! 】
【The rewards are as follows;】
[The storage column has been expanded to 60 spaces! 】
【Magic Weapon Upgrade Card×1】
[Please click to receive...]
Seeing that there was a precious magic weapon upgrade card among the rewards, Cheng Long was overjoyed and decisively clicked to claim it.
Familiar fluctuations, familiar texture.
He hasn't seen this thing for a long time!
"Since the magic weapon upgrade card can ignore the treasure level, and it is increasingly difficult to obtain, then the benefits of this upgrade card must be maximized! It's yours!"
As Cheng Long's thoughts arose, the world-destroying black lotus stored in the Zi Mansion emerged from his forehead in an instant.
From small to large, it quickly transformed into a black lotus with a radius of over one meter, shaped like a lotus platform.
The next moment,
When the holy light transformed from the magic weapon upgrade card submerged into the black lotus, the whole hell trembled. With the black lotus as the center, the space visible to the naked eye collapsed, spreading outward like a spider web.
"It's going to happen, the small world simply can't bear the breath that escapes when the World-Destroying Black Lotus transforms!"
With a thought in Cheng Long's mind, the transforming Black Lotus of Death immediately turned into a stream of light and was put into the system storage box that was isolated from everything else.
The true immortal's Zifu cannot withstand the transformation of the best innate spiritual treasure into an innate treasure, and if it is forcibly brought into the Zifu for nourishment, the soul will explode because it cannot bear it.
Commonly known as, deficiency cannot be replenished.
……
Houston, Texas.
In a hotel.
Claire, wrapped in a bathrobe and holding a bottle of cold beer in her hand, sat on an armchair in front of the window, her brows full of sorrow.
Today is the fifth day since a major earthquake broke out in Los Angeles, and it is also the fifth day since Cheng Long went to hell alone to settle accounts with the God of Death. Claire, who has not received any news for a long time, has an uncontrollable sadness on her brows.
“Tuk Tuk~~”
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
Claire shouted weakly.
Kata!
Blake opened the door and walked in with a bag of steaming barbecue. Seeing Blake sitting in front of the window worriedly, he smiled and said, "Still thinking about a man?"
"That's your savior."
"To be precise, you are the benefactor who dragged me out of the car."
Blake walked to Claire with a smile, put the barbecue on the table nearby, grabbed a bunch, and said while eating: "Claire, Ben and Ollie took a flight back today, and he asked me to tell you the news about the dragon. , he and Ollie will rot in their stomachs”
"It doesn't matter. Long doesn't care about this. After all, few people will believe it."
Claire and Cheng Long had lived together for a while and knew each other's character very well. If he was worried that his supernatural powers would be exposed, Long would not use his powers to save her, so he would not have made a special trip to the underground parking lot to save Blake five days ago. .
"That's right..." Blake smiled, pulled up a chair and sat next to Claire, "Claire, actually you don't have to worry about Mr. Long. According to your experience of accidents in the past three days, you lived safely after the Los Angeles earthquake. For five days, it means that the God of Death is either killed or entangled by Mr. Long and cannot spare his energy to deal with you.”
"I've thought about this too, but since I haven't seen anyone, I will inevitably feel a little uneasy. You know, my father is dead, my relationship with my mother is very bad, I don't even have any friends around me, and the only person I can rely on is Long. ”
Before the God of Death was killed, Claire had to keep her eyes and ears open at all times and had no energy to think about anything else. Now it suddenly became quiet. She only had to watch the road while walking on the street. She didn't have to worry about flowerpots falling from the sky or someone. There will be an out-of-control truck jumping out of an intersection. After the spirit is relaxed, it becomes worrying about gains and losses.
"Who says you have no friends? I do!"
Blake put his hand around Claire's neck and said with a smile: "And Ben and Ollie, they all admire you. You can lift a stone weighing several hundred kilograms with one hand, which is stronger than my father."
Blake's father, Ray, is played by Dwayne Johnson, a professional wrestler who is surprisingly strong. The Ray in this world is also a big muscle tyrant and is a pilot in the Fire Department's Air Force Squadron.
Whether Blake was a child or now, she always felt like a Barbie doll and very weak in front of her father.
But even for such a secure father, he is still no match for the girl Claire beside him.
There is no comparison at all. "Thank you. I'm very happy to be friends with you." Claire expressed gratitude from the bottom of her heart.
"Me too..." Blake grabbed a skewer of barbecue and handed it to Claire, "Try the Turkish barbecue I bought. It tastes quite good."
"Girls, I'm back!"
Just as the two women were feasting, Cheng Long suddenly appeared quietly holding a sickle.
"Dragon?"
"You are finally willing to come back!"
Claire immediately put down the skewers in her hands and jumped onto Cheng Long like flying.
"Are you crying?"
Cheng Long held Claire's hips with one hand, lowered his head and joked: "This is not like you. The Claire I know is a heroic and resolute woman."
"I didn't, it was a shame."
There were tears in Claire's eyes. She was obviously worried about Cheng Long, but she was too stubborn to admit it.
It's easy to deal with such tough-talking women. You just need to pry open their teeth and have a verbal exchange with them, and you can paralyze them and make them unstable.
By then your whole body will become soft!
But now was not the time for a verbal quarrel. Cheng Long easily put down Claire in his arms and turned to look at Blake, who had two big thunderbolts in front of him.
"Hi, how are your family?"
"They are fine. Five days ago, my father flew to Los Angeles and rescued my mother."
After Blake was rescued, she quickly contacted her father, Ray. Her mother had been rescued at that time, and he had cleared up the past and planned to contact her to find a way to reunite the family.
When Lei received a call from his daughter and learned that her daughter was in Texas, he was completely confused.
Even now I'm still a little confused.
If the Los Angeles earthquake hadn't affected a wide area, Ray would have been busy rescuing people and would have come to Houston to find her.
"You are lucky!"
The number of casualties in the Los Angeles earthquake is terrible. So far, half a million people have died and countless others have been injured.
The Black family of three are extremely lucky to be safe and sound.
Because Cheng Long doesn't interfere in the movie, the three Lei family can be reunited, including Ben and Ollie, and they can survive.
Knowing that Black would be fine, Cheng Long still ran to save people, making Sima Zhao's heart known to everyone.
No way, who made Blake so on point!
Not only is he prettier than Claire, he also has a water snake waist with two fruits on it, crushing Claire in all aspects.
When seeing Blake, Mr. Cheng can't help but think of Wanda, the witch in the Marvel world.
Blake and Wanda are the same type of women, plump and fleshy, with graceful curves and very attractive.
"Long, who wins between you and the God of Death?" Claire asked curiously.
"Of course I won. If he had won, could you still stand here?" Cheng Long weighed Death's sickle proudly and said with a smile: "Did you see that Death's sickle controls the power of hell? , now it’s mine.”
"If this scythe is the power to control hell, wouldn't you be the new God of Death?"
The two women, Blake and Claire, were so shocked that they could easily stuff an oversized sausage into their mouths.
Death!
This is a deity that clearly exists in their world.
Now Cheng Long not only told them that the God of Death had been killed, but also said that he had become the new God of Death, the Lord of Hell who controls hell.
Once this news gets out, the whole world will be shocked.
"No, I am not yet, because I have not refined this scythe. I am choosing a new owner for it. Which of you wants to succeed the god of death and become the Lord of Hell?"
Cheng Long was not interested in the divine soldiers in the small world, and there was nothing to gain from them. To him, the divine throne was a pity to abandon and tasteless.
However, Claire and Blake's eyes brightened significantly when they learned that if they obtained this scythe, they could become the new Lords of Hell.
"..."
The two women looked at each other, neither of them giving in.
Although they were still good sisters before Cheng Long came, but facing the temptation of becoming gods, not to mention ordinary sisters like this, even real sisters have to fight!
"Dragon, Blake has a family to take care of. She is not suitable to succeed to the throne of God. Let me do it. I have nothing to worry about except you." Claire is rushing to be the god of death. One of them is wanting to become a god. The other is On the other hand, she will rule hell, and there will be no death lists in the future.
The death pursuit that happened to her will never happen again.
"Mr. Long, in fact, my parents are still very healthy. They can definitely have a few more children." Blake lacked the confidence to snatch the sickle and spoke in vain.
This is normal.
After all, she had nothing to do with Cheng Long, but she owed someone her life.
"Since you all want to be the Grim Reaper, let's play guessing games. The outcome will be determined by one hand. Whoever loses must be convinced." Cheng Long played with the Grim Reaper's scythe while looking at Blake and Claire who were full of fighting spirit.
He loves to see women tearing apart.
"Okay, guess the guessing game."
"Scissors, rock, paper..."
"Hahaha, I won, I won..."
Claire, who used her fists, watched Black use the scissors and danced excitedly.
Cheng Long didn't keep her waiting for long, nor did he let her sign a devil's contract. Such gods who rely on artifacts for promotion are generally very weak, and they can't be reused as demon servants.
What's more, he never thought about this from beginning to end.
He saved Claire just to have someone to talk to, and to test the god of death.
"Claire, cut your palm with a sickle, and I will help you refine it and make it your treasure."
"Hmm~~"
Claire couldn't help but spread her palm and scratched it with a sickle. The wound was deep, and a trace of blood flowed out instantly.
Cheng Long then shot out a beam of red light to help Claire refine Death's sickle.
The originally ordinary scythe, under the control of magic power, bloomed with a massive amount of black light and exuded a bone-chilling aura, forcing Blake to keep retreating.
"Dragon, it's sucking blood like crazy. I won't be sucked dry, right?"
Looking at the sickle that was constantly sucking her own blood, Claire turned pale with fear.
Of course, it wasn't all because of fear. The main reason was that the sickle sucked too hard and caused excessive blood loss. If it kept sucking, Claire would turn into a human body in a few minutes.
"Don't worry, it will be over soon."
Cheng Long comforted Claire while speeding up the refining of the sickle.
The Death God's sickle is of high grade, equivalent to a low-grade acquired spiritual treasure. It is very difficult for ordinary people to control it. (End of chapter)