Purple Sweet Potato Essence’s Beautiful Comic Journey

"Who am I?" The Skull Girl's voice suddenly changed, no longer like Mantis Girl, but softer, more noble, more beautiful, more sonorous, and harsher, as if mixed with the voices of all things in the world:

"I am the source, creator and manipulator of the souls of all living beings in the universe, the manifestation of all life-ending concrete forms, the creator and master of all myths and legends about death, hell king, and purgatory demon king, the end of the universe, the end of all things. The end, the metaphysical concept—【Death】!"

Qian Song: "..."

He is still calm on the surface, but he has scolded "MMP" tens of thousands of times in his heart.

If the Skull Girl wasn't bragging, he'd really hit the jackpot.

Qian Song has read Marvel comics a lot, of course he knows who [Death] is.

But how long has it been since he traveled to the Marvel world? Not counting the twenty years of hazy dreams in the Great Qin world, it was less than two months.

In less than two months, he actually directly encountered one of the creator gods of the Marvel multiverse—[Death]?

How would you describe this luck?

Encountered the Boss of the bottom pass before the Novice Village?Hell-level dungeon difficulty?

No, is it even more exaggerated than that?Then change the analogy:

Lost while walking in the world of prehistoric novels, accidentally walked into the backyard of Hongjun Daozu's house, and saw him beating a boy?

more or less.

In short, Qian Song is "cool" now.

At his current level, facing off against the Creator God of the Marvel Multiverse is tantamount to sending a newborn baby home with a Nobel Prize in Physics.

What's more, he heard very clearly that the goddess of [Death] called him a "foreigner" just now.

It seems that she should already know his identity as a time traveler.

What should he do now?

Overwhelmed and charged up to shake the big tree?

Or lie down and wait to die?

Or kneel down and beg for mercy?

But having said that, in the comics, this [Goddess of Death] is an old friend of Thanos, and she is also a lover of Deadpool.

Or... I'll go pick her up too?

Thinking of this, Qian Song was startled suddenly. He realized that this was his subconscious space, and the other party might be able to spy on his thoughts at any time. Is that "love poem" almost dead?

"Little friend, are you thinking wildly again?" Seeing Qian Song's strange expression, Death chuckled lightly and said, "Don't worry, I have no way to completely spy on all your thoughts, and I won't, let alone kill you here."

Qian Song was taken aback when he heard the words, what do you mean you can't kill me?Am I your father?

The goddess of death did not continue to explain, but looked up at the sky.

Qian Song also looked up subconsciously, and then saw an extremely shocking scene - the sky blinked!

Yes, sky, blink, these two words should not be connected together, only they can describe what Qian Song saw just now.

That feeling is indescribable.

Nietzsche said: When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.

Qian Song can put it another way on this basis:

"When you look up at the sky, the sky is also looking down at you."

It's not that there is a huge eyeball hanging in the sky, but a feeling of being stared at by "God", which is really not the kind of physical and mental shock that a small god like "Sun God" can bring to people .

[Goddess of Death] said she couldn't kill herself, is it because of the mysterious and mysterious existence in the sky?

When did I hug such thick thighs?Even the goddess of death is afraid of three points?

Why don't I know it myself?

Qian Song's heart was in a mess, he wasn't happy because of the sudden appearance of this thigh thicker than Bu Zhoushan, but aggrieved by this involuntary situation.

No matter how many times he travels through time, he can't change his pride as a Chinese. The arrogance and stubbornness of "my fate is up to me" makes him hate this feeling of fog and nowhere to grasp.

"The kid who is in the blessing and doesn't know the blessing is still there with a sad face? You are so hypocritical." For some reason, the goddess of death had a sour taste in her tone: "The fragments of the court of life are also with you, right?"

"[Eternity], [Infinity], and [Annihilation] are all shielded from this single universe. The reason why I can still see you is thanks to the blessing of the First Emperor——As you can see, I am just protecting you It's just a shadow in the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang." The goddess of death is the goddess of death, and a few casual words are big news.

"Normally, only the dead are qualified to see me, because I am death itself." The goddess of death began to take the initiative to answer Qian Song's questions: "In addition, I am also interested in those who extremely resist death. For example, Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng."

"The emperor frantically searched for the so-called 'immortality' medicine in his later years, but everything in this world will eventually perish, not only life, even the entire multiverse, death is the ultimate fate, even if it is [eternal ], but also die."

"More than two thousand years ago, I found Ying Zheng with the 'elixir of immortality'. By eating that poison, Ying Zheng could return to his destiny of death - it is my duty to give life and death."

"Do you know what Yingzheng said when he heard me say that even the universe will perish one day?" Immortality is the same longevity as the sky'."

"It's very interesting, isn't it?" The Goddess of Death exclaimed: "I don't want to be detached [death], but just want to live and die with the universe, which actually doesn't violate my rules."

"So, I not only gave him death, but also gave him the opportunity to 'live as long as the sky'." The goddess of death said: "Death and eternal life came to him at the same time."

"His body died on the sand dunes, his soul was taken away by me, and his consciousness remained in this imperial mausoleum until the death of the universe." The goddess of death concluded: "This great imperial mausoleum has exhausted its skilled craftsmen. With their energy and loyalty, and with the support of my strength, the dome inside this imperial mausoleum turned into a real sky, and the 'twenty-eight stars' inlaid with night pearls turned into a real vast galaxy, sun, moon and stars. The waters formed by the accumulation of mercury turned into real rivers, and the peaks made of clay turned into real mountains... In short, the underground palace of the Imperial Tomb became a real subspace, and Ying Zheng's consciousness turned into an eternal dream. , forever shrouding that world."

"Just like everything you experienced there, no matter whether it is the Qin army, civil and military officials, or common people and gentry, it is all the result of the dream of the first emperor. As he wished, he will rule his empire forever." The Goddess of Death said, "Now, do you understand everything?"

"So, you are the source of the Great Qin world and the First Emperor's power?" Qian Song's eyes flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Yes." The Goddess of Death nodded.

"No." Qian Song suddenly laughed easily, "That brass bell... the brass bell that can make a bell I've seen before, where did it come from?"