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Hearing this, Chang Ming couldn't help but frown.

He thought that the Reign of Death would be unreasonable, but...

But he never thought it would be so unreasonable.

After adjusting his mentality a little, Chang Ming pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly.

"I really didn't expect that the Reign of Death would have a day of cheating... Didn't we agree that as long as the people of Fontaine don't kneel down for you, we'll just ignore what happened today?"

"Or... you think that what I said and did as a fairy and a member of the Sky Island clan offends you, so... you don't want to punish me, but just want to kill me?"

Chang Ming's expression was very calm, without the slightest sign of fear, as if he didn't care at all about his own life or death.

"Heh, I didn't expect that the originally pure-minded fairies would have so many concerns and thoughts after just four hundred years of living with humans."

"I will not kill you, nor will I use the power of death to do anything to you. I just said that you are a messenger of God, not a fairy."

The moment these words were spoken, the surrounding scene began to fall apart, as if the illusion was disintegrating - no, to be more precise, the illusion was changing.

The blood-filled Fontaine gradually disappeared, replaced by a barren land and... a blood-red sky.

The only thing that remained unchanged was the dark red eyes hanging in the sky.

"So, what exactly are you planning to do? If you really want to kill an alien like me... there's no need to go to such great lengths."

"According to the 'rules'... you who have offended the gods should be stripped of your consciousness, your body incinerated, and you will become a mindless ghost wandering in the wilderness."

"But the power of the abyss makes you independent of the rules, so I can't deal with you according to the real rules, so..."

At the same time, the dark red eyes above the blood-red sky slowly closed, and then disappeared into the sky in an extremely strange way.

A pool of dark red blood appeared less than twenty meters in front of Chang Ming. Before he could figure out what was going on, the blood began to wriggle as if it had life.

Gudu Gudu Gudu——

After an indescribable sound, the strange blood continued to spread, intertwine and reorganize, and finally formed... another Chang Ming.

Looking at that other self who was 80% similar to himself except for the color, a hint of surprise flashed in Chang Ming's eyes.

But when he saw the long sword held in the hand of his other self, his surprise quickly turned into solemnity.

He knew that there would be an inevitable battle, and this battle... would determine whether he lived or died.

"This is how I will deal with you. Fight with you who has been unsealed. If you win, you will get my permission to unseal the power of the God's Messenger."

"If you fail...ha, there will no longer be a regent named "Chang Ming" in the world, only a black, unconscious fairy wandering aimlessly in the wilderness."

"Then... start your own battle."

The moment the lazy voice disappeared, Chang Ming, who was made of blood, instantly appeared in front of him, and the long sword in his hand was tainted with a slightly strange aura.

That power is still the power of the abyss, but within it... there is also a breath of death.

""withered"..."

A hoarse male voice flashed past Chang Ming's ears, and the long sword that was attacking Chang Ming was suddenly stained with some strange black vines.

"Could this be... the power of the Reign of Death?"

Chang Ming subconsciously took a few steps back, then drew his sword and started fighting with his other self.

The collision between the swords produced some sparks, but every time the sword in Chang Ming's hand collided, some strange black patterns would appear on the sword.

——It’s like being marked.

"What on earth is this..."

While dealing with the continuous attacks from his other self, Chang Ming was thinking about how to break the deadlock.

but...

clang--

Before Chang Ming could think of a reliable countermeasure, the long sword in his hand had been occupied by the strange pattern, and in the next collision... it broke completely.

"Oops!"

""die"..."

As the hoarse male voice sounded again, an extremely cold aura enveloped Chang Ming, causing his body functions to begin to decline drastically.

"It is indeed the power of the ruling power of death... What exactly does he want to do?"

"Cheating? Or... you just don't want me to get out alive? Then why didn't he kill me in the first place?"

Countless doubts lingered in Chang Ming's mind, but...the approaching sword did not allow him to think about more details.

Under the curse-like effect, Chang Ming barely dodged "his own" attacks time and time again, but this kind of reluctance also had its limits.

When facing his own self who possessed the power given by the Ruler of Death, the original Chang Ming still had the strength to fight.

But now... without his weapons and without even a basic defensive capability, he has reached his limit.

blah-

The sword blade cut through Chang Ming's dress, leaving a series of scarlet wounds, but...the power of the Reign of Death did not stop there.

The wounds soon began to turn black, and the originally bright red blood turned into a strange black and red color.

As the blood flowed out, Chang Ming's strength was gradually lost, his movements became slower and slower, and his wounds became more and more numerous.

——It was a situation of being passive and being beaten.

On the other hand, Chang Ming's physical strength did not disappear with the passage of time. On the contrary, his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger at this moment.

——It was as if Chang Ming’s missing physical strength flowed into his body.

"Destined Death..."

The hoarse voice flashed past Chang Ming's ears again. The "Chang Ming" who was originally in front of him came behind him at some point, and the sword in his hand exuded an extremely terrifying breath of death.

It was as if he was not some fairy spirit, but a complete god of death and a god of killing.

"It's over..."

Just when Chang Ming was feeling somewhat desperate, a golden light suddenly flashed around him, and a shield emitting a heavy aura appeared on his body.

"As solid as a rock—"

"Woohoo~ I finally caught up~ It's so unfair to fight a guy who cheated himself~"

"Hey, Chang Ming, we are here to help you, please...use our strength~"