The day when I was forcibly bound by an NPC

Jiang Zhaonian didn't understand the current situation, he stared vigilantly, as if staring at a dangerous psychopath, and slowly took a few steps back.

Zhun didn't care about his small movements, but covered half of his face in confusion, watching what was happening around Jiang Zhaonian, frowning and thinking about something.

Zhun originally thought that Jiang Zhaonian was not affected by his power because of the amulet given to him by the mage.

But looking at it now, it's obviously not just that, Jiang Zhaonian, who left the talisman and only has a bare soul, can still keep his power out.

"What on earth are you going to do? If it's okay, let me go." Jiang Zhaonian said nervously.

Zhun raised his eyes and looked at him: "No, God will do what he says, and I will definitely give you eternal life."

He originally wanted to use his strength to manipulate the rules of the passage of time on Jiang Zhaonian, but now this way is not feasible.

But he was able to extract Jiang Zhaonian's soul.

Extracting the soul does not require the use of power. This is a talent belonging to the identity of the "Death God". All mortals who are directly touched by the Death God will have their souls extracted by the Death God.

As long as his identity as the god of death is still there, as long as the opponent is a mortal, he cannot escape this rule.

It seems that the innate ability of "Reaper" is still useful.

If there is a way, instead of using strength, but using a certain characteristic inherent in the identity of "Reaper", Jiang Zhaonian can obtain eternal life...

There must be an answer.He smiled at Jiang Zhaonian: "How about I transfer the god position to you?"

Jiang Zhaonian: "...?"

"Then you will have eternal life." After all, God cannot die unless he loses his identity.

Jiang Zhaonian couldn't fully comprehend the amount of information in his words, but a neurotic person who claimed to be the god of death said that he would transfer the god position to you...how ominous it sounds!

He was about to refuse, but a new prompt appeared in the game system after a long absence.

Jiang Zhaonian froze for a moment, blinked his eyes, followed the prompts to open the task list in the notepad, and suddenly found that it had been updated—clearance clues!

Jiang Zhaonian's mind was suddenly stunned by the sudden surprise.

He settled down and carefully read the new mission:

The main task has been started, the clearance progress: 0%

·Lord of Spring Elimination of obsession (incomplete) | Status inheritance (incomplete)

·Lord of Summer's Obsession Elimination (Unfinished) | Status Inheritance (Unfinished)

·Lord of Autumn's Obsession Elimination (Incomplete) | Status Inheritance (Incomplete)

·Elimination of Winter Lord's obsession (incomplete) | Status inheritance (incomplete)

What does this mean?

Eliminating obsessions is easy to understand. Although who knows what their obsessions are, what does "identity inheritance" mean?

Jiang Zhaonian remembered that the mission prompt appeared just now after Zhun said that he would transfer the god position.

Is this the meaning of "inheriting status", or is it the "lord" status in the task prompt that is to be inherited?

But he is more worried about how to accomplish this task if the meaning of identity inheritance is really related to Zhun's sentence.

This must be a psychopath, and his actions cannot be deduced with common sense. He somehow wants to transfer the god position to himself, but whether other people will do so is another matter entirely.

Jiang Zhaonian fell into deep thought, his thoughts were completely disrupted by the sudden mission.

And this situation fell into the eyes of Zhun, it was a foolish look.

Zhun didn't care about his answer, since he said it, he had decided to do it.As for Jiang Zhaonian's thoughts, it doesn't matter.

It's just that the transfer of the god position is not an easy task. Even if he only has half of the god position left, it still takes a lot of effort to prepare.

So when Jiang Zhaonian came back to his senses, he found that Zhun had disappeared again.

He tentatively walked out of the temple, the invisible force was still shrouded on the steps, and it seemed that he would still be unable to get out for a while.

But now Jiang Zhaonian is not in a hurry to go out, he has to think about this task.

What attracted Jiang Zhaonian's attention the most was the word "customs clearance progress".

His heart was pounding, imagining the meaning behind "clearance".

...Is it possible to go home?

Although he doesn't mind staying in this strange game world for a while now, all abnormal signs indicate that this is not a normal world.

It might be okay to treat it as a game for a day or two, or even a year or two, but if you stay here for a long time... Jiang Zhaonian imagined the situation, and thought it would be more attractive to go home.

After all, this is just a small, monotonous, incomplete world.

And if you want to clear the customs, obviously you have to investigate and eliminate the obsessions of the four lords, that is, the four uncles who robbed him, and then find a way to inherit their identities.

Although it is not clear how to do it, it is necessary to deal with everyone a lot.

But the current situation... Although I don't know the reason, these people are fighting to snatch him away. Once he meets one of them alone, he will probably be forcibly left behind like he is now. .

Then the task cannot be completed.

Jiang Zhaonian groaned in distress, lay back on the ground of the temple, covered his eyes with his arms, and fell into a new round of useless contemplation.

……

The Grim Reaper has been seeing the head and tail for several days, acting mysteriously and not knowing what he has done. His body, which was so thin that it looked like only a handful of bones remained, became even thinner, and his deathly pale face became even uglier.

And in the past few days, those three did not stop, Jiang Zhaonian saw them looking for him everywhere several times.

Sometimes three people appear together. At this time, the complexions of several people are often not very good, and they just reluctantly get together for the same goal.

Sometimes only two of them appear, and the atmosphere between them will be more peaceful on the surface than when there are three of them, but they just turn their faces away, with their own calculations in their eyes.

Sometimes they simply act secretly alone, from the look on their faces, it is obvious that they hope to find Jiang Zhaonian first behind the back of the other two, and secretly take him back to hide.

The only thing in common is that no matter how many people came, no matter how many times they walked in front of Jiang Zhaonian—or even directly passed through his body—they always seemed to be completely unable to see or perceive the existence of such a large person No matter how Jiang Zhaonian danced and shouted his throat, several people walked away unconsciously and with dejected eyes.

And Jiang Zhaonian got the reason from Zhun: Although their places seem to overlap each other, they are actually in two different worlds.

What the three of them were searching for was the ordinary wasteland of death, while the quasi-real temple was located in the "dead world" that belonged exclusively to the god of death.

Zhun was exhausted, and as soon as he returned to the temple, he saw Jiang Zhaonian stepping on the stairs, reluctantly looking at the backs of those guys going away.

He coughed slightly, and when his breathing calmed down, he said coldly, "I can't get out, what are you looking for?"

Seeing that Jiang Zhaonian turned his gaze, Zhun turned his head and wanted to cough again, but he suppressed it: "Come here, the preparation is completed, I will grant you the god position."

Jiang Zhaonian resisted a little, but when he thought of the mission, he held back his emotions and allowed Ping Zhun to bite each other's fingers, mix their blood, and draw some kind of weird contract on his forehead and heart.

Zhun laughed, took a few steps back, and said weakly, "Look, what I said, I did it, and I will give you eternal life. From today on, you will be the God of Death."

Jiang Zhaonian didn't pay attention to his words. At the moment when the contract was established, a large amount of Death God's inheritance flooded into his mind, and the impact was so great that he didn't even hear what Zhun was saying.

When he woke up again, he heard Zhun laughing and asking strangely: "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Jiang Zhaonian held down his temple that was still throbbing with one hand, and while his mind was turning, those few lines of countless inheritances floated to the shallow level of consciousness.

Jiang Zhaonian also showed a smile after receiving this message: "Of course I am satisfied, you can't trap me anymore."

Feeling the subtle connection between himself and this temple, and the entire dead world, he climbed up the stairs step by step.

This time, there was no hindrance.

Jiang Zhaonian stood on the stairs, turned around and looked down at Zhun.

He slightly moved the contract rune with his mind, and the invisible barrier reappeared—this time, the person who was imprisoned in the temple became the former owner of the temple.

"Thank you for your gift. I still have things to do, so I won't play with you for now."

Zhun didn't take it as disobedience, and calmly smiled.

"The new god of death doesn't have the power to match the position of a god. How can this be done? Since you want to leave, I won't stop you. I will give you another gift before leaving."

Saying that, Zhun released all the death power in his body, rushing towards Jiang Zhaonian.

These forces were not hindered by the enchantment of the temple, and immediately surrounded Jiang Zhaonian's whole body.

Jiang Zhaonian frowned slightly, trying to tell him not to waste his efforts, didn't he already know that these things are useless to him?

But before he opened his mouth, he was surprised to find that a part of his soul that belonged to the god of death was rapidly operating, actively absorbing all these powers into his body.

The speed was too fast, Jiang Zhaonian had no time to react, and found himself "overfed", but the soul of the god of death was still devouring them greedily.

Jiang Zhaonian clutched his chest in discomfort, those forces gathered in his body, they had nowhere to go but refused to leave his body, while the outside forces continued to pour in.

Excessive power piled up and finally changed, even affecting his soul body in reverse.

At this time, Zhuncai stopped his hands in surprise: "Sorry, I accidentally fed too much, it will take you a while to digest."

Without the source of power, the power in Jiang Zhaonian's body finally calmed down, and the changes in his soul and body finally stabilized.

Although it is not clear exactly what kind of change happened, Jiang Zhaonian felt the change of perspective and already had a premonition in his heart.

Zhun smiled slightly: "If you want to grow up quickly, Lord Death must work hard to digest the gift I gave you."

Jiang Zhaonian lowered his head, looked at his short, fat palms that were as big as five or six-year-old children, and pursed his lips tightly.

He raised his head and glared at the former god of death, without saying a word, clenched his fists vigorously, and walked towards the direction away from the realm of death without looking back.

He should be trying to play hard, but it's a pity that it is reflected in the body of this five or six-year-old child, but it seems a bit milky.

Zhun looked at his back with distant eyes.

As the successor of human beings... he will probably become a more popular god than me.

I look forward to how you grow up.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-2215:31:09~2020-03-2518:06:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 1 King of Salted Fish, Overlord of the East China Sea;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Qiqi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!