deceased

"Then," Frank's voice trembled slightly, because he thought of a more serious problem, "Even if we find the soul of Otis, how can we be sure that he is really?"

Mundra and Rod Qiqi were silent.

Frank's heart sank.

What he wanted to resurrect was Otis, even if he might turn into an unconscious witch corpse after waking up, it didn't matter.If the person who wakes up can run, dance, talk and laugh but is not Otis, he would rather let him sleep forever.

Mundra said slowly: "There is a difference between soul and soul."

Frank asked, "What's the difference?"

"Mental power and memory." The question seemed to be back to the original point.

"Didn't you guys think about this before you came here?" Frank didn't want to express his dissatisfaction at this time, but it was difficult to control his emotions in this situation.

Mundra said: "Problems are always found and solved through continuous discovery."

Rhodes: "..." He didn't know if Mundra was aware of the problem before he set off but chose to ignore it, anyway, he really didn't consider it.Well, maybe he has really turned into a guy who doesn't look like a magician or a necromancer, because the way of thinking of both identities has become strange to him... Does he have to find a third one in the future? Do you come to earn a living? !

"Sorry." Frank suddenly apologized in a low voice, "It's not your fault. Even if I knew it would be like this after I came, I would choose to come without hesitation. In fact, you didn't have to come...Thank you."

Mundra turned his head and glanced at him, and said, "Even if it wasn't because of you, I would have come." The undead world is a fatal temptation for every necromancer.Not to mention the possibility of gaining the favor of the god of death, just those undead with super high spiritual power are worth studying.

Hayden changed the subject lightly, "Is there any record of communicating with the undead?"

Rhodes said: "The only person in this world who can communicate with the undead is probably the lucky messenger of death."

--yes?

"of course."

--how do you know?

Rhodes said: "He is the messenger of death, of course..."

"Who are you talking to?" the magician standing behind him couldn't help asking.

"I'm with..." Rhodes froze suddenly.He turned his head and looked around. Except for Mundra, everyone else looked at him with wide eyes, as if a bunch of grapes suddenly grew on his head. "None of you spoke just now?" Thinking about it carefully, the voice just now was really strange, like a little old man.

—Little old man? !

Rhodes was stunned.Because he found that the voice he had been talking to came directly into his head.

"Can you talk directly into my head?" he asked.

--Fool.How can this be?You don't have ears in your head.

"He is using spiritual power to communicate." Mundra explained.

Rhodes was surprised: "Who? Oh! My God, it doesn't mean that undead?"

--certainly……

Rhodes' mental power was suddenly restrained.

It was an indescribable feeling, as if a lock was suddenly installed in the head, and the key was held by someone else, and the coldness like running water slowly spread from the forehead.

"You..." Rhodes couldn't continue after only one word, because his upper and lower teeth were busy fighting with each other.

--no.

Rhodes couldn't even think.

Mundella hadn't spoken before, and his complexion was as pale as a dead man's. It wasn't until Rhodes fell straight to the ground that he grabbed Hayden's hand and swung it in one direction quickly.

Hayden drew out a fighting spirit very cooperatively.

The golden vindictiveness streaked across the flat ground and sank straight into the intersection line between heaven and earth.

Mundella softened and leaned into Hayden's arms.

Hayden hugged him and touched his cold forehead with concern, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

Mundra said: "Cold." The undead didn't just deal with Rhodes alone, but because Rhodes' mental strength was not as good as him, Mundra was under slightly less pressure than Rhodes, so he could escape at a critical moment. The bondage of the undead, grabbed Hayden's hand and swung that sword.

Hayden held him whole in his arms, but was careful not to strangle him.Institutionally speaking, Mundra was thinner than any teenage girl he had ever seen.

Rhodes, who was lying on the ground like a corpse, let out a breath, held his head in his hands, curled up into a ball, sat up on his knees for a long time, shook his head and said, "God, what was this just now?"

— Undead.I didn't expect them to be afraid of vindictiveness.This is really interesting.

"I know, I know!" Rhodes became extremely irritable for the rest of his life, "What I want to ask now is, what the hell are you?"

——Didn’t you keep mentioning me before?

"Are you an undead too?" Rhodes looked around warily.He didn't want to taste this taste again.

Seeing this, Mundra lazily said: "He is the messenger of death."

Rhodes jumped up from the ground, "What?"

--whee.You are not as smart as a child at your age.

Rhodes said: "Are you really the legendary messenger of death?"

--legend?So I have become a legend?This is really interesting.

Rhodes said: "Where are you?"

- I am everywhere.

Rhodes said: "This joke is not funny at all!"

- Talking to you is like talking to a baby, completely unable to communicate.Kids, let's chat, shall we?Don't you have anything you want to tell me?

Mundra said: "How can I find the undead I want in the undead world?"

Frank's eyes widened suddenly.

Although the others didn't know what method Rhodes and Mundra used to talk to each other, they could guess from their one-sided words that they were now in contact with the legendary messenger of death.

--beg me.

The voice in my head said with a smile.

Mundra said blankly, "Please."

——What a sincere begging.My God, why have I waited here for hundreds of years, but waited for two necromancers, one is stupid and the other is paralyzed, what a disappointment.

Rhodes said: "You are just talking about it to cover up that you can't answer this question at all, right?"

—Didn't I already tell you?Just beg me.No one else in this world can do it except me.Hahaha……

Rhodes said, "Where did you put the Grim Reaper?"

—Is it the god of death?Of course in my body.Before devouring him, I never knew that the soul of God is so delicious.

Rhodes was stunned.

Even Mundra's face showed a look of astonishment.

Seeing their expressions, Frank became even more anxious, and couldn't help asking, "What did he say?"

"How is this possible?" Rhodes murmured.Someone actually told him in his mind that he ate the god of death?This is so ridiculous!

Mundra asked very matter-of-factly, "How do you eat?"

— just like other undead devour undead.By the way, you don't know that the god of death is actually the undead itself.His godhead is his soul, and I devour his soul, so in a sense, I have become... the new god of death!

……

Under the series of shocks, Rhodes no longer knew what expression to make.There is actually a person who brazenly said that he ate a god and became a god... This story is much more exaggerated than the necromancer who was favored by the god of death and became the messenger of the god of death!

Mundra said, "How do you prove it?"

—Haha, are you going to let me find the soul of the person you are looking for to prove what I said is true?But why should I prove it?

Rhodes suddenly shouted: "I know!"

Everyone else was startled by his sudden cry.

Rhodes said: "You are the god of death at all. You are just playing a prank!"

——You are not wrong to say that, I am indeed the god of death, but not the original one.Well, if you want me to prove it...

His voice gradually faded.

Rhodes turned around nervously, for fear that another undead would come out from behind.

Taking advantage of this time, Mundella succinctly recounted the conversation between the undead messenger and them just now.

"Become a new god?"

The magician and the knights looked at each other.

Although there have been two sneaky wars between humans and gods in recent years, neither of these can be counted as human victories.The God of Slaughter has not been defeated, but Vulcan...it was the clone of Sea God who defeated him.

Under such objective facts, their minds have already formed a fixed concept of "God is invincible", but now some people brazenly say that he defeated God and replaced God. How is this possible?

Hayden thought of another thing.

"So, he was the one who gave the Necromancer the order to attack the city of Mar?"

If this is the case, then the current God of Death will be an extremely dangerous person...or in other words, a fetish.

"I have never given any orders to any Necromancer." The gray mist came from all directions, little by little, and gradually condensed into a human form, standing behind Rhodes.

Since he only has an outline, it looks like a three-dimensional shadow.

"Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Made Pablo, and I am the newly appointed God of Death." He raised his hand and waved it slightly, just like the emperor receiving his subjects.