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Chapter 8 I have done too many immoral things, so I am ashamed to see others

At this moment, Gu An seemed to have discovered some terrible secret, and finally understood how the ninth-rank warrior who entered here before could die.

Because even if you are a ninth rank, you are afraid of death, and you even cherish your life more than others.

And as long as the god of death captures the fear in your subconscious, then you will lose!
But now, Gu An is not afraid at all, and even a little excited...

He thought for a while, then boldly stretched out his hand, and lifted the hood that covered his face in front of Death's forehead.

There is no face, no facial features, just a black mist of nothingness.

Looking at the black mist, Gu An could feel that the god of death was also looking at him, although it had no expression.

The god of death didn't expect that someone was really not afraid of death, and even lifted his hat.

At this moment, the air is quiet.

"You have done too many immoral things, so you have no face to face others?"

Gu An thought for a while, and broke the silence, hoping to ease the oppressive atmosphere.

grim Reaper:"……"

The Grim Reaper was irritable and wanted to kill Gu An, but there was no fear in this person's subconscious, so he couldn't do it.

Everything in this world, any creature, will have fear, why doesn't this human being like an ant have one?
Why is that?
Death couldn't figure this out.

At this time, Gu An shifted his gaze to the sickle in the hand of the God of Death.

Grab the blade of the sickle with one hand.

It was icy cold, and an incomparably cold gas penetrated directly into the body.

But somehow, there seems to be another connection.

Shocked, the god of death broke free quickly, but in the face of Gu An, who had no fear, it was no match for him.

As long as the other party has fear, then the god of death is unsolvable, but if the other party has no fear, then the god of death may be just a trace of air...

Reaper found himself unable to take back his scythe.

Gu An also discovered this, and Death's resistance made him even more excited.

"The more you resist, the more excited I get."

Gu An thought for a while, and couldn't help but say something.

grim Reaper:"……"

Mom, I want to hit someone...

Gu An held the handle of the sickle hard and tried to pull it.

The god of death also immediately held tightly, struggling symbolically.

However, no matter how hard the God of Reaper, who couldn't trigger the attack rules, struggled, he could only watch Gu An take away its sickle.

The god of death is not resisting anymore, because he knows that it is useless to resist anyway, so he might as well choose to enjoy...

It's just that it kind of wants to cry.

Bits of black mist like tears dripped from the faceless face.

Drops of black mist fell on the deck, turning into powder and dissipating.

Seeing this scene, Gu An looked at the god of death again: "Men will be silent when they see it, and women will cry when they see it, so you are a woman?"

grim Reaper:"……"

The sickle was finally taken away by Gu An successfully.

From the moment the scythe was out of Death's hand, Gu An clearly felt that the biting coldness was gone.

Some kind of indescribable breath of this sickle seems to be connected with him.

Also, it doesn't appear in physical form.

On his left arm, there was a black sickle mark the size of a fingernail.

This scythe can be transformed with only conscious manipulation.

Gu An tried to summon the sickle.

The god of death immediately retreated when he saw it, his whole body was floating on the sail, watching Gu An from a distance, but he didn't dare to come down.

Gu An is thoughtful, the god of death is also afraid of this sickle?

Finally, the sickle call was successful.

A black mist emerged from Gu An's arm, and gradually evolved into a scythe, which was the one in the hands of the god of death.

However, the current Gu An is obviously unable to completely control this sickle.

After the sickle appeared, the powerful airflow directly tore Gu An's entire arm.

The arm with the imprint of the sickle broke instantly and shattered!
"Quack quack..."

Although the god of death floating on the sails lost his sickle, he laughed gloatingly after seeing Gu An's crippled arm.

The other warriors also looked pessimistically.

I thought this big guy had suppressed the god of death, but unexpectedly he lost an arm.

If a warrior loses his arm, his combat power will be greatly reduced in the future.

Gu An didn't expect that he would be backlashed by the sickle mark. If this thing was in the hands of others, it would probably become a time bomb, but he was different.

because……

Gu An was straightforward, raised his hand and stabbed himself...

Whether it was the god of death or all the warriors who were watching sadly, they were all in a daze.

Isn't it true that you don't want to live if you lose a hand? ? ?
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Repeated scenes reappear...

"You just hid it well... When it comes, you will all die..." The girl backed away in panic.

A black mist floated beside her, and the outline of the god of death appeared again. It looked at the girl indifferently, and accompanied by the line: "A group of ants can't solve it, so what's the use of you..."

The god of death raised his hand high, and the girl looked desperate.

It's just that there was a long pause...

Then, Death's voice became a little flustered and sharp: "Where's my knife?"

Because of the god of death's pause, the girl was out of danger, but she could only stay on the deck.

Grim Reaper stared at Gu An and noticed something unusual: "I can feel the aura of a sickle on your body, why?"

The god of death couldn't figure it out, so he could only guess blindly, and the more he thought about it, the more he panicked. This man is so strong, he actually took the sickle away without his knowledge.

Moreover, this person is not afraid of death at all.

It didn't feel the breath of fear and fear from this person.

It likes this smell the most, but this person doesn't have it.

Grim Reaper glanced at the warriors next to him, all of them exuded his favorite smell.

It gave up on Gu An and turned its attention to those people.

The god of death has nothing to do with Gu An, and Gu An also has nothing to do with the god of death.

"Don't, don't kill me..."

A warrior was strangled by the god of death, because without the sickle, the god of death could not kill him instantly, so he could only strangle the warrior's neck, let him suffocate to death a little bit.

Without the scythe, it seems that the god of death is much weaker, but in fact, it just slows down the speed of killing, because as long as you have the smell of fear, it is still unsolvable.

Seeing the warrior struggling, the God of Death said excitedly, "I like the smell of fear."

The martial artist looked desperate, his eyes turned white, he gradually couldn't feel the fresh oxygen, his whole brain was dizzy, and he would die at any time.

The pollen-like golden light fell out of thin air, and some stars flickered past. The warrior was stunned for a moment, and his body shook violently in the hands of the god of death.

He seems to be alive again...

The god of death turned his head and looked at Gu An who was raising his hand: "..."

It roared furiously, and it exerted more force on its hands.

Gu An didn't speak, but another 'cheer' was thrown over.

The martial artist who almost suffocated to death just now regained his spirits.

However, although he survived, he was strangled by the neck and couldn't breathe well. It was like death.

After a few cycles.

The warrior had a painful expression on his face, squinting at Gu An, and said in a weak and uncoordinated voice: "I beg...you...burned...the rice crust..."

(End of this chapter)