son-in-law of blood

Chapter 202 God King Death God
Memories of the past flashed back like a projector in Hawthorne's mind——

It is time to measure in millennia.

At that time, Hawthorne was just a little blood guard captain.

The reigning blood clan is still the fourth true ancestor of the blood clan who has just become a super god not long after he became a god.

The billowing black mist is like a tide, and it pervades the entire world in an instant.

Dead, cold, untouchable.

It is like a golden mandala growing in the infinite hell.

In the thick black mist, a beautiful woman in a golden robe, like a goddess descending to earth, hangs quietly in the air.

It was as if all the spiritual energy in the world was concentrated in her alone, and no gorgeous rhetoric could describe the beauty of the woman in front of her, and the words seemed so pale and powerless at this moment.

His eyes swept across the people gathered in this world.

There are gray-haired scholars in white robes, towering giants with majestic bodies, monsters with horns holding forging hammers, and glamorous girls covered in jewels...

Half of it here is to respond to that man's call, and the other half is all for the woman in front of me!

Not for anything else, just to see the beauty!
Hawthorne turned his head, and the fourth true ancestor of the blood race was located directly in front of the array, looking at the slim figure in the black mist with fiery eyes.

Feeling a little helpless in my heart, that's right, His Majesty the blood clan, the greatest genius in the history of the blood clan, came for this woman.

Even though she has long been famous...

【"What a beautiful woman...Your Majesty, is she the God of Love?"

"No, she is more beautiful than Venus. She has what Venus has, and she has what Venus doesn't have. She is truly the unparalleled goddess-the embodiment of magic, the spirit of the elements, the goddess of magic Agnes!"]

When I first saw this goddess of magic, the Fourth True Ancestor's unsparing admiration echoed in my ears, and I sighed slightly in my heart.

There was a rumbling sound in the distance, the sound was earth-shattering, and the black clouds covering the sky and the sun came towards everyone.

The entire world seemed to be torn apart by this incomparable monstrous momentum, like a demon crawling out of the abyss hell, instantly causing the whole world to fall into the nether world!
The black cloud stopped abruptly when it reached three feet behind the golden-robed woman, without daring to go beyond it.

The fog that shrouded the black clouds dissipated, and the picture became clear. The terrifying scene above the clouds made many people wonder if they were in hell after all!

A howling three-headed devil dog, an evil mage with flaming eyes, a majestic goatman, a ferocious bloodthirsty scythe demon... Behind them are overwhelming skeleton soldiers, ghosts, and little lemurs.

The three demon gods stood on the top of the clouds, bending down and waiting in awe - Diablo, the king of fear, Mephisto, the king of hatred, and Baal, the king of destruction.

Behind them are the four strongest demon kings - Azmodan, Lord of Sin, Belial, Lord of Lies, Duriel, Lord of Pain, and Andariel, Queen of Torment and Anguish.

Suddenly, a strange and sharp music sounded, and the hell creatures on the entire black cloud instantly boiled——

"This is the Lord's Requiem!"

The screams of excitement made the whole world look like Abi Hell!

The music came to an abrupt end, and everyone seemed to feel something, and looked towards the golden robed woman one after another.At some point, a black-robed man surrounded by black mist and holding a scarlet sickle in his right hand had already hugged the extremely beautiful golden-robed woman.

The woman's white palm was so conspicuous in the man's black sleeve robe, she slowly turned around with her arms around Agnes, and the two sharp sword-like gazes made everyone feel that their souls were about to be swallowed by these two lights. It was generally pierced.

The face of the god of death appeared in front of everyone. As everyone thought, there was nothing on the face of the god of death except for the thick black mist and the two blazing will-o'-the-wisps above the black mist, making it difficult to distinguish his appearance.

The God of Death has been the biggest mystery in the Continent of Gods since the day of Conferring the Gods.

According to legend, except for the goddess of magic, Agnes, no one has seen the real face of Death, and no one knows his real name.

People only know that his name is Death!

A deep voice sounded slowly, and the tone was so strange that the whole soul couldn't help but tremble.

"Are you all ready?"

The question is to ask the three demon gods above the black cloud three feet away!

Demon God, Diablo the Lord of Fear, Mephisto the Lord of Hatred, Baal the Lord of Destruction!
All are high-level gods!

As a super god of death, he already has three high-level gods under his command!

This makes it difficult for the fourth true ancestor of the blood race, who is also a super god, to hold a candle to him!

It was Andariel, the queen of torment and distress, who answered the call. Her soft and tender voice made many people's bones go limp.

"Brother Death God, your good apprentice hasn't arrived yet!"

Unlike the other six demon kings who were personally trained by the god of death, Andariel voluntarily surrendered to the god of death, and her feelings for the god of death can be said to be known to everyone in the world.

It's a pity that Death, who is devoted to the goddess of magic, doesn't have much feeling for Andariel.

The two will-o'-the-wisps jumped a few times suddenly, and a cold snort made many people shudder:
"Diablo, you informed me, right? Where is the person?"

The King of Fear bowed his head humbly. In front of this man, he could only pretend to be fear.

"I have notified him, there should be some delay..."

Before the words were finished, a cloud of black mist, similar to the god of death, slowly floated over.

"Master, this disciple is late!"

A clear voice came from the black mist.

After the black mist dissipated, a man with a slightly pale face appeared in everyone's sight.

The god of death did not reply, and was about to set off with Agnes's delicate body in his arms, when a low voice came from behind:
"You kid, don't play tricks in front of me! I'm trying to save face for Ninisi today, if I don't explain things clearly, don't let our blood race do our best for you!" The fourth true ancestor shouted.

Before Reaper could reply, Agnes on the side spoke first. Her voice was so cold that it did not contain any emotional fluctuations, which made the expression of the Fourth True Ancestor stiffen instantly:
"You can call me the Goddess of Magic, or you can call me Agnes. As for other names... I don't want him to have unnecessary misunderstandings!"

Death's hearty laughter followed immediately:

"Brother Blood, don't mind, my wife's words are a little impulsive. As for why I summoned you here... Wu, tell them!"

The belated young man nodded towards the fourth true ancestor and everyone:
"These are the remains of several corpses discovered by Lord Reaper not long ago, please take a look at them!"

While speaking, the young man named Wu took out two corpses that had shriveled into broken sacks from a space.

"This is a sign that all the vitality has been completely drained. What a weird way!" The shofar monster holding a forging hammer said after carefully inspecting the corpse that Wu took out for a while.

The God of Forging——Aur!
"Old man, what do you think?" The Fourth Primogenitor turned his inquiring gaze to the white-haired scholar standing beside him.

"The one who shot was not from our Gods Continent!" The old man looked at it for a moment, then replied firmly.

The God of Learning - Einhorten!
"As expected of a god of knowledge, yes, the person who made the move is indeed not from our continent of the gods!"

Reaper chuckled twice and didn't reveal anything more.

For those present, the existence of these two corpses is enough to explain a lot of things.

With a wave of his hand, the two corpses disappeared in an instant.

Straightened up, the trembling will-o'-the-wisp swept around the field, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Everyone, you are willing to go with me to meet these aliens!"

"I wish to obey the order of God Wang Jun!"

"Okay! Let's... go!"

(second more night)

(End of this chapter)