The Phantom of Death smiled happily and said, "Of course, this is a good idea, and some very good ideas often pop up in my mind."

Yi Yu whispered softly, "But if the beauty is handed over, it will make the beauty very unhappy. If you were me, what would you choose?" The God of Death Phantom continued, "Of course, the beauty's mood is the most important thing."

"So..." Before Yi Yu finished speaking, the Phantom of Death had already interrupted, "Do you know why my sickle is called the Scythe of Death?" Yi Yu shook his head calmly and said, "I hope to hear it carefully." The Phantom of Death happily said, "Because I have been a Grim Reaper since a long time ago, so the scythe I used is naturally called the Scythe of Death. Do you know how terrible this sickle is? When it is in my hand."

Yi Yu frowned slightly, shook his head in distress and said, "I'm so sorry, I don't have much knowledge. I still need you to answer this question for me."

The Phantom of Death smiled and said, "It's okay, it's not because you have seen too little, because there are too few people who know it. However, I'm very happy that today I can let one more person understand its terribleness and strength. In my hands, um, of course, it was when I was in the hands of my Death, the strength of the person killed by this scythe is not reduced a little, but half. So, it's very terrible."

Yi Yu showed a hesitation and said in embarrassment after a while, "I always like to hesitate but not decisive. If it were you, what would you choose between half of your strength and the beauty's mood?"

The Phantom of Death smiled and said, "This is really distressing. If it were me, if I had the ability, I would avoid this choice. When I had no choice, I had to suppress my kindness and kill the person who forced me to make a choice. But if I couldn't kill him, I believe I would choose half of my strength and the mood of the beauty, and I could find another way to please me. What do you think I think this?"

"This is a good idea. But now the situation is very different, because beauty will never be happy because of this, and some things are lost and they are not replaceable."

Yi Yu replied in embarrassment, and the Phantom of Death said in confusion, "So, what do you decide to do? I believe that no matter how much you like to hesitate, you won't hesitate forever. Oh, let alone the weather here is really cold. Look, the clothes three of us are all too thin. What's even more distressing is that the beauty doesn't even have a thin dress."

Yiyu smiled and said, "I have no choice but to think that the beauty's mood is more important after all. I have to try to see if I can get out of this damn forced to choose the situation."

The Phantom of Death said with great distress, "I am a kind-hearted and affectionate person. The one I don't want to hurt someone who also values ​​affectionately. But reality and choices are always helpless. For example, now, despite how reluctant I am, I can only wave the sickle in my hand at you. It really makes me feel heartbroken..."

"Do you still have love?" Before the Phantom of Death had finished speaking, a sudden, extremely cold woman's voice sounded, interrupting the Phantom of Death. Yi Yu and Phantom of Death turned their heads at the same time and looked at the person who slowly flew out of the Ice Valley.

This is someone Yi Yu had never seen before, let alone thought that it might exist.

Wearing a set of Goddess armor with 11-level class must be undoubtedly perfect. It is not a 11-level Goddess armor. But what you hold in your hands is not a bow, but a Goddess sword held by each hand, and a weapon that only the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is

In other words, this person is a mate, a mate wearing the 11th-level Goddess armor. An incredible existence, a mate whose mana effect is only at the 18th level of the Golden Light mate, and in the 12th level of the God of War, it can be said to be a pure waste existence. I am afraid that no team or legion is interested in practicing with such mates.

But what the person behind him is the butterfly wings that are like silver and illusion glass, and only the 28th class owns and can wear.

The eyes of the God of Death Phantom were completely dissatisfied, becoming dim and silent. The strange female attendant gradually flew closer to the three of them, and finally stopped between Yiyu and the God of Death Phantom, repeating, "Do you still have love?" The God of Death Phantom sighed deeply, and said with a little sadness and helplessness, "You still don't believe me."

The servant straightened his right hand without saying a word and said in a cold tone, "Hold me, I will believe you."

"The magic crystal, only by getting it, like me, who want to replace it, can I have enough power to absorb and convert all the energy of Genshin Impact into my own use. You know, for this, I have spent so many years, staying in that damn ghost place with a rotten smell, enduring those ugly skeletons, looking at one pale and blood-free face after another. I endured the pain in my heart and separated from you until now, but you still don't believe me." The speed of Death Phantom's speech went from slow to faster, and finally, it suddenly became extremely slow again, exuding deep sadness.

"How to believe? There is only power in your eyes, only God, isn't that the case? Look at what you are doing now. God does not allow you to personally participate in this kind of battle, but what about you? You actually came to compete for the magic crystal in person regardless of the rules of the gods. You said that in your heart, you were more important than power, and you made me believe you, how do I believe it?" At the end of the talk of the female attendant, her tone gradually showed anger, but sadness was hidden.

Yi Yu was silent. This kind of dialogue should never be interrupted by outsiders.

"No, I did not violate the rules of the gods. I did not appear here in my true body. I just transferred my full consciousness to this phantom. The Phantom Summoning Technique of the God of Death is the most powerful spell in the world of death. Don't worry about me, the gods will not judge me because of this. I am so anxious to become a god, but the reason why I want to become a god is to take you and become a god, the real god, completely escape from this extremely cruel vortex..."

The female attendant interrupted the words of the Death Phantom, "This is the same thing again, you have been saying it for hundreds of years." The Death Phantom pressed the temple with one hand with one hand, completely forgot that he was just an illusion at this moment, as if this action was a habit.

"That damn woman is the most selfish. She can't make us all become real gods, but she keeps cheating on us..."

The female attendant said in a cold tone, "Don't use our word, you are you, you are the evil leader of the Death God; I am me, I am the noble assistant under the light of the God of War." The Phantom of Death said helplessly, "Do you really don't understand my sincerity to you?"

The female attendant gritted her teeth and said hatefully, "Shut up! You are equally sincere to every woman, even that ugly female necromancer!" The female attendant said, paused for a moment, and said in an unbearable tone, "Damn bastard, I remembered that you actually held the female necromancer whose flesh on your face was rotten and crawled with wriggling necromancers, and said sincerely in praise, and I was so disgusting that I wanted to vomit!"

The Phantom of Death sighed, "It's really different to you, and it can't be compared with other women."

"Don't argue anymore. These words have been repeated for many years and times. There has never been a result. Until now, you are still your God of Death. If you want to seize the Magic Crystal, just kill me. Use your God of Death Scythe that has never been defeated, kill me, and the Magic Crystal is yours." The female attendant said in a cold tone.

The Ghost Death Phantom tapped the top of the Phantom's head rhythmically with four fingers, and said silently, "Did the damn liar call you here?" The female apprentice rejected, "No, it's me who is going to come by myself. I don't want to continue to get entangled like this. I know you are such a person, but I always fantasize about you not. If I continue like this, I can't stand it. It's better to just wake up completely. The magic crystal is behind me, wave your Ghost Death Scythe and give me a calm heart."

Yiyu was ignored, and the two completely forgot the existence of Yiyu and Yinli, as if as long as the female partner died, the magic crystal was the same, placed in the thing that others could get. Yiyu and Yinli's inevitable resistance seemed to be nowhere to be considered by both of them.

The God of Death Phantom said dejectedly, "Forget it, although the Magic Crystal can make me truly a god, it is just one of several props. I have been waiting for hundreds of years, and I don't care about continuing to wait. I said that I want to become a god for you, not for strength. The real selfish person is her, not me."

After saying that, the Grim Reaper's sickle in his hand slowly rotated, and his tone was mocking, "It's really damn, my dear. You said I haven't taken action for hundreds of years. It's rare to do it once. In the end, it turned out to be a phantom clone that killed my own. How ridiculous."

The female attendant said anxiously, "Don't lie to me anymore, please! The magic crystal is here. Since you dare to come, you will naturally be sure to get it. If you get it, you will become a god. Your dream for hundreds of years!" The God of Death Phantom said faintly, "If it will lead to the result that you will never follow me, becoming a god will also lose meaning. Alas, the greatest sorrow in my life is that the woman who should not believe me but believe me, but the woman who should believe me the most, but she does not believe me..."

As the Phantom of Death said, he actually swung the Death Scythe in his hand towards him, and then the bright black light flashed out, and the phantom gradually faded and disappeared completely. There are only two ways to break the Phantom of Death, one is to completely destroy the power attached to the Phantom of Death, and the other is that the summoner's own magic power is exhausted and unable to support it.

But the summoner itself is not here at all. I believe that the magic power is enough to continue to support it. Then, there is only the first way left to go. A chill rose in Yiyu's heart. This phantom must have been what Yin Li said. The only non-summoner who can summon the God of Death 100% of the strength of the God of Death. However, the God of Death only swung one sword and completely consumed the energy of the phantom.

How terrible is this lethal force?

The female attendant lowered her head, with complex emotions hidden in her eyes, staring at the place where the Phantom of Death had been suspended and stayed before she took it back for a long time. She whispered, "If you were me, would you believe him?" Yi Yu replied with a smile, "No matter whether I believe it or not, it seems that it will not help you."

The female attendant chuckled and said, "If he hadn't always told lies, how could I not believe his truth... Damn, bastard..." The female attendant said, turned around resolutely, slapped the huge colorful butterfly wings behind her, and flew away very quickly.

At the intersection of Binggu Road, calm was restored. In the heavy snow, only Yiyu and Yinli were quiet. Yinli still closed her eyes, as if she was sleeping well, while Yiyu still held Yinli with one hand tightly. The blood wings behind her were twisted from time to time, sweeping down the white snow on her body and the Dharma for Yinli.

Except for the continuous whistling wind, everything seemed to calm down...
Chapter completed!