Thoughts are beautiful, reality is cruel.

The cruel reality tells the God of Death that if a person gets bad luck, drinking cold boiled water will make his teeth stuck. There is no one in the world who is the most unlucky, only even more unlucky.

Perhaps it was because he proclaimed himself a god, angered the real god in the dark, and punished him with the help of others.

He had just run out of the secret place where he was hiding his figure for a second, and ran less than twenty meters before he soared into the air, flew backwards in a swirl, and fell back to the ice forest area with a squeak.

The skull even jumped around the ground with great elasticity for several times.

"Dear God of Death? Where are you going?" A leopard face with a humanized smile appeared in front of the skull. In terms of tone or tone, the God of Death was very familiar with it. It was the guy who chased him all the way through the Thunder Golden Eagle.

During the time when the skull was tied up by the shadow chain, the small tentacles formed by the energy of the death magic have all been retracted. Even the ghost fire in the pupils has disappeared, as if telling others silently that I am a skull, I am just a skull, I am a skull with a life, I don’t have to pay attention to me.

Sean fiddled with his claws and said with a smile: "Don't pretend to be dead. You shouldn't be killed just now! Don't pretend to be an ordinary skull. Whose skull has ever seen is black jade color? Just like you, even if you throw it into the pile of skulls, they are the most conspicuous ones, especially the runes on your head, which have completely betrayed you. These runes should have some unique meaning, right? Is it a seal? Or is it used to preserve your own soul? Theodore? Jagsander? This should be your real name? Carve your name on your forehead, and you are unique."

Before Sean finished speaking, several legs made of magical energy suddenly appeared under the Moyu skull, and he wanted to escape while carrying it.

Its reaction speed was fast, Sean's reaction speed was faster. He rushed up and rolled it several times. The legs and feet composed of magical energy were slapped apart again.

But a new person immediately appeared and wanted to run away. A shadow hunting net fell down and covered it with a strong sturdy one.

"You damn bastard, let me out! Let me out!" The God of Death finally couldn't hold it in and screamed loudly, just as Sean said just that, even if it didn't have the series of operations just now, just the unique appearance of the skull, it completely exposed him.

The dense small characters on it are written in runes. The mysterious aura can be clearly felt by ordinary people who don’t know about runes, not to mention Sean, who has a deep understanding of magic, can be distinguished at a glance. This is a unique magic array, with a mysterious degree that is only higher than that of the energy reaction chamber.

However, in order to avoid the aerial eyes of the Thunder Golden Eagle, the God of Death gave up the energy of death magic very thoroughly, leaving only a small part as the driving force for his escape.

This is naturally out of caution.

In the eyes of those who are proficient in magic, the gathering of magic energy is very dazzling.

If he escaped with a lot of magical energy, he would run away in the dark night with a torch, and tell others brightly, come and catch me, come and catch me!

Doing so has both pros and cons.

The advantage is that it greatly increases the chance of success in escape.

The disadvantage is that once exposed, he will lose his ability to fight back. Without magical energy, no matter how strange he looks, he is just a skull, and a three-year-old child can play him as a ball.

The reason why Shadow Soul-Devouring Leopard appears here is naturally because Sean is also ulterior motives and is preparing to take advantage of the soul battlefield of Elder Klein to attract everyone's attention. He uses the Shadow Soul-Devouring Leopard, who is good at stalking, to touch the dragon skeleton warship, and find the location of the God of Death.

Sean did not forget that the Dragon Skeleton Warship originally did not belong to the God of Death, but was modified by it. The black fog face in the air was composed of death magic energy, and it was not considered the original deity of the God of Death at all.

Before leaving, Sean had no idea what the deity of the God of Death was.

Everything is possible.

Maybe it was a frozen corpse, or a mummy-like mummy.

Maybe it's a piece of wood, or even a stone.

He has considered the possibility of a bone and a skull.

After all, the other party only needs a physical object to support its soul. There is no big requirement for what it is.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that no matter what that thing looks like, it will inevitably have a close relationship with magic and runes, and it should be very easy to identify.

Facts have proved that this inference is correct. When I saw this Black Jade Skull, Sean was 100% sure at the first glance that this was the culprit that led to the extermination of the Klein tribe, the Lord God of Death.

Don't know if you should say that the God of Death is possessed by the Mold God?

Or is Lord Sean full of luck?

Sean, who was in the shadow soul-devouring leopard state, had just touched the Dragon Skeleton Warship outside. Before he could think of how to sneak into it, he saw him sneaking out of the Dragon Skeleton Warship, and even his ruthless curse could be heard clearly.

The reason why I didn't take action immediately was that the ice forest was complex in terrain, which was easy to break free and sneak away.

Secondly, if it is too close to the Dragon Skeleton Battleship, the opponent may remotely control the death magic energy on the Dragon Skeleton Battleship. Once you fight back and break free, if you want to catch it again next time, the difficulty will be greatly increased.

This worry is not unnecessary. Just as the Shadow Soul-Devouring Leopard took off the skull, the black fog face floating on the Dragon Skeleton Battleship collapsed and turned into a big hand, and grabbed him, obviously trying to snatch the skull back.

However, this kind of remote control is even more troublesome. Whether it is the speed of transformation or the reaction speed of the Black Fog Hand, it is very unsatisfactory. It is a delusion to catch the shadow soul-devouring leopard with sensitivity as its strength.

The shadow soul-devouring leopard picked up the black jade skull, turned around and ran away.

Nearly a hundred meters away, the shadow soul-devouring leopard plunged into the cold river and swam quickly towards the command ship of the Explorer Fleet.

As the farther the Black Jade Skull is from the Dragon Skeleton Battleship, the more difficult this kind of remote operation is, and the more unstable the black fog is. Just like patients with tremor disorder, both the black fog and the black fog are constantly shaking.

When the Shadow Soul-Devouring Leopard stepped onto the Explorer Fleet command ship, the black fog hand that had only stretched out half of it collapsed, and the energy of the death magic attached to the Dragon Skeleton Battleship completely lost control.

To be more precise.

Not only did the energy of the death magic on the Dragon Skeleton Battleship completely lose control, but all the souls in the body of Elder Klein were out of control.

The power that was originally trapped in their souls completely disappeared, and the disconnect between the dead souls and the energy of death magic was even more serious.

Many souls that emerged from the scars of the Great Elder Klein's body came out in less than a few seconds and howled and faded, and finally disappeared.

In addition to being shrill, that howling also had a sense of liberation. They finally broke free from the shackles of countless years and returned to the path they should have taken many years ago - to return to the world.

For those weak souls, this is not a way out.

Compared to food that has become other vicious souls, completely destroyed or enslaved again, this natural reincarnation is obviously better.

For them, the price of eternal life is too great. They are forever imprisoned in the dark cage of darkness, anger, resentment and regret. This kind of eternal life is better than not.

More and more souls discovered this way out and began to rush out. The wounds that were finally pieced together by Elder Klein were once again torn apart, and countless souls came out with the energy of death magic.

The scene was even more terrifying for a moment.

Elder Klein was completely gone, and his body was full of thick or thin souls, rushing in all directions.

But under the scorching sun, these surging souls become increasingly fainter and lesser, until they disappear completely.

In that case, it seemed that the sun killed them.

But from Sean's soul perspective, this is obviously not the case.

Perhaps the concentration of souls gathered in the body of Elder Klein was too high. When these souls surged out of their bodies and began to dissipate, they formed an extremely powerful impact on the surrounding space.

This impact force is different from the impact force such as shelling and explosion in the ordinary sense, and it comes from the soul.

One by one, the words appear out of thin air. When these souls pass by, they will leave strands of matter. The more words they pass through, the weaker they become until they disappear. In the whole process, except for Sean, the bystander, no soul noticed the existence of these words, including the extremely powerful change, the solid dragon soul and the giant soul.

When they pass through these words, they are also hurt and absorbed by these words.

It’s just that their souls are too condensed and too large, and the damage to them is significantly lower than that of the substance. The speed of passing through is very slow.

Sean widened his eyes and observed the words.

The reason why they are described as words is because these distorted images are obviously repetitive.

In fact, Sean didn't recognize half of them.

It's not Byron, it's not the ancient Andes Empire, it's not the elves, it's not the giant, it's not even the basic runes.

It is a completely abstract text, but when you see them, Sean develops a mysterious feeling that is difficult to describe in words.

This feeling is not unfamiliar with it. When he sees magic circuits with a certain unique operating principle, he will more or less feel this way.

The strongest feeling at the beginning should be the energy reaction chamber, and later it became the rune on the skull of the God of Death.

But compared to the words displayed now, these two are nothing but a big witch, and they are not at the same level at all.

A word could not help but jump into Sean's mind - the law of heaven and earth.

Once this word comes out, it will linger.

There is naturally no saying of the laws of heaven and earth in this world, but the abstract cognition brought by Sean in his previous life.

This kind of cognition still comes from the laws of heaven and earth derived from the six realms of reincarnation.

He couldn't explain clearly what the laws of heaven and earth really were. At most, he would answer a relatively common natural law such as natural rise and fall, birth, old age, sickness and death.

What principle does these text exist on? How do they work?

Sean can be said to have no idea. He has too little information in his hand and has no way to spy on it!

After staring at him for a long time, Sean was like reading a heavenly book, unable to understand or remember. He clearly felt that he had already remembered it, but when he closed his eyes and recalled, there was nothing, leaving only a mysterious smell.

This is simply incredible for Sean, who has never forgotten his memory.

Having seen so many incredible things, Sean thought his heart was big enough and thought that there were few things in this world that surprised him.

Neither he was shocked when facing the God of Death who broke scientific cognition or Elder Klein.

Now he was really shocked.

What the hell is this?

Could it be that the world you came out of is not the planetary state you know, not in a large universe, but in a closed box?

Everything is composed of such mysterious and indescribable words?

All people and all creatures are cage birds?

But what happened to the sun, moon, and stars that I usually observe?

Except that the moon is larger than in previous lives and sometimes appears red, there is not much difference.

Even if this world has unique energy such as magic energy, Sean has always regarded this world as his previous hometown, and is in the same universe as his previous home, only separated by many galaxies.

But now it seems that I think too simple, and my imagination is too scarce. The world is far from as simple as I think. Perhaps it is because my position in my previous life is too low and I may not be able to see the essence of that world.
To be continued...