"I remember... it seemed like you were still in the fifth grade? Oh, so... you just graduated this year, and you have achieved such remarkable achievements and strength at a young age. When I was still a mortal, I was not as good as you..." Death God Haierbo looked a little emotional, "Ms. Ravenclaw was just a pseudo-god at that time, and her little power was still through deception and stealing... My battle with you was just performing your duties."

"But she became a true god after that, and she never stopped your little moves." Allen disagreed with the statement of Death.

"I didn't expect that after nearly a thousand years of small fights, she became a true god in just over a year later... I chose to continue fighting because her power is still weak as a new god... But now it seems that I have been looking at the consequences of affairs with old ideas." Haier Bow paused, "I have forgotten the concept of time in the underworld for a long time. This new god has promoted his strength at a speed I never thought of because of your assistance... I have to admit that by the time I discovered you have become a big trouble... But if we continue to fight like this for us, it has developed into a true god-level battle... I think this behavior that is destined to cause catastrophic consequences to mortals is actually unnecessary."

"Mr. Haierbo, you wanted to lure me in during the duel, but after finding that the risk was greater, I really wanted to make a quit?" Allen leaned back and raised his chin and said with some contempt. "Let me be honest, I don't think we have the advantage. There is a special purpose behind every action of Mr. Haierbo. Please be honest. I can't believe what you said..."

"If you are still the chosen ones of the false gods and the false gods, then you are still mortals in my work... If mortals want to obtain the power they should not have, or try to obtain true eternal life, as a guide to the creatures return to the embrace of death at the right time, I naturally have the responsibility to stop it." Turning a blind eye to Alan's somewhat rude expression, the god of death, Haierbodi raised his hand with a wide silver ring and waved it, "Now Ms. Ravenclaw has become a member of the true god. I want to know that history, you also know that the ancient true gods are still familiar with that period of history. Although the ancient true gods are now a member of the true gods.

It is also hostile because of the clergy conflict, but most of them can still live in peace or not care about each other..." The nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose were lifted upwards in an impressive manner, "I know you gave many people elixirs, but just like I don't care about Nicole Lemay, they will return to the arms of death after a long time... As for those you are closer, let Ms. Ravenclaw give them some divine power and make them voters, which is not considered an ordinary thing... I don't need to be too serious about this kind of thing..."

Allen understood the intention that the God of Death had just proposed. The other party meant that the most fundamental conflict between them and God of Death Haierbo disappeared after Luna was promoted to the True God.

"If we reach an agreement, of course I will tear my gray wasteland from the mortal world apart again." Death said easily, "Of course I still have some conditions...but, huh?"

The performance of Death actually made Alan's heart even more angry. He pursed his lips. In this way, the things that Death Helbo did were simply for his personal desires, such as Professor Frieve and so many wizards who died because of this were victims.

As if he saw Allen's emotions, Helbo, the god of death, patted his head as if he suddenly realized it, then spread his palms flat, and a gray soul energy ball on it suddenly appeared. Professor Flius Flivery's distorted face appeared in this soul energy ball.

This energy ball fell to the ground and turned into Professor Flitvi's normal body - but Professor Flitvi, who was in a soul state, looked more gray and transparent in this space of the underworld. He lost consciousness without expression and could not read any emotional changes from his face. Although it was not as painful as before, what enveloped him was despair, and the boundless despair became easier to detect.

"Then this is a meeting gift... Don't use this expression to make us be honest with each other. After the duel held in my hometown, I knew that he was actually not that important to you... You know, I know..." The God of Death Haierbo implicated Alan's hypocrisy with interest, and then shook his head and said, "My resurrection stone, I can detect that Ms. Ravenclaw has also been infused with her divine power. I must have gathered the power of two powerful true gods. This little toy that was originally used to lure people to death has probably become a resurrection stone that has truly possessed the ability to resurrection?" Haierbo pulled open the corner of his mouth, and his originally very strict face looked a little relieved, "But Mr. Harris, after you leave the underworld, remember to use it for your professor again... Ms. Ravenclaw probably has the ability to project power into my world at the same time... She doesn't want to consume power on him, right?"

"If our negotiation goes well, there is no need to waste our strength, right?" Allen was not pretentious at all. He didn't care about the sarcasm of death at all. He echoed casually, "It just so happened that my school cannot do without him...at least everyone is not used to it."

What is important to this person is that he was originally thinking about how to take Professor Flivi's soul back from the hands of the god of death Haierbo. Now that the other party is willing to give it to him directly, it will not be a loss anyway.

Seeing Allen say this, the god of death Haierbo turned his ram-like face directly to Professor Flivi, and seemed to realize that the other party raised his eyebrows at this time, and then said in a hoarse, depressed and slow voice without fluctuation: "You are free from the undead of the mixed-blood fairy."

The line of Death seems to have used the power of his own laws. The soul of Flivi, who is in the state of Death, has regained his mind. However, before he has time to grasp the status quo, Haierbo slapped it in the air. Flivi's soul is like something that is irrelevant and can be given away at will, and it cannot help but float towards Allen.

Flivi's soul then met Allen's sight in this gray world. The mixed-blood fairy showed surprise on her translucent face, trying to open her mouth but couldn't make any sound.
Chapter completed!