$299 Death Makes My Heart Beat Faster (10,000 Words Long Chapter)

"Aha! Leoric! Long time no see!"

Warusk greeted the Skeleton King who was sitting opposite Bulkesso, completely forgetting that he was holding the unfortunate child Thor in his hand.

So Thor was like a flag waving in the air with Volusk's swaying arms.

"Tch, troublesome guy!"

Leoric said this on his skeletal face, and then he stabbed the Wrath of the Skeleton King in his hand heavily on the ground. This reckless move also aroused Bulcasso's dissatisfaction.

"Leorric, this is Harrogath."

Bulcaisel said with obvious persistence, his hand already ready to draw the weapon.

"By the way, this kid wants to go out, please give him a ride."

Warusk threw Thor to the ground and said as if he was waking up from a dream.

There was a hint of contempt in his tone.

"Why don't you just let him teleport by himself? Why do you have to look for me?"

Bulcasso frowned and said.

As he spoke, Wu Ming already appeared in his hand, and he was ready to give Warusk a hard blow at any time.

"I always feel that you have stayed in the Holy Land for too long. Now is not the time for you to rest."

Warusk said in a matter-of-fact tone, and the gravel hammer that looked like a fly swatter in his hand was also placed in front of him.

"Can I leave together? You know, I'm just an ordinary person who can't die."

Craig, who had been ignored for a long time, said a little depressed.

His sudden interjection caused Leoric to burst into a sinister laugh.

"An ordinary person who cannot die is not ordinary at all."

When Leoric spoke, he took the Mad Lord's scepter from Mina Harker's hand behind him.

As an important contributor to awakening his sanity, the Skeleton King would not let this guy leave with nothing.

Besides, what he said about having a monk's training method in his hands was not a joke.

Leoric's Mad Lord's Scepter hit Craig directly on the head with huge force.

The violent sound of breaking wind brought up a cold breath of death.

"what are you up to?"

Bulcaisel casually blocked Leoric's sudden blow with no mercy, and asked with very dissatisfied eyes.

He would not just watch this kind of headless attack.

After all, Leoric caused a lot of tragedies after becoming the Skeleton King.

Even though Craig said he would not die, Bulcaisel knew that Leoric could make an "immortal" being die forever.

The blasphemy of life itself is Leoric's most powerful power. Life and death are meaningless to him. Only existence itself is the truth of the Skeleton King.

"A little help. You can't expect me, a skeleton, to use the power of blood to help others gain ancient memories like you.

For me, if I want to give power, I can only understand the power of existence through life and death. "

There was no expression on Leoric's skeletal face.

But Bulkesso could tell that the Skeleton King in front of him didn't mean to lie.

"Then it's best to let him make his own choice. Power is not what everyone wants."

Burcasso slightly increased the strength on his hands and pressed the Mad Lord's scepter directly to the ground.

"Now is not the time to discuss this. What you should consider is sending this kid back."

Warusk crossed his arms on his chest and said with disdain.

Perhaps because he has more and more acquaintances, his awe for the future is disappearing little by little.

"I need to go to my people now. I am the crown prince of Asgard and I must lead my people!"

Thor tightened the weapon in his hand and shouted to Bulcasso.

Even though this behavior seemed a little offensive, he didn't care too much.

Bulcaisel was not as petty as Volusk, and he would not have cared about this offense.

"Warusk, before boy Craig makes a decision, let Leoric rest for a while."

Bulcaisel kicked Leoric on the waist, kicking the huge Skeleton King back a few steps, leaving a relatively safe distance for Craig.

"Let's go, boy. I just want to see what's over there. If it can be saved a little bit, then let him do his part in fighting the Demon King of Hell."

Bulcaisel opened a portal casually, then looked at Thor in front of him and said.

He stretched out his hand directly in front of Thor, his eyes full of sincerity.

"I will remember the barbarian's kindness."

Thor stretched out his hand and spoke to Bulcaisel in the tone of an Asgardian king.

His words were rewarded with a merciless slap on the back of the head from Warusk.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are now a barbarian. What other reason do you need to help your tribe?"

Warusk said angrily.

He doesn't care at all about being the King of Asgard.

Even when he, Warusk, was still alive as the Immortal King, he would not treat the tribal leaders the same way he treated outsiders.

In the eyes of Volusk and Bulqessor, Asgard is now just like the tribesmen of the Bull and Stag tribes.

Thor's body is filled with barbarian blood.

"Let's go. I hope that after I come back, you can make Leoric understand who has the final say on the holy mountain of Harrogath."

After Bulcaisel said these words, he stepped directly through the portal and appeared on the land of New Mexico.

He directly entered the alien space opened by the ancient one. In addition to the ancient one, there was also Tyr, whom Thor was thinking about.

"Are you here? If I had known, I would have asked you to bring Thor here."

Bulcaisuo said something to Gu Yi, as if he was complaining.

He originally had no intention of leaving the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, after all, the two hell demons in his mind were not completely desperate yet.

I still say a few terrible things from time to time.

But it's much better now than before. At least these two guys calmed down a little out of fear of Leoric.

After all, facing a sober Leoric, Baal, the most powerful among the devils of hell, would feel very troublesome.

"I've been a little busy recently, so I haven't been able to visit you much in Harrogas, but it seems like you're doing well?"

Gu Yi said with a peaceful smile.

As for Tyr, who was standing opposite, he was already sweating profusely.

Diavolo also retracted his observation of Tyr. After all, he was confident that he would not expose anything when facing a Supreme Mage.

But when facing Bulcaisuo, even if he reveals even a little bit of the aura of the Demon King of Hell, the barbarian will chase him like a mad dog.

Diavolo has not yet gained the strength to face Bulcaisel, so continuing to hide is the best option.

He doesn't care how long this kind of hiding and waiting lasts. After all, the negative emotions in this world will continuously come to the side of the Hell Demon King, and then catalyze their recovery of strength.

"Isn't this the butler from Asgard? What's going on?"

Bulkesso glanced at Tire and asked a little strangely.

Ordinarily, Ancient One would not use this spell on acquaintances.

The alien space itself is like an ability to construct a battlefield, which is obviously unusual when used on acquaintances.

"Brother! What happened?"

Thor asked loudly the moment he saw Tyr.

He was still very worried about the incomplete information provided by Natasha.

So I eagerly wanted to hear more accurate news from Tier.

But when he saw Mjolnir being held in Tyr's hand as if he was sleeping, his expression became a little weird.

"Brother, your hand?"

The one-armed god Tyr suddenly regained his arm, which was enough to shock Thor.

As for Mjolnir, Thor didn't think it was worth being picked up by Tyr.

After all, Mjolnir was originally his sister's weapon, so it doesn't seem so strange that his brother is picking it up now.

"I've become stronger, as you can see."

Tyr said bravely.

He conveniently placed the hammer of the Son of Odin under Mjolnir.

As Lord Skyhammer, he originally wanted to compete with Odin's divine power. If Diavolo hadn't left some of Kull's divine power in his body, he would have been unable to pick up Mjolnir now.

"Looks like I came at the wrong time?"

Thor understood what picking up Mjolnir meant, so he directly misunderstood his father.

He thought that Odin still had not forgiven him, and even chose to let Tyr succeed him as the God King when he lost.

But this makes sense, after all, Tyr is the most trustworthy among Asgardians.

Everything can be properly arranged by him, no matter how small it is. This is the gap in experience.

"No, you came just in time."

Tyr raised the son of Odin upwards and threw Mjolnir directly into Thor's hand.

Under the suppression of Kull's divine power, Mjolnir did not stick to the legendary hammer of Odin's son as before, but stayed obediently in Thor's hand.

"Listen to me, brother! I think you are very suitable for the role of the Lord of Immortal Palace, and I have no complaints about it."

Thor used his somewhat deficient brain to organize the language and said to Tyr in front of him:

"When my father was not defeated, you have always been the steward of Asgard. You know what to do in everything. I am just the God of Thunder. At least for now, I am not ready to be a king, so I will continue to be a warrior. , to fight for Asgard."

Thor's words were a bit messy, but he still said what he meant clearly.

"I……"

Halfway through what he said, Tier suddenly felt that something was wrong with his situation.

After being brainwashed by Sky Hammer and influenced by Thor, he seemed to have noticed something.

But when he thought about it carefully, he found that there was nothing.

Diavolo's corruption is always so subtle and silent.

"I don't think you are suitable to appear in front of other people now, at least until I calm their emotions."

This is what Totir said.

In order to prevent Thor's appearance from shaking his hard-won dominance, he could only say this.

It would be best if Bulcaisel took Thor directly away from this place.

"You don't seem to be recognized by this hammer?"

Bulcasso glanced at Mjolnir in Thor's hand and said.

For Bul-Kathos, who is good at forging, the status of a weapon can still be easily identified.

He doesn't like lies, so he interrupted directly.

Hearing this, Gu Yi glanced at Tyr with the corner of his eyes, and then focused his attention on Tyr's newly recovered arm.

The recovery of that arm is obviously not Odin's power.

Besides, if Odin could do this, then Tyr would not have been carrying a broken arm for so many years.

"This is just a trick. In order to restore the confidence of the tribesmen, I have to do this."

Tyr's expression was a little sad when he spoke.

Then his arm, which had just recovered, turned into a ball of blood mist in front of everyone.

Of course, his arm was really recovered, but at this time, only by confirming the "trick" could Gu Yi and Bul-Kathos stop asking questions.

For the Sky Hammer Venerable, this determination is still there.

"Exquisite illusion, it seems that you and Frigga have learned a lot."

Gu Yi said with some surprise as he looked at the ball of blood mist.

The blood mist was so "realistic" that she, the Supreme Mage, could not find any flaws.

"Mages always have some strange methods."

Bul-Kathos muttered softly. He still couldn't overcome his disgust for magic.

This was a habit developed in a long life, and it was not easy to change.

"Brother, maybe I can help you restore your arm."

Thor touched the medicine bottle on his waist and said, then walked directly to Tyr.

Ancient One was not optimistic about this.

Because the Nephalem potion was more about restoring injuries, and because it replenished enough vitality, it made things like regenerating broken limbs feasible.

But according to her understanding of Tyr, the arm was destroyed along with the soul.

So she was not optimistic about whether the potion could work.

"If possible, I also hope to be able to recover. After all, you know, one arm will always affect the balance of the body. Although I am almost used to fighting with one arm, it also prevents me from making the most powerful attack."

Tyr looked at Thor and said so.

Facing his brother, his disguise became more detailed.

After all, there was nothing wrong with his memory, he was just implanted with a supreme order.

Tyr took the medicine bottle Thor gave him and poured it directly into his mouth.

Then his arm, which had just been freed from the "illusion", began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ancient One's eyes were a little horrified.

She knew the power of the potion very well, but she had never thought that this potion could restore the injury of the soul.

So she was a little surprised.

But Bul-Kathos had no strange color about it.

He didn't know that Tyr's injury was on the soul, he just thought that Tyr had an old injury caused by the rules.

The medicine bottle is also the result of Nephalem's research on the rules, and it is easy to treat the injuries of the rules.

"It looks good, brother, I believe you can lead Asgard better than me, I will become more like a king, and I will definitely take over this burden from you at that time."

Thor silently put the medicine bottle back to his waist and said to Tyr.

An accident due to information asymmetry still happened, and there were no twists and turns.

As for the fact that Ancient One suppressed Tyr's attack on ordinary people, Ancient One did not intend to bring it up.

The Supreme Sorcerer must protect humans, which is not the duty of barbarians. Ancient One is very clear about this matter, even if she knows that Bul-Kathos will not tolerate any behavior that hurts the weak.

"I'm waiting for that day! I'm really happy to see you alive and well."

Tyr's eyes just showed vulnerability, and this was not all acting.

Not long ago, he was the God of War of Asgard, and his feelings for Asgard were real.

It's just that after becoming the Lord of Skyhammer, his will has been completely distorted.

"Loki is learning more advanced magic, and then our brothers will face that enemy together. I believe that if we are together, we will never fail!"

Thor said this, although he didn't have time to ask who caused this tragedy.

But this did not prevent him from being full of confidence.

He is an Asgardian and a barbarian at the same time, and Bul-Kathos, the king of barbarians, is the biggest guarantee.

Unless Bul-Kathos was the one who caused the tragedy in Asgard, Thor could not imagine how they could lose.

"I will definitely do that then."

Tyr replied to Thor.

Then he bowed his head respectfully to the Ancient One.

"Dear Supreme Sorcerer, Asgard needs a little confidence, so I treat humans in that way. Next, I will not hurt humans, but I will still use a superior way to make humans afraid of us."

Tyr said so.

This reason is not bad. As long as it does not trigger a fist-face war between Asgard and humans, the Ancient One will not care too much about it.

Compared with the tens of thousands of Asgardians, it is more important for the Ancient One to find Odin's location.

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't get to Asgard, she would not bother to get information through Tyr.

"Well, you'd better restrain yourself a little. After all, the Earth has never been powerless when facing the Asgardians."

Ancient One shook his head and said, then opened a portal and said to Bulcasso and Thor:

"Are you going to be a guest in the mage's sanctuary now? Thor can also meet Loki."

Tire's problem has almost been dealt with, and staying here will only make him upset.

Because of her appearance, Tyr also made a guarantee that he would not harm ordinary people, and that was enough.

If you continue to carry it here, it will seem a bit idle.

"Let's go, it's the same wherever I am."

Bulkesso said casually, then clenched his fists.

When he said this, he remembered what Warusk had said before, which made him a little bit stupid.

"Then everything here is left to you, brother. I will appear by your side when you need it and fight with you!"

Thor said this, and then placed Mjolnir in his hand on the ground.

Now Tyr needed this weapon of royal power more than he did, and he already had the butcher's cleaver at his disposal.

During this period of fighting, he gradually got used to this huge machete, at least he would not be disturbed by the sudden roar of the butcher.

Bulcasso and Thor passed directly through the portal opened by Ancient Yi. Before passing through, Bulcasso glanced in one direction with doubtful eyes.

Ancient One's alien space can isolate people on both sides, but the impact on the soul still makes Bulkesso a little concerned.

The direction he was looking was exactly where Leah was.

Leah's soul has not yet escaped Diavolo's influence, but Leah's soul still exists, which may be the best news for Bulcasso.

After all, that thief god, Old Coan Shen, said that he had a way to save Leah's soul.

In other words, there is still a chance for Leia's soul to escape Diavolo's influence.

And Bulkesso has high hopes for this.

…

"Bulkasso has left now. He can't hear the conversation between you and me, and there won't be that boring guy telling him the content of our conversation. At least now I am the only immortal king."

Warusk scratched his head and said to Leoric.

"I really didn't expect that the plan would be disrupted. I heard Bulcasso said that he has already found a successor?"

Leoric sat down on the ground again, his skeleton hands grabbing the snow on the ground in boredom.

It is a bit difficult to make a snowball from bones without meat.

"A nice young man, but I don't think you'll like him."

Warusk said to Leoric.

Rorschach probably wouldn't have a good look when he saw Skeleton King.

It's like Tyrael's attitude towards Skeleton King.

The resolute justice at that time turned dark when he saw the Skeleton King.

Although Tyrell's face is always dark under the hood.

"Justice? Tyrell is always late, and he saves nothing in the end."

Leoric's tone was a little low.

For a skeleton, the only way to express emotions is through slightly exaggerated body language and vocal intonation.

A skeleton without flesh and blood cannot show any expression.

After all, the Skeleton King is called Leoric, not Shansi.

He couldn't show so many vivid expressions.

"At least he saved the world once. Justice always makes sense when he is needed."

Warusk looked sideways at Craig and said:

"How are you going to repay this kid? To be honest, I'm ready to crush you crazy and stuff it into Bulcaisel's head."

Warusk was a little concerned about Craig.

This guy allowed Leoric to revive with a normal will, which was a small favor to the barbarians.

After all, whether facing the Demon King of Hell or Malthael, Leoric, the blasphemer of life, is the best combatant.

The power to defeat the Seven Demon Kings and ignore the threat of death.

There is no better helper than Leoric, and even Sonya will not be more useful than this Skeleton King.

"My previous plan was to give him the monk's training method directly. As long as he can persist through the first level, then he will be able to separate the Nephalem bloodline that the monk needs from your secret realm."

Leoric said angrily and forgot to glance at the somewhat submissive Craig.

"Hit his head with your scepter? Why don't you just replace his bones with your bones? That's no different from how we replace the bloodline power."

Warusk's suggestion is quite good.

But if you do that, Craig will have no connection with the monk.

To become a follower of the Skeleton King and still want to be a monk is a joke, funnier than pie falling from the sky.

Where did the skeleton come from?

The problem is that simple.

"I'm just instilling memories, but your suggestion seems simpler, but he doesn't need the power of 'immortality'."

Leoric said this, and then stared at Craig on the side with empty eyes.

What does a young man who seeks death need strength for?

Besides, after becoming his dependent, it becomes even more difficult to want to die.

The Skeleton King can control every corpse under his command. Life and death are meaningless things to him and his relatives.

"Why is it so difficult to repay others?"

Warusk said a little irritably.

Just facing Craig, what could he and Leoric do?

Give this young man the death he most desires?

That's ridiculous.

In order to help others, you kill people?

This kind of thing is not normal. If it were placed in a country of ordinary people, it would be sentenced to murder.

"Perhaps I can negotiate with the death of this world and at least allow this unlucky man's relatives to come back?"

Skeleton King said with a somewhat uncertain tone.

Death has absolutely nothing to do with him.

Things that are neither alive nor dead are not life at all, and are not included in the power of death. The essence of Skeleton King is much more advanced than Dracula.

Dracula only exceeded the limitations of the power of death in terms of the concept of death, but as a native life, he still left traces in the power of death.

And Leoric has gone beyond the concept of life. He only exists, not life, so death seems to have no way to deal with him except to scream.

"Boy, do you have any relatives you want to save? I'll fight Death for them!"

The Skeleton King scratched his crowned head, and his white hair continued to sway with his fingers.

A series of creaking sounds came from the skull.

"My wife, she's dead, but I don't want her to come back and experience pain!"

Craig held his head in his hands and lay prone on the snow-covered ground in pain.

His lover chose to die only after he could no longer endure the endless pain in life. He could selfishly let his wife continue to suffer that suffering for the sake of his "love".

"grass!"

Leoric roared, he really couldn't think of how to repay this unlucky guy Craig!

"If I kill you, you won't be able to see your lover in the kingdom of death. You can't be together! If you want to see your lover in the kingdom of death, you can only die normally! But damn, you can't be normal. Die!"

"That's enough for me. I thought it was just a little trouble! I was so careless!"

Warusk is also a little confused about the current situation. The experience of taking over a trouble without fully understanding the situation is really irritating!

Warusk grabbed his hair and smoothed it. Fortunately, his soul would not suffer from hair loss.

Otherwise, based on the power he used, he would definitely look at the hair in his hand and tremble in his heart.

"What is the authority of the soul? Life?"

"It's life!"

Warusk and Leoric discussed one after another.

"Can the memory of the soul be changed?"

"Obviously not. The nobility of the soul cannot be changed, even the power of life itself! Have you heard of anyone whose soul has been changed? Even if it was corrupted by the devil of hell, it is just a different way. The body affects the thinking of the soul. That’s all.”

"Can you beat the soul into amnesia?"

"Can't..."

The two guys discussed the issue of the soul as if there was no one around, and Craig buried his head in the snow like an ostrich.

Craig is not in the mood to pay attention to the topic of souls. He is just a not-so-ordinary ordinary person.

"I'm going to go find death, at least to see that soul, and then see what that woman says!"

Leoric couldn't stand this brainstorm anymore.

Thinking is a burden for a skeleton that doesn't even have a brain.

Leoric doesn't need to think too much now. After all, Canduras is already in ruins. He doesn't have to think about endless government affairs every day.

And even though he has regained his sanity now, Skeleton King's body has long been accustomed to being violent...

As he spoke, Leoric waved the Mad Lord's Scepter in his hand and opened a portal leading to death. After he got in, he took away the Wrath of the Skeleton King on the ground.

Mina Harker's skeleton stood quietly, motionless.

As a dependent of the Skeleton King, the Skeleton Princess Mina Harker will not go against Leoric's will.

…

"The kingdom of death? This seems to be no different from the one in my mind. It's just as boring and dark."

Leoric spoke loudly without hesitation in the kingdom of death.

Craig's questions wore away his otherwise good patience.

"what do you?"

Death itself was sitting on the throne, looking at the sudden appearance of the Skeleton King.

There was some curiosity in his eyes.

At this time, she did not appear in front of Leoric in the form of a skeleton, but in the form of a graceful girl.

"Are you the death of this world? Why are you dressed like a guy in the hook bar?"

Leoric said ugly words in extremely impolite language, and he directly put the Wrath of the Skeleton King on his shoulders, a weapon that ordinary people could only wield with both hands.

Leoric looked very mighty and majestic in a battle armor filled with decaying power.

"This is?"

Death said this, and then turned directly into the skeleton.

She completely ignored Leoric's previous offensive words and looked at Leoric in front of her with horror.

"What? Do you think you can seduce me with this look? Don't be ridiculous! Which skeleton have you seen with a plump figure?"

Leoric glanced at Death, who had turned into a skeleton, his tone full of disdain.

This is the disdain of death in his very existence.

Even the authority of life cannot contain the existence of the Skeleton King, how could he regard death in a different light.

"Okay, I'm here to ask you to do something. If you don't want me to smash all your bones, just be honest and hand over your soul!"

Leoric pointed the Mad King's scepter at Death's nose and ordered.

"By the way, what is the name of the soul of the boy's wife? I forgot to ask! The barbarians in Harrogath Mountain are really evil!"

Leoric was so provoked by Craig's question that he completely lost his cool. At this time, he had a bit of the mad king's demeanor that was enough to challenge the Demon King of Hell.

"Well, how can I help you?"

The sound of death did not come out vaguely, but came out of the mouth of the skull.

When facing Leoric, Death Valley seemed a little uncomfortable.

"A boy named Craig is a boy who will not be controlled by your authority and cannot die normally. I owe him a favor! Give me his wife's soul and I will take her with me. Go meet that boy!"

Leoric's aura of being a king swept through the kingdom of death crazily.

Whether it was the Skeleton King or the Wise King of Khanduras, Leoric always told the truth.

Even though Leoric as a human was killed by rebel men, his authority was still engraved in the hearts of everyone who met him.

That is the courage that a great enough king can possess.

A combination of strength and power, majesty and violence.

"That supreme human being? All the souls related to him are not with me."

Death's voice was exceptionally soft, and she had no dissatisfaction with Leoric's arrogant gesture.

"Where is that?"

Leoric slammed the Wrath of the Skeleton King in his hand to the ground, and the aura on his body began to become dangerous.

"In my brother, the Supreme Man is his work, so..."

Death said this, but the words were not finished.

She thought of Annihilation's temperament. Although that guy was the youngest, he was also the hardest to deal with.

The annihilation of creation and destruction is not in the name of creation, which itself shows the nature of that guy.

And Annihilation, who is now unable to leave her own domain, will not give her the face of death.

In the past battles, Death has always been the one protected, so she has never had much say among the brothers and sisters.

"So what? You're going against my will?"

Leoric walked toward death.

He was not at all polite about death.

If the Skeleton King could encounter that bastard when Malthael arrived, then it wouldn't be Bulcaisel's turn to face Malthael.

The power of the Great Demon and the Archangel can destroy the Skeleton King's body, but they cannot prevent him from reviving!

Even if the power of death is ineffective, Leoric has the confidence to face any existence!

"No, I just want to say that there is nothing I can do, or I can go and talk to my brother."

Death looked very nervous when facing Leoric standing in front of her.

The graceful body under the robe was twisting uneasily.

"You'd better not play tricks. You know I'm an existence you can't match. When facing me, you just have to obey!"

Leoric's mad voice sounded, and the low and majestic voice was accompanied by gusts of cold wind sweeping through the kingdom of the dead.

The countless dead souls suddenly had the urge to kneel down in front of Leoric!

The dead can appreciate the power of Leoric, the Skeleton King, better than the living.

That is a huge difference in soul level and personality.

It's like the mixed state of curiosity and fear that humans experience when facing the unknown.

He clearly knew that Leoric was right in front of him, but that "knowing" was blocked in front of him, and he couldn't do anything.

It's like having "knowledge" blocked in your face, and you are omniscient yet ignorant.

"I want to know your name. Of course, if it embarrasses you, you don't have to say it."

Death said cautiously, completely unaware that his state was like that of the world-destroying Titan Thanos when he faced her.

Humble yet full of expectation, admiring yet fearful.

"I will contact my brother now, please wait a moment. It probably won't take long."

Death said so.

Death, who had always only experienced being admired, feared and loved by others, suddenly met a guy who had a completely different attitude towards her.

Curiosity gradually engulfed Death's heart.

She is the protected one among the creation gods. No matter whether it is eternity, infinity or annihilation, she is not willing to suffer the slightest injury.

The authority of life can also control their life and death when facing those gods who have been completely personified.

And death is the biggest support for these creation gods when they swallow up other existences of similar personality!

Death has never experienced the command of others.

Not even her brothers would arrange her in such a way.

Although Bulcaisel treats death equally roughly, a life does not attract her attention in the eyes of death.

But Skeleton King Leoric is different!

Beyond the limits of life represents the unknown.

The rough and majestic instructions brought Death a different experience.

Death felt that he had met his true love!

She was willing to break her own rules for Leoric.

If the souls related to Craig were not really out of her hands, she might have completed Leoric's request, and then looked forward to Leoric giving her some "love".

The problem is that it is not "love"! That is a humble prayer!

That is the same as the Titan Thanos's killing of lives just to win the favor of Death and make the kingdom of Death more lively!

That is an unprincipled obsession!

However, this is not something worth caring about for Leoric.

For Leoric, the king, most people who face him do this.

His words are the will, and his requests will always be met!

That is the privilege of the king!

Except when he faces the barbarians, he feels the feeling of being rejected.

Obedience is the norm for him, and rebellion is some fun for him.

As a result, Leoric met a powerful admirer, and this admirer had no principles and bottom line...

I hope Thanos will not know this.

The goddess he licked for who knows how long finally turned into someone else's Tam, and was trying to use the frenzy lick to exchange for the attention of a steel skeleton.