Chapter 867 Rectifying the Order of the Dead Realm

Wei October walked to the bank of the River Styx.

The ghosts turned to look at her, surprised to see Micro October in such a place, alive.

"Micro October!"

"Miss October!"

"Are you dead? Don't do that kind of thing!"

"You don't want to die! If you want to die, let me die!"

"Miss Wei October is the best!"

"Are you going to hold a concert in the afterlife? I'm too fond of fans!"

"I'm dead and I can still see Wei Shiyue!"

"Family, come and see, it's Wei Shiyue!" When the ghosts saw that Wei Shiyue was here, many of them became excited.

They were going to walk along the bank of the River Styx, probably going somewhere to go through the process and sorting, but because Wei October came to the bank, the ghosts stopped one after another, and whispered to each other, discussing about Wei October. things.

"Were you a fan of Wei Shiyue before your death?"

"I was still listening to Wei Shiyue's old songs a few hours before I died~"

"If I knew that I could see Miss Wei Shiyue after I died, I would have died earlier."

"What? You don't know Wei Shiyue? A big star!"

"Come and see! Come and see! Wei October is here!" The ghosts thought it was more interesting to walk around Wei October than to walk in pain.

Wei Shiyue is very satisfied with the response of these ghosts. Many newly mourned ghosts who were sad because of their sudden death are now happy.

The ghosts who were on their way in front felt that there was no new ghost following them, so they turned their heads to look at each other, whispered to each other, and then turned around and came back one after another, not moving forward.

The birds of death in the air noticed all this, and suddenly felt anxious and angry. It was their task to escort the new ghost.

They squeaked strangely, waved the large sickle in their hands, and slashed blue flames towards the ghosts below.

"ah!"

"it hurts!"

"I'm already dead, and I'm going to die again..."

The flames burned the ghosts into soul fragments, which were absorbed by the dead birds and became the food for their growth.

"Don't hurt them!" Wei Shiyue turned into a white dragon, fluttering his wings and rushing towards the dead birds.

"Ooh!"

"Miss October!"

"We must defeat them!"

"Universal invincible micro-october, sweet and glutinous micro-october!" The ghost fans waved their arms that had been nihilized, as if they were the most powerful light sticks and support cards.

"I'll help you!" Yao Guang was extremely fast, blinking and bumped into a dead bird, "Have you ever been kicked by the light?"

"Gah!" The bird of death was kicked by Yaoguang, and the whole body was kicked out of the hole quickly, and the body fell down and landed on the rocky ground.

The ghosts were very excited when they saw the bird of death, which was extremely vicious before, fell to the ground.

"Kill it!"

"It ate a lot of people!"

"Hit it!" The ghosts felt that they were dead and had no weakness, so they were more comfortable doing things, and rushed directly to beat the dead bird.

"Ga, ga—!" The bird of death was arrogant at first, but now that half of its body has been blown away by Yaoguang, it has no strength to resist. Life and death caught the bird of death into hundreds of pieces!

Seven or eight other dead birds flew in for reinforcements one after another. They wanted to maintain the order of death and maintain the basic stability of the world after death. They were all large crow people, but their heads were not bird heads, but terrifying giant skull heads. Thriller.

"Die to me!" Wei Shiyue opened his dragon's mouth, spewing out pale dragon fire, burning wildly at these dead birds.

The birds were scorched by the dragon fire, and immediately scattered and fled. Once their feathers were stained with the moon fire, the flames would entangle endlessly, and it was bound to burn all these dead birds to death!

Seeing that Wei Shiyue was so cruel, the birds of death didn't dare to face the burning of the moon, and fled in embarrassment.

"Good job!"

"The monster birds are defeated!"

"You don't need to hurry! Stop, everyone!" The ghosts stopped and stood happily on the bank of the River Styx, waving to Wei October in the air.

After defeating the hideous flock of escort birds, these weary ghosts can finally rest for a while!

Wei Shiyue hovered in the air, contented, feeling the strong death energy coming from all directions, this is the place where she, a half-dead dragon, is suitable to live.

Immediately afterwards, the panicked dead birds came back surrounded by an exceptionally powerful dead bird, as if it was the real leader of these dead birds.

Wei Shiyue backed away slightly, opened the distance, and could sense the powerful fluctuation of power from the opponent.

"That's Malak, the Overlord of the Death Birds. These Death Birds are all Pomorty's family, spreading death and fear in the world..." Falosa is familiar with ancient books, and probably knows what it is.

Malak, King of the Deathbirds, is a completely deformed creature with pointed feathers like needles, a huge beak like steel, and blue flames burning at the ends of its wings.

It roared loudly, and many ghosts screamed and disappeared, and were sucked into Malak's mouth, becoming its food and satisfying its hunger.

Some souls tried to resist, but none of them had the strength to resist ordinary death birds, let alone the king of death birds like Malak!

Malak kills the ghosts, holding a giant scythe in his hand, flapping his wings and floating in the air.

Wei Shiyue felt that she was not an opponent by herself, so she fell to the ground and stood with several other teammates.

"Gah——" Malak roared hoarsely and deeply, "Ignorant and weak, he thinks he can run rampant in the afterlife. Little do I know that you are just a group of painful and fearful souls in my eyes!"

"You are Pomorty's lackey," Faroza said with a smile.

"When talking about Lord Pomorty, Lord of the Underworld, you must pay your respects!" Malak roared, his voice shook the ground, and completely shattered some weaker souls, and other dead birds rushed to collect them greedily .

Malak and the strongest dead birds around him were as big as October, and they were all terrible in appearance after night and day of soul devouring.

Large and small sarcomas are distributed on the surface of their bodies, and each tumor ends with a human face, representing the ghosts harvested by the dead birds over the years.

"We broke into the afterlife world, and we came prepared, with a scientific spirit and empirical viewpoints to understand the process after death. All your reactions will be written into the company alliance's textbooks to break superstitions in the future!" Yao Guang said loudly explain.

"You prevent mothers from giving birth to normal children, it's so annoying!" Ishtar said anxiously.

"A bunch of lunatics," Malak growled.

"What I want to conquer is death itself. You and the pets around you are like a pastime before dinner." Faroza laughed.

"Don't you understand?" Malak stood up, his body expanded further, and the deadly green soul fire burned all over his body, "This is the afterlife, witch, you have joined the ranks of the dead, there is no turning back! "

Wei Shiyue turned her head to look, and sure enough, there was no trace of the ghost tunnel anymore, it was a one-way passage.

Once entering the afterlife, there is no way to return, except to defeat Pomorti in one go and control the rules of death itself.

"I know there is no going back here, so I need entertainment." Faroza said while patting the scales on Wei October's neck, "Let me ride."

Wei October lowered her head, and Farosa climbed up her neck.

Immediately afterwards, Micro October flapped its wings and flew towards Malak.

"Say it, it's useless!" Malak growled and swung his scythe.

The soul fire knife slashed at Farosha and Wei Shiyue, Wei Shiyue quickly avoided in the air, and the blade swept across the far end of the dragon's wings.

A strange smile appeared on Faroza's face.

She brandished the god-killing weapon and released a huge sword energy from Wei Shiyue's back.

cut!

The terrifying god-killing aura exploded on Malak and the dead birds around him, and the scattered sword lights instantly penetrated their bodies, blasting Malak and the birds around him to pieces!

"Gahahahahah——"

"Gah!"

"Guwa——" Most of the dead birds collapsed in one blow!

Their bodies shattered in all directions!

"What!"

"Look quickly-"

"Just one click!" The ghosts were very excited.

The surviving bird of death saw the aggressive leader Malak one second, and saw it being hit by the God-killing Sword Qi in the next second, turning it into a bird scum, and it was terrified!

What kind of power is this?

The bird of death looked up and saw Farosa, and then, the second God-killing sword rushed towards it, smashing it into powder in an instant.

All destroyed!

"Roar!" Wei Shiyue proudly spewed out a mouthful of flames, coiling around the dead birds.

Falosa unleashes the law of restoration, putting the broken Malak back together.

"Roar—" Malak looked at his recovered body in shock.

It clearly remembers everything that happened around it.

"I'm already dead?" Malak felt the phantom pain of the blade tearing at himself. It was originally beheaded by Falosa, but now it was restored.

"Ha——" Faroza smashed Malak with another sword qi.

Then restore it with the law of restoration!

"No——no——" Malak regained his figure, and multiple pains and tears swept through his body! It was killed and shattered into thousands of parts in an instant, and then brutal force forcefully put it back together, and every piece of meat, bone and feather was collaged and restored to its original shape.

Falosa swung the god-killing weapon cruelly, and another sword qi shattered Malak, who was finally recovering, and then released the law of recovery towards it with the other hand.

"No...don't..." Malak returned to his original form in extreme pain, his body couldn't even stand still, and the multiplied extreme pain was superimposed on it.

Being killed by a god-killing weapon once is already painful enough, let alone being killed three times?

"Death!" Faroza slammed the god-killing weapon at Malak. As soon as the sword energy touched Malak's body, it was smashed into pieces, completely unable to resist its terrifying power.

Immediately afterwards, Malak was restored by the law of restoration!

This time it collapsed directly, lying on the ground howling and whining at Farosha, kowtowing again and again.

"No, don't, don't, don't kill me again—" Malak despaired.

In order to escape this eternal torture, it is willing to pay any price!

Was brutally killed by a god-killing weapon, and recovered! Then kill again! The pain completely broke Malak's will.

"Wow--"

"That guy has a mental breakdown..."

"It's amazing!" The ghosts gathered together to see Malak kneeling on the ground and surrendering like a prisoner. The original appearance was ferocious and terrifying, but with such a ridiculous posture, the ghosts found it amusing.

"You can't resist," Faroza said viciously, and then she pointed her finger at Malak and turned her head to the stunned ghosts nearby. "Go, eat it."

"Great!"

"Come on!"

"These monsters are too harmful!" The ghosts marching next to the Styx suffered greatly from the escorted dead birds, and now the leader who can personally eat the dead birds alive is extremely excited.

I saw countless translucent ghosts rushing forward, scrambling to grab Malak with their hands, teeth, legs and feet.

The mighty Malak was able to destroy these ghosts with a slight shock, but now he has been completely overwhelmed by the evil spirit of the god-killing weapon, and he dare not resist!

"Gah—ahhhhhhhhhh—" Malak was in agony.

The flames on it had been completely extinguished, and the feathers were constantly being divided and devoured by the ghosts. It fell to the ground with difficulty, and the ghosts were scattered by it, but because the laws of physics did not take effect, the ghosts only penetrated its body, and then started again. Rip Malak.

Countless hands pulled Malak, pulling down little by little, first the feathers were plucked, then the flesh, bones, soul...

The birds of death that once ran rampant in the afterlife were completely defeated!

Ishtar's eyes were covered by the cyber goblin, preventing her from seeing this horrifying scene, where countless ghost hands tore flesh and blood. This is definitely a scene of extreme spiritual pollution.

"Ahh..."

"Power, coming up!"

"It feels strong!" After eating Malak alive, some ghosts became more solid in color and slightly larger in size.

It turned from an ordinary ordinary ghost into a large specter, both in wisdom and strength.

These hundreds of large ghosts deeply felt the contribution of Farosha and others, and they all cast grateful eyes on them.

They came from all over the world during their lifetime, with different identities, occupations, and races. Now they are all unified ghosts here.

"Let's go!" Faroza said in a deep voice, "We are here to restore the order of the underworld. Go along the River Styx and see where these dead birds are taking you."

The ghosts surged forward. They were originally following the lead of the dead bird in despair, but now they are happily following the people of the Black Mountain Crusade.

They passed through a relatively open wilderness, and a city of the dead appeared in front of them. Many ghosts wandered outside, and many of them came to watch the excitement because of the death of the dead birds.

They seem to have lived in the afterlife for some time.

"—You are—" Fumihiko Yanagawa's ghost walked over in surprise.

"Finally, I saw a familiar face." Faroza frowned.

"Are you dead? It's really fair." Yanagawa Fumihiko sighed.

"We came in alive, it's not fair at all. Look at our luxurious lineup." Farosa laughed.

"..." Fumihiko Yanagawa looked at the Black Mountain Crusade Group, and they were indeed alive, not dead.

"Where is this?" Wei Shiyue asked.

"I'm a newcomer to the city of the unknown dead, and I was killed not long ago by you." Yanagawa Fumihiko said, traces of being backstabbed by A40 can still be seen on his ghost body.

"Where is Noriko Honma?" The cyber demon wants to see Noriko Honma's ghost.

Yanagawa Fumihiko shook his head.

"The lady's soul is not here," he said.