Are you crazy! You call this an assist?

"Netherworld Death!"

Jiang Chen looked at the black giant scythe in front of the altar and said in a deep voice.

"What is the Netherworld God of Death?"

Yoina asked curiously.

"Is there also a god of death in this world?"

Qian Xingtianxia's surprised voice sounded.

After he and the little fairy who stayed up late heard the name, their faces were obviously stunned for a moment.

After all, the name Death often appears in the real world.

"It's a little different from the Shinigami you understand."

Jiang Chen recalled the information in his mind and said: "The Netherworld God of Death is indeed called the God of Death, but the most recorded one is called the God of Hades. It is said that he is the Lord of the Underworld."

"Is there really an underworld?"

Qian Xingtianxia looked shocked and murmured.

"I'm not sure if there is one in the underworld, but what is certain is that the undead lich and most necromancers believe in the Netherworld God of Death!"

Jiang Chen took a deep breath and said slowly: "Young Master Qian, you are in conflict with the undead."

"Before coming here, I didn't know what was going on here."

Qian Xingtianxia smiled bitterly and said, "I don't see any treasures here now. The only thing that seems to be valuable is the black sickle!"

He then asked: "Could this weapon be the weapon of the Netherworld God of Death?"

"The Netherworld God of Death uses a scythe, but it shouldn't be this one."

Jiang Chen replied quietly.

If it is the weapon of Hades, it must be an artifact!

And artifacts will have an artifact aura.

This black scythe obviously does not have any artifact aura.

There is only the lingering air of death above.

"And I have some bad news for you."

Jiang Chen looked at the scythe and then said: "This scythe is probably of necromantic nature, and you may not be suitable for using it."

"Necromantic attributes...but you can't leave empty-handed, right?"

Qian Xingtian looked helpless, and then said: "No matter what, we have to try to see if we can take him away!"

As he spoke, he stared closely at the black giant scythe in front of the altar.

After taking a deep breath for three seconds.

Qian Xingtianxia looked at the little fairy who stayed up late and said, "I'll go over and get the equipment. If anything happens, come and help me right away."

"Well, be careful!"

The little fairy who stayed up late nodded and raised the staff in her hand.

Qian Xingtian takes the next step and moves forward cautiously.

When he was about to get close to the black giant scythe.

He stopped and turned around and said, "Why are you standing so far away? Come closer. If the milk doesn't come out right away, I might die!"

"Oh well!"

The little fairy who stayed up late immediately took a few steps forward. It could be seen that she looked a little nervous.

Immediately, when Qian Xingtianxia was only three meters away from the black giant scythe, he suddenly quickened his pace.

He rushed forward quickly and grabbed the black scythe.

However, the moment his fingers were about to touch the weapon.

"call out!"

A sudden sound of breaking wind sounded!

I saw this huge black scythe flying into the air with an afterimage!

Moreover, it is suspended above the figure on the altar!

Just when Qian Xing was stunned.

On the altar, the figure with black flames burning all over his body slowly stood up!

Immediately, the flames on his face slowly faded away, revealing a skinny and skinny face!

His eye sockets were deeply sunken, and instead of eyeballs, there were two blue-green fireworks!

This is the characteristic of the undead!

I saw him slowly reaching out and grabbing the black giant scythe suspended in mid-air, and then looked at Qian Xingtianxia.

You can see that the flames in his eyes are constantly jumping.

At the same time, his information was also revealed:

[Mod, Son of the Netherworld (gold level boss): lv40]

[Netherworld Hellfire: All attacks are accompanied by black flames, causing 500 additional damage per second, duration: 10 minutes. 】

[Halo of the Netherworld God of Death: There is a ray of power of the Netherworld God of Death in the body. All damage caused is real damage, and the target attacked cannot recover life. Duration: 10 minutes. 】

[Aura of the Netherworld God of Death: There is a trace of the blood of the Netherworld Death God in the body, and it can be resurrected after death! And after resurrection, the level will be upgraded once! Cooling time: 30 minutes. 】

[Undead Soul Control: Launch a spiritual attack on the target and control the target for 3 minutes! 】

"Son of Netherworld?"

Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

He was a little unfamiliar with this title.

Could it be the agent of the Netherworld God of Death?

"I've been waiting here for a long time!"

A sound like muffled thunder exploded in the minds of Jiang Chen and others, and there were still lingering sounds.

Especially when Qian Xingtianxia was standing in front of him, his mind was constantly buzzing, and he even had cerebral palsy.

This made him extremely uncomfortable!

Moreover, several people all remembered the mural they just saw.

The above content is that the son of Netherworld woke up, holding a giant scythe. In front of him, two people knelt down, and their heads were in different places!

"No, we have to withdraw!"

Qian Xingtianxia muttered to himself and immediately stepped back.

"You will be enslaved by me!"

Mord, son of the Netherworld, waved the scythe in his hand.

Immediately, a transparent ripple spread rapidly!

"retreat!"

Jiang Chen immediately pulled Youina and retreated to the wall.

But he was still uneasy, as another pair of wings formed behind him and flew into the air with Youina.

And in front.

Qian Xingtianxia and the Little Fairy who stayed up late were hit by the transparent wave one after another without being able to dodge!

Immediately, their eyes lost focus and their faces were dull.

Then, they walked towards the altar mechanically and knelt down together to the Son of the Netherworld, Mod!

"Greetings to the great master!"

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