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This is a conspiracy... to be precise, it should be regarded as a conspiracy, the conspiracy of the King of the Undead.

The King of the Undead knows that there will be a life-and-death struggle between Douglas and Shibron, so he has long been lurking on Shibron. No matter what the final outcome between the two sons of God is, they will become the carrier of the King of the Undead and become death.

specific manifestations.

The will of death is so vast and the power of death is so great that no ordinary body can carry it. Only the divine body, the body of a god, can hold all death.

The moment Douglas becomes a god is the moment the King of the Dead rules his body. This is a precise arrangement.

Now, the Lord of the Dead is instilling his will into Douglas's soul.

Sibron's memory fragments and negative emotions are definitely not a general thing, but a whole intertwined with countless most detailed details.

Nobility and humility, glory and humility, success and failure, loyalty and betrayal, humiliation and glory, struggle and rise, until the final destruction, everything that Shibron experienced has appeared in Douglas's soul like a brand.

Shibron is right, he is dead, but his memory and spirit have been merged with Douglass. This is another form of living.

All of this was entangled with Douglas's own memories and emotions, and gradually merged. Those messy memory fragments were scattered in every corner of his mind, gradually becoming systematized and becoming clearer and clearer.

Douglas now finally sees the most original truth clearly, and also sees the framework and context of death's operation.

It is a realm so grand that even imagination cannot reach it. Death itself is not terrible, nor is it beautiful or dirty, nor is there good or evil. Light and darkness are inherently one. Death itself is a sophisticated machine.

An extreme machine, nothing like emotion can hinder its operation. This machine accommodates all existences in time, and no existence can escape the shackles of this huge machine.

Death itself is even colder than machinery, more ruthless than machinery, crushing those ignorant lives every moment.

Even if you are as powerful as a god, even if you have clearly seen the origin of death, you cannot change the trajectory of death. This situation is like a little ant clearly seeing the rise and fall of the sun in the east and the waxing and waning of the moon.

Yuan Que saw clearly the movements of the stars in the sky, but could not make any changes.

Facing the absolute power of death, any life will feel its own powerlessness. Because of this unchangeable weakness, it will produce complete despair, and then sink in despair, knowing the final complete nothingness!

The emotions of life and life itself are boring scum. Only death is the real essence and the destination of everything. Even the most powerful struggle is meaningless and futile.

"You have felt the meaning and power of death." This voice no longer belongs to Shibron, because Shibron has completely disappeared. It is replaced by an extremely calm and empty voice that echoes repeatedly in Douglas's small universe. It is the voice of death.

The voice of the Spirit King.

Yes, Douglas has truly felt it from the depths of his soul. It is a great will and absolute power that cannot and cannot be resisted. All creatures in the world, from the moment they are born, are

We are destined to enter the embrace of death. This is the final outcome. No matter what kind of miracle, it is impossible to change this fatal knot destined by the laws of the universe.

When this thought just arose in his mind, the power of death had already gathered in Douglas's soul.

"Submit to the powerful death and abandon the useless struggle," the voice of the King of the Undead has become cold and quiet: "Death is the end of everything, just stop here and let death come to this world!"

The voice of the King of the Undead was definitely not powerful in any way. It was calm and carried a certain rhythm that was synchronized with Douglas's soul.

In Douglas's remaining reason and thought, every word spoken by the King of the Dead is the highest truth in the universe, because everything between heaven and earth, everything, is so insignificant in the face of death.

It is meaningless, and you will eventually die according to this truth.

Douglas gradually became unable to feel the existence of his body, or even his own existence. His spirit and will, soul and thoughts became extremely empty, boundless emptiness.

This emptiness was gradually drowning the divine crystal that Douglas had just condensed.

Facing the boundless aura of death in the small universe and looking at the darkness in the sea of ​​consciousness, Douglas no longer felt the slightest fear, let alone any thoughts of rejection or resistance, only a sense of relief.

Because death itself is not darkness, but nothingness, nothingness.

Since there is nothing and everything has ceased to exist, why do we still feel fear?

Douglas's eyes had become blank, and he murmured as if talking to himself: "You are right, I have reached the end of death, everything should be over!"

"This is not what I said, but your own consciousness, because you are me, I am you, and you are the King of the Dead!"

When this voice sounded in Douglas's heart for the last time, the overwhelming and devouring aura in the small universe suddenly surged wildly, setting off huge waves like the waves in the angry sea, and in an instant, Douglas's last trace of consciousness was drowned.

The divine crystal pillar that stands tall on the sky and the earth has been completely hidden in the ocean of darkness!

Douglas's clear black and white eyes had become pitch black, with not a single bit of white visible, as empty as a night sky without stars and moon.

There was no sadness or joy on his face, like a sculpture without any emotion at all.

Wisps of black air exuded from all over his body, which was the death air that could drown the soul. These breaths were intertwined and intertwined, and all the injuries on his body were restored to the original in an instant. This is of course not a healing technique.

, but a pure replacement, replacing part of Douglas's body with the most original breath of death.

Almost at the same time, the aura of death on the top condensed into a crown. Although the crown that appeared on Douglas's head still maintained the form of a crown of thorns, it was just an extremely chaotic shadow...

The skeletal fragments scattered in front of and behind Douglas flowed quickly like water being swept into a whirlpool, and then were reassembled, condensing into a large white bone chair.

That's the Throne of the Dead!

The aura of death that made all life disappear came out from Douglas's body, covering the entire battlefield in an instant!