I am not a trainer

The God of Destiny spoke solemnly.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the room, and Death saw fear through the white cat's golden and purple eyes, which symbolized the clock and the starry sky.

Death's indifferent eyes stared at the spinning wheel of fate that kept spinning.

"What exactly did you remember?"

"In the destroyed time and space where I came from, the gods realized that whether this world is pure or turbid, it will eventually usher in the collapse of order."

The white cat's golden eyes are like a clock. The hands on the dial turn upside down, and everything in the room changes.

The barren land was covered with black flames, and the original plateau in the distance, where the originally glorious World Tree was filled with thick smoke, was swallowed up by the flames of hell.

The eyes of the God of Death reflected the burning World Tree, endless wails, and endless corpses.

The white cat stood beside the indifferent God of Death, looking at the desperate doomsday scene, and whispered:

"Some gods believe that instead of continuing to cling to this incomplete world, it is better to destroy everything and tear it down and start again. Whether it is pure air or turbid air, everything is thrown back into the melting pot of the new world."

"But there are gods who are unswerving and want to coexist with this world. I believe that the creatures in this world have potential and wisdom that are no less than the gods, and life will find its own way."

"So, a war broke out between the gods."

The God of Death looked at the burning World Tree, unable to find the slightest change of emotion on his pale cheeks.

"So, the scene you showed me is the end of the war."

"Yes." White Cat said, "The Lord of the Heavenly Realm of Nothingness died in rebellion, but he is also the immortal Emperor of Heaven, so he wanders around the world in the form of half dragon and half corpse."

“The Lord of the Earthly World was burned with fire, and his gentle soul, one with humanity, was thrown into the furnace to become the fuel of the new world.”

"Then, then..."

Death suddenly turned his head and saw unprecedented pain and fear in the white cat's eyes.

Jenny resisted the urge to attack, lowered her head, and said hoarsely:

"He is the master of the spiritual world."

"He... no, I won." The God of Death looked sternly.

"Yes, the God of Death won this battle of gods and became the master of void time and space."

"The curse of corruption on Him has also reached a point where it is hopeless. He must be continuously burned by fire in order to temporarily relieve the pain."

The God of Death raised his black-gloved right hand and gently placed it on her pale side face, a hint of sadness flashed in his beautiful eyes.

Jenny looked up at Death and spoke faster.

"The God of Death wants to burn all the pure and turbid air in the three major time and space, and returns all things to the original one and reshapes the order."

"My time and space has been burned by the fire of hell. The God of Death enslaves the remaining creatures in the void time and space: the dragon corpse of the Emperor of Heaven and the four corrupt gods rain down fire for Him."

"This will not be the first time and space to fall into the sea of ​​fire, nor will it be the last."

"The spinning wheel of destiny says that in the next time and space... it will be your turn."

The white cat looked at Death, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"So, I came here in the hope that you guys can find a way to stop the army from different time and space."

The illusion disappears.

Everything around him changed from a sea of ​​fire to the original bedroom.

The God of Death looked at the white cat quietly, and the question struck straight into his soul.

"Why should I help you?"

If all things fall into death, the God of Death will have unprecedented power, far above the Emperor of Heaven.

"Because Jenny doesn't know whether the world will be better in the future, but many good things will not be preserved."

The white cat explained anxiously: "Delicious food, good music, and interesting humans will be thrown into the furnace together to create a cold world with only discipline."

"Jenny can't see that kind of future clearly, but she can see that the surviving future will be perfected through the cooperation of God and man."

Looking at the god of death, the white cat said earth-shattering words.

"You can also find a way to curb corruption, and your days will be prosperous, meow!"

The God of Death remained silent, his eyes flickering slightly.

Curb corruption?

Huh...the curse you are born with is the power to coexist with death.

Only death, without corruption, the corpse will last forever, and the world will fall into collapse.

Only by enduring the pain of corruption can I maintain my duty as the God of Death.

To be honest…

I'm done.

Unable to bear the ugliness and decay, unable to endure the burning pain day after day.

In order to assume the responsibility of the goddess of death, in order to guide everything on the right track.

Do you want me to suffer the curse of corruption from birth?

I have fulfilled my duties for thousands of years. How long will this future last?

Half of the God of Death's cheek rotted quickly, and his whole body ignited with strange flames of scarlet and black flames.

Half of it is a bright and beautiful goddess, while the other half is rotten and stinking scarlet flesh. The strange scene is accompanied by overwhelming pressure.

Death looked down at the palm of his left hand, which was burning with a crimson mass of corrupt authority.

"I was born from chaos, and I returned everything to chaos."

The corners of the Death Devil's lips curled up, and the angel's cheeks shed tears.

"Worth a try."

The white cat's pupils shrank and its whole body trembled.

She saw that the thread of fate in this world was rapidly collapsing and was about to overlap with nothingness!

how come.

Traveling through time and space, but still unable to rewrite the destined ending?

wrong.

The thread of fate clearly indicates that the God of Death in this world has changed.

But where exactly is this change? Where did the omen come from?

Before the oppressive feeling of the sea of ​​blood, the white cat closed his eyes tightly, fearful and uneasy.

Starry sky, please give Jenny this omen!

"Didi didi——"

The ringtone of the mobile phone was incompatible with the scene, breaking the dead silence in the room, and the atmosphere was a little delicate for a moment.

Jenny was stunned for a moment.

I saw the God of Death holding a rotten cheek with an expressionless face as he took out a black mobile phone from his arms.

Jenny:? ? ?

How could the God of Death have a human cell phone!

To be honest, because using the gluttony knife to sense death consumes a lot of space power, Luo He thought it would be more convenient to use a phone.

Before going to the World Series, Luo He also specially gave Death a titanium mobile phone, which featured a noble character.

After a wonderful communication, he made magic changes with Zero's black technology.

Anyway, the result is that cell phone signals can also be received in the spirit world.

In the Death God's address book, there is only Luo He's number.

Exuding overwhelming pressure, the God of Death answered the phone and said coldly: "Speak."

"Hey, Death-senpai, I've finished the World Series."

Luo He's voice sounded.

"When I get home, I'll treat you to dinner. What do you want to eat?"

Death fell silent.

The words of the God of Destiny rang in her heart inexplicably.

Delicious food, good music, interesting people...

These will be thrown into the furnace together, creating a cold world with only commandments left.

The rot on Death's cheek disappeared quickly.

She was restrained again and returned to a beautiful and sad face.

Jenny looked surprised.

Just now, the line of fate deflected once again.

Just because of a phone call from Luo He, the world line changed!

Yes, this is a sign.

The light of hope rekindled in Jenny's eyes.

The starry sky guided me to come to this world to find the variable Luo He!

"casual."

Death said calmly: "I like to eat everything you cook."

"Okay." Luo He smiled, "By the way, when I came back from the Freedom Alliance this time, I brought back the Pride napkin."

"The seven deadly sins will be gathered soon. I haven't injected the power of space yet." Luo He said: "I will bring it back to you after this meal."

Death's eyes flickered.

Luo He is an accident in this world.

He was able to integrate the four origins into one body at the same time, but he was also recognized by Hill, the Will of the World Tree, after I contacted him first.

If, with his help, my curse...

The god of death closed his eyes lightly.

No, hope only brings disappointment.

With his delicious food, there is still something lovely about this world.

"good."

Death smiled.

"I'm waiting for you."

The phone was hung up and the room fell silent.

The unparalleled feeling of oppression just now dissipated.

The white cat carefully observed the side face of the God of Death.

"First, I will take action in my own way."

Death glanced.

"Secondly, I hate cats, especially white cats."

After saying that, the God of Death turned around and left, leaving behind his black-robed figure and the sound of high-boot footsteps echoing behind him.

The white cat was stunned, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, under the influence of variables, there is no need to be the enemy of the death of this world.

But the god of death from the void, holding the fire that burns the world, and the army of infected fallen angels are about to arrive from the other end of time and space.

The white cat was worried, staring at the spinning wheel of fate, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

In its pupils, a certain segment of the silk thread quickly zoomed in, from small to large, and the figure of the young man in white appeared.

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