Low Dimensional Game

The god of death Setisis waved his hand, and saw the originally crumbled and shattered hell space, layer by layer of space cracks torn by the eighth-level mythical city of bones, slowly closing.

Cities of souls were restored from destruction, and tens of thousands of death messengers shrouded in darkness walked out of them again.

The collapsed order of hell is rapidly being restored, and the chaotic rules are stabilized in the hands of death.

The undead creatures and the souls of the dead in the Nine Hells all looked at the divine body of the god of death Setisis, shocked by the power that destroyed the world just now, silenced for the power of the god of death, and also for the true god Terrified and trembling.

"This is the master of hell!" The ghost standing by the river Styx looked blankly at the sky.

"The power of the true god is irresistible!" The powerful beings who huddled in the dark place on the border of hell and did not participate in this battle made a thankful voice.

The remaining undead in the upper hell fled frantically on the earth, and the defeated army of undead fled in all directions.

"Reaper's Scythe...Reaper's Scythe!"

"Harvest death! Plunder the true spirit! Even liches, myths, and undead lords cannot escape the harvest of that scythe!"

The terrified skeleton mage, even with only half of his body left, still frantically fled towards the distance.

"Sad! Sad! Our resistance is like ants on the ground struggling against the gods. It's ridiculous! Vulnerable...hahaha...weakened!" A defeated bone spirit in the depths of hell fled to On the bank of the River Styx, watching the power of myth in the body constantly repairing the body and soul, but it still has no effect. The moment the power of the death scythe brushed by, he was already doomed to die.

In the end, the power of death swallowed him completely, and it turned into a pool of ashes and fell into the River Styx.

"Totally lost!"

As the order of hell was restored, the body of the true god that covered the entire hell dissipated into the sky little by little, turning into a black ray of light that passed through the sky and landed on the head of the main city of death, Qiromu.

Compared with the mighty shadow of the gods who waved the sky and shook the world just now, Setisis looks like an extremely ordinary existence at this moment, without the slightest wave of divine power on his body, with a cane, and his figure even looks a little bit Rickets.

But at this moment, tens of thousands of undead and saints in the city knelt down on the ground together, and the guardian of the city of Chillom, the god's parent-child god, Mork, also knelt down in front of Setisis and saluted his father. Even the son of a god dare not look directly into his face.

The scriptures in the Book of the Dead, the Bible of Hell, reverberated throughout hell, and holy prayers and singing resounded in the city of Kirom.

Setisis stretched out his hand, and the Book of the Dead flew up and fell into his hand.

Flicking the pages of the book with the palm full of grooves, I saw a huge monster jumping out of the book, and thick black smoke surged into the sky, with only half of its body exposed, it was hundreds of meters high.

The monster roared crazily, and struggled to bend down, exposing its bloody mouth and biting towards the god of death, Setisis, with strong hatred and pain surging in its pupils.

"Sai~ti~xi~si!" The god's name was called out directly, every word was stunned, every word seemed to be filled with blood and the most vicious curse in the world.

Heim threw himself towards the God of Death Setisis recklessly. The huge body was in stark contrast to the old man in black robe and crutches.

However, Setisis raised his head and gazed calmly at the soul-devouring goat demon Haim, and saw that Haim's movements stopped for an instant.

All the movements of opening teeth and claws were frozen, the big mouth with flames flowing was facing Setisis, and the waving soul-eating steel fork was only one meter away from Setisis.

The black robe trembled, and the palm was lifted lightly.

Under the watchful eyes of Setixis, all the blessings of hell, soul-devouring fire, and divine power were stripped from his body bit by bit. The goat demon's huge head melted into smoke, and the steel fork turned into gravel and fell on the ground.

The huge monster's body dissipated little by little, and at the same time it lost all its strength, it also revealed the original appearance of the Soul Eater Goat Demon Haim little by little.

A human figure fell from the sky and landed on the top of Qiromu's city.

It was a middle-aged man with short hair and thin skin. His face had the obvious color of the exotic Butko race, which was slightly different from that of people ten thousand years later. He was full of a simple and simple atmosphere. The priest's robe looked extremely noble, showing his former identity.

Anke Pusut climbed up from the ground little by little. Although he lost all his strength, he also completely regained his sanity.

He looked at Setisis with hatred in his eyes, and stood face to face in front of him. This deaf-mute slave who used to crawl under his feet, slept with the horses, the most despicable inferior, but now he became the superior gods.

The wind blew over Setisis's hood, and it fell down, revealing the aging and vicissitudes of the face underneath, his eyes were cold and without any emotion, and there was no enthusiasm or excitement on his face.

And the last youthful Setisis he saw in the past, the bloody, persistent, rigid and principled Setisis was exactly like two people. At that time, he was a practical idealist, but now he is like It's a ghoul.

Anke Pusut possessed thousands of curses, cursing, and resentment, but at this moment he became speechless.

"You guy...you guy..."

"Hahahaha... back then... actually tried me in the name of justice!"

Anke Pusut held his face, his fingers almost dug into the flesh, but he still couldn't stop laughing: "Look at you! Look at you!"

"What's the difference with me now!"

"Even become more disgusting than me! More despicable!"

"Look at it! Look at it! This is the high god!" Anke Pusut shouted around, but no one dared to respond.

Setisis finally spoke, his voice was hoarse and dry, and the words that hadn't fluctuated in thousands of years were filled with emotion at this moment: "What do you know!"

Anke Pusut turned his head with a sneer and looked at Qiromu City, as if seeing the shadow of Pusut City back then. Standing on the top of the city and looking at the black earth outside the city, the dark sun above the sky at this moment Already on the verge of falling, sinking below the horizon.

The hell, which was originally dim and dominated by gray, black and blood red, is about to be completely plunged into darkness.

The whole world was silent, and no one dared to say a word, as if there were only two protagonists, Setisis and Anke Pusut.

In the end, he stared at the dark sun and lowered his head, which he still refused to lower: "Yes! What do I know!"

"I do not know anything!"

"Why!" The more Anke Pusut said, his body kept shaking, the veins on his neck burst out, and his face turned red.

"Why me……"

His facial features were all tangled together, his words were full of tears, and his eyes revealed confusion and bewilderment.

"I am full of piety! All my faith! What I got in the end is this kind of ending!"

Anke Pusut's face was full of tears, and he shouted angrily: "This is the ending!"

"Oh God!"

"It's so unfair!"

"It's really... so unfair!"

Anke Pusut jumped down from the top of Chirom's city and fell into the terrifying abyss of death below the city. Following the deepest and darkest sinful snake twisting its body, unfolding With a mouth full of blood, Anke Pusut was swallowed in one gulp.