Ye Luoli: After rebirth, I was forced to clear my name

- North Castle.

Wonderland has always had an untouched place, and in the deepest part of the east, there is an eerie miasma forest. There were no living creatures in that forest, for in the depths dwelled a god that the whole fairy land could not avoid.

Everyone called him the plague god.

There were no visitors, it was lifeless, and all the trees were black deadwood conjured up by black magic, and they showed terrible claws in the shadow of the moon, like the style of the owner here.

Mandora walked into the depths, there was no light in the depths of the dark forest, Xin Ling walked side by side with her, Mandora raised her scepter, and the glowing light illuminated the four directions under her feet.

"Ye Luoli magic, mirror reflection - light!" "Ye Luoli magic

, poisonous mist expels, space isolation.

Xin Ling raised his hand to seal and set up a spatial magic circle. The two of them were able to avoid all the miasma.

This piece is said to be a miasma, but in fact, it is all a miasma made of death qi, and if a weak creature gets close, it will be harmed, and its vitality will be quickly reduced.

Soon, after exploring the dense forest for a long time, through the dense dead branches, an ancient castle full of mysterious atmosphere is close in front of you.

The edge of the castle was an old-looking gray wall, surrounded by thorns and roses, and along the wall climbed over it, dark green vines even clinging to the windows and arched towers, giving a gloomy and gloomy atmosphere.

"Sister, we've arrived. Mandora stroked the scepter and whispered, "It looks so lonely and lonely, and it's no wonder that no one has been here for hundreds of years."

Mandora shouted, "God of death, the guests are coming, don't you come out to receive them?"

There was no response for a long time, and it seemed that there was no one, and Mandora's voice continued to echo in the empty Black Forest.

The surroundings were quiet, and the gates of the castle did not open at all.

Just now, she made such a big fuss in the fairyland, and now she wants to pretend that she is not there?

The abominable god of death!

Mandora, as the queen of the fairyland, when did she receive such a cold reception, she narrowed her eyes and was a little angry.

"Gaya, is this the hospitality of your Norse Castle!" she

raised her scepter and swung her scepter, and a destructive red light burst out, slamming into the castle gate with the powerful anger of her master.

With a loud bang, the Gothic gate of the castle shattered, and Mandora and Xin Ling walked in.

After entering the castle, you will see the hall, which is not stained with a trace of dust on the black marble, a long table covered with black tablecloths, and a European-style decoration.

The intricate crystal lamps glowed a cold white light, casting a dull blood-colored shadow on the soft carpet, and the thick carpet under his feet was treading on the walls, and the wrought iron candlesticks on the walls on either side were reflected in the mural glowing red.

At the end of the long table, a man in a white shirt shook his red wine glass and turned his back to them. The rich gloomy aura on his body almost condensed into substance.

"When did my castle become a place where others could come whenever they wanted?" Half of his face was hidden in the shadows, his expression was invisible, his lips were open and closed, and his voice seemed to come from all directions.

"You don't open the door, so I have to come in like this. Mandora raised her scepter, "Ye Luoli magic, restoration!"

The gate instantly returned to its original state.

Against this plague god, the queen also had to be a little soft.

Mandora took a step closer and said in an unhappy tone

, "God of Death, I have sincerely come to ask for your cooperation, you have to give me a little bit

of thin noodles for the queen, right?" "Queen, are you self-appointed?" The God of Death turned around, his short hair and silver eyes, pale countenance, and thin lips that seemed to be stained with blood, but his words were full of mockery.

"If I'm not mistaken, there is one last royal heir in Wonderland, right?"

"You!" the queen raised her eyebrows and said angrily, "Gaya, don't be ignorant!"

His movements paused for a moment.

Soon, the high god of death put down his wine glass, and the expression on his face completely cooled.

“...... Whoever allows you to call me by my name.

His voice was cold, and before Mandora could react, a bloody light rose and exploded in midair.

The light lit up the entire Castle of Death. The face of the god of death was also lit up.

He looked like a pale teenager, but his eyes revealed the deep shadows of his heart, and the white shirt gradually crawled out of the black and red rose totem, and the shirt was dyed black little by little.

He was angry.

Despite his godly handsome and delicate face, and a rose-like and gorgeous and dangerous appearance.

But they knew very well that he was a follower of night, blood, and death, and that he was the eternal Satan the Devil with infinite power.

Mandora took a step back, even if the god of death had just woken up, his strength should not be underestimated.

"Ye Luoli magic, death curse, eternal poetry—" His grim face reflected a ghostly light, his right hand raised, and his voice was soft as if singing, "Wake up, Silent Wraith." "

The wraiths here are gathered, hovering and wailing all around, and countless twisted and hideous green ghosts are ready to strike in the hands of the god of death.

"Sister," Mandora clenched her scepter and glanced at Xin Ling behind her side, "Let's go together!"

The wraiths swooped in, and the wails echoed through the space, and they went on a rampage, rushing towards them.

"Ye Luoli magic, spatial barrier!" A

transparent frame appeared out of thin air, locking up some of the resentful spirits. They became even more frantic when trapped, vibrating as if they were about to tear the entire space apart.

"Ye Luoli magic, the two sides of the mirror, the mirror space - open it!"

the resentful spirit was dragged into the mirror space.

But there are far more of them.

Mandora and Xin Ling tore one apart, and several more were entangled, and they couldn't kill them at all.

And the god of death stands by the window, and with a single lift of his hand, he can summon more wraiths. The endless stream is endless.

Mandora tried to communicate with him: "... God of Death, I'm not here to fight you, shouldn't you consider my suggestion first?"

Gaya snorted, "Then tell me, why did you come to me with a puppet-like Xin Ling?"

"I didn't hold me hostage. Mandora clearly had hatred in her eyes, but she still calmed down, "God of death, I need your help to destroy the human world and save the fairyland."

"If you destroy the human world, then their death can be your nourishment, and you will regain the power of the prime. "Mandora is a good follower.

"As long as you join forces with me, you can not only destroy the human race, but also restore the fairyland to its former state, isn't this a good thing for you and me?"