Showdown, I am a supreme god.

Chapter 70 The Lord of Hell, the Angel of Death Comes!
Zooming in -

In a certain layer of hell.

The sky was gray and dark, and a large number of dead air clouds covered the sky and covered the sky and earth for trillions of miles.

On the ground stood one after another huge mountains of corpses with a height exceeding tens of thousands of kilometers.

Broken weapons are everywhere.

The broken flag flew in the wind.

The head rolled on the black ground, and the eye sockets were dull.

The black wind howled.

wherever.

One by one, the skeletons climbed up, picked up the broken weapons, and staggered forward in one direction.

There are all kinds of crawling corpses everywhere on the ground.

More than billions.

Occasionally, when a strong wind blows, the entire mountain of bones will stand up, forming a giant of bones tens of thousands of kilometers high.

call--

distant sky.

Suddenly, dense gray light emerged.

The gray light was so fast that it turned into a series of figures suspended in the air in a blink of an eye.

It was a figure of a woman wearing a gray battle dress and holding a cold sword.

Behind them are dead gray wings spread out, exuding a terrifying breath like a god of death.

The dead gray wings are extremely beautiful, each feather standing up like a sword, and the brilliance permeates.

The height is only a hundred meters, and the wingspan is no more than a thousand meters.

But the skeleton giants with a height of tens of thousands of kilometers lowered their heads and knelt on the ground.

Tread-tap-

A female figure with the most beautiful armor on an ancient chariot came out and knelt down on one knee:

"Endless hell, the lord of the 360th fifth floor of hell, the angel of death 'Daphne Modesti' greets the great lord!"

"May the great master, the glory be eternal and immortal!"

"You humble believer, I offer you the emblem of the immortal angel of death!"

Her voice was extremely reverent, and also extremely fanatical.

The voice fell.

She held out her right hand.

A dead gray badge burst into vast brilliance, piercing through the void and disappearing.

Zhao Xin recovered and whispered in shock:

"Angel of Death..."

"In myths and legends, one of the most famous terrifying creatures, angels..."

If the Titans are protoss.

Then angels are also protoss!

Angels are the spokespersons of the gods, or they are gods themselves!
call--

A dead gray badge burst out between his eyebrows, and it was branded on the forehead of the saintess of the Bailing Cult.

Immediately—

The icy dead gray radiance is mighty, covering a radius of ten meters.

In this terrible light.

Even the little skull was pushed away, the soul fire in the eye sockets fluctuated violently, staring at the center of the lifeless radiance.

The saint of Bailing starts from the tiptoe.

A pair of exquisite dead gray battle dress gradually emerged.

In her hand, there is also a dead gray battle sword condensed out of nothing.

A pair of dead gray wings appeared on the back, bright and gorgeous, full of life.

There is also an extremely terrifying force appearing in the body of the saintess of the Bailing sect.

That is the power that belongs exclusively to the Angel of Death!

slam-la-

The wings fluttered, and the dead air twisted around, as if they were worshiping her.

The eyes that were originally dead silent also became more lively.

But even so.

The look in the eyes is also very sharp, with the breath of death.

Be watched by this gaze.

It will give people a feeling of being watched by the god of death.

She fell from the sky, walked up to Zhao Xin, knelt down on one knee, and said calmly and indifferently:
"Zhao Yan, my lord."

"Get up first."

"Your name is Zhao Yan? Do you have previous memories?"

Zhao Xin's eyes flashed, looking at the so beautiful angel of death in front of him.

original--

This Bailing Sect saint is extremely beautiful and can be called the perfect masterpiece of the Creator.

And now he's turned into the Angel of Death.

With the noble, cold, and indifferent temperament of the angel of death.

It blends with the original quiet and elegant, gentle and watery temperament.

Full of a chic and unique charm, it looks more beautiful.

"I only remember my name and a twin sister."

"The rest of the memories are all fragmented."

Zhao Yan stood up, shook her head and said.

She has a straight body, holding an angel battle sword, and her eyes are always on the lookout, as if she is vigilant about her surroundings.

This is the instinct of a warrior.

The Angel of Death, without a doubt one of the most fearsome fighters.

It can even be called the Goddess of War!
"And a twin sister?"

Zhao Xin was taken aback.

But the high probability is in the Bailing Cult.

After all, where is a relative of a saint who is not in the Bailing Cult?
He didn't care.

Zhao Yan was 'rescued' from the Bailing Sect by him.

Nature is cut off from the past.

"I'll give you a quarter of an hour to absorb the dead energy."

"Leave later."

Glancing at the little skull, he ordered.

……

torture hall.

In the hall master's office.

Zhao Man was suddenly in a trance.

She seemed to see an angel with dead gray wings floating in the air.

The mighty dead energy swept across the heaven and earth, flooding the ten directions.

That angel seems to be the master of death, and all dead spirits must submit to him.

"Ok?"

Zhao Man regained consciousness and regained consciousness.

Looking at the familiar office in front of her, she felt very incredible:

"I'm asleep?"

"Dreamed of an angel in charge of death?"

"Why did you suddenly fall asleep?"

"How could you dream of such a mythical creature?"

"and--"

"There is also a very strange feeling..."

She frowned.

She couldn't describe that feeling.

It seems that I have become a little different...

……

Room 27 of the Criminal Hall.

Silver light flashed.

Zhao Xin was teleported back from the dead air space.

He is in a good mood.

After all, there is an extra astral creature who can transform into an angel of death.

This means that his strength has been greatly improved again!

He walked out of the room, ready to leave work.

Although it is very strange to get off work after less than an hour of work.

But this is very common in the torture hall.

The death rate is higher than that of the Zhantang, and the Xingtang is a bit special and no one makes irresponsible remarks.

of course.

The high death rate is also due to the small number of people in the torture hall.

After all, there are only a hundred people.

There are more than 3000 people in the battle hall.

"Three people died in the last month, with a mortality rate of 2.67%."

"The death rate in Zhantang last month was 1.9%."

"In the past, two or three people died in the torture hall every month."

"It's no wonder it's difficult for the punishment hall to recruit people."

"No matter how good the treatment is, there must be life flowers..."

Thinking about these things in his mind, he walked outside the execution hall.

On the side of Chusheng Group.

Zhou Xuan has already dealt with it almost.

He planned to meet Zhou Xuan, his childhood sweetheart.

Discuss how to establish a royal star envoy organization.

With the second level of soul magic 'slave', he doesn't have to worry about loyalty at all.

of course.

Loyalty is loyalty.

But let the other party be fanatical, to the point of being loyal and disregarding life and death.

That's not what the second layer of the soul magic 'slave' can do.

That needs to start from the third floor to truly enslave intelligent beings!

However, he established the Yuxing Envoy Organization.

It's just to find high-level monsters.

Loyalty is enough.

No need for loyalty.

"Zhao Xin!"

Sudden.

The voice of the hall master in the red dress came from behind.

Zhao Xin turned her head and looked at the hall master in the red dress, and the two looked at each other.

this moment.

Everything seemed to fall silent.

Whether it was Zhao Xin or Zhao Man, when they looked at each other, they felt a strange feeling in their hearts.

……

Ask for a monthly ticket and give a reward.

There will be a large number of explosive changes after it is put on the shelves, family members can rest assured.

(End of this chapter)