Showdown, I am a supreme god.

Chapter 97 The lord kneels down, the might of the angel of death!

"My wise master..."

"Don't you know what Zhao Yan relies on to complete her transformation?"

"That is the emblem of the immortal angel of death."

"When Zhao Yan crosses the catastrophe of the king's rank, the immortal angel of death badge will definitely appear, exuding a trace of breath."

"For any undead creature."

"A breath of the Angel of Death—"

"It's enough to make them have no resistance..."

"Just like any snake tribe, if I can arouse a little bit of power of the godhead, they will all kneel in front of me..."

With endless enchantment, Medusa approached Zhao Xin's ear and said, her red lips parted slightly, as sultry as Wu Nong's soft words.

She was tall and slender, with an exaggerated figure, and the murder weapon was directly next to Zhao Xin's shoulder, very tempting.

None of the rabbit-eared girls, wolf-eared girls, and cat-eared girls in the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races can compare.

"A breath of the Angel of Death?"

"Will it cause any trouble?"

Zhao Xin frowned.

He recalled the scene when the little skull crossed the catastrophe.

At that time, the little skull seemed to have a breathtaking and majestic feeling on his body.

It's just that he, as the owner of the little skull, doesn't have any special feelings.

"My wise master..."

"Except for Yan Prisonsha, the lord of the undead world, the rest are not qualified to feel the breath of the angel of death..."

"As for Yan Prison Sha, although it is impossible to know the angel of death, in the world of the dead, the personality is above everything else."

"As long as he feels a ray of breath from the angel of death, his ray of consciousness will directly..."

Medusa exhaled like blue, and her lips touched Zhao Xin's earlobe vaguely, feeling warm and itchy.

And in the rest.

A name exists, and they all look in amazement.

"The Tribulation of the King's Order?!"

"Is there an astral creature here to survive the tribulation?"

"How could you survive the tribulation here!"

"Who is it? Which astral creature exists at the super-limit level?"

On the sky, the leader of the Sword of the Red Moon, the leader of the Light of the Moon, the leader of the Solemn Punishment, and the commander of the Taian Army, the Commander of the Mountain Army, etc., were shocked by the existence of titles and royal ranks.

"Crossing the catastrophe here?"

Zhao Ya, the commander of the Sky Navy, was also shocked.

Then she turned her gaze, where is that member of the Tribunal of the Earth?
Where have you been?
"The Tribulation of the King's Order?"

The Red Moon Empress also glanced in astonishment.

At such a time, there will be a king's catastrophe suddenly?
Who chose this kind of place to cross the catastrophe?

With so many king-rank creatures here, aren't they afraid of being seriously disturbed?
Not to mention-

And not far in front of her, that terrifying lord from the world of undead!
"what?"

"Is there a little bug here to pass the catastrophe of the king's rank?"

"Could it be that I'm afraid that I won't have enough to eat, so I deliberately sent it to my door through tribulation?"

Yan Prison grinned ferociously, feeling very happy in his heart.

One more Wang Jie appeared.

It is equivalent to having one more Wang Jie's food in the field.

He was naturally very happy.

boom! !

Zhao Yan rushed up, and a pair of dead gray wings suddenly spread out behind her, bright and gorgeous, full of mythology.

She is wearing an angel battle armor, holds an angel sword, and gently flaps her wings behind her back, just like a real angel coming out of myths and legends and descending into the world!
The death energy between heaven and earth is boiling and cheering.

The millions of dead bodies that were attacking frantically below all stopped.

They raised their heads in a daze, looking at the majestic and sacred angel of death, Zhao Yan, who was incomparably vast in death gray radiance.

boom--

bang bang-

bang bang bang-

A number of dead bodies, such as pushing gold mountains and falling jade pillars, prostrated themselves on the ground one after another, worshiping the angel of death.

A large amount of death energy permeated them, turning into dragons of death energy, flying between the sky and the earth!
"This is--"

Yan Prison Sha, the lord from the Necromancer World, suddenly shrank his pupils to the size of a pinprick, and looked at the Angel of Death Zhao Yan in horror.

in his mind.

An extremely long memory emerged.

In that memory.

He has become a lord-level existence.

On the [-]th birthday of His Majesty the God of Death according to legend, he was summoned by the ethnic group.

Follow them, the king of the family of dead kings, to the center of the world of the dead, and worship the crown of the supreme god of death.

He still remembers.

In addition to their dead kings, there were also a large number of terrifying undead groups that day.

There are countless lord-level existences.

There are also many existences stronger than the lord class.

All knelt down on the earth and worshiped towards the distant center.

No undead dare to be disrespectful.

And that day—

He finally saw the legendary God of Death.

Dead gray wings covering the sky, indifferent eyes, cold dead gray battle armor, and terrifying dead gray battle sword.

The mighty supreme divine power swept across the sky and the earth, filling his heart with awe and fear.

That was the first time he saw the legendary god!
Supreme God!
As he had imagined before.

Standing high above, overlooking the entire undead world.

In front of the gods, the lord is just an ant on the ground.

Since then, he has been full of fanatical belief in the crown of death.

But now-

What did he see?
Exactly the same existence as the God of Death! !
This--

Is it a young god of death under the crown? !
or--

Is he the heir of the great god of death whom he believes in?
Feeling the vast ray of terror like the crown of death.

There was a turbulent wave in his heart, and even his body couldn't restrain himself, he bowed down to Zhao Yan, the angel of death, and kowtowed:
"Great existence, Yan Prison Sha pays you the highest respect!"

"???"

The Red Moon Empress was stunned.

She stared blankly at the terrifying monster kneeling on the ground, unable to turn her head around.

What's the matter?

The lord from the world of dead spirits can destroy planets, and the terrifying existence of the Red Moon Kingdom can be destroyed with one finger——

Kneel down? ! !
This scene is incredible.

Even if she is the empress of the Red Moon Kingdom, she has seen countless great scenes.

But in the face of this scene, there is still an illusion of whether he is dreaming.

even--

She couldn't believe the reality of the scene in front of her.

This is the terrifying existence of destroying stars! !

in front of her.

The night elf queen, who had already been badly injured, was also on the spot, wondering if she should continue to charge forward.

not far away.

The commander of the Red Moon Army was also stunned.

This scene is too dramatic.

She was desperate just now, and let her king-rank astral creature launch a desperate attack.

But now-

This extremely terrifying lord-level monster, suspected to be from the world of undead, knelt on the ground? ! !
what's going on! !

It was just too dramatic.

"what happened!!"

The leader of the Youlan Society was even more stunned.

This--

Isn't he the lord of the undead world?

Isn't he the supreme power who can destroy the planet?

How could you kneel on the ground! !

The rest of the leader of the Bailing Sect, the high priest of the Three-Color Demon God Association, the leader of the Witch Snake Tail, even the Witch Snake King and the Blue Demon God were all dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

A lord who can destroy stars.

Even if it's just a ray of consciousness coming, how could you kneel down! !

A wave of fear welled up in their hearts.

With unspeakable fear, he looked at Zhao Yan, the angel of death who was crossing the catastrophe.

They naturally knew Zhao Yan.

Especially the Blue Demon God, who hated Zhao Yan to the bone.

But now-

But the eyes of the blue demon god showed fear.

What is the origin of this angel-like existence! !

Even a lord of the Necromancer World wants to bow down! !
This is simply unimaginable.

It's too incredible!

"So effective?"

Zhao Xin was surprised.

boom!
On the sky, terrifying thunderbolts tore apart everything and smashed down.

Zhao Yan, the angel of death, stood in the air, her soul rushed out, she was [-] meters high, her spread wings covered the sky and the sun.

Endless thunder surged and flooded.

The lightning flashed brilliantly, but none of them could cause any harm to Zhao Yan.

While bathing in thunder, she looked at the dead king kneeling on the ground:
"Dedicate your death energy to me."

Finish this sentence.

She looked at the large number of dead bodies kneeling on the ground again.

Follow her gaze.

Pieces of dead bodies crumbled into dust, lifeless.

Ten thousand...

One hundred thousand...

million……

More than 200 million...

All the dead bodies were completely shattered under her gaze, and a monstrous death aura swept across the world.

"Great existence, follow your orders!"

"Please accept my loyalty, I, Yan Prison Sha, am willing to be loyal to you, and it will never change!"

Yan Prison Sha said respectfully.

He was very excited.

As a dead king with ideals and pursuits.

He didn't want to be just a lord all his life.

He wants to be stronger!

And now-

He saw an opportunity.

It doesn't matter whether the person in front of you is another Death God's Crown Prince, or the heir of Death God's Crown Prince.

This is the only opportunity in his life.

This great existence is now crossing the catastrophe of the king rank, which shows that his strength is still very weak.

But he didn't have any bad intentions either.

after all--

Such a great existence, even if it looks weak, but if it really erupts, he doesn't think he can resist it.

and so--

He intends to directly swear allegiance to this great existence.

Under the crown of the God of Death in the Necromancer World, there are many strong men under his command, where can he get his turn?

But for this great existence in front of him, maybe there is no strong person under his command to pledge allegiance to him!
He is loyal now, and in the future, he will be a proper veteran!
"Believe in me."

"Contribute your strength of faith, and I will bless you."

Zhao Yan was bathed in the thunder light, aloft, like a supreme god descending into the world, said calmly.

The sky is full of thunder, and the purple light is dazzling.

But she stood in it, the angel armor on her body was shining brightly, without any damage.

The catastrophe of Wang Jie was like a spring breeze blowing in front of her!

"Great existence, I am willing to believe in you!"

"I will be your most devout believer!"

The last trace of doubt in Yan Prison's heart was also dispelled, and he said excitedly.

Make people believe!

This is the ability only possessed by the legendary gods!

This one in front of me——

Definitely a young god!

He followed the gods when they were young, and the future is definitely promising!
Immediately—

Zhao Yan felt that a very thick channel of faith was formed.

"Pious believers."

"And he is a devout believer far beyond the realm of the king."

She was satisfied.

She could even feel—

If the other party's faith piety is only one line away, he will become a fanatic!
A lot of power of faith poured in.

Pious believers of the first to ninth ranks can provide one-tenth drop of the power of faith by praying every year.

As for the pious believers of Wang Jie, praying every year can provide a drop of faith.

As for the lord-level devout believers who are stronger than the king rank, praying every year can provide ten drops of faith.

"This is a lord-level devout believer."

"The power of faith provided is comparable to all the previous believers."

She whispered in her heart.

She was also very happy to get a lord-level believer by accident.

"Great my lord, your devout believers are waiting for your arrival in the world of the dead!"

Yan Prison Sha said respectfully.

He did not hesitate to follow the previous oracle, dedicating all the dead energy of this dead king's body to the great Lord.

boom!
His wisp of consciousness left and went back to the world of the dead.

And the corpse of the dead king, which was hundreds of stories high, collapsed suddenly, and a large amount of dead energy roared up. At this moment, the entire sky seemed to become a sea of ​​dead energy!

"In my name."

"Refining dead energy."

Zhao Yan looked at the dead air all over the sky, bathed in thunder light, and the wings behind her back erupted with earth-shattering dead gray light.

The infinite death energy swept over and was continuously swallowed by the wings on her back!

(End of this chapter)