Douluo: Oath of the Guardian Angel

"Welcome to one of the mortal inheritance places of Lord Death~ Since you already hold the position of god, are you here to seek the god's treasure?"

When Tuoba Yun heard this, his face became a little solemn, "I really want to find the remains of the God of Death..."

"Oh? Then please tell me your purpose." Huan Die said softly, with a soft tone that could not be annoying.

"I...I came here to explore on the orders of a god king in the god world. I want to find a way to deal with a first-level god."

Tuoba Yun didn't make his words too clear, but in the eyes of an extreme Douluo like Huan Die, it was no secret.

Huan Die's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of evil charm at the corner of her mouth, and she slowly walked towards Tuoba Yun.

Feeling the pressure coming closer to her, Tuoba Yun's heart suddenly trembled, as if locked by a giant beast, making it difficult for her to move.

Huandie hid his face and chuckled, then transformed into a group of butterflies, and instantly came behind Tuoba Yun, reunited, and exhaled in the latter's ear: "Oh haha... Looking for a way to deal with the first-level god? Then can I understand, little girl, that you are here to seek Lord Death’s treasure?”

Tuoba Yun suddenly felt chills running down her spine and breaking into cold sweat. She gritted her teeth and insisted: "If the Death's Treasure you mentioned includes this, then so be it!!"

She knew that the gap between her strength and Huan Die was as big as heaven, and she had no way to resist, but the only thing she could do now was to delay the time and wait for the support of Qian Yuxi and others.

After hearing this, Huan Die's mouth deepened, and he immediately reached out to stroke her hair, murmuring: "Oh? I see..."

Although her voice was very calm, it made Tuoba Yun even more panicked, "Senior..."

"Relax a little bit~ Little sister, as long as you think about it, death will never reject you..." Huan Die said, minding his own business, he took out a crystal ball, with a strange red light shining on it.

"Take it... follow its guidance, you will find what you want, but whether you can take it away depends on your own ability~"

Tuoba Yun took the crystal ball with both hands, his heart beating violently: "Thank you, senior."

The phantom butterfly pursed its red lips lightly, and then its body gradually dispersed into a group of butterflies, floating in the air, and the terrible oppressive force finally disappeared.

"Huh...huhu..." Tuoba Yun gasped for air. Just now she seemed to have crawled back from the gate of hell. It was so dangerous! !

But she still didn't dare to take it lightly. Who knew if Huan Die was really gone?

An Extreme Douluo with such a weird temperament must not use ordinary people's thinking to figure out her thoughts.

Buzz!

The crystal ball in Tuoba Yun's hand shone slightly at this moment, and a black light floated out, pointing towards somewhere in the Death Canyon.

Don't stay here for long.

Tuoba Yun thought to herself, and after much thought, she spread her dragon wings again and followed the guidance of the crystal ball. However, she still left many marks along the way so that Qian Yuxi and Jin Yuetian could find her.

After a while, the large purple butterflies in the sky gathered together again. The phantom butterfly looked down at Tuoba Yun's departing figure, but his eyes slightly turned back and chuckled: "Another destruction, oh? You are even more important. Well...it’s not just light, it’s destruction.”

As she turned back, the person's appearance was reflected in her pupils.

Jin Yuetian clenched his fists: "Are you not a human being or a spirit beast?"

The corners of Huan Die's lips slightly raised: "You are indeed the heir of destruction. You can tell at a glance..." "It seems that you are Huan Die, the spokesperson of the God of Death." Qian Yuxi's eyes narrowed slightly and she said in a deep voice.

Huan Die smiled as brightly as a flower, and winked charmingly: "Hello, the handsome boy with two gods in one~"

Her tone was delicate and gentle, but it gave people an extremely cold feeling, as if even the surrounding temperature had dropped sharply.

Qian Yuxi could feel a brief sting coming from his soul. He snorted coldly and rebounded Huandie's mental power back.

The two forces collided and intertwined, making bursts of muffled sounds. The surrounding air became turbulent, and strong winds blew around, blowing the trees and rustling.

Huan Die's eyes fluctuated slightly, and then he revealed a charming smile, "He is worthy of being favored by the God King. Let's just say, how can a descendant of the God King..."

She suddenly realized what she almost let slip, and then changed her words to: "Will you be intimidated by me, the Ultimate Douluo?"

"Tsk, boss, this bitch doesn't look like a good person." Jin Yuetian approached Qian Yuxi's ear and reminded softly: "Ask her, where did Yun'er go?"

Qian Yuxi nodded. When he looked at Huandie, his expression became calm again: "The girl just now was with us. Where did you take her?"

"Hmph... I've already guessed that you two are together." Huandie curled her lips, then rolled out a crystal ball and threw it to Qian Yuxi and Jin Yuetian.

"Follow its guidance and go find that little girl. Death will never reject you~" The Phantom Butterfly's voice was as sweet and melodious as the song of a lark, but it also contained a hint of weirdness.

Qian Yuxi and Jin Yuetian held the crystal ball and looked at each other, "Let's go, follow Sister Yun."

"it is good!"

Huandie watched the two people leave, her eyes gradually changed from playful to gloomy, a pair of pure black sickle marks shimmered in her beautiful eyes, she knelt in the void and faced the sky: "Lord Death, several heavyweights are here today. guests..."

God Realm, Temple of Death.

As the only half-step god king in the god world, the status of the God of Death can be described as extremely noble.

His temple occupies an entire mountain peak and is shrouded in thick black mist. It is deathly silent but not majestic.

Apart from going out to handle official business, the God of Death's social interactions with the gods in the divine world are limited to the five god kings, the Seven Original Sin Gods, and his own official business. In the eyes of the gods, he is notoriously cold and not easy to get close to. .

Even the overt and covert fights among the gods in the divine world seem to have nothing to do with him. It can be said that he is extremely low-key. If it is not official business that requires contact with other gods, the gods may not remember him very much.

Sitting on the throne deep in the temple, black mist surrounded him, blocking his face, making it impossible for people to see his true face. He sat cross-legged on the high platform, with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, surrounded by black mist.

Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the black mist. The half-step god king in charge of death suddenly opened his scarlet eyes, like a burning flame. He raised his hand, waved his black robe, and said slowly : "Is the Land of Death so lively today?"

"Well, it turns out it's not for cultivation...it's nothing. I can guess who their target is. Just follow the rules and don't ask any questions."

The fluctuations in the temple returned to calm, but the God of Death's mind was obviously in a state of flux. He slowly raised his hand, and when the black mist surged, a bright mirror emerged, reflecting the conditions of the Douluo Star's Death Canyon. His gaze always stayed on Qian Yu. Xi's body.

Speaking of which, like Tang San, this soul from outside the world was fished out by himself, but when compared with the former...

"Should I let Huan Die ravage that boy named Tang more?" (End of Chapter)