Marvel's Descendants Of Gods And Demons

The old man's words made Lu Yu a little confused.

Why did he already know that Lu Yu would come? He had been avoiding this kind of talk for many years. Just like the old man knew about Lu Yu's existence a long time ago.

Lu Yu could swear that he had never seen this old man from Asgard in the twenty years he had traveled to this world.

If this is the case, where did this old man from Asgard come to know Lu Yu and know the identity of Lu Yu Death God?

Is it another remnant of the chaotic timeline like Chen Xi?

This thought flashed through Lu Yu's mind, making him frown.

The last thing Lu Yu wants to encounter is the issue involving the timeline. When facing an unknown timeline, the feeling of completely losing control of the situation will make Lu Yu feel extremely uncomfortable and overwhelmed.

He has become accustomed to the beauty of having everything under control.

"How do you know who I am?"

Lu Yu looked seriously, stared at the old man and asked in a deep voice. No matter how much he guessed by himself, he might as well ask the person in front of him who aroused his doubts about what was going on.

"Many years ago, when I stole this thing from you, I had a perception of your aura." The old man took the black round pendant in his hand and turned it over, saying with a melancholy tone, "It was also like this back then. Now it's like this, it's been vibrating non-stop."

Lu Yu's eyes were fixed on the black pendant in the old man's hand. There was a voice in his heart that kept telling him that this black pendant was very useful to him, and he must get this pendant!

The inner voice, just like the ancient Mephista, kept whispering in Lu Yu's mind, teasing out the desires in Lu Yu's heart bit by bit.

The look in Lu Yu's eyes was a little shaken, full of doubts.

Even though Lu Yu could conclude that he had never owned this black pendant. But the voice in his heart kept telling him.

This pendant should belong to him!

He was born and deserved this pendant!

With this thought in his mind, Lu Yu couldn't help but stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the black pendant.

The old man saw what Lu Yu was thinking, and after hesitating for a while, he chose to take the initiative to hand the black pendant to Lu Yu.

"Sixty thousand years ago, I stole it from you." The old man took a deep breath, put the black pendant in Lu Yu's hand, and said with a relieved look, "Now I will return it to its original owner."

The moment the black pendant came into contact with Lu Yu's palm, the voice in Lu Yu's mind and the desire in her heart to get the pendant disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if they had never appeared before. Same!

"Although your misunderstanding is very beneficial to me, I don't think I could see you sixty thousand years ago." Lu Yu puzzled and played with the pendant that in his eyes had become very ordinary. He frowned and said very seriously, "Actually, I am very young, so young that you can't imagine."

"I'm sorry, I think you may have mistaken the wrong person."

Despite what he said, Lu Yu put the black pendant into his arms without any intention of returning it to the old man.

Just kidding, if I can't figure out what this black pendant is now, it doesn't mean I won't be able to figure it out in the future.

Lu Yu was able to conclude that what attracted him to the Death God's godhood and divinity just now was not the old man originally, but this mysterious black pendant.

That's right, Lu Yu had a vague feeling in her heart.

This black round pendant is embroidered with intricate patterns and has eyes engraved on both sides. It must be inextricably linked to the law of death!

"Even if the vibration of the pendant is a coincidence, I will never mistake you for it!" The old man shook his head in disbelief and said in a very firm tone, "The cold and indifferent aura on your body is still there after so many years. It’s something that stays fresh in my memory.”

The old man raised his head, looked at the petals falling in the sky, and said in a nostalgic voice, Sixty thousand years ago, I was a cosmic mercenary, wandering in the starry sky with a cosmic mercenary group, digging into those deep An unknown treasure hidden on a lost planet. "

"Until one day, when the scout whose name I can't remember told all of us that he had discovered a new lost planet..." There was a trace of fear in the old man's eyes, which had always been calm. With a look of regret, "My nightmare has begun!"

The old man shouted the last sentence loudly. Because he was a little excited, he took a big breath for a while before gradually calming down.

After waiting for a long time, the old man slowly regained his composure.

"If I hadn't stolen this pendant from your broken statue in that cave (Wang Zhao's), maybe no one would have died."

The old man's voice began to sound melancholy again, with a feeling of being discouraged and dying. He stared at his extremely shrunken hands and said in a very disgusted tone.

"I will never endure the curse of never dying no matter how old I am for sixty thousand years.

The old man's words suddenly gave Lu Yu a flash of inspiration. He suddenly remembered that in the Marvel world, besides him, there was another being who controlled the rules of Death!

The black pendant and the broken statue in the cave mentioned by the old man may all belong to one of the five gods in the universe.

Goddess of Death!.