The Missionary of the Second Dimension

At this time, Rias and the others also rushed over.

After hearing Cao Cao and Georg's explanation, Rias and Junai didn't intend to forgive them.

After all, the other party is a worldwide terrorist, so it is impossible not to take him back for interrogation.

"Well, although I didn't intend to be let go, that guy Hades seems to have made a move." Cao Cao said.

Immediately, in this precariously different space, countless figures in black robes appeared one after another. .

Chapter 49 Hey, be normal, you still fight

Grim Reaper is a character in ancient Greek mythology, as the name suggests, is the god of death.

Living in Hades, usually wearing a black cloak, holding a huge scythe in his hand, a classic character who often appears in various movies or games, presumably most people are familiar with it.

But now, what appeared in front of Zhai Nan was exactly the same existence as in the myths and legends.

Wearing a black robe, his face is deeply hidden in a huge black hood, and the black sickle in his hand emits a faint cold light.

If demons are a group of hot, hard-working athletes, then Reapers are a group of abominations that only make people feel cold and lonely.

As long as any living creature has life, it will instinctively reject the god of death.

"Damn it, did that bastard Hades move "[-]" so quickly?!"

Rias looked at the dense death army that had surrounded her and flew in the air, and anxious cold sweat continued to flow from the girl's forehead.

"After defeating the Hero faction, is Reaper coming again? We are really in trouble. I really miss the black tea at home." Jijima Zhuli sighed helplessly while holding her face.

"Well...now is not the time to discuss that." Aisha smiled from the side.

"That's right, God of Death is more dangerous than us demons in a certain way! Not only are they very powerful, but it is also very troublesome to be hit by their sickle. The sickle of God of Death can not only cause physical damage to the body, but also We can harvest life force directly, so if we fight the god of death, our strength will only become weaker and weaker."

As an aristocrat among demons, Ravel is of course very clear about the demon's neighbor, the Grim Reaper.

Moreover, the opponent's god is not only a very arrogant guy, but also a guy who hates other gods very much, so the two sides have never had any communication since ancient times.

"Their goal is Orpheus, but it is absolutely impossible for us to hand her over. It seems that another battle is inevitable."

Zhu Nai brushed the hair on his forehead, and looked at the gods of death looking down at him.

It is not a comfortable feeling to be surrounded by a large group of guys in pitch-black robes. From under the hood, there are only a pair of eyes exuding strong hostility and killing intent, and all other places are tightly wrapped by white bandages. .

The blood-red light is particularly conspicuous in the dark environment, and it is even more creepy.

As for the scythes they held in their hands, they were all decorated with hideous monsters or skulls, all of which looked horrible.

It's the [-]st century, and even their demons have started to run business in the world, but are these gods of death still alive in the ancient century?No wonder everyone hates the existence of Death.

"It's really disgusting, the clothes on my body are all wet with sweat, I need to take a good hot bath when I go back!"

Irina let out a big yawn without a ladylike image, and the wings behind her spread out to the side as if they were relaxing.

"That's right, if you smell bad, you'll have a hard time having a baby." Xenovia nodded in agreement.

"Don't talk about me in a serious way!" Irina immediately complained back.

"Speaking of which, I really saw a lot of wonderful things today. Whether it's the descendants of heroes in the past, Samael, or these gods of death, they are all similar to those recorded in myths and legends."

Arturia raised her head and stared at the group of death gods flying in the air, with a curious look on her delicate face.

The King of Knights is particularly interested in these strange things, perhaps it is because of curiosity.

"Everyone is really relaxed, but is it okay? Those gods of death seem to be attacking us." Yuuto Kiba said helplessly, holding the holy magic sword in his hand.

Finally there is a normal person.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, Master Zhai Nan is here." The Tacheng kitten shook his head, as if completely ignoring the threat of those gods of death, and said to Zhai Nan: "I like you the most, Master Di Nan, even if there are already people Take the first step, but I will definitely catch up later."

"So, when I grow up, please let me be your wife."

Hello? !This is a very serious battlefield, why did you propose marriage all of a sudden?

And was proposed by an underage girl?

Why are you not surprised at all?How about a reaction?This makes me very difficult.  …

How should I answer, yes?Or agree?

Or... promise?

However, before Zhai Nan could respond, another displeased and cold voice came from the god of death above.

"Let's end the small talk here."

The person who said these words was a black figure that emerged from the distorted space.

This is also a god of death.

And judging from the aura surging from his body, this god of death is not at the same level as other gods of death at all.

It seems that the leader of these gods of death is right.

As the leader, even the black robe on his body has different decorations, his face is no longer bandaged, but a mask like a clown actor, and a faint blue aura emerges from his body.

After interrupting the noisy girls, the god of death turned his attention to Zhai Nan.

Then, bowed slightly.