"Is there anything else you can say?"
Taiyi was about to take back the big sword and put it on his shoulder, when he suddenly thought that this Yama was actually very cunning. "He" just didn't lie, but he was very good at deception.
So he conjured up a left-hand sword to carry, while the right-hand sword was still resting on Yama's neck.
"I am just a sub-consciousness of the real Yama. When I am active, 'he' will sleep. When I am silent, 'he' will wake up."
Not to be outdone, Yama said in a hoarse voice, but the meaning behind his words was a disguised prayer.
"I didn't say to erase you, what are you afraid of?"
Taiyi is a little strange. He is not a hot-shot detective who does his best to eliminate evil. He doesn't care at all about the bad things Yama has done.
Besides, it makes no sense to judge Yama by harming life. "He" is the god of death, so of course everything he does is anti-life.
As for mental pollution and the creation of puppets, these can all be regarded as prerequisites of death. Have you never heard that "if God wants to kill someone, he must first make him crazy"?
In order to show his kindness, Taichi withdrew the big sword in his right hand and pressed the big sword in his left hand on Yama's shoulder.
Taiyi: (～￣▽￣)～
Yama: (⊙_⊙)?
Sensing that Yama was not satisfied, Taiyi put the sword in his right hand on Yama's shoulder again, making the two swords go hand in hand.
"If you don't kill me, I will be your god."
Faced with the "red threat", Yama decisively chose to bow his head. Although "he" has always been independent in countless years and never coexisted with any transcendent gods for a long time, surrender is still very familiar, because he has already Countless gods have done this to "him", and "he" has also used this to gain considerable influence.
"I don't need anything godly..."
Taichi wanted to touch his chin and ponder deeply, but found that both hands were holding swords, so he skipped the step of hesitating to show his cleverness.
"Anyway, just make sure you lose. Leave the rest to Nanzi and Yayoi."
After the two of them established their superiority with spiritual imprints, their consciousness flashed and they returned to the real space.
Nanzi and Yayoi felt their eyes flicker, and Taichi and Yama moved as if they were briefly insubstantial, and then quickly solidified.
Before the uneasiness and worry in their hearts could arise, they saw Yama leaning over and kneeling down on one knee towards Taiyi.
Nanzi, whose IQ may have reached 1,000, came to the conclusion without asking.
"Congratulations, Taiyi-kun, for defeating the powerful God of Death."
"Yes, it is indeed very powerful, but is it actually about surrendering instead of killing?"
Yayoi's IQ will never be lower than Nanzi. When Nanzi started, she reacted immediately, but she was still curious.
"I always thought that this so-called one-is-all, all-is-one only law-based god would never surrender to another life, but would only die in battle? How did you convince 'him'?"
"I just give you two options, die or live."
Without the big sword, Taichi could touch his chin. This time he wanted to show that he was a little shy——
For Taiyi, there are only two external gestures to show emotions to others: touching the chin and scratching the head.
In his previous life, he used to love picking his nose, but in this life he was forcibly corrected by Minghui, Ayao, Yayoi, Nanzi and finally Aunt Meiling.
"So, the God of Death doesn't want to die, and would rather surrender than live?"
No matter how smart Nanzi and Yayoi are, they never thought of such a plot, and they both looked at Yama with strange expressions.
"I became the God of Death because I was afraid of death. What's so surprising about this? Aren't you humans always like this?"
Yama's words left Nanzi and Yayoi speechless.
Human beings are really like this, they want whatever they want, but all living beings often "can't get everything they want", while the God of Death can get whatever he wants.
"Ahem." Taiyi reminded the three of them that they should skip the unpleasant topics and get to the point quickly.
"This Yamata..." Nanzi thought for a moment, but she couldn't describe the God of Death.
"His" legal ability, divine personality, and even the spells he can use are all very beyond the specifications. He is not a god that the Extraordinary Council can push to the forefront now - his impact on the world is unparalleled, even Yuan Ziyi has to lean back.
It's not that Yama in the super weak stage is stronger than Yuan Ziyi, at least at this stage, Yuan Ziyi is even more unsolvable, and Yan Mo doesn't dare to confront her head-on, but they represent different meanings.
People are afraid of natural disasters, but they feel that natural disasters are far away. As long as they don't provoke them, even if they happen to happen, they can stay far away and be safe.
But how to escape death? Everyone will regard it as a closely related threat, and the implicated resurrection will cause countless disputes.
"'He' is too ahead of his time. Let's not expose him for the time being. Since 'he' is afraid of death, it is better to send him to the realm of death!"
Out of revenge, Yayoi thought of a damaging move: Let him come into contact with whatever Yama is afraid of!
In fact, Yama is only afraid of death, but he is not afraid of the "dead". He has seen the appearance of any living body after death countless times.
But "he" is not willing to mention this at this time. Being unable to lie does not mean that he must be honest. With "his" intelligence, not speaking is the best option.
Although Nanzi could tell that Yama didn't care about whether to go to the realm of death, Yayoi's suggestion was fine, and even surprisingly perfect.
After the three of them decided on Yama's short-term arrangement, Taiyi ordered Yama to withdraw the spell and return everyone to the same time and space, that is, the time and space they were in.
Unexpectedly, it was easy to release Yama's spell, but very troublesome to take it back. Everyone had to cooperate to absorb the dark energy sky curtain to shorten the time.
"Speaking of which, you haven't eliminated the pollution in our spirits yet?!"
After hearing that it would take a long time to get home, Yayoi became impatient again. The more she looked at Yama, the more she disliked him.
"Sorry, I can only pollute, not purify..."
Yama is really helpless, "he" is the god of the void system, and letting "him" engage in the creation of the god system is basically making things difficult for "him" Fat Tiger...wrong, it is the god of death.
"He" only knows one spell to eliminate pollution, which is the "awareness of ashes", which will turn everything into nothing. Not to mention pollution, even the spirit will no longer exist.
"Speaking of which, we haven't seen your face yet?"
Nanzi, who could probably think of Yama's abilities, didn't want to embarrass this super god too much, so he found a new topic.
"Actually, my appearance can be changed at will. The last god who got close to me was not a human being, nor could it be considered a living thing. It was a life form independent of the conventional world, so my face and body look like this now. of."
Yama said, using magic to disperse the hood, revealing the face under the hood - a vortex composed of gray particles, with tentacles stretching out and squirming from time to time.
"Okay, from now on, you will always show yourself in human form!"
It's too soon. It's the first order after becoming the master.
"Cute-"
He added in a strange way.
"As commanded."
Yama's figure and face were wrapped in gray mist. After a burst of expansion and contraction, it shrank from more than two meters to 1.5 meters. A petite and exquisite girl with long straight black hair and bangs appeared, with pale cheeks and bright lips. The red lips and big and flexible eyes all express the word cute.
