Ana waved her hand carelessly, not bothering to bandage the wound.
Rather than the wounds on her hands, she was more concerned about being ridiculed by her love rival in public, and then falling down in an embarrassing manner.
"Ahhhhh! It's all my fault for this ritual, it makes me so angry!"
Anna shouted unhappily.
call!
The flames spread out behind her, forming a pair of wings.
Anna jumped up and flew high and low in mid-air, finally finding the right direction.
She flew onto the platform where Death slept.
——That is the sacred and inviolable territory that belongs to the God of Death.
She was completely drunk.
…
Anna stood on a high platform symbolizing God and looked around.
"There's nothing but a broken stone."
Anna murmured, not realizing what she was doing.
There is nothing but a black stone symbolizing the Sleeping Box.
Yes, the Holy Death Cult uses this black stone to symbolize the Sleeping Box.
The Sleeping Box is a treasure carried by the God of Death in mythology, so naturally it will not really appear here.
Perhaps a very few brave people in history have risked blasphemy by flying up to observe the death tower up close.
But there will never be anyone like Anna who flies up to a high platform in a drunken state and refuses to come down.
An unprecedented scene occurred in the history of the Medici family.
——Anna sat down on the platform where Death slept.
Even sitting here, I'm still bored.
She was dangling with her feet in the air, holding the wine bottle in her hand, and thinking seriously.
"When I go to the Federation later, I will first use this move to knock that little girl down, and then use that move to let her know that she can't talk nonsense. Finally, in order to impress her, I will use the ultimate move..."
She was furious and kept pouring wine into her mouth.
Drinking made me feel hot all over, and I felt something extremely cold on my chest.
This thing pressed against her chest, making her very uncomfortable.
Anna reached in and pulled out a small statue of the Grim Reaper.
Substitution contract.
——The only death token obtained by the ancestors of the Medici family.
Anna slapped it on the stone platform next to her.
Suddenly a pain came from his hand.
"ah!"
She cried out in pain.
She had scratched a whole piece of skin on her hand, but it had not been dealt with. At this time, blood was still flowing out intermittently.
Feeling so desperate, she grabbed the death token with her hand and slapped it hard on the stone platform.
Blood immediately gushed out from the wound on his hand, flowing along the small statue of the God of Death and onto the stone platform symbolizing the sleeping treasure chest.
Blood, Death Statue, and Sleeping Treasure Chest are connected together.
A strange reaction occurred.
Invisibly, something came quietly, silently lurking behind Anna and watching her.
Anna knew nothing about it.
"Ugh! It hurts so much...it's really unpleasant." She covered the wound on her hand and let out a low cry of pain.
Putting down the bottle, Anna rummaged through her backpack, took out some emergency medical supplies, and handled them with her hands.
Anna's mind was so groggy that she almost fell asleep.
"It's so boring. It would be nice if there was a little wind." She said to herself.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew from nowhere.
The wind made Anna feel refreshed.
She had no idea that she had completed the deal with the God of Death and obtained a gust of wind.
If this were the case, she would become the believer who made the fewest wishes to gods among all civilizations in countless worlds.
The invisible presence behind him is about to dissipate.
Suddenly, Anna realized something was wrong.
"Oops," she muttered.
A familiar feeling settled in her chest.
- She's going to vomit.
Just vomit!
Anna turned around and spit out her drink at the stone symbolizing the sleeping treasure chest.
"vomit……"
"vomit……"
"...It's so uncomfortable. I drank too much?"
She gasped and took out a tissue to wipe her mouth.
Little did she know that the invisible presence was vomited all over her just as she was about to leave.
The invisible existence stood frozen on the stone platform, not moving at all for a moment.
It has never encountered such a situation.
Anna seemed unaware of this.
After she vomited, she felt temporarily better.
Looking around, Anna was surprised and said: "Huh? When did I come up here? This is not a place for sleeping. It will be over if you fall."
After saying that, Ana lifted up the wine bottle and flew to the ground.
After the wind, my temples started to hurt a little.
The stamina of the wine came on.
Anna staggered towards where she was sitting.
On the high platform, a violent airflow changed drastically.
The air flow roared down and landed not far in front of Anna, directly facing her.
Along with the surge of air, the twelve giant sculptures with human figures and dog faces standing around the temple suddenly lowered their heads and looked down at the place.
For the first time in thousands of years, they moved.
It's a pity that no one noticed this scene.
The air flow returned to silence, soaring in the air, staring at Anna fiercely.
This guy who offended the gods must be punished——
kindness?
What does this smell like?
Qi Liu looked down in confusion.
But at his feet was a wine glass exuding an alluring aroma.
This is wine...
I'm guarding this place, I haven't smelled this smell in thousands of years...
At this time, Anna had almost returned to where she was sitting.
She suddenly saw a dark shadow licking the glass she had placed on the ground.
Anna's eyes widened in confusion, and she rushed forward angrily.
She shouted: "That's my cup!"
The black figure was startled and took a few steps back with the cup in its mouth.
Anna suddenly came back to her senses and stood frozen on the spot.
In the temple, other than myself, where else could the living creatures come from?
God cannot be a living creature.
She patted her face, forced herself to calm down, and looked at the black shadow again.
"Dear——" Anna couldn't finish her words.
Because she finally saw clearly that this was indeed not a god!
This is clearly a black dog!
Yes, just a dog.
How could Death lick his own cup?
Anna breathed a sigh of relief.
But where did this dog come from?
She stepped forward.
The dog doesn't move.
She came to the dog.
The dog held the cup in his mouth and stared at her with squinted eyes.
A solemn and heavy aura appeared on it, slowly condensing into an invisible mysterious power.
This power is about to be released, causing the person in front of him to suffer enough.
Just when this aura was about to activate, Anna did something.
She handed over the bottle of wine in her hand.
"Drink?" she asked.
Although she was a little drunk, she still knew that it was not normal for a dog to appear here.
Maybe this dog is a clue to summon the Grim Reaper.
Ana slapped her forehead, feeling a little regretful.
I didn't expect to get a response from the God of Death, so I didn't bring anything with me.
Anna's body was covered with only this bottle of wine.
This is the only thing she has.
Now, she carefully handed over the wine.
The dog looked at her and then at the bottle in her hand.
There was a stalemate for a moment.
The dog couldn't help but stretched out his paw and took the bottle.
It held the wine bottle and took a big sip,
He took another big gulp,
He took another big gulp,
He took another big gulp.
——It’s so cool!
The dog licked his lips and put down the empty wine bottle with satisfaction.
It glanced at Anna, its eyes locked on the bandaged wound on Anna's hand, and its nose moved.
That's right, the blood just now belonged to the Medici family.
The black dog nodded imperceptibly,
But it's a contractual relationship, so it's a bit difficult to get started.
The wine is not bad either.
Reluctantly forgive the other person?
the dog thought.
Anna waited aside and saw that it had finished drinking. After hesitating for a long time, it finally spoke.
This is the first time in thousands of years that the Medici family has communicated with the gods they worship.
This is also a rare contact with gods in the history of mankind on this planet.
What happened today is enough to be recorded in history forever.
In the temple of the God of Death, twelve sculptures with human bodies and dog faces lowered their heads and watched this scene quietly.
Anna looked at the black dog with a somewhat uncertain expression.
Excessive alcohol made her head dizzy and her thinking slowed down.
But she still thought hard, trying to grasp the key to the problem.
Finally, Anna finally figured out her problem.
She looked at the black dog carefully and said hesitantly: "Could it be..."
The black dog straightened its ears, raised its tail, and stared at Anna solemnly.
"The temple also has a dog hole?" Anna murmured.
The dog is stupid.
