The earth was covered with ice and snow and turned pure white.
However.
A dark river meanders forward, gradually spreading and expanding on the snowy land.
On both sides of the river, the Flame Skeleton and Gu Qingshan were constantly summoning the undead.
"God of Death, you have been away for too long in a long time, and now the river of death no longer belongs to you."
Under the huge wall of darkness, the flame skeleton laughed softly.
The giant ax in its hand turned into a bone staff, emitting bursts of gray mist, quickly covering the dark river.
"Come out, King of Giants, life or death, your service is needed at the end of the world!"
The flame skeleton read quickly.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Accompanied by heavy footsteps, a giant covered in heavy armor walked out of the river.
He stood on the ground and roared: "I am the giant king of the river of death. The dead who surrender to me, come and kill my enemies with me!"
The deafening roar echoed throughout the Doomsday Cemetery.
Gradually, dense crowds of undead appeared from the dark river.
Various races sleeping in the dead river began to climb up the river bank, their eyes staring at Gu Qingshan with a cold light.
Gu Qingshan glanced at the giant unexpectedly.
He is obviously the dead, but the giant has the aura of doom and death at the same time. It is really hard to define whether he is the dead or a doomsday monster.
Has the apocalypse infected the river of death to this extent?
Gu Qingshan felt a little solemn in his heart.
The giant waded ashore and said in a low voice: "God of Death, your time has passed."
Just as he was declaring war, Gu Qingshan opened his hands and chanted: "The flames of death swallow up all the dead and make them fall into deep sleep."
A ball of black fire appeared in his hand.
Gu Qingshan threw it casually.
The black fire dragged a long tail flame, and quickly exploded into an overwhelming flame halfway, hitting the giant at once.
The giant took a few steps back and roared, trying to resist the power of the law of death.
It was like a walking black flame.
"I still have the power of doomsday, don't try to use death to bind me!"
The giant strode towards Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan snapped his fingers.
"burst."
He whispered.
Flames shot into the sky and made a crackling sound.
The giant's speed became slower and slower, and finally he staggered to the ground.
Its figure gradually melted, and it still called to itself:
"Use my deep sleep to call the king of the river of death and lead all the undead to kill the God of Death!"
As the voice fell, the giant's entire body turned into a ball of black water and fell back into the dark river.
It will fall into slumber deep in the dead river again until there is enough power to awaken it again.
Roar! ! !
All the undead roared in unison, as if they were welcoming some noble being.
An inexplicable aura appeared.
The rolling river retreated to both sides, revealing a figure.
That was a human man.
Gu Qingshan looked at the other party, his eyes gradually darkened.
"Rhode, you didn't expect it to be me." The man said.
"I really didn't expect it to be you, Atli." Gu Qingshan said.
"There is no way, you helped Mu, but you let me die in that era." Atli said coldly.
In the ancient times, he was Atli, a young man who grew up and had adventures with Mu and Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan put away the flame in his hand and explained: "Sorry, I left those long years because I had very urgent things to do."
Atli smiled silently and said slowly:
"Back then, I was killed and thrown directly into the river of death. I originally expected you, as the God of Death, to take care of me. However, over the long years, I have suffered a lot, and you never showed up."
Gu Qingshan listened quietly.
Atli pointed at the undead that appeared one after another in the river of death, and said angrily: "As the god of death, how have you ever protected us undead? How can you be worthy of being the master of the river of death?"
The undead screamed in injustice one after another, seeming to accuse the God of Death of his crimes.
Gu Qingshan didn't speak, just looked around.
The river of death keeps boiling, turning the earth into sand and scattering it, turning it into the territory of the river.
The entire Doomsday Cemetery is turning into a river of death!
It is said that the River of Death will never appear in the living world, but the White Flame Skeleton used the power of doomsday to build a high wall around the doomsday cemetery in advance, turning it into a special area.
Within the scope of this high wall, there are both the spreading river of death and the wall of doom formed by the endless doomsday.
Sure enough, as the rooster said, this is the beginning of destruction!
"I'm speechless. Forget it, we actually don't have anything to say."
Atli sighed and gestured towards the river of death.
"The God of Death gave up on the river of death. Fortunately, the doomsday appeared. It helped me, gave me strength, and made me gradually stronger."
As he spoke, a giant dragon covered in gray mist broke through the water and flew into the sky.
Gu Qingshan's eyes shrank.
And the Dragon Clan?
The Dragon Clan surrendered to Doomsday?
He became completely cautious.
But the fat man hurriedly wrote a sign and held it up in front of him:
"Brother Gu, that is a dragon that Doomsday secretly created using me as the original manuscript. It is a copy of me."
Gu Qingshan whispered: "Is it exactly the same as your own strength?"
The damn fat man wrote another sign and held it up:
"No, I noticed Doomsday's conspiracy and hid some of my strength, so this dragon only bites, rolls, and behaves, and does not understand the true fighting style of our dragon clan."
The fat man raised his chin and put up a sign again:
"It's a pirated product. It still lacks a lot of taste. It's far from the original version like mine. Brother Gu, you know."
Gu Qingshan looked at him.
There was the same strange meaning in their eyes.
"I see, that's good." Gu Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief.
The damn fat man didn't even dare to speak for fear of hurting someone.
If this dragon curse was copied, the consequences would be disastrous.
Fortunately, the fat man is really smart.
The Dragon Clan is a clever race.
The white flame skeleton said loudly: "God of Death, why do you think I had to fight you just now? Now is the time to reveal the answer."
It probed the bone staff into the huge dark wall behind it and shouted: "The Shadow Doomsday is formed by the power of countless Doomsdays!"
In the giant wall, a figure gradually appeared.
The figure broke through the wall and appeared in front of everyone.
Gu Qingshan.
Another Gu Qingshan.
He knelt in front of the white flame skeleton and whispered: "I have mastered all the combat skills just now, including the power of the power of death, which has been completely copied in my hands."
A ball of dark flame emanated from him.
The power of death!
The shadows of three more flying swords appeared behind the replica Gu Qingshan.
He also mastered the power of flying swords!
The white flame skeleton looked at the real Gu Qingshan and said loudly: "God of Death, you gave up on the undead in the river of death. Now we will create a new God of Death to rule all the undead!"
A line of small firefly characters jumped in front of Gu Qingshan's eyes:
"Attention: You have been copied by Shadow Doom."
"This doomsday can only take effect once, but it can completely copy all the abilities you have displayed."
Gu Qingshan watched silently, thinking over all the abilities he had just shown.
The white flame skeleton laughed.
It gently tapped the replica Gu Qingshan kneeling in front of it with its bone staff.
The replica Gu Qingshan stood up, jumped up, and landed next to Atli.
"Undead! Now we will usher in a new God of Death. He will not abandon you. He will lead you to break through all obstacles and help you in every possible way." The replica Gu Qingshan announced to all the undead.
"I can do everything he knows. Let's concentrate our efforts and kill him in a moment!" The replica said to Atli again.
Atli nodded, thought for a moment, and shouted to Gu Qingshan: "Rhode, what else do you want to say before you die?"
Gu Qingshan sighed.
He shook his head and said: "I have something to tell you clearly and all of you undead souls who have taken refuge in the doomsday. This is also for you."
Atli stood on the back of the Death Dragon, looking down at Gu Qingshan.
The undead also stared at him silently.
Gu Qingshan said loudly: "Actually, the reason why I didn't go to the River of Death to see you is because I have something very important to do, otherwise the entire river of time will be destroyed; in addition, there is the most important point."
His tone became solemn:
"I will formally state my attitude in front of you now."
"Whether you are alive or dead, you should not rely on the God of Death for protection."
"The God of Death will never help you, nor will he take the initiative to protect any undead among you."
Listening to these cold words, Atli and the undead fell into silence.
Gu Qingshan’s voice sounded again:
"unless"
"You pick up weapons and fight against the doomsday for those things worth protecting."
"Only then will death be with you."
