Misubate never thought that her spiritual projection would be severely damaged many times at the hands of an ordinary person. Looking at Qin Weijie's smiling expression from a distance, Misubate was so angry.
A seemingly harmless child could have such a scheming mind. What kind of era is this! ? People's hearts are not as old as they used to be, and even a child is full of bad ideas. Mitsubet suddenly felt that returning to the present world might be more dangerous than staying in the 'old world'.
If it weren't for the fact that the 'Old God' of the 'Old World' is about to resurrect and the 'Old World' is becoming more and more crazy and twisted, Misubet wouldn't be so eager for quick success and want to return to the 'present world'. However, the 'Old God' wakes up, and the 'present world' 'I'm not sure how long Misubet can withstand it, but if I can live for a while longer, the God Prisoner and the will of the ancient gods should be able to resist the infection of the 'old gods' in this world...
No matter what, we must find a way to return to the 'real world'. The 'old world' is too dangerous. Misubet even realized that her soul has begun to become distorted and alienated. If she stays in the 'old world' any longer, she may go completely crazy.
As his thoughts were spinning, Danatus, who had been sitting on the Throne of Bones watching the show, saw that the show had come to an end, so he brought the topic back to normal.
"Ahem~" Danatus on the Skeleton Throne coughed twice, symbolically declaring his sovereignty: "It's a wonderful show, but I still want to remind you, don't forget that this place is still My territory……"
Danatus's voice is majestic, calm and mysterious, slightly cynical, and a little more free and easy. The tall bone throne, black rotten robes, and a huge death scythe more than three meters high stand on his hand, forcing Gra It’s full of wood! ? This almost satisfied all of Qin Weijie's fantasies about the God of Death.
This guy is the real god, right? He's not like the dog-headed monster who has no formal shape, and he's not like the Sima-faced Hela with a constipated expression like someone owes him five million. There's no real character at all.
However, Danatus' next words completely broke Qin Weijie's illusions about gods...
"Let's get back to the point. The last level of trial is very simple. Only one of the four of you can survive. The living one will inherit the inheritance of the God of Death..." Danatus tapped the armrest of the Bone Throne, taking his time. As he spoke, the style of the painting suddenly changed in the next second: "Well, I forgot, there is no inheritance from the God of Death anymore, even the godhead has not been inherited! That guy Hela even gave me the lines from a thousand years ago, a little bit There’s nothing new at all. Hey, don’t come up with any new lines for me either…”
Danatus crossed his legs, leaned his elbows on the armrests of the high-backed chair, supported his head with his right hand, and tapped it twice from time to time.
Qin Weijie felt embarrassed by his immature thoughts just now. At first, he thought Danatus was a serious god, and his hoarse and steady voice had a very special appeal and mystery.
However, it can be said that one sentence broke the defense. The style of the painting was instantly reversed. One second he was a calm and mysterious strong man, and the next second he turned into a joke?
After thinking about the characters of Anubis and Hela, Qin Weijie couldn't help but start to wonder, are the so-called gods all weird? The so-called Age of Gods is not just a meeting of a group of capable ruffians! ? Could it be that the "Twilight of the Gods" was destroyed by the "God Imprisoners" alliance later because the characters of these funny gods were too bad?
Of course, the above are all Qin Weijie's imagination, not taken seriously, just for reference.
However, at this moment, after receiving multiple serious injuries one after another, the miserable Misubet finally recovered from the severe pain and weakness, and stood up staggeringly while enduring the severe pain.
Qin Weijie was dumbfounded at this time. Isn't this going to kill him? Even undead creatures should probably get their lunch boxes! This guy can still stand up? This is a slap in the face, why don’t you just run away...
Qin Weijie had the intention of retreating, and approached Tom and Minsk. He was planning in his heart, and when he saw that the situation was not right, he would directly use his trump card, the yo-yo...
Damn the uncle's invasion of false gods. If you can't defeat it, you just can't defeat it. There is no need to perform any heroic feats like "the wind is rustling and the water is cold". At the worst, let this grandson control the "bone burial ground".
Anyway, Qin Weijie has his own trump card, and he is confident that as long as he pays a certain price, he can save himself and several companions from the burial ground. Of course, Qin Weijie can only save a few people, and he can't save everyone, although he can't bear to save others. People stay in the burial ground, but when it comes to life and death, Qin Weijie can't care about anything else. He is not a white lotus bitch, so there is no need to follow everyone to death. After all, Master Qin is really a coward.
As for the arrival of false gods into the world, Qin Weijie is not worried.
If the sky falls, there will be tall people to hold it up. If the 'God Prisoner' can activate 'Twilight of the Gods' to destroy the gods once, then he must be able to destroy another god. No matter how strong Misubet is, he will not be able to defeat a single god. Pick a group of big muscle tyrants! ?
Looking at the pseudo-god who was slowly recovering in the distance, Qin Weijie had already begun to make some changes, but he still planned to observe again. He didn't believe that the continuous heavy injuries just now really didn't weaken Misu Beit at all? Qin Weijie was still reluctant to use that trump card unless he had to. After all, the price he paid for his trump card was quite heavy.
"Hey, do you really think of me as a backdrop? We are all familiar with each other, so we should have the respect we deserve, right?" Danatus said with some annoyance, finally attracting everyone's attention again. .
"Skeleton monster, am I familiar with you?" Qin Weijie couldn't help but curse in his heart.
"Hey, boy, you are so brave...how dare you program me in your mind." Danatus looked at Qin Weijie with interest.
Qin Weijie was confused, what's going on? Damn, he's a mind-reader, isn't he? I have been practicing Occlumency for nearly a year, how can I still be read?
"Boy, I'm the God of Death. What's wrong with reading your thoughts? Your Occlumency skills are far from enough..."
"Let me go, Skeleton Monster, are you polite? You can read other people's thoughts without their permission. If I can't defeat you, I will stick a few evil demon talismans 'Soul Suppressing Talisman' on you and accept you, you monster!" Qin Weijie continued to curse in his heart. At this time, Qin Weijie was also upset. He had already decided to yo-yo anyway, so why would he be so cowardly that the God of Death was so awesome?
Danatus once again read Qin Weijie's consciousness. Danatus was startled at first, then stood up slightly and looked at Qin Weijie with more interest: "Haha, yes! The brat is brave enough... It is indeed me. Descendants of the Welfare family, it’s not bad to be daring!!”
"Nani?" Qin Weijie looked confused, but then he thought about it. The Welfare family is a descendant of Danatus. This guy seems to be his real ancestor. He laughed when he saw Danatus acting wantonly and disregarding his image. , a row of black lines appeared on Qin Weijie's head.
Finally I understand why people in the Welfare family like to commit suicide so much... The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked! This damn thing is hereditary! Can't you inherit something good?
Now that they were all real relatives, Qin Weijie's mind became active again.
Tom and Minsk on the side looked at Qin Weijie's eyes slightly narrowed into a crescent shape, with a smirk on the corner of his mouth. They knew that Qin Weijie was about to pour bad water again.
Qin Weijie looked at Danatus with a flattering look on his face, rubbing his palms slightly, exactly like a wretched Grandet: "Hey... ancestor! You have to make the decision for me..."
Qin Weijie knelt on the ground and cried loudly. He pointed at Misubet and said, "This grandson has been bullying me... Ever since I arrived in Europe, he has been asking people to kill me and take my body... Old Ancestor, you have to make the decision for me... Ancestor, you don't care if your grandchildren are bullied by others... Ancestor..."
Seeing Qin Weijie grabbing the ground with his head like a shrew, everyone was stunned. Even Danatus couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. The skeleton on his face was obviously rubbing and pulling. How the hell could I? Is there such a descendant? Did I just go blind? I actually think this guy is pretty good! ?
Misubet looked stunned and cursed in her heart: "F*ck! Can human beings be so shameless? Brat, are you so fucking unreasonable!? When has this happened in so long? Am I not at a disadvantage? You still have the nerve to set me up!!"
