How did I become a system

"Do you really want the wronged soul on me?"

"Is it possible?" The short Reaper felt as if he had found a treasure when he heard it.

"Yes, but I have one condition."

"What conditions?"

"There are a lot of undead in this mountain. You must bring all of them back to the underworld, so that they can be saved and rest in peace."

"It's no problem!" The short Reaper was not too pleased when he heard it, it was undoubtedly giving him money to clean up the gold bars in the warehouse!The undead souls in the mountains are treasures, and so are the unjust souls of Chun Nuo.

"Brother, wait a minute, let's recover our bodies first, and then start working!" Then the two gods of death began to move the bones on the ground to recover their bodies, but after a few minutes, they recovered two cervical vertebrae!

{Host, their speed probably won't recover in three or two days. }
{I still have to do it myself! }
Chuno started to collect all the bones, and then started to put together a skeleton for the two of them.

"Brother, no, this rib is fifth from the right."

"Brother, can you give me the leg bone of the fifth right, I want to try a height of 1.5 meters."

"Brother, some sand is stuck in the knee joint, can you clean it up?"

"Brother, can you whiten my hand bones by the way?"

"." Chuno didn't expect the short Reaper to have so many demands. On the contrary, the tall one kept staring at Chuno all the time without saying a word.

"What's wrong? I have something on my face?"

"Brother, no, the fifth from the right is seeing the two remnants on your shoulders, it seems very sad."

"Two remnants?"

"Yeah, like a mole..."

"Boy, it can't be the remnant souls of Xiaoyi and Xiaoer!" The talisman sign also realized that this situation is the best.

"them."

{Host, you seem to have the heads of both of them on you! }
{right! }Chunuo took out two helmet-wrapped heads from the system warehouse and opened the helmet's visor. After comparing the two gods of death, it was basically confirmed that they were the remnants of Xiaoyi and Xiaoer.

"How can this be?"

"Could it be that the souls that Xiaosan and Mingzuo Daoist finally condensed are not the souls of Xiaoyi and Xiaoer."

"How can I confirm it!"

"If the souls on your shoulders are indeed Xiaoyi and Xiaoer's, then it can be basically confirmed that the souls that flew away were fake souls."

"That's right, the fake soul-huntinghunhunfeiposan can just intensify the conflict between you and Xiaosan, and at the same time make Xiaosan follow the real person Mingzou wholeheartedly." This interpretation of the talisman sign is indeed the best one for the real person Mingzou If you make a plan, you can not only get Xiao San's obedience, but also let Xiao San cut off the past.

"Damn, why didn't I think of it before!" Chuno only hated himself for not being able to see through everything earlier, otherwise Xiaosan would not have followed a wrong path.

"Brother, it seems that the remnant soul on your shoulder can still be repaired, or else, I will repair it for you later."

"Can you fix it?"

"If it's too long, there's nothing to do. Fortunately, they died not long ago, so it's not a big problem." Then the short Reaper began to take off the two remnants from Chuno's shoulders, and handed them to the tall Reaper.

"Your repair is to give him the repair!"

"Brother, we are one, is there any difference between his restoration and mine restoration?"

"Okay, big brother, should you give us all the wronged souls on your body or keep a few!"

"Those who are not conscious, you can take them all away! I still have use for conscious ones!"

"Ah—it's worthless if you don't realize it. It's less than half of the regular price."

"Then what if it's 100 million!"

"Brother, in fact, I won't give up because of such a trivial matter, even if it's always been a little warmth from my brother."

"Since you talk about a big brother and shut up a big brother, don't you respect me at all?"

"Brother, what do you want, you just need to ask!"

"Your black book is good!"

"Brother, this is wrong!"

"What are you afraid of? Although the Dark Book of Death is precious in the underworld, you can only buy ten copies if you sell millions of innocent souls."

"But this is the collector's edition for me."

"How about this! I still have [-] ghosts of the ancient dragon clan here."

"Brother, I'll sell it!" If you want to know that one ancient dragon's soul can cost the price of ten souls, one hundred thousand is almost 100 million souls.

"I didn't say to sell them all to you, I just sold you [-]!"

"Alright, I've given you the Dark Death Manual, and I'll give you another training manual for the god of death! I'll give you all my underwear!"

"Forget about the underpants!" Chuno held the "Dark Death Book" and "Reaper's Training Manual", and he didn't know if it was worth it, but considering his intuition, he always felt that the Dark Death Book would be of great help to him in the future. The help will be much greater than these wronged souls.

After a simple handover, Chuno obtained two books and the repaired souls of Xiaoyi and Xiaoer, and the two gods of death also gained 100 million innocent souls and [-] ancient dragon clan innocent souls.It can be said to be full of money, and at the same time, he began to continue his happy overtime career according to the map given by Chunuo.

"Dark Death Sutra!"

"The Dark Book of the Dead tells about the formation of the underworld. Just as Baradoan, the father of the gods, fell asleep, the Great War of the Gods kicked off. The millennium-long war continued, and countless people died every day. After dying, a large number of new lives are born in this troubled world. This situation has already increased the burden on the God of Death and the God of Rebirth. However, the battle of the gods does not seem to be due to the particularity of these two gods. And let them go, as the head of the God of Death was beheaded, all the armies were celebrating the death of the God of Death, but they didn't know that this wrong move completely led to the fact that the dead could no longer be saved, and the dead souls , because there was no god of death to take over, it began to increase day by day, and eventually flooded, and the century-long blockage caused the number of undead to exceed the number of living beings, reaching ten times the horror."

"The God of Rebirth and the God of Death are a pair of twins. They have strong feelings. They are the few children of Baradoan who cherish each other. They meet every day. Even if the War of the Gods breaks out, the race and city-state of the two of them It is also gluey and inseparable. Until the God of Death is killed, the God of Newborn cries every day under the guillotine where the God of Death is executed. Naturally, no one will manage the affairs of the newborn. After a hundred years of growth, the newborn will either be stillborn , or they are weak and sick, or they cry for a long time. But even so, the gods dare not do anything to the newborn god? They know that if the newborn god dies, no newborn babies will come, and the world will be in chaos gone."

"However, in a hundred years, in addition to increasing the number of undead and greatly reducing the rate of birth, the bottom line of the gods has also been gradually worn away. Instead of letting the gods of birth continue to be decadent, it is better to take a heavy dose of bitter medicine next time."

"What did they do to the Newborn God?"

"They imprisoned the God of Rebirth, forced her to work, forced her to obey them, brought them dozens of times the birth rate, and cut off some of the birth rate for their enemies."

"In the end, the God of Resurrection exploded with divine power for the only and last time at the end of his life! A huge catastrophe completely took away the reproductive ability of those god races, and within a hundred years, the race of those gods completely withered, A god who lost his army was easily guillotined."

"Population is plummeting, undead are stagnant, and there is no hope of rebirth. The millennium-long war of gods has finally ushered in a short period of cultivation. 1635 main gods, 3265 sub-gods, and 6021 sub-gods, after more than 500 years of baptism , and in the end less than half remained.”

"And the underworld was established at that time. The underworld is jointly managed by the race of two gods, and the corpses of the two gods are also buried in the depths of the underworld. It is called the temple of death and rebirth."

"Here, the prologue is all over!" Chuno said and slowly closed the Dark Death Book. Even after reading it, Chuno already felt as if something was blocked in his heart, and he couldn't let go of it for a long time.

"Hey—although I don't know why these gods are fighting, but I always feel that this story is so sad!" The talisman sign had never heard of the battle of the gods, so they felt the same way.

"Yeah, the two gods who were originally indifferent to the world were drawn into the center of the vortex because of their power. At the same time, it also shows that the god of death cannot control death, and the god of new life cannot control new life. They It’s just being given the responsibility to respond, but it’s also given the power to respond by others.”

"That's right, the gods thought that if you killed the God of Death, there would be no death in this world, and the war could continue forever. But in the end, death didn't end, but the undead choked up, hindering the discovery of the world."

"At the same time, the gods also thought that by imprisoning the god of new life, they could give their race infinite new power by holding it in their hands, but in the end, what happened was that the incense burnt out."

"I hope that the two main gods can finally reunite happily!"

"Thank you!" I don't know if it was an auditory hallucination or something, Chuno seemed to hear two voices, a man and a woman, but it didn't matter anymore.

"Okay! It's time to go!" Chuno looked up at the sky, there happened to be a gap that could lead directly to the outside, and Chuno didn't need to go through those winding tunnels anymore, after all, who knows if it will happen if he walks again? It will be emotional.

The moment he flew out of the gap, a huge dragon's tail swept right in front of him, and Chuno quickly avoided the dragon's tail when he saw the momentum.

Looking up, I saw a huge ancient dragon, Elsoras, standing on the mica Yaoyang jade on the top of the mountain, and the dragon's breath in his mouth began to continuously burn the battleships.

And the Sky Castle flying in the sky also frightened Chuno instantly, "Sky Castle, why is there still a Sky Castle in Sky Castle?"

"Boy, it's purple light, it should be projected too." The talisman sign was relatively calm, and the problem was discovered at a glance.

"Projection?" As Chuno said, he picked up a stone with his hands stretched across the air, and then slammed it at the sky city, only to find that the stone passed through the sky city precisely, and then fell into the distance.

"This city in the sky is a projection, so what about this giant dragon?" Chuno sucked a stone again, and then threw it at the back of Althorath's head.

"Bold!" A flying dragon of the ancient dragon tribe slammed the stone with its tail, then glared at Chuno.

"Is this just true?" The talisman sign looked at the ancient dragon clan's flying dragon, which was also quite big.

"As long as I, Parla, am here, no one can hurt Lord Althorath, the Storm Lord!"

"Storm Lord!" Chuno suddenly remembered that the tall Reaper had said before that he was on a business trip to harvest the soul of the Storm Lord.

"This is what the two gods of death want to harvest." I didn't expect the target of the two gods of death to be outside the mountain. I don't know if I should notify them to come out and deal with the dragon.

"What? How dare you plan on Lord Alsoras's soul!" Parla became angry. This Alsoras is one of the few dragon-level figures of the ancient dragon tribe who are still alive in the world, and they are also The last glimmer of hope for recovery.

"It's not you." Chuno didn't intend to interfere, but now it seems that Parla has no intention of letting Chuno go, a dragon's breath spewed out in a straight line, and Chuno quickly avoided.

"Don't run, your charges must be settled!" Just as Parla was about to condense the dragon's breath again, three beam cannons suddenly fell from the sky, hitting Parla's head and wings directly.

"Brother, you're finally out!" I saw the little robot swooping down on the three-headed mechanical snake.