Another World: My life is on the rise!

His body continued to disintegrate and decay.

But from the beginning to the end, his expression was calm, his eyes were like lightning, and he didn't flinch at all, nor was he overwhelmed at all.

And finally.

The rules at that point gradually formed.

It levitates.

Like the most shining thing in the world.

It slowly blended into the figure's brow.

And at the moment when he suddenly opened his eyes, a divine light burst out from his eyes.

The concrete rules all over the sky disappeared at the same time, melting into the center of his eyebrows, and his rotten body also recovered in an instant, transforming into the godly man with black hair and a shawl.

A moment.

Everything was silent.

The man with black hair and shawl stood there for a long time, looking up at the black fog covering the sky.

He is no longer the rotting skeleton, but he is still the captain. His body has returned to its peak, and death can no longer be an obstacle to him, because he is now the master of death.

"Half-step rules god!"

Many roots tremble and murmur to themselves.

This level has not appeared in this world for a long, long time.

That one has been forgotten for countless epochs.

That one is above the ancient gods.

It was a realm that countless top powerful people had dreamed of, roaring after, only to be suppressed and returned again and again.

Because there is no God allowed in this world.

Even at some point.

Even this half-step to the level of a true god has been forcefully stripped away from this world, making it almost nothing more than a legend.

Many people call them the Old Gods.

Because they were all the peak existences in the main universe.

But who knows, it’s because true gods are no longer allowed in this world, so everyone calls strong men like them gods. But only they know that if the way forward can be opened, then they are just a group of false demigods. Because even if you are a demigod, you must be able to truly step into the realm of the law!

Because only those who control the laws are qualified to be called "gods"!

"The demigod who controls death!"

"Countless years! Has the first demigod appeared in this world?!"

"We have witnessed history!"

Many ancient and almost withered roots are almost in tears.

It's not their fault.

Because for countless years, none of them had ever thought about continuing their upward attack, but without exception, they all failed.

Because only they themselves know that no matter how much they are admired by others, they are just more powerful creatures. They are just a group of false gods called "ancient gods". When it comes to the real power of gods, they have never None of them can be touched!

In the distance, the Night City.

Another figure emerged from the giant ship and rushed here.

Almost all of them, the Colossus, the Self-Bound Angel, the Witch God, Sir Egwene, and Silver Fantasy, had stopped practicing, and their eyes were hurried as they witnessed this great scene.

"Done?"

Ser Egwene said hastily.

The colossus solemnly said:

"It should be right."

But they didn't feel too shocked.

Because the captain is different from them. He was the real God of Death in his era! But now, he has only regained some of his former strength.

He deserves to be able to stand here.

It may take others a long time to walk, but for the captain, he is actually only one step away from this level.

"What about the real God of Death?"

Colossus frowned.

Sir Egwene said nothing, but looked solemnly at the high sky.

And this moment.

The man with black hair and shawl did not reunite with everyone in Night City. He just turned his head and glanced at all the roots gathered here from a distance.

And every root couldn't help but tremble when his gaze swept over them, and they didn't dare to look directly at them.

Because the mere pressure of his gaze made them tremble.

He slowly raised his head and said hoarsely:

"Come out, I accept your challenge, haven't you been waiting for me?"

This moment.

The expressions of all the sources changed.

They understood immediately.

He pointed.

It's the man in black robe!

Could it be that he has already arrived and is among them? !

The whole world is silent.

But it was in this silence that someone looked around him suddenly, and his expression suddenly changed, because right in the crowd, the shape of an inconspicuous creature changed. A long black robe floated out, and a black scarf floated out. His face was covered, and he carried a long knife on his waist.

"It's him! The man in black robe!"

I don't know who screamed.

All the surrounding creatures gave way in fear, and a hole of more than ten meters suddenly formed around the man in black robe.

A moment.

Countless eyes looked over, full of surprise and fear.

Because almost all the roots here have been defeated in his hands.

They made a way.

Bang bang bang bang——

The man in black robe stretched out his hand as if to congratulate him.

He walked out step by step.

No one dared to stand in his way.

He raised his head, his eyes under the black scarf stared at Captain Constantine in the center, and said:

"Awesome, you are worthy of being the captain, the oldest source of this hell. Congratulations on becoming the first source of this hell to step into the demigod. I am happy for you."

Many people regarded his words as a kind of irony.

But only the captain could see it.

He was really congratulating him.

Their eyes met.

And at that moment, Constantine seemed to understand something, a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes, then suddenly realized, and finally with a bitter smile and a melancholy sigh.

But it only lasted for a moment, and the expression on his face returned to normal.

"Do you still want to fight with me?"

Constantine said hoarsely.

The man in black robe slowly grasped the hilt and said:

"Why not? Captain, you know I have been waiting for this moment for a long time. In the past month, I have been fighting with some trash. I have long lost my patience."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the roots around became extremely bad, and their eyes were angry and embarrassed.

But they had no way.

The captain said hoarsely:

"So this is your purpose?"

The black-robed man gently stroked the hilt of the knife and said slowly:

"Yes, because there must be someone standing up with a knife, so that they will know their weakness and powerlessness."

The captain looked up and said: "I understand, but have you ever thought that this is a bit too radical? Because you have pushed everyone to the opposite side of you."

The black-robed man smiled and said: "I don't care, because I have shown them my best things. If they understand, they will understand. If they are really hopelessly stupid, then I will let them know how big the gap between them and God is."

Some of the fallen people changed color, and Xinggui and others looked at the black-robed man with flashing eyes, vaguely guessing.

Clang--

The black-robed man drew his knife, and the tip of the knife pointed to the ground.

He said slowly:

"Come on, Captain, don't be distracted, show all your strength, if you don't fight with the determination to kill me..."

He pointed the knife in his hand at Constantine, with a smile on his face.

"Then I might kill you."