The God of Death in American Comics

It no longer matters who this fat man is. Casillas just wants to escape now. The Supreme Mage Ancient One will definitely be able to deal with him and use the power of darkness.

Casillas has seen Ancient One use the power of darkness, and he also knows that that power is completely different from what Ancient One usually taught, dark and depraved.

The spirit is about to take action.

"Where do you want to go?" This time, there was no visual effect at all. The moment he saw the other party disappear, his eyes didn't even have time to send a signal to the brain, and the other party's voice had already appeared behind him.

And Casillas still doesn’t understand why the samurai sword is still in the opponent’s hand. This is the state of the soul, unless the sword has a soul.

a knife

"Human soul, it seems that you are still different from the virtual person. Tell me what you know."

in the hall.

Steven looked at the two sides that stopped.

"Qing, why did they stop? Let's run."

"It's over. Master Casillas has ripped out the opponent's soul." Qing hadn't finished speaking yet.

砰

The floor nearby seemed to have been hit hard by something heavy, making a huge noise.

Steven was startled and looked around suspiciously.

Qing glanced worriedly. This was Kama Taj's mage. Even if he won, he would not forget to torture the enemy.

what

There were also faint screams, which must have been the fat man being tortured by Casillas.

It seems that no matter how powerful a person is, there is no way to defeat a trained mage in terms of soul.

And this kind of movement didn't last long.

After a while, Casillas, who had been standing motionless, came to life again.

Whirring whirring

The sound of heavy breathing came, and Casillas's face quickly turned pale, as if he had just participated in a marathon.

With the activities of Casillas, Ohmaeda was also resurrected.

But compared to the miserable look on Casillas's face, Ohmaeda looked relaxed.

"This is a really good move."

Without the support of the Technology Development Bureau, it would be too difficult for an ordinary Shinigami to switch back and forth between the human body and the spirit state at will.

Although he knew that Nirvana had been summoned by Ye Feng, Ohmaeda still felt that this move was more powerful. It could separate the spirit body with just one shot, which was not bad.

Seeing that the opponent still has some effect, Ohmaeda can temporarily pass him first.

But that doesn't have to be the case for Oliver.

He shook his Zanpakutō and walked towards the unconscious Oliver on the ground.

"Mage Casillas" Qing saw something was wrong.

Did you lose? Why?

Casillas did not dare to do anything after hearing the sound. He lowered his head and stood aside with countless complicated emotions flashing through his eyes.

At this time, Casillas did not open a portal to escape. With the opponent's speed, he estimated that the samurai sword would pierce his heart as soon as he made a move.

Now Casillas only hopes that Ancient One can detect the situation here, and the fluctuation Supreme Mage in the temple hub will definitely be able to detect it.

But why, she hasn’t appeared yet

Qing looked at Oliver, who was still awake, and Omaeda, who was getting closer and closer.

Standing up, he put his hands on his chest, and the orange fireworks magic disc instantly appeared in his hands.

"First, sir, please step back immediately." He spoke the firmest words in the most cowardly voice, with the trembling magic flame without any careful analysis of the enemy's strength.

"Qing" Steven also stood nervously behind, comparing the fat man who was gradually walking in with his unusually strange friend.

When he fought with Casillas just now, Steven could only rely on his passion and loyalty.

But now this scary fat guy.

Swallowing his saliva, he quickly pulled out a medieval long sword from the shelf nearby.

"Little brat, go away and let me purify him."

Seeing the other party's determined expression, Ohmaeda stopped and said,

For someone like this who couldn't understand Kyon, Ohmaeda didn't know what to say, so he explained casually.

But what was exchanged was a silent silence.

It was impossible for Qing to leave Oliver alone. As an orphan who was brought up by Oliver since childhood, Master Oliver was his father-like figure.

This little bit of magic of his can certainly not stop the opponent. Neither Master Oliver nor Master Casillas can do it, and Qing doesn't think he can do it either. He is such a timid and inferior person.

"First, sir, please leave." He was crying when he spoke.

Oh Maeda frowned, he knew this boy's emotions well, but it was precisely because of this that they, the God of Death, were needed to purify the void in the world.

When ordinary people become Kyoshang, they will mutate at different levels. Oh Maeda is not sure what this kind of person with special energy will become.

But by that time, the most dangerous person is not Oh Maeda, but the most important person in this life.

"Cough, cough, cough," Oliver's voice came from behind.

He was obviously not proficient in magic. When he heard Oliver's voice, the orange fireworks immediately dissipated, and his combat experience was out of the question.

Qing turned back and leaned down.

Steven held up the sword with both hands, neither advancing nor retreating. He hurriedly stood in front of Qing and Oliver, with a nervous look on his face.

Ohmaeda shook his head, waved his hand, and a stream of spiritual power surged towards Steven.

One of the binding ways. Blockage

Steven only felt a huge force acting on his hand.

clang

The sword fell, and Steven's hands and feet seemed to be tightly bound by a transparent rope.

"Shet shit fak#" Steven yelled, perhaps feeling that he was going to die.

Finally, Omaeda pointed a finger.

One of the broken paths. Rush

Ohmaeda did not increase his spiritual power output, but just pointed his finger. Steven seemed to be knocked to the ground by an inexplicable force and could not struggle.

For such a loyal human being, Ohmaeda would not kill him.

"Why do you want to kill me? I just want to sit down and talk with you." Oliver lay on the ground and didn't want to stand up.

"Because you are about to become a hollow."

"What is virtuality"

"You can think of it as something caused by the soul's fall into darkness. A mask will appear on Xu's face, and there will be a hole in his chest that cannot be filled." Oh Maeda sighed and replied.

"It turns out that thing is virtual." Oliver recalled for a moment, flipped his wrist, and a magical mirror image came out.

Inside was a tall figure without a head in the mirror space, roaring towards the sky.

"Is this also virtual?"

"Yes." Ohmaeda took a look and nodded, "Yes, I understand. You destroyed this thing. No wonder the people from SHIELD couldn't find this hollow body."

"Ahem, cough, cough, then will I become like this?"

Ohmaeda glanced at Ao, who was also nervous, and nodded.

"Maybe it's more powerful than this thing."

"Then kill me"

"No" Qing quickly interrupted without waiting for Oliver to finish.

"Child, the power of evil has eroded me, and I am no longer able to fight it." Getting weaker and weaker, Oliver said as if he sensed something.

"No wuwu" Qing was already in tears. She had brought him up with one hand. The fat Oliver was about to die. Everything happened so suddenly. Qing even went to buy traditional Chinese medicine for Oliver this morning.

Ohmaeda didn't speak. In this situation, he would respect the other party, and keeping silent was the best way.

"Qing, kid, you are just fragile-minded. It's time to go out and practice. You also have good friends around you." Of course, Oliver was talking about Steven.

Turning his head, Oliver looked towards Ōmaeda, "Your honor, please forgive them for their rudeness just now."

Ohmaeda waved his hand.

Oliver smiled and ignored Qing, who was still crying. Maybe he still had a long way to go in life, but he had already arrived.

The blue magical light shines in Oliver's eyes again. Compared with the aura just now, Oliver is obviously in a state of recovery.

The power of the temple is restarting

After a moment, little bits of magical light flowed out from Oliver's body, like a passing nebula.

"Master Oliver woo woo woo" Qing cried even harder.

Steven on the side also stopped struggling and watched blankly as Oliver's body continued to turn into blue magic particles and dissipate.

Oliver's eyes were completely covered by the blue light, leaving only his head, and he opened his mouth with a smile.

Qing knew that it was Oliver still encouraging him at the last moment of his life.

The lights in the temple hall went out after Oliver completely dissipated.