As long as there is blood, the gods will kill you

Chapter 1297 The wandering soul traveling in the void

Chapter 1297 The wandering soul traveling in the void

The timeline returns to a few months after the day when the void sounded.

"Master Harukami, are you ready to leave?"

Nick leaned forward and asked.

"It should be so. I don't need to intervene here anymore. You and A Xin can take care of everything. You just need to try to spawn other death messengers."

Lu Yaoyao, whose body was shrouded in a black robe, said softly.

Without a specific body shape, this revenant cloak hid all her features.

Even the sound has become a bit deeper after being changed by the unknown medium.

Nick couldn't hide his awe.

He had witnessed with his own eyes Lu Yaoyao's transformation from the image of a goddess to the current image of a god of death. All he could say was that... he was worthy of being a god.

Even if I say that I am not the goddess of death, I don’t know what I am being modest about.

With Lu Yaoyao's current appearance, if he came to this world and walked around any hospital, he would scare a group of patients to death.

"Don't worry, Master Harukami, I will take care of you here. Just let me know if you have anything." Nick said respectfully.

"Okay, I seem to have recalled something. This trip will probably go to a very far place. See you again when we have the chance."

Lu Yaoyao nodded slightly.

"You...you won't come back again?"

Nick was stunned and asked.

He thought it was just a simple trip.

This feeling is somewhat indescribable.

He has died once, and now in this dead space, he is completely isolated from the real world.

It was Lu Yaoyao who gave him a chance to live again.

Now that Lu Yaoyao is about to leave, it means that the backbone is completely far away.

So where should these messengers of death go?

He was only a sixth-level low-ranking official during his lifetime and had never been a leader at all. Now it is equivalent to a "heavy burden" falling on him.

The whole pressure came up all at once.

"Don't look so bitter and resentful. The task I leave you is not too difficult. Our dead space is independent of the world and there is no danger to your life."

There was a hint of smile in Lu Yaoyao's voice, "You are very suitable for this job. I think you should give yourself more confidence."

"It is true that I will not return for a long time, but maybe one day, the soul messengers in various realms will be able to enter a common soul space."

Nick's heart was moved, and he had some vague guesses about the scene she described, "You mean..."

"Okay, go get busy. Things will be unpredictable in the future." Lu Yaoyao smiled and shook his head.

"Ok."

Nick straightened his back and said with a solemn expression, "Master Harukami, then I wish you a safe journey and complete what you want to do perfectly."

"Lend your auspicious words."

Lu Yaoyao nodded and drifted in a direction that even she was unsure of. After a while, she completely disappeared in Nick's eyes.

"He's really gone."

Nick looked at the direction in which she disappeared, feeling increasingly sad.

Quickly, he adjusted his mood and turned to look at the civilization that was still at war.

"Being in two different planes, I can't seem to be of any help."

"But Yao Shen is right, this is only temporary. If we persist in understanding and understanding death, one day we will discover a new path that may not be unable to interfere with the present world."

"Death never means the end, we want to create the kingdom of the dead!"

……

Lu Yaoyao didn't know that after he left, Nick began to brainwash himself and started to take chicken blood like crazy.

At this moment, she was floating in the void. It couldn't be said to be drifting randomly, nor could it be said to be moving with purpose.

Anyway, it’s just floating.

It doesn't matter where it floats.

There were no enemies in this space at all. There was only her and a group of undead messengers who had just become interns and had not fully become regulars. There was no need to worry about encountering danger.

“Where do I want to go, what do I want to do, and what am I looking for?”

Lu Yaoyao was puzzled and just wandered around.

After experiencing a rapid recovery of strength in the beginning, her speed of improvement has now slowed down a lot.

With the soul messengers providing her with a steady stream of "shares", Lu Yaoyao didn't need to worry too much about her strength.

She really wants to get her memory back, at least to know what happened to her before, where she came from, and whether she has any relatives or friends.

Lu Yaoyao continued to wander. If he met a suitable civilization, he would transform some soul messengers here and there, leave messages for them, and let them explore on their own. Then Lu Yaoyao began to drift again.

She was shaking so hard, not to mention, she really left behind one legend after another about the "God of Death" and "Goddess of Death".

This dead space is very special.

I don't know if it's because the space has changed on its own after staying for a long time, or because Lu Yaoyao's strength has improved and he can do more things.

She can enter the high-frequency space channel state at any time. There is no resistance in the entire dead space, and there are no materials such as meteorites.

If her speed is at full speed, she can display speed far beyond her current level.

From drifting slowly at the beginning to traveling at high speed, Lu Yaoyao went rampant and vented his confusion.

I don't know how long it took, but her speed gradually slowed down, and she had an inexplicable premonition in her heart.

The area not far ahead seems very familiar, very, very familiar...

So where is it?

She moved slower and slower until ruins appeared in her eyes.

This is a dangerous area of ​​scattered nebula particles, and it can be seen that it was the relics of a certain civilization.

A large number of plate fragments are floating in the air, and some materials that survived by chance retain vague words.

There are no resources here, which means that no one comes close, and no one will bother to clean up the ruins.

Lu Yaoyao slowly floated over the debris of the ruins, trying to touch one fragment after another with his fingertips.

"I...recognize this place?" she murmured to herself.

"My head feels so itchy, it feels like I'm about to grow a brain..."

She wrinkled her face and covered her head with her hands.

The hazy memories are constantly spinning, as if something is about to be uncovered.

This feeling was not pleasant, so she endured it while continuing to explore the ruins.

"Da Zhou... Night Patrol Division..."

"Dazhou..."

"I seem to remember something."

Lu Yaoyao bit her lip lightly, clenched her fists tightly, and the rolling memories buzzed, everything changed from blur to clarity.

It's just that this so-called clarity is not as beautiful as imagined.

When everything faded away from the fog and appeared in front of her, it was like looking at familiar and unfamiliar photos.

Those scenes, those characters.

It seemed like I had seen it somewhere, but it seemed like I had never seen it before.

"Is this my civilization?"

"How long has it been in ruins, why is it like this, and are there any survivors?"

Seeing this ruins, the sadness is not completely sad, and the joy is not half joyful.

It can only be said that instead of solving her questions, it created more and more confusion.

Want to know everything, eager to know everything!

Lu Yaoyao gradually stopped, his eyes full of longing.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in her mind.

"Jiang...you?"