After transmigrating into a god, I saved the tyrant who destroyed the world

From the first time he saw Isiris, Fell thought that this dying man must be vigilant.

He didn't know who the other person's real body was, but he saw that this person was unusual, and had an intuition.

When the man miraculously came back to life and gradually took on a human form under the sunshine, the ominous premonition in Feier's heart became stronger.

It was an accident that he stunned the other party with just a question - at least that's what Fei Er thought - he underestimated the enemy, and he didn't expect the hateful man to be so shameless.

"An annoying dark aura, what is your relationship with those disgusting undead!"

The giant dragon hovered in the sky where the wind and snow were once again spreading, and the powerful magic lines compressed in its mouth gathered together. The white light reflected by the dragon's pupils was colder than the blowing snow.

His anger shattered the corner of the snow-capped mountain, covering the whole field with a greater momentum than before, and the distant land couldn't help trembling.

"Dead souls are always lingering in the human world, and they are frozen deep in the ground... Few people know about this, let alone have the ability to liberate the dead!"

"Are you a member of the god of the underworld who is still dying? That idiot human being is protecting you so diligently!"

Regardless of whether he could get a response or not, Fer's killing intent had already been ignited.

however.

"I don't know who I am."

cold.

The faint words were extremely calm, but the expression of the giant dragon, who was clearly in the upper hand, suddenly changed, as if there was a heavy pressure on him.

But he didn't flinch at all: "It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, I don't bother to care about your other plans. It's useless for that idiot to protect you, just put you here..."

"You can't do it."

"..."

Every word uttered from the man's mouth, spread to the heights, showed contempt and indifference.

There is a huge distance between them, even one is in the sky, the other is on the ground, and their figures are extremely small.

But Feier suddenly discovered: it turned out that he didn't have a second, and he was noticed by the other party.

Esiris' strength is gradually being restored.

The official time would start from eating that strange golden flower petal, but before that, he had vaguely come into contact with the real "self" and discovered the existence of the undead.

very simple.

Cries for new birth came from the ground, and he heard them, so he satisfied them.

However, there is still a problem.

The subconscious told Isiris that his true power was only tied to death.Life can be harvested, but it is impossible to give life so easily.

"..."

"Sure enough, it's because of you."

Esiris' vision seemed to be able to penetrate infinite obstacles, and see clearly every detail of the soft face of the red-haired boy who was still sleeping in the distance.

The man who was protected by him and saved by him felt a little strange again.

In a short period of time, Isiris' mood was always capricious.

Sometimes joyful and sometimes depressed, sometimes restless and jealous, and sometimes suspicious.

All because of that boy.

The heart of the man who had been eroded by a certain source of power became cold again.

Even if the young man did bring light, the skin-piercing temperature of his arms that touched him at that time was overwhelmed by the pain of tearing the soul, inexplicably, making those who fell into suffering feel like they were redeemed——

And he should have been indifferent.

"So, who is he?"

"What?"

"You talk about every word, because of him, the one who is jealous of me."

"Who the hell is jealous of you! No, who the hell is talking about that idiot?"

In the blizzard, Phil was roaring.

He didn't come here to hear a joke when he appeared aggressively at this time, and Esiris' attitude added fuel to the fire.

"Pretentious coward, stop fucking nonsense!"

The overwhelming flames cut off the white curtain in an instant, and the layers of snow melted before they approached.

But this blow failed to touch Isiris, the black-haired man seemed to be nothing, the only thing the flames streaked across was the air, his shallow figure was shattered, and soon closed silently.

"It's boring."

Esiris said lightly.

The existence of Feier is still ignored. In fact, today's man has lost interest in everything, no matter what the existence in front of him does, he is not interested.

Walking slowly to the depths of the uninhabited ice field, there are no footprints where they land.

Like a closed curtain, the snow-white creatures transformed from undead consciously filled the place where the man walked, and the plants crushed by the collapsed ice cubes re-grew elsewhere, swaying silently.

Then he closed his eyes, and time seemed to stand still.

The thought of reincarnation of the lord of the underworld covered the ice field, and soon, it went further.

The death of everyone in a certain city is within his thoughts.

The mortals who turned their hatred, loathing, and scorn on him are sleeping far away.

The priests who wanted to put him to death knelt before the idol and prayed.

They were all living a good life, just so good that Isiris recalled his biting hatred in those few days.

Even if there is no disturbance in my heart now, I should "revenge" by the way.he thinks.

"You... Sure enough, you are the underworld god, a follower!"

Phil was absolutely sure.

He couldn't move for the time being, because the incomparably cold death energy was accumulating under the extremely thick layer of ice and leaking to the surface, obviously being affected by the man in his field of vision.

"The remnants of the underworld, who haven't fucking disappeared, are chasing after that adult."

Feier was shivering from the death air, and the pain was comparable to when he crossed the eternal night area to find his dream lover, "I didn't find out earlier..."

"Must-kill you!!!"

Boom!

Isiris' footsteps did not stop, but the scorching fire that dispelled the night fell from the sky and blocked his way.

Phil got serious.

His life star naturally also appeared in Esiris's mind.

Compared with other tiny starlights, the dragon's star point is a huge flame, but the shape seems to be partially incomplete.

This blaze couldn't be extinguished in Esiris' thoughts. After all, his strength had not yet fully recovered, and if they were to confront each other, neither side would be able to please them.

"Foolish. Your soul is incomplete, and the fire of life will be extinguished before you kill me."

"What's wrong with me being happy? Listen to me! Even if that woman is just a counterfeit, I won't allow the bastard from the underworld to continue hurting him!"

Esiris still said calmly: "Really. You're still a 'stupid', you think there is some kind of connection between me and him, so you have jealousy and hatred towards me. In order to protect him, knowing that you will die, Still willing to sacrifice his life.”

Fair almost choked himself to death: "...What are you talking about?!"

There seems to be something wrong.

The dragon is a very normal dragon, but the reincarnation of Hades is unexpectedly not so normal - he is not silent at all, in a sense, unexpectedly very KY.

"It's really incomprehensible that you keep stating that you hate that woman and then firmly defend her."

"It's up to you—"

"Is this the feeling that only human beings talk about? It seems that you really 'like' him."

"piss off--"

"But you don't want to say it, you only have the courage to vent your anger and jealousy."

"you you!"

"Poor creature."

With a few words without any ups and downs in his tone, this man knocked down the hill-like giant dragon, made him more and more dull, and his heart was riddled with holes.

Finally, he said: "You seem to know my origin. Tell me what you know, and I can give you a peaceful eternal sleep."

With this statement settled, the world once again freezes.

The man's pitch-black eyes gathered endless shadows, neither the flames of the giant dragon nor the whiteness that took away the sky could add a trace of color to it.

He is pale and beautiful, and even the darkness makes all things pale.