I created a god

"...His Majesty Pluto?" Someone uttered a raving in the crowd.

But now there is silence between the heaven and the earth, except for the roar of the waves of the Styx River, no one speaks, so this sound seems particularly abrupt.Everyone took it into their ears, and it seemed as if the door to a new world had been opened in an instant. They were all shocked, and their eyes looked up like a torch.

As the center of countless gazes, Hexin only felt that he would suffer.Subconsciously pulled a few strands of divine light, and the thick mist obediently floated over, successfully covering up his expression of doubting life.

Hessing: No, how did you guess it? ? ?

Thinking about it carefully, everyone in the underworld basically knows each other's strength. The sudden appearance of Hexin's show - they did consider several adults who might make a move in their minds at the first moment, but they all denied it in the next instant. .The movement that resonated with the entire underworld was obviously not the handwriting of those few people.And there are very few people who can achieve this level. After eliminating most of them, it seems that only the most unlikely and most probable figure is left.

"You... no, you..." The nearby soul envoy subconsciously stretched out his hand towards Hexin, as if he wanted to touch it, but he froze in mid-air as if he had been burned again.

Obviously, no one has noticed any changes in the deepest Hades during this period of time, and the Lord Judge who is in charge of guarding the Hades has not heard any news, but why——

"When did you..."

They saw Hexin hovering condescendingly, and seemed to cast a glance here.

A few more people couldn't help but took a few steps forward.Compared with the normal expressions of awe and fear, now their faces are more disbelief, wanting to test, and vacillating, vain and unreal.

"Are you really awake?"

The voice was low, as if it was afraid that if it was louder, it would startle the figure away.

No one could see the man's expression clearly, it seemed that after a breath, this short but extremely long and difficult second for everyone, Hexin finally moved.He first raised his hand, threw the sickle in his hand, and returned it to its original owner.

After Gao Hua's weapon was separated from Hexin's power, it immediately returned to its original appearance, like a treasured sword with sharpened edges again.

The soul envoy who took it stretched out his hand subconsciously. He was still a little embarrassed by Hexin's sudden injection of power, but now he finally staggered and stood up, half-kneeling and looking up.Even though he couldn't see clearly under the cover of a layer of fog, he seemed to want to engrave that person firmly in his heart, tightening his hand holding the sickle little by little.

As for the remaining warmth from that person's palm remaining on the weapon, there is absolutely no such thing.The breath around Hexin's body was like the extreme cold that never melted all year round, and the weapons he touched were even more inhumanly cold, which made the spirit envoy who still insisted on retracting the weapons shiver, and only clenched them more silently.

At this moment when no one dared to act rashly and everyone was cautious, Hexin made a decisive decision and decided to continue running.

Of course he can stop and explain clearly to everyone, but the "Pluto" who upholds the character design can't - the president has always been a character who is too lazy to beep, and he just throws up his sleeves and leaves when it's over. It's not up to him what the people below think within focus.

Compared with the same location in the wilderness and hills before, Lu Hexin behind the Seventh Gate is very familiar, and I believe that his body will be found soon.

Seemingly aware of Hexin's intention to leave, the soul envoys immediately wanted to stop it—this was not a question of disrespect, it was purely subconsciously driving the body to do so.

However, how could they stop Hexin.

The figure flew away lightly, like a ray of wind passing through the crowd, and it was hard to see the trajectory.When Hexin appeared again, he was already standing behind the seven doors.

After being stunned, the soul messengers became more and more sure of something, and directly put the weapons in their hands into their bodies.That is the existence as a part of their body, and it is naturally retractable, but few people do this.After all, weapons are spears to display their power and shields to protect their existence.It has almost become a habit to point the sharp blade at the outside world all the time.

But now, no one dared to show the coldness in front of Hexin.

The soul envoys, who experienced the feeling of empty hands for the first time, tried their best to suppress the uncomfortable feeling, kicked their feet, like countless white birds jumped up, and rushed towards Hexin.The tone could not hide the anxiety, "Please wait a moment!"

The dead souls below looked up at the soul envoys flying past one by one, and exclaimed.It was the first time for them to feel such vivid fluctuations so clearly from this group of ruthless, machine-like ghosts who harvested them.

But at this moment, a huge figure blocked the way of everyone.

——After the last door, the three-headed dog in charge of guarding the place woke up.Its six sleepy eyes hadn't fully opened yet, but its nose was already buzzing violently, and then it kicked its paws violently.

"Carobellos!"

[Carobellos. ]

Two voices sounded at the same time.The former is the startled whisper of the outside soul envoys, and the latter is the familiar soft call that suddenly sounded in his mind after thousands of years, and the two voices coincide at this moment.

The latter's voice from Hessing clearly made it agitated.The vicious dog of Hades arched its body and sniffed, then raised its head precisely to catch Hessing's direction.

But before it wagged its tail wildly, Hexin said, "Lazy during working hours? Huh?"

Hexin said that he clearly remembered that this area should be guarded by a very powerful monster, but why did the evil spirit make such a big movement before but did not see it coming out, and it turned out to be sleeping.

The vicious dog who was caught fishing by his boss during working hours froze, then let out a low whimper, and wagged his tail flatteringly at him.It's just that the tail is a dragon-like long tail with scales, entwined with countless poisonous snakes, which looks quite terrifying, and directly makes the dead souls in the distance tremble.

Hexin who passed by just mentioned it casually, but the keen vicious dog was eager to get a chance to make up for it.

The three-headed dog directly stopped in front of the soul envoys, and its huge body rose from the ground, blocking the gate leading to the underworld.Saliva dripping with venom fell from its mouth, corroding pits, and a low growl of warning came from its throat.

Seeing that Hexin had gone further and further away, gradually drifting out of sight, the soul messengers drew out their weapons in panic.

"Get out of the way, Kerobellos! The situation is urgent, we don't have time to deal with you now!"

But the three-headed dog shrank its vertical pupils, unmoved.Its brain is not enough to let it know why everyone is anxious, it only knows that Hexin is clearly going to leave - then no one can stop him!

In essence, the Hades are all performing their duties, and there are very few people like soul messengers who have a clear superior-subordinate relationship with the god of death.Many of the rest are existences like three-headed dogs. In their eyes, it is useless for the king of heaven and Lao Tzu to come, because they only obey Pluto with full power from beginning to end.

Hexin, who sensed what was happening behind him, didn't stop him, and he wasn't in a hurry, because he knew that someone who could take care of things had already passed——

The thick mist completely enveloped Hessing, and his existence vanished into nothingness.Therefore, those who passed him were not aware of his presence.I saw the god in charge of death directly waving its wings and flying over, with an unpleasant anger on his face, as if the harvest would start in the next second.

Hexin, who continued to move forward, heard the noise coming from behind, mixed with "What happened?" "...Master Reaper!" De Hexin shook his head and quickened his pace.

But it is said that the long Styx river flows through most of the land of the underworld, and at its source - deep in the underworld, stands a palace.That is the Hades, the residence of the master of Hades, the monarch who is in charge of the kingdom of the dead.

In a world where the overall color is rather dark, this palace is dominated by black and silver, so it won't look eerie, but reveals restrained dignity everywhere.It gazes at the land majestically and silently, and can silence anyone who approaches it because of its majesty.

Hexin, who has more information, knows that there are countless treasures hidden in this palace, and even a random painting hanging on the wall may be a fetish of extravagance—whether it is worshiped by believers or offered by dead souls. , or the price paid by various gods throughout the ages for the opportunity to visit here...there are countless.

Since Pluto fell into a deep sleep, the palace has been sealed up.No one can disturb God's sleep, not even the dust.

Hexin ignored all the barriers and restrictions around him, and walked in directly.Then, in the deepest part of the palace, he saw his own body in a coffin stuffed with flowers.

Hexin's eyes paused when he touched the soft petals: "..." To be honest, isn't this way of preserving the shell a little unlucky?But for Pluto, death is as warm as going home, maybe just right?

As he thought about it, he slowly lay down in the coffin tentatively and closed his eyes.

The transparent body gradually merged into the physical body.After all, it is the Supreme God, and it took a little time to reawaken the self by integrating the power of spirit and flesh.After Hexin was completely fused with the shell, he slowly opened his eyes.

——The master of Hades has officially woken up.

I saw a slender hand holding the edge of the coffin, and then the god slowly sat up from it.The long, jet-black hair spread out in all directions with a sense of coolness, and a few strands hung messily on the cheeks, making the skin whiter even more.

There was no expression on that flawless face, he pondered for a while, as if he was still a little tired after waking up from a long sleep, he gently supported his forehead with one hand.But after a few breaths, the trance between his eyebrows faded away, leaving only a calm indifference, and in that indifference came a sense of dignity that did not require words.

I don't know if he noticed the master's awakening, but the originally dark palace was automatically lit up.Those rays of light come from the pearls adorning the walls, all rare treasures dating back to the age of gods, salvaged from the deepest seabed.Their light lasts for thousands of years, bright but not dazzling, gently dispelling all darkness.

The god in charge of the underworld has a pair of unusually deep pupils. He raised his head following the sudden light, and the boundless universe in his eyes suddenly fell into the stars, and what was reflected in it was not death, but a reincarnation deeper and unfathomable than death. .

Light and darkness, resurrection and death—they have been the greatest, most sacred and most unsolvable propositions in the world since ancient times.And when these factors appear together, this quiet picture has a huge and silent shock in an instant.

And as the core character of this picture, Hessing is also in a state of shock, even his pupils quake——

"..." He was so busy returning to his physical body that he didn't notice it, but now in the brightly lit palace, Hexin clearly saw the scenes inside the palace, among which the most eye-catching thing was the piles of official documents that piled up into mountains.

Question: 1 years of skipping work, how high is the workload of deposition?

Answer: Thank you for the invitation, I just died from overwork, but there are people in the underworld, and they are brought back again. Repeated death is like going home :)

Neatly stacked files piled up to the ceiling.The closest one is made of light and thin paper, while the farthest one still maintains the shape of clay tablets engraved with characters from the Age of Gods, vividly showing the development of civilization over the past 1 years.

Hexin was silent for a few seconds, then opened the system panel with trembling fingers, his eyes lingered on the previous character card, the more he looked at it, the more he wanted to run away.

But just at this moment, footsteps came from outside the palace.

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