Darkness of Darkness

The name of the god of death has long been forgotten by people. The terrifying white bones under the black cloak are not a joke. Which handle seems to be a sickle that has formed a grudge with a living creature, and it can completely harvest everything every time. A wandering soul is such a terrifying legend. No one can escape the shackles of death. It would be better to say that the end of all things is death.Ying might really be an exception. Only he who has forgotten death can coexist with the God of Death, but he didn't know that the man who usually followed him like a shadow would actually be the God of Death in legend.

How powerful is the death sickle?It was the first time that the black dragon had tasted this pain since its birth.The black scales, which even Shi Tian couldn't penetrate, were now injured by the scythe, which was also a point of shock to the young man.But the black dragon didn't intend to let go of him at all, how could the ancient creatures bow their heads so easily?Legend has it that dragons will still give a go when they are hunted to the brink of death by humans, and no one has ever seen them run away.

"I want to sentence you..." The god of death raised his sickle high, and the golden pupils under the dark cloak shone with the prestige of death, "I will pronounce the sentence of death." The god of death is undoubtedly an existence that is friends with death. The concept of death seems to be his weapon. He can arbitrarily impose death on the head of every creature, and the next step is to wait for death quietly.Dragons are no exception.

The blade of the sickle drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, perhaps predicting the imminent danger, the black dragon gave up on continuing the attack on the shadow, and instead rose into the air and pointed the spearhead at the god of death, it knew it by itself Don't worry about this fallen prey, a person who has lost the ability to attack has no threat at all.

He couldn't hear the footsteps of the god of death. In his opinion, this "strange creature" in a black cloak was very different from the Hoss Landas he was familiar with on weekdays.When he was close to him, he actually felt a little nervous, completely...a strange feeling.And this point of vigilance has already been written on the boy's face.

The Grim Reaper stopped beside the young man, and the golden light under the cloak dimmed slightly.He hesitantly stretched out the arm of the bones, is he... afraid?Ah yes, which life is not afraid of death? "Don't be afraid... I'm still Hoss Landas, right... Still, as you know..." Death gently supported the boy's waist with his bony arm, and Ying's brows suddenly frowned. Of course, Bone hands are, of course, very uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry... Is it hard..." The feeling is really different, even the voice has added a little low and evil.The young man quietly looked at the golden eyes in the black cloak. There was such a strong breath of death... How many souls have been harvested before this breath of death can appear?It's so scary that even the dragon doesn't dare to attack at this time, right?

So strange...but so familiar...he knew only Hoth would say those words to him.He is the only guy who is good to me, a fallen angel, right?The young man raised his left hand with difficulty, trying to touch the face under the black cloak, but the other party... was resisting. "Are you afraid? You are a life accompanied by the God of Death..." God of Death said this, this is the face he didn't want Shadow to see, but now it has appeared in front of Shadow with such a posture.

Faced with such a sentence from the God of Death, the young man smiled wearily and said, "Fallen angel...the god who bears the sin, isn't he a perfect match for you?" The young man used to want nothing, and sometimes he even felt like an animal Acting like a baby in order to ask for food is a kind of redemption, as long as someone thinks about him all the time, anything is fine, let alone... a self-thinking god of death, he is already, very satisfied.

The Grim Reaper didn't avoid the boy's blood-stained hand anymore, allowing the slender hand to reach into the black cloak on his head.Bone bones... The young man smiled. Although the touch was different, he was relieved that it was just him, the usual Hoss Landas.The boy withdrew his hand and said, "What are you going to do... the things on it..." After speaking, he looked at the roaring black dragon hovering above his head, that was the real formidable opponent.

"I've said it before, it's a sentence of death." The God of Reaper's answer was very clear, and the young man nodded after hearing it. Yes, if it was him, he could really do it. Facts have proved that his sickle can hurt the black dragon. Then it is possible to lead it to death.

The young man looked up at the black dragon hovering above his head. It had a pitch-black body, an immeasurable and immemorial appearance, a roar that could shake the world, and black wings that covered the sky and beat the hurricane. It also had wisdom that surpassed human beings. I guess I can't find it anymore?No... In which world do dragons exist?The heavens... the heavens, there are only twelve heads.To be honest, I really don't want to. If I kill it, maybe I won't be able to see the dragon, right?The shock that even the soul could feel for a moment before will be gone forever.

"It's so beautiful..." The young man said unconsciously, the dragon really has a charm that makes all things subdue, Ying even wants...to control the power of this black dragon.

The god of death heard the young man's murmur, and of course he knew that the young man did not want the dragon to die, and he also understood anyone's yearning and desire for the dragon. The souls he had collected also had human beings who died fighting for the dragon. Of course understand, such a desire.But now I have to let it fall into the sky again!Now, this is not the age of dragons...

"There is no way, no one can subdue a dragon...Come on, I will help you to the side first." The god of death said, "be patient." The god of death hugged the boy's waist again, although it was a little uncomfortable, he still had to endure Just be patient.The boy also acquiesced, it seems that it must be killed, maybe this is the law?Things that should not exist must pass away. The roar of the black dragon above the sky, the young man seems to be covered with a layer of sadness. Dragons...are intelligent creatures, and they should be very lonely, after all …without a single companion.

——Just like, once myself——

The young man can only lament. If it is a legend, let it live in the legend forever. The young man looked at the book on the ground not far away, and the dragon totem on it was still shining abnormally.Let it be a legend.It is estimated that everyone in the future will only be able to look up to the dragon in the books, so I am considered lucky?

In an instant, Ying suddenly remembered something, as if he saw a ray of dawn light entering the dark corner of his heart.His black pupils were at their maximum, and the sudden stop caught Death's attention, "What's wrong? Shadow?"

It is estimated that only his extremely meticulous thinking can think of it. If it were someone else, it would be an eternal melancholy.The boy's eyes fell on such a book, and he recalled the faint magical atmosphere he felt when he first got the book. After years of baptism, why is the font on every page of this book so clear? visible?And who knew dragons so well to write this book?Want to understand a creature... Could it be... Is it really possible to observe it from a distance?

In the boy's brain, he seemed to see a creator of magic closely observing the dragon, writing something stroke by stroke on the parchment with a quill, and the dragon...beside him let out a low moan .Ying even felt that the dragon totem on the cover of the book was a magic circle that he didn't know about. Thinking about it carefully, more and more things started to go wrong.Why does such a book only have words on one side and the other half is blank?Isn't it too heavy to have a cover in heavy gold?Then change your thinking... This book is actually a hint.

"Hoss..." After the young man called out, the god of death responded, "Could it be... what crazy thing do you want to do?" The god of death knew that once Tingying called him in this tone, he probably thought of something crazy , and those things are usually unexpected.Shadow did not disappoint God of Death this time, it was still an extremely crazy thing.

"Hold the black dragon, don't let it die." Shadow's words made the golden pupils of the god of death brighten up. "Death has already pronounced a sentence on it, and it... has no value in life." Of course, this kind of crazy request of the god of death is not Will agree that if the black dragon lives for 1 minute longer, Ying's life will be threatened by 1 minute more. In order to protect Ying, the god of death would rather let the black dragon die faster.

This answer made Ying sneer a few times, and then turned to the God of Death and said, "Everyone's head was cursed by you when they were born, isn't it? It's nothing more than a matter of time, right?...In the end, it's death...time It’s just a delay, right?” The Grim Reaper has no room to refute, and Ying’s saying this shows that his heart is absolutely determined.

It seems that the God of Reaper can't beat Shadow today, and he can only compromise. "So, how long do we need to delay it?" The magic in the book." This is nothing more than a challenge, but he knows that the god of death will definitely do it. If he fails, then the two of them will die together, which can be regarded as the fulfillment of a long-cherished wish, but...the god of death who controls death and forgetting The fallen angel who died had no intention of losing.

"If you really control the black dragon, what do you want to do?" The god of death swung his sickle and turned around and asked, the power of the dragon is really an incomparably powerful thing.And Ying's answer to this is "of course let it..."

——Don’t be alone like me——

Ying felt like a black dragon above the sky, looking for the target but unable to move forward. The lonely black dragon can only wander in suffering, and can only fight again and again to protect itself.

Its roar shook the sky, and no creature came close to it, because it was an ancient legend.

But once it finds its purpose, it will cause turmoil in the whole world.