Elicia's Grim Reaper

"...huh... the hateful Zeus, the hateful Poseidon, the hateful Hades..." The gloomy and hoarse voice did not conceal the hatred in it, "the hateful night gods..."

"Kronos, did you make a mistake? We waited for the Night Gods to be regarded as basically not intervening..." He stretched fiercely and was not worried about his weakness being exposed to the silver-haired death before the gods. He glanced at his body that had become a little stiff due to sleeping on his stomach, and looked at the former god king who covered himself under a black cloak like a dead person in the underworld, "Or do you want to attribute the reason to us because you don't want to admit your failure? body?"

"...Damn little brats..." The hoarse voice seemed to be a little bit more angry, "If it wasn't for you, if it wasn't for you standing behind those unworthy descendants..."

"The Night Protoss is the embodiment of the rules of the world, and will never participate in private wars..." His slender and fair fingers slid across the chessboard where the chess pieces were neatly placed, "What we should do, Cronus, do you think it is because of revenge? Are you too heartbroken to even forget this?"

"..."

No matter how much you want to put all the faults on them, this is undeniable. If you can't do this, they can't exist, just like the Momo who can't overcome the "self" Si, will eventually self-destruct.

"So..." The silver-haired god of death who turned around and faced Cronus looked indifferently at the once invincible God King who had fallen from a deep cliff and lifted the mask covering his body that covered his once "glory" The dilapidated cloak revealed the divine robe that should have been shining, but at the moment it looked dilapidated and stained with blood. The divine power that had not been used for a long time quietly circulated, and the divine robe that shone with the light of the black star instantly covered the upper body, which was rarely used. The divine sword was also tightly held by the hand wrapped in the divine robe, "What are you doing here? Kill me?"

"..." Cronus gritted his teeth when he saw Thanadus fully armed in an instant. He used to look down on this god of death. The divine power that can only work on human beings is nothing in the eyes of the gods, but now they The difference between them made him hate it, if he could succeed, if Rhea hadn't betrayed him back then, if, if...

But no matter how many ifs, it is only ifs now, the reality is still so cruel and puts his miserable situation in front of him, the gods who once followed him were arrested one by one, and he was outnumbered, no matter how powerful he was, he could not defeat him The three world masters, let alone being imprisoned for so long, his strength must have regressed a lot, while his three sons have made great progress, one goes up and down, he must be the one who loses, but……

If he can catch this guy...

The most beloved youngest son of the Goddess of the Night... With him in hand, the Goddess of the Night is under her control... Hehe, with the intervention of the Goddess of the Night...

He will surely hold that supreme power in his hands again!

Never let go again, absolutely!

"Hmm... Kronos, you're not thinking of something bad, are you?" Seeing the inexplicable color flashing in the eyes of a former god king, Thanadus pouted, feeling as if he knew something.

"Hmph, you, a brat, can't know what this god king thinks." The former god king, who had some of his plans vaguely discovered, was once a god king after all, and it's a piece of cake to cover up something without blushing and heartbeating.

"You're enough!" Thanadus, who was getting more and more angry, swung his sword while listening to Cronus sip one kid at a time.

The moment the silver-haired god of death swung his sword towards him, a triumphant smile crossed Kronos' face.

The god of death has always been impulsive and irritable. This is known to all gods, especially when dealing with his physical problems, he is particularly easy to be irritated. As long as he is irritated, no matter how powerful he is, he will have a flaw. As long as he catches that flaw... …

"Bang!"

The sound of metal colliding had a strange tone, as if the colliding metals did not enter into a stalemate, but were bounced off and fell to the ground.

"Hahahaha, god of death, you lost!" Kronos, who had never thought that he would succeed so easily, couldn't help laughing out loud, without even seeing the expression on the face of a silver-haired god of death, "Don't worry, I won't kill you, it should be said that I can't kill you,"

Kronos pointed his sword straight at Thanadus' throat, with a smug smile on his face, "Although you are useless, you are also a god, so you will not die, I will make you my prisoner, Then, then..."

"Then, so that I won't be hurt, my mother god brothers and sisters will obey your orders?" The silver-haired god of death, who had lowered his head because he was defeated by one move, suddenly raised his head, with a sarcastic smile on his face , "Do you think that the Night Protoss will be controlled by you like this? Are you still the same God King Kronos? You are so stupid that there is no cure!"

"You!" Kronos, who had been punctured, had a look of annoyance on his face, but he quickly left the annoyance behind him. Anyway, he had been caught by himself, and then he thought Anything is fine, as long as he is alive, anything else is fine...

Thinking of this, Cronus, who was holding Thanadus' neck with his sword and reaching out to grab his arm, suddenly stopped because he saw the god of death who was standing still at some point. After moving a bit, the sword that was close to his neck pierced deeply, and the bright red blood slowly flowed down the sword, staining the beautiful grass in front of him.

"Varied……"

"...I will not let you succeed..." Ignoring the blood flowing from his body, the god of death with a sarcastic smile on his lips took a step back, allowing Cronus' sword to escape Grabbed his body, and then fell down slowly.

As the breath of the God of Death disappeared, the Temple of Death on the side seemed to be announcing the grief of losing its master, and it kept screaming piercingly.

"Damn..." Kronos, who had never expected such a development, hurriedly bent down to check the God of Death who had lost all breath, and when he found that he was really dead, he couldn't help but panicked: God can't die of it?why he...

"Impossible..." Kronos, who stood up and shook his head and stepped back, was really flustered. God was immortal, which was his initial cognition, but now this god wants to overthrow his cognition... Then , if a god is mortal, will he be killed by his three sons who have no way to obtain the power of the Night Protoss?

No, he doesn't want to admit it, he is the supreme god king, he will not go to death like those bug-like human beings, he will enjoy power forever in that highest position, forever!

Suddenly, a hand that was still stained with blood climbed up to his body with bone-piercing coldness. The familiar yet unfamiliar coldness made him unable to make any movements for a while, allowing the coldness to climb up slowly. His body, touching his cheek...

He could almost hear the chattering of his teeth, he was clearly the king of gods, he was clearly supreme, why would he be afraid?Why……

"Cronus, how could you kill me..." The voice that was still mocking him just now sounded in his ear, with a strange sense of stickiness, as if it would swallow him completely in the next moment, "Too It's too much...so much that I can't help but want to take you away too..."

"...Get out!" Cronus waved the coldness away from his body violently, turned around and saw the other person's appearance, and his eyes widened instantly. The god of death who "killed"!

Perhaps because of extreme fear, Cronus, who was laughing out loud at this moment, pointed to the god of death standing in front of him in a very awkward posture while the wound was still bleeding, and said loudly with a trembling voice: "Hahahaha ...I knew that gods are immortal, how could you be killed by me...hahaha...using such means..."

"But I'm really dead..." The god of death who opened his mouth to say something was interrupted by Cronus who was still shrouded in fear.

"I will not be deceived! I am the king of gods! The supreme king of gods! No one can deceive me! No one can defy me! Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

"I said Hibbs, is it okay to leave it like this?"

In the gazebo not far behind Cronus, who had already fallen into madness, the silver-haired god of death who was eating snacks glanced at the scene over there, and then quickly shifted his gaze. He was still eating. The picture of digestion is not good.

"It's okay, he'll be free soon." Although Hypnos's smile looked the same to outsiders, Thanadus, who was sitting by the side, could still feel a little bit of coolness, couldn't help shrinking. Shrinking his neck, well, don't offend Hibbs, he will be punished badly.

On the other side, the blond sleeping god who seemed to be drinking tea in peace, had a cold smile and was very strong. He dared to attack Thanadus, hmph!

When Hades rushed to the scene with his two younger brothers and took away Kronos, who seemed to be completely insane, the holy war that had lasted for quite a while could finally come to an end, and it was time for the warriors of the underworld to return to work Come back to work, the warriors in the sanctuary... who should follow their boss to beat the god king, who should return to normal life, return to normal life, as for the sea world, it is even more leisurely, only playing soy sauce in the last jihad There was basically no loss in the sea realm, and basically all the gods and humans went to do what they should, and the three realms were peaceful, as if the bloody war had never happened.

All the saints in the sanctuary were revived and thrown out of the underworld. The ice hell that was originally used to imprison the saints has returned to its normal purpose. Everything is fine, fine, fine.

But recently, Ilysia seems to have something not very good, at least a little bit of a chicken-flying feeling.

"I don't want it!" Trying to resist the god in front of him who wanted to put on the clothes held by the other party, the silver-haired god of death seemed to want to bury himself in the quilt, as if he wanted to bury himself in the quilt, and he didn't even look up. As for the words of resistance, they all sound dull.

"Thanadus... the mother god has agreed, so don't be awkward, okay, everyone is waiting for us, don't make trouble..." Hypnos, who has always been patient, continued to play his outstanding role. With the utmost patience, while pulling the quilt, he tried to persuade the one who was going to fight to the end to get up and change clothes.

"I didn't make a fuss!" The silver-haired god of death, who felt very aggrieved by being "blamed", jumped up and looked at the smiling Hypnos with accusations, "Why am I wearing it? You are wearing it?" Isn't it more beautiful?"

"Are you struggling with this?" The blond sleeping god smiled as if he didn't know anything.

"Hmm... yes, no... I..." Thanadus, who seemed to have thought of something suddenly, became less active, and a darker red color appeared on his fair face, "Um..."

"...the son of the goddess of the night, Thanadus, the god of death who is in charge of death," the blond sleeping god, who suddenly used the ancient language of the gods that has not been used for a long time, smiled and stretched out his hand to Thanadus who was standing on the bed. He asked incomparably, "Are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me, the son of the goddess of the night, Hypnos, the god of sleep in charge of sleep, until the body of the god is destroyed and the soul of the god dies?"

"..." The silver-haired Grim Reaper, who was involuntarily stunned for a moment by Hypnos' sudden solemnity, looked at Hypnos, who was still holding out his hand, and the smile on his face didn't diminish due to impatience, but became stronger. He was originally dissatisfied. A gentle smile that seldom appears as a god of death appeared on his face, and then he stretched out his hand, placed it in the hand that Hypnos held up in mid-air, and replied with extremely devout words, "Yes , I am willing."

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