The day to become the final boss

Wan Mo stared blankly at the screaming and panic-stricken human beings around him, as well as several strangely shaped human-like skeletons suddenly appearing not far away.

The first victim appeared, someone was accidentally caught by the fleshy skeleton, and he soon became a fleshy skeleton—from the moment he was caught, the flesh and blood on his body began to grow in size As the block fell, he stared at his bloodshot eyes, let out a desperate howl, and tried to grab anyone around him in a futile struggle.

So the fleshy skeleton quickly became one piece.

Wan Mo thinks he hates Resident Evil.

Wan Mo is an ordinary young man with an ordinary birth and an ordinary job. He is an ordinary person who cannot be more ordinary.

Except for the fact that he has nightmares.

Wan Mo has had nightmares for 15 years, almost uninterrupted nightmares for the entire 15 years, surviving in the mountains of corpses, seas of blood and ghosts every day in his dreams.Sometimes he even thinks that if his ordinary body and the non-human mental reaction in his sleep can match up, I am afraid that the world's top professional killers will have to bow down. If he makes his nightmare experience into a horror movie , the salary must be enough for him to enjoy eight lifetimes.

total darkness.

There is a scarlet in the darkness.

There are sporadic white in the scarlet, the red is flesh and blood, and the white is bone.

Wan Mo was on the edge of this huge area, missing the part below his right thigh. He waited quietly, waiting for the nightmare to end and his body to wake up.

He waited in the dark for a long time, and there was no sign of waking up after waiting for a long time.

He was a little flustered. In the past, his body would automatically wake up after dealing with all the things threatening him around him. This time the situation was a bit abnormal.

What's wrong?

Wan Mo turned his head and looked at the mountain of corpses in front of him. He finally found that there was a fourth color in the space that was only black, red and white. On the top, a little bit of bright light appeared in the cracks.

What's happening here?

Wan Mo resigned himself to his fate, dragging his tired body, and struggled to climb to the top of the mountain of corpses.

He felt that he was dying of exhaustion, and he was obviously dreaming, but he still felt that he had exhausted all his strength except breathing when he touched the gap that revealed the bright fluorescent light.

Then Wan Mo found that he had gone to another dimension.

There are countless large and small crystal balls emitting colorful fluorescence floating in this space, and there is a person floating in the middle—well, at least he is in human form, and his body also emits the same fluorescence as a crystal ball, making it impossible to see. I don't know his appearance, but he is extremely sacred.

"One hundred thousand." The voice of that person sounded directly in Wan Mo's mind, it was indescribably nice.

What?Wan Mo was indescribably dazed and confused.

"The total number of evil spirits you have dealt with in the past 15 years."

"..." One hundred thousand?There are [-]?Wan Mo didn't know whether he should feel unlucky or proud. "Who are you?"

"I am Yuan, and I am also the creator of many spaces."

"Including the space I'm in?"

"Yes."

"..." Oh, I must still be dreaming, by the way, I am indeed still dreaming, just wake up.

"Your body is dead. According to you, your body has hidden heart disease."

"........." Can I not accept it? ==.what is this?Another type of nightmare?

"Your world is one of the main spaces I created. For a long time, I have selected many assistants from there to help me support and manage some sub-spaces. Not long ago, I created another one."

A colorful fluorescent crystal ball floated in front of Wan Mo, the fluorescent light was constantly changing and seemed to cover everything, but if you look carefully, you can't see anything.

"Your soul is very special. Most souls will not be able to withstand such a long period of soul training and collapse - your body is dead, maybe you can help me manage the new space?"

Wan Mo was a little unwilling. He had used his body for nearly 30 years and died inexplicably. He knew that the nightmare of 15 years was probably caused by this source, and now he seemed to have no choice.

"What do you want me to do for you?"

"Help me maintain some laws and order in the new space."

"Law, rule? For example... what kind?" Wan Mo doesn't think that the wind, rain, thunder, lightning, space and time laws often mentioned in some novels need to test whether the human soul can kill [-] ghosts night after night without sacrificing. collapse.

"The law of death."

"..."==Death, death, your sister!

In this way, Wan Mo changed from an ordinary earth Chinese soul in the main space to the god of death in charge of the law of death in the secondary space inexplicably. Escape time, increase from ten to 5000 years.

Unfortunately, this is a magical world. People with magical powers usually have strong souls and like to avoid death in various ways.

Wan Mo dumbly accepted the rules of death in his mind, and even more dumbly sensed the first batch of souls that should die according to the law, which was too large for him to complain about. He deeply felt that the God of Death was a super farmer!It's just that farmers reap crops, while Death reaps souls.