The highest reward in the universe

In the middle domain, the Temple of Death.

Ye Huang leaned against the cold and desolate god seat without joy or sorrow, and there was a shivering human kneeling in a corner of the empty palace.

It was the attendant of a certain god under the command of Death, named Odis.

But the focus at this moment is not on Otis, but on the virtual live screen projected in front of Otis.

What was playing back on the huge screen was the canonization ceremony of the Fourth Knight of the Eastern Territory.

——That was Feng Candle's canonization ceremony.

The solemn ceremony and music unique to the canonization ceremony echoed through the screen in the dead palace.With the gradual development of the second movement, the deep sound of military boots stepping on the marble floor in the picture gradually became clearer.

I saw Fengzhu wearing a black knight uniform unique to the Eastern Region, walking slowly from outside the main hall of the Eastern King Palace.

The intricate gold patterns on the knight's uniform outlined his upright figure inch by inch, and the dark ruby ​​slightly hanging from the gold chain on his chest made him even more pale and charming.

If it was normal, Otis would happily post a series of barrages to praise Fengzhu's beauty, but now... let alone look up at the live broadcast screen, he wished he would be blind and deaf immediately, Then just pretend to be dead quietly.

Because Fengzhu is the "Successful Bird" in the legend of the Central Territory! ! !

It all started half an hour ago.

Half an hour ago, Otis had just been lying on the sofa and watched the live broadcast of the fourth knight's canonization ceremony in the Eastern Territory, but he was suddenly thrown by the collar by the god of lust he served and thrown to the Temple of Death.

At that moment Otis thought he was doomed.

Two days ago, when the servants of the God of Lust were in the Eastern Region one after another, he knew that one day it would be his turn to die.But he didn't expect this day to come so soon, and he didn't even go to the Eastern Region of the Eastern King, but the even more terrifying Temple of Death.

Just when Otis was trembling with fear, the god of death on the throne didn't even look at him.

Except for asking him to use his intelligence to replay the images of the Fourth Knight's live broadcast room for the past two days, all of Reaper's attention was placed on the virtual screen in the air.

From the moment Feng Zhu appeared on the screen, Ye Huang could no longer tolerate any existence in his eyes.

At that time, Otis had some vague guesses about Fengzhu's identity.

After all, in the entire Central Territory... no, it should be said that it is the entire universe, and there has always been only one person who can make the god of death make exceptions again and again.

That's what the gods call "the bird of death".

When the scene of Fengzhu self-destroying himself against the Eastern King was played back on the virtual screen, the murderous aura that was already looming in the Death Temple exploded instantly.

Under the overwhelming violent murderous aura, Otis, who was about to suffocate, became more and more sure of his guess just now.

——Fengzhu is the legendary "suicide bird".

The legend of the first-ever airborne officer who became the subordinate officer of the God of Death survived under the open and dark arrows of countless gods.

However, such a "suicide bird" turned out to be a human being.

A human sub-officer, even a human sub-officer of the god of death... This sounds more like a joke than a joke.

After realizing this secret, Otis was even a little bit overwhelmed.Because he didn't think he could survive at all, all he could think about was that Yehuang could give him a happy death.

It is estimated that when Fengzhu's knight canonization ceremony is over, it will be his own death date, right?

"Stay smart and get out."

At this moment, the slightly hoarse voice of the god of death interrupted Odis' anxious thoughts.

At that moment Otis widened his eyes almost in astonishment, he didn't even have time to wonder if he had heard it wrong, the ecstasy of the rest of his life made him take off the intelligence on his wrist very neatly.

He is not one of those gods who can only use specific intelligence.He had as much intelligence as he wanted, and it was nothing worth mentioning compared to his own life.

After Otis took off the intelligence, he put it in a half-open gorgeous gift box, and respectfully handed it to the foot of Death.After doing all this, he withdrew from this terrifying palace that symbolized death at an unprecedented speed.

Ye Huang ignored the smart device at his feet.

In other words, since the moment Fengzhu left the Central Territory five days ago, he has no intention of paying attention to other things.

The restless desire day after day, the desire in his bones and blood that kept churning, stimulated his nerves full of killing intent with a disgusting feeling of nausea.

That is no longer something that can be solved with patience.

With dark golden pupils hanging down, Ye Huang raised his hand expressionlessly and stabbed at his left abdomen.The ominous black nails easily tore his honey-colored skin, and the fact that a rib was missing in the abdomen seemed to silently indicate something.

Ye Huang didn't care about the warm blood and sharp pain when he pulled out his fingertips, even the situation was completely opposite to what ordinary people imagined.This kind of blood and pain, on the contrary, slightly soothed the plausible restlessness and anxiety in his heart.

But this appeasement lasted too short.

Because at this moment, the scene of Fengzhu swearing to the East King has been played back.

I saw the host of the canonization ceremony on the screen talking, but Ye Huang didn't listen to a single word of the nonsense.The only thing engraved in his mind was the knight's oath that Fengzhu knelt on one knee and read to the Eastern King.

At that moment, Yehuang abruptly crushed his throne.

Perhaps it was an illusion under the rage.

In the haze, the sound of wind candle swearing an oath gradually overlapped with the sound of him standing under the throne of God and reciting hymns half a year ago.

"I swear it here,"

[I thought about death,]

"Henceforth in my faith,"

[probably wind, candlelight, mixed with rosemary,]

"Respect you as king..."

[What a charming appearance...]

"enough."

The Grim Reaper put his hand on his dazed eyes, the blue veins floating on the back of his hand and the faint anger in his eyes spoke of his turbulent danger and madness.

Even though the God of Death Ye Huang was strong enough to order death, his words showed no signs of taking effect at this moment.

That hymn still echoed in his ears like fate.

[I have thought about death. ]

[probably the wind, the candlelight,]

[Mixed with rosemary. ]

[What a charming look. ]

[And now I witness death. ]

[Sniffing the rainstorm and gunpowder smoke,]

[And the fragrance of blood. ]

[Looking back suddenly,]

[Across the prairie fire,]

[I seem to see,]

[You sit upon the bones,]

[In this way, it brings me down. ]

[I have known since then,]

[Under this vast night...]

The voice echoing in my ears stopped abruptly here.

After a second, or a few seconds, Ye Huang laughed mockingly.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the extremely cold god seat, and read out the last sentence of this poem together with the wind candle in his memory:

"Love is harder to hide than death."

[Love is harder to hide than death...] 1

Yes.

No matter how restrained and how patient he was before, it was nothing but a dying struggle after a moth to the flame.

When Fengzhu read this poem, he had no way to retreat, and nowhere to escape.

For Wind Candle was death he could not resist.

The gods of the first universe are all hopelessly strong, and can survive even if their hearts are pierced, so that the guys in other universes subconsciously think that they have no weaknesses.

Yet the truth is, they have.

The godheads that the gods blatantly displayed are their respective greatest weaknesses.

Dionysus died of wine.

Mad gods die of madness.

And death must die from death itself.

Rather than saying that this is a high-ranking godhead, it is better to say that this is the private tombstone they chose for themselves.

After Yehuang first chose the godhead, he also thought about what the death that finally cost him his life would look like.

However, in the following 1 years, he watched countless people's death with a cold eye.

They cry, they scream, they scream.But none of them could ever equate with the death that bewildered him.

Until that day, until Fengzhu uttered that sentence——[I thought about death. ]

Whenever someone reads this sentence, whenever someone else threatens his life and death, Yehuang may laugh and let him appreciate the grace of death.

Although he was curious about what death would look like, he never wanted to just die at the hands of an inexplicable guy.

But that person is Fengzhu.

However, his weakness is wind candle.

That sinister delusion that he has been unable to suppress for more than a year, that love-hate madness that he has only incomprehensible for ten thousand years.

—that was death he could not resist.

So the right hand that was supposed to tear Fengzhu's body turned around and pierced his own abdomen in the end.He secretly broke the last rib on the left side and fused it into a ring, and chose to surrender in absurd and embarrassing manner.

After reading this, Ye Huang put down his hand on his eyes.

He stared at the wind candle that was still sealed on the screen with a calm and depressing expression.

For a long time, he said slowly in a hoarse voice to the voice input box below the live broadcast room:

“lemie costole (my ribs)…”

"ilmiosacriificio (my sacrifice)..."

"ilmiouccellino (my little bird)..."

"nonpuoiscappare (you will have nowhere to escape)..."