A Grim Reaper could only exist for about 500 years.
For someone like Blackie, who was over 300 years old, he could only collect 10,000 to 20,000 souls.
Most of the souls had already gone to where they were supposed to go.
There were also some that he kept.
Some were used as test subjects, while others were used as servants.
He could only take out about one or two thousand souls.
If there was a Grim Reaper who had been collecting souls for five hundred years without sending them to where they were supposed to go and kept them in his hands, he would probably be able to collect tens of thousands of souls.
This was probably a relatively close value.
Let's say that the person had obtained the Grim Reaper Scythe by accident.
When he obtained the scythe, he also obtained the souls of the scythe's original owner, which were probably in the tens of thousands.
It would be abnormal if it was more than that.
The Grim Reaper couldn't kill at will.
For example, Blackie had evolved a few times, but he still followed the rules of the Soulreapers and didn't dare to violate them.
So Chen Zhao had reason to believe that the souls the person before him used weren't the scythe's previous owner's inheritance. They were obtained by killing.
The person before him was an out-and-out butcher.
So, Chen Zhao killed him to get rid of a scourge for the people.
The Soulreapers were called Grim Reapers mainly because their control and manipulation of souls had reached a level close to that of a god.
Under the Grim Reaper Scythe's control, the 100,000 vengeful spirits moved as if they were his arms.
But even with the Grim Reaper Scythe, he couldn't combine the 100,000 vengeful spirits into one.
If he could, he might be able to hurt Chen Zhao.
But just having them advance and retreat together was like splitting their power. The threat to Chen Zhao was negligible.
In fact, it was pointless.
The flying vengeful spirits had already blocked Chen Zhao's vision.
But he could still sense the scythe's position.
Chen Zhao didn't care about the vengeful spirits blocking his way. He slapped the scythe through the air.
Suddenly, the scythe sensed something and immediately turned into the Grim Reaper.
Instantly, a terrifying power passed through his body and landed not far behind him.
Boom!
Everything within a few hundred meters was flattened.
Even the concrete on the ground was lifted up.
Chen Zhao felt it was a pity. "As expected, I shouldn't have hoped for such a long-range attack."
But Scythe was sweating profusely.
If that attack had landed on his body, he would probably have been smashed into pieces.
It was too terrifying. This kind of attack was too terrifying.
Moreover, from the looks of it, it didn't seem like he was using his full strength at all.
It was more like a casual strike.
This attack did not cause any damage to the scythe.
But all the vengeful spirits blocking his way were killed by the attack.
At the very least, thousands of vengeful spirits were destroyed.
No, it was too dangerous to continue like this.
Scythe thought of escaping.
But after thinking about it, he felt that running away would not only damage his reputation.
Moreover, he understood his own characteristics so well.
Who knew if he would find a way to break his ability in the future.
If I can't get rid of him today.
In the future, he would definitely become a great threat to him.
Finally, Scythe made up her mind.
Since he couldn't get rid of him here, he would drag him into a different dimension!
Scythe swung the Death Scythe at the empty air.
Chen Zhao suddenly felt a chill on his back.
When he turned around, he saw that there was a spatial rift behind him.
"This …"
Before Chen Zhao could react, the countless vengeful spirits in front of him launched their final attack.
Countless vengeful spirits slammed into Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao understood that the scythe wanted to pull him into the different dimension.
More accurately, it wanted to knock him in.
If it was just these vengeful spirits, even if there were ten times more of them, they still wouldn't be able to knock him into the rift.
It was like a small stream that was flooded. No matter how fierce it was, it couldn't break a well-made dam.
Right now, Chen Zhao was the dam that was blocking the path to forgiveness.
However, Chen Zhao wanted to see how the alternate space behind the crack was different from the one Blackie had created.
So, Chen Zhao moved his feet. The flood of vengeful spirits immediately rushed him into the rift.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Zhao was on the other side of the rift.
Scythe followed closely behind and entered this place.
"Welcome. You're the only living person who's come in here." Scythe floated high above Chen Zhao's head. "In here, I'm the only god."
In the sky behind Scythe, a huge patch of dark clouds covered the ground.
It wasn't an ordinary dark cloud. It was a boundless terror formed by countless vengeful spirits.
Even Chen Zhao couldn't help but gasp when he saw this.
"How many vengeful spirits are there? How many people have you killed? "
Chen Zhao thought that he'd killed countless people already.
But after seeing the vengeful spirits here, he couldn't help but exclaim.
Most of the vengeful spirits here were black.
This meant that this person had committed mass murder in a certain part of Africa.
"Here, you'll face me, who has the power of a million souls, just like this."
Scythe didn't even need to use the power of the Grim Reaper Scythe here. He only needed to slap down from above.
The dark clouds in the sky suddenly turned into a huge palm and smashed down at Chen Zhao's head.
Chen Zhao looked up at the sky-high palm and also slapped up.
The momentum of the world also turned into a huge palm and charged at the falling black palm.
Rumble —
Instantly, the sky changed color. Rumbles and shockwaves swept through every corner of this not-so-big space.
Scythe's expression changed. How was this possible?
He'd used the power of two million vengeful spirits to activate that shocking attack.
But this man didn't have anything to rely on.
How could he use that attack?
"Since you know that I know about the Grim Reaper and the Grim Reaper Scythe, you shouldn't have brought me here," Chen Zhao said, looking at Scythe. "Here, you don't have a third form. You can only be a spirit or a physical body, which happens to be the forms I like to face the most."
If Scythe kept fighting Chen Zhao outside, he could use the Grim Reaper Transformation to hide his body in an alternate space and avoid all of Scythe's attacks.
But here, everyone was in an alternate space. This meant that Scythe's greatest advantage was gone.
Scythe's expression changed, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "But here, I have endless power."
"It's not endless. Two million vengeful spirits seems like a lot, but it's not inexhaustible. At least to me, this number isn't that despairing."
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