The Death Dragon Tyrant's face was as usual. It seemed that he was used to being scolded.
"I am talking to you kindly, but you scolded me. That's not right. Is killing the other party the only way to solve the problem in this world? If I kill your son, you will come after me to avenge your son. Even if you really kill me, my descendants will avenge me, and then you will have descendants. When will this end? "The Death Dragon Tyrant finished this sentence in one breath.
"Hey, are you serious? Don't you know that this is the territory of our Undead Divine System? Even if you kill us, you can't get away." The Death Dragon Tyrant sighed. "How about this, let's change the way to solve the conflict …"
The Death Dragon Tyrant could not finish his sentence. He could no longer stand the fear of his nagging. Countless rays burst out from his pupils.
The dense rays covered the Death Dragon Tyrant and Dumb.
"F * ck, you're actually serious. Why is a monster like you so unreasonable? Don't you know that it's very easy for you to not find a partner with your unreasonable personality?"
"Master … it …" Dumb reached out and summoned a bone shield barrier in front of him, and said blankly.
This was the first time he had seen a monster that could talk so much … and it was a Middle God.
"This is its ability." Gao Peng said. As long as it kept talking in front of the enemy, its power could be continuously enhanced. The enhancement brought by the Dragon Curse could be stacked up to 50%.
The Death Dragon Tyrant used the White Bone Law to summon a White Bone Barrier Shield. It was said to be a shield, but in fact, it was close to the level of a wall, and it was the kind of huge wall that was more than ten meters thick.
The White Bone Giant Wall was penetrated by the rays, and some of the rays fell on the Death Dragon Tyrant, leaving small bumpy wounds. The wounds were not deep, but they were very dense, and the penetrated wounds could not heal automatically. Fortunately, the Death Dragon Tyrant's body was dead and could no longer bleed. Otherwise, just the bleeding would make it painful.
"You are not the first one who did not give me face." The Death Dragon Tyrant's face was very ugly.
The Death Dragon Tyrant's face sank. "But your result will be the same as theirs."
The voice fell.
The space on the left suddenly broke.
A thick arm squeezed into the space unreasonably.
Boom!
The dark clouds were blasted apart, as if a gigantic hand was swatting a mosquito.
The dark cloud that was held by the giant hand was directly crushed.
The broken dark clouds tried to sneak out through the gaps between the giant hands.
This time, it wasn't the owner of the giant hand that attacked. Instead, a giant crimson sword descended from the sky.
The violent wind engulfed the dark clouds, and the cold light penetrated deep into the heart.
In just two moves, the Blood Eye Cloud King had fallen.
"This is the consequence of not giving me face." The Death Dragon Tyrant shook his head and said coldly. Then his style changed, and his nostrils pointed to the sky, "Fortunately, the ruler came in time."
"Let me introduce you. This is my new friend. He is also the god of our undead. To be honest, when I first saw him, I even thought …" the Death Dragon Tyrant said.
In the void, a ripple split open. The void seemed to be torn apart by a pair of cold hands.
In the pitch-black spatial rift, an existence that had absorbed all the light in the surroundings finally descended.
At the moment of seeing this existence, Dumb had a strange feeling in his heart. Gao Peng, who was merged with Dumb, also had a strange feeling.
This is …
The existence in front of them no longer swallowed light, revealing the gilded bones at the bottom.
The eyes that were not particularly big burned with a calm red flame.
The outer body was covered with a black and red armor. The surface of the armor was covered with cracks and scars, indicating that it had experienced a very cruel war. The body was not particularly burly, but it gave people a feeling that it could support the whole world.
But these were secondary. The most important thing was that seeing Dumb was like looking in a mirror.
Too similar.
It was almost exactly the same as Dumb, and there was not much difference in appearance!
No wonder the Death Dragon Tyrant would help us. Gao Peng suddenly realized.
"This must be fate," Ye Futian said. With a faint sigh, the existence that tore through space walked in front of Dumb and stared deeply at Dumb's face. Although its expression could not be seen because it was a skeleton, everyone present felt a sense of nostalgia.
"Maybe you can be a qualified successor," said the Death Master.
Gao Peng felt incredible. This was the first time he had seen a monster of the same race as his Familiar in so many years.
He was a little surprised, but it was not so difficult to accept.
Because the introduction of his Familiars never said that they were unique, and he had long proved that they could be mass-produced.
Since they could be mass-produced, then they might appear in the wild. At this time, Gao Peng could only sigh at the magic of the Creator.
"I don't think I can take on this responsibility." Dumb declined the Death Master's kindness.
The Death Master was silent, like the storm before a thunderstorm, and the atmosphere was particularly oppressive.
"You are the Death Master, the natural master of the dead. Even if you don't go this way, fate will eventually guide you to this path, just like I did back then," said the Death Master slowly.
"It's a pity that I wasn't as lucky as you back then, and I didn't meet a predecessor as kind as me."
Are you praising yourself … You really don't show any trace of it.
The Death Master looked deeply at Dumb, "You have a Monster Trainer? Don't worry, our Undead Divine System will not care about these trivial matters. If you become the successor of the Undead Divine System, you can also better protect your Monster Trainer. "
After a pause, Dumb said in a deep voice, "How did you find out?"
"I also have a soul divinity." The Death Master chuckled, "Although your souls are very close, I can still see a little trace. It just so happens that I have seen a Monster Trainer before."
"Well, that's all I have to say, think about it."
"Finally, I'll give you a friendly advice. Back then, I killed many Gods, so now I've become what they want me to be. But you must remember … you're the same as me, the Master of Death. They definitely won't allow a new Master of Death who can threaten them to appear."
"You are still too weak now, and you don't deserve the name of the Death Master. Do your best."
After saying that, the Death Master waved his hand and turned to leave, leaving only a fading voice, "Think about it yourself. If you think about it, tell Death Dragon. If you don't want to accept it, it doesn't matter. I never force you."
The Death Dragon Tyrant looked deeply at Dumb, "I didn't expect my godfather to value you so much that he wants to train you to become the new master of our Undead Divine System. But this road is not so simple, maybe you are right to refuse. "
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