This was a gloomy and dim world. A thick layer of cumulus clouds floated in the sky, covering the whole sky. Outside the dark clouds, light penetrated with difficulty, hitting the ground under Fatty's feet little by little.
The ground under his feet was hard rock, and the rock was red. The red color could not be seen, spreading to infinity.
This place was like a wilderness.
And he was standing in this wilderness. Of course, he was not alone. There were others, but they were not close to him. The nearest one was at least ten feet away from him.
"Welcome to the world of death, to the Death God's Realm!"
In the distance, a mocking voice reached Fatty's ears, causing him to raise his head and look in that direction.
"What is that?"
Not only him, but the others around him also had the same question in their hearts. Some people even asked directly.
In the distance, in this red land, about a hundred meters away from Fatty, there was a protruding rock that looked like an altar. On this altar stood a tall figure, and the voice from before came from its mouth.
Looking from here, the appearance of that thing could be seen very clearly in the field of vision.
It was nearly ten meters tall, and its body seemed to be made of divine iron. Its entire body was covered in black scales, and it had a ferocious head with a tall, curved horn on its head. On its back, there were huge bat wings that flapped from time to time. All of this indicated that this thing was not ordinary.
"A demon?"
Fatty was surprised. The appearance of that thing was too similar to the demons in myths and legends. Furthermore, Fatty sharply observed that this demon didn't have any aura at all. If he hadn't seen it clearly with his eyes, he would have thought that it was just a statue or a pile of air.
"Welcome, welcome, toys, welcome to the Death God's Paradise!"
"From today onwards, your lives, your everything, no longer belong to you, but to the great Death God. At the same time, it also belongs to me!"
"As you can see, I am a great Demon Lord named Sauron. I am your guide. However, I don't like the title 'guide'. I prefer you to call me Lord Sauron, understand? "
The Great Evil Demon flapped his wings and crossed his thick arms in front of his chest. His blood-red eyes looked down with ridicule. His eyes were filled with contempt and ridicule, as if he was looking at a group of pigs. He didn't even bother to hide his disdain.
"Why?" Someone in the distance roared in a low voice.
"Why? Wow, wow, wow, this question is very interesting. Yes, very interesting! " Sauron turned his head and looked at the person who questioned him with his blood-red eyes. At the same time, he stretched out his sharp right claw and gently touched his chin, looking like he was in deep thought.
"Why? Why was that? Hmm, I think it's probably because … I'm stronger than you! " A cruel glint flashed in the fiend's eyes. The wings on his back flapped, and a huge blood-red light fell from the sky and wrapped around that guy.
Then, amidst the sounds of struggling and howling, the questioning fellow was slowly corroded by the crimson radiance. His flesh, bones, and even his soul turned into nothingness and vanished completely.
It was as if he had never appeared.
The people around, including the fat man, trembled fiercely and did not dare to make a sound. Some even lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at Soran in the distance.
"Very good, I like your attitude very much, hahaha!"
"This is the respect for the strong. It's also the first thing you have to learn when you enter here. Always maintain a heart of respect for those who are stronger than you."
"I don't care what you learned in the Overgod Space, but when you come here, you have to always remember that there are no hard and fast rules here. The fist is the truth, everything is everything!"
"As long as you're strong enough, you can do whatever you want to whoever you don't like!"
"Including killing me!"
"Of course, the prerequisite is that you have to have the strength to do so, hahahaha!"
Soran laughed loudly. Looking at this group of people, he became happier and happier. After laughing for a long time, he finally calmed down and continued to speak to the Reincarnators.
"I think you all remember what happened to you before. That's right, you're all dead. Killed by your enemies, or obliterated by that big ball of light!"
"So, what about you? You're all dead!"
"It was the almighty Death who chose you, brought you here, and gave you a second chance. So, from today onwards, you're no longer Reincarnators. Change your titles. You'll be called hunters. Of course, you're not Reincarnators yet. This is just preparation. Only those who complete a mission and survive are worthy of the title of hunter!"
At this point, Soran flapped the huge bat wings on his back. Suddenly, streaks of dark red light appeared on the arms of everyone present, forming something similar to the Overgod's wristwatch. However, the shape was more ferocious, with a skull engraved on it. It was a dark red wristwatch with distinct edges and corners.
"You must have guessed it by now. That's right, this thing is similar to the Overgod Space's wristwatch. The Death God's Space is similar to the Overgod Space. In addition to your daily missions, you also need to participate in group battles!"
At this point, Soran laughed coldly. "However, the target of your group battles is not yourselves, but the people in the Overgod Space."
"Every time you participate in a group battle, you'll be sent to the same mission world as the Reincarnation teams in the Overgod Space. You'll hunt each other. The more Reincarnators you kill, the greater your rewards. Believe me, the almighty Death is much more benevolent than that big ball of light!"
"However, if you fail, only death awaits you."
"The Death God's Space doesn't need trash. I don't care how carefree you were in the Overgod Space, but here, you'll have to put your lives on the line. Even if it's a normal mission world, it'll be unforgettable for you."
"The Death God's Space is different from the Overgod Space. We only need the strongest. Similarly, the reason why we chose you is because we're rivals with them. "
Then, Soran flapped his wings again, and a light screen appeared in front of all the Reincarnators, not the hunters.
"The light screen is playing the scene before your death. To be honest, I like your unwillingness and resentment. This is also the reason why you were chosen!"
Fatty looked at the light screen in front of him. The light screen was playing the scene of him being killed by the Overgod. Similarly, there was Alice, who had been resurrected. She stood at the side and watched as he was killed like a beast. Her eyes were filled with delight.
The more he watched, the angrier Fatty became.
He was unreconciled. He wanted revenge. He wanted to kill Alice and even take revenge on the Overgod. It was just that at the beginning, he didn't know how to take revenge. He didn't have any idea. But now, he had.
Alice …
"Wow, I smell the scent of hatred. Such a strong aura of hatred. Little Fatty, it seems like you're very unreconciled!"
Soran's gaze suddenly turned, and a pair of blood-red eyes looked in Fatty's direction. His voice rumbled. "Let me see. Oh, so that's how it is. You were killed by the Overgod Space, and the Overgod Space even resurrected your enemy. Tsk tsk tsk, how infuriating!"
Soran's voice successfully shifted the attention of the people around to the fat man. At this moment, the fat man felt a resentful gaze directed at him.
Fatty's gaze turned cold, and he immediately looked in that direction.
With just a glance, he saw a black-robed figure standing in the distance.
Long golden hair, a handsome and devilishly charming face, a pair of deep and dark eyes, and a familiar aura that he couldn't forget even if he tried to restrain it.
In an instant, Fatty recognized this fellow.
"It's you? Accardo? "
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