Either the one who takes a sickle or the god of death - the Arad proverb

"Hait!"

"Hait!"

A man wearing a black cloak and covered with purple mist struggled to raise the long sickle in his hand again and again.

"Dong!"

The sickle hit Bob's lightsaber hard, and the latter's blocking style steadily blocked the former's hard attack.

The man seemed to be at the end of his strength, and he couldn't help but wipe his sweat.

"Merkel, the Dead", Yang Jian stepped forward and spread his hands, "You have been in this Shadow Maze for hundreds of years. I'll give you a chance to go out and make a name for yourself, why don't you grasp it?"

The man, known as the Dead Merkel, had sweat stains on his sleeves and looked contemptuous.

"Ha!", he spitted, "As a high-ranking dark elves, I have a high status, how can I be driven by you, the humble humans?"

"Especially the little loli", when he said this, his voice was obviously much smaller, and he looked at Qianqian with a squint.

"It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin." Yang Jian's mouth was filled with thought.

"Hmph!", the deceased Merkel glared at Yang Jian and his gang, "I don't cry and the god of death Merkel will never compromise. You guys will die of this heart!"

He barely supported the sickle with both hands and posed in a stance of resistance.

"Since that's the case," Yang Jian signaled to Qianqian.

The little loli took a deep breath and picked up the wand in her hand.

"The omnipresent spirit of light, summoning the eternal aurora for me - Grelin." As she muttered, a huge halo in front of her began to take shape.

"Hmm?!!" When the dead Merkel heard this, the dark sickle in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

The guy widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him.

I saw the halo constantly gathering into shape, and finally turned into a tall giant of light.

Aurora Grelin groaned and glanced at the dead soul Merkel, who immediately shrank his neck in fear.

"Aurora Graylin", the little loli shouted, "Teaching this kid a lesson for me."

The giant of light stepped forward without rushing and walked forward.

He stared at the dead soul Merkel in dissatisfaction, as if he had a natural sense of disgust.

Then, he raised his huge palm and pointed at the other party.

"Ziz".

"Ziz".

Accompanied by a burst of electric current, a chain of lightning shot directly at the body of the dead Merkel.

"Wow!!!", the dead Merkel screamed in pain as soon as he touched the current.

Immediately afterwards, the cloak on his body emitted a burnt smell.

"Wow!!!", the guy kept screaming, his body suddenly became ragged.

"Stop!stop!", he raised his palm.

At this moment, Aurora Grelin did not shock him again.

The deceased Merkel's hand stayed in mid-air. At this moment, his hairstyle was messy and his eyes were extremely melancholy.

It was as if a shabby old organ was ringing, and he trembled and spit out a few words.

"No...don't call me anymore...I...will admit defeat."

As he said that, a tear fell down the corner of his eyes unknowingly, falling to the ground, and a ding-dong sound.

Everyone's eyes suddenly widened, the legendary tears of the dead Merkel?
Chapter completed!