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415 Stories from the Mouth of Death (More to come)(2/2)

Guess who is the guy who really has the same ideals as you, you guys?"

Death smiled, as if Tyrel was embarrassed to make her feel very happy.

"I guess the Court of Life."

Tyrel casually answered the question of death, his expression remained unchanged.

"It's my brother, Sandman."

Death said a name outside the list.

They have seven children in total, and the order of growth and growth is "destiny", "death", "sleep", "destruction", "desire", "despair", and "joyful".

Among them, "desire" and "despair" are twins, and "happiness" is renamed "delirium".

There is more insight into death than Tyrell imagined.

Destiny is never simple.

Especially Tyrel knew a brother named Inaris, who was powerful but always hidden aside.

Sandman is a derogatory name.

He should be called the Lord of Dreams.

But the Sandman became his most resounding name.

Witnessing the world's first tragedy and nightmare Abel and Cain, summoning the three goddesses of fate to ask about the whereabouts of the treasure.

However, the process of reshaping the dream was not successful, and the two worlds began to fight each other.

The Sandman has fallen, but fortunately his treasure is still there.

And escaped from their sight forever.

Only one person who knew about these died, and perhaps some guys who survived the battle.

But those guys dare not say it out.

Because they were only merciless because of death’s men that they did not become one of the countless beings whose memories were washed away.

Survivors will be in awe of death because they cannot escape the control of death.

As for the other brothers, Death had no intention of saying anything.

"The guys who hurt Sandman all have one thing in common, that is, they are always awake. What do you think of this punishment?"

Death said casually.

Then he yawned.

Being rejected by a dream means being nervous.

It is not the awakening of not sleeping with a short and broken sleep, but the pain of living in the torment of spirit all the time.

Death will not redeem them.

For example, Nick Fury, who is always everywhere.

Nick Fury knew the "Sand Bag" because he took away this treasure and caused the Sandman to be transformed into the origin of the "nightmare" of the Demon Lord.

Nick Fury is so outstanding that he can also play a great role in intervening in the war of gods as a mortal.

Such a record alone is enough for him to be complacent.

But when punishment and curse fall on his head, no one will stand up and talk to him.

Knowing that most of the existence he has paid for has become a new person.

The other survivors will not stroke the tiger's beard for Nick Fury!

"Very cruel, but what are you going to do through me? Wake up your brother?"

Tyrel said this, and then sat directly on the ground.

He personally gave the person to Rorschach, and his strength was taken away by Iserel and he could not do anything now.

Like a mascot.

At this time, he seemed to be unable to do anything except not worrying.

The identity of the listener is not very strange to Tyrel.

"I want you to pay the barbarians for me as part of the exchange for the authority of dreams."

As Death said this, a slight snoring sound came from her mouth, and she was sleepy.

She looks a bit cute when she is sleepy.

"Why me?"

As soon as Tyrel said that, he knew that he had done something stupid.

Why is it him? Of course it is because he is the weakest now.

There is no room for choice.

He could not escape the control of death.

Because he died in this world.

Even if Masail came to this world with a piece of death, he could not take Tyrel's soul from the death that claimed to be Ashra.

Death did not answer Tyrel's stupid question, which made Tyrel breathe a sigh of relief.

If you only have a moment of embarrassment, that would be fine.

The King of Epidemics on the picture was finally completely furious.

Barr's constant control of him made him develop some rebelliousness that belonged to his children.

Being controlled and unable to fight to the fullest extent makes the Epidemic King have nowhere to vent his desire to destroy.

The poisonous mist began to spread little by little, breaking through Loki's blockade with all his might.

Dr. Dum, who was constantly reminded by Barr to let go of water, became the first victim of the furious king of the epidemic!

Teleport, smash!

No mercy!

The moment the King of Epidemic appeared behind Dr. Dum, his giant arm had already landed on Dr. Dum's head.

The whole movement was so fast that there was no time to react.

Maybe Mokot could react, but Rumlo was already weak and even the connection with him became intermittent.

No one can save Dr. Dum's life from the hands of the King of Epidemics, except himself!

There is also a midnight that keeps trying to master Dr. Dum’s body!

A sound like breaking a watermelon!

Dr. Dum fell softly to the ground.

Every bone in the body was broken by a huge impact, and this injury was fatal enough.

But Dr. Dum's will was particularly sober at this time!

The King of Epidemics still took back a little strength at the last moment. The rebellious child did not dare to put his father's will behind his mind.

But at that moment, the soul at midnight completely controlled Dr. Dumu's body, and under this blow, it turned into soul fragments and moistened Dr. Dumu's himself!

Thanks to the "great and selfless" Midnight for taking the heavy blow from the anger of the epidemic king on behalf of Dr. Dum!

There will be another chapter of about 4,000 words updated.

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