"I said, Lord Death. You are not watching me for a joke, are you?"

For a moment, all the gods of death felt the dead energy overflowing from Diokuz.

The twelfth god of death floating in front of Diorkuz felt Diorkuz's death energy and laughed in surprise:

"Hahaha, Diokuz. Are you sure you want to fight with us? We are called "God". Do you have that kind of strength?"

Diorkuz smiled faintly and looked up at Death. Although he couldn't see it, he still had this habit.

He said with a squinting smile:

"I have no intention of fighting with you, nor have I planned to go against you. However, if you want to hurt the people around me, then I can only say 'sorry'. If you want to hurt them, first of all, you have to face me, the 'demon king' who slaughtered 20 million creatures."

“….”

The god of death floated in front of Diorkuz and stared at Diorkuz with his skull.

A little while, he laughed:

"Diokuz, I find that I am more and more optimistic about you. Who would have thought that the 'demon king' who once massacred 20 million creatures actually got a little guy and the 'god' right?"

Diorkuz smiled, pressing his hand on the cat's head to prevent her from irritating.

Then, Diokuz said to the god of death with self-deprecating words:

"Isn't there a saying that overestimates one's own abilities? 'As long as someone hurts the people around me, I will kill you even if it's God!" Unfortunately, I am the kind of person who overestimates myself."

Diorkuz's words surprised all the gods of death present. That was definitely not a saying. Judging from Diorkuz's actions just now, he could do it and could do it.

As for whether or not you can do it, it is not something that God of Death needs to consider.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

“Hahaha…”

...

For a moment, all the gods of death laughed. They felt surprised, interesting, unexpected, and at the same time they felt that Diokuz was "overestimating his abilities".

However, they are very optimistic.

Sitting in their respective positions, observing Diorkuz, as if observing his soul.

The twelfth god of death floated in front of Diorkuz, stretching out his skeleton hand and said interestingly:

"Diokuz, I'm optimistic about you. Your 'overestimating one' makes me feel the reality of your soul. Maybe you are the real 'human'. Unfortunately, many beautiful places of human beings have been forgotten by them, leaving only... malice. Let me open the power of the soul for you. This is not unique. Every contestant will open the power of the soul, and you are just someone we are optimistic about. Of course, being optimistic does not mean that I will help you."

"So, I'm looking forward to your victory."

The twelfth god of death placed his arm on Diorkuz's head, and a force suddenly poured into Diorkuz's mind.

That is the power of the soul, opening up the connection between the body and the soul.

However, Diorkuz's soul and body are not the original wife, and there will be a kind of resistance.

"Huh? So that's it, Diokuz, you are really mysterious."

Death took back his hand and looked at Diorkuz in surprise. Diorkuz closed his eyes and checked his strength.

The power of one's own soul comes from the power of the soul, and the only energy of death is death.

With the opening of the God of Death, the Death jumped directly from the fourth floor to the fifth floor.

Feeling the power, Diorkuz smiled. Standing in place, the fifth floor of the dead energy can be said to have undergone a huge change.

The fifth level of Death Aura. All Death Aura attacks come with a ‘bombardment’ effect.

In other words, even if you pop your fingers, as long as you are accompanied by death, you will have a bombardment effect.

Bombardment is like a literal meaning. It is like a bombardment attack.

After a moment, Diokuz looked at the god of death in front of him and said with a smile:

"Thank you for your ability. I feel like I'm getting stronger again."

Death looked at Diokuz, then floated back to his seat and smiled:

"I said. This is not unique. Every contestant will have it, and everyone's soul power is different. Everyone's soul is different, so you don't have to thank me. If you become the god of death, the place next to me is yours."

In this way, Diorkuz led the cat away from the Temple of Death, and the twelve Gods of Death who watched Diorkuz leave said almost at the same time:

"We look forward to your future, Diorkuz."

Bangdong.

Diorkuz looked back at the closed door, as if he was looking at the god of death.

At this time, the cat lowered his head and apologized to Diorkuz sadly:

"Sorry, Master."

Hearing this, Diokuz smiled and reached out to rub the cat's head indulgently and said:

"You did nothing wrong."

The cat trembled all over and started crying in discomfort.

Later, the cat pulled Diorkuz to her home. It was her home in the underworld.

She led Diorkuz to the chair and sat down, then turned around and walked to a place one meter away from Diorkuz. Just as Diorkuz was curious about what the cat was doing, she found herself kneeling on the wooden board solemnly.

Not only kneel, but also worship.

She threw herself on the ground and knelt down at Diokuz. She couldn't help crying in tears:

"Master, I'm sorry. It's all because of mine, your eyes..."

Diorkuz quickly interrupted her, trying to stand up to stop her, but found that her body was held back by invisible force and could not get up.

"Master, I know you won't let me do this. But I really like the master very much. The master is too gentle and the master is too kind."

The cat cried, and tears had already fallen on the floor. She recalled Diokuz's tenderness and felt so uncomfortable.

"So...Master, let the cat be your servant. A servant for life!"

Diorkuz looked at the cat kneeling on the ground in front of him, and didn't know what to say for a moment. But: If this can make the cat feel better...

"…Cat, if you really think this is good."

“….”

When the cat heard this, he started crying loudly.

"From today on, I am the master's sword. If anyone wants to hurt his master, I... will never let him go!"

Click!

The cat pressed his hands on the ground, crushing the floor the moment she finished speaking. Her red eyes were filled with determination, determination, and belief.

Then, the cat quickly rushed into Diorkuz's arms and cried loudly.

"Master, the cat really likes you very much. Don't give up on yourself for others, please."

“….”

Diorkuz didn't answer and touched the cat's head and fell silent.

...

Three days later, the game begins.

Diorkuz walked out of the house with the cat. The cat beside him had changed. It had completely changed. The cat's eyes were filled with determination and belief.

The cat followed Diorkuz, never leaving.

Diorkuz was wearing a windbreaker and looked in the direction of the Temple of Death. He smiled:

"Cat, let them know how powerful we are."

At this moment, the cat was staring fiercely in the direction of the Temple of Death. She wanted everyone to prove her determination.
Chapter completed!