Low Dimensional Game

Chapter 437: The God of Death Has Arrived

“Lord of Death!”

“I’m the Master of Death!”

The earth-shaking roar shot out from the first layer of hell, and the call from the owner of the City of Bones, Flosa, resonated throughout the hell, his voice was as if it could penetrate the space barrier.

The Level Eight City of Bones was gradually formed in the sky, it used infinite dead spirits as cornerstone, exhausted the power of the first layer of hell, cthe power of Flosa and more than ten mythical lords, the mythical power of Level Eight was palpable in the sky.

The dead creatures above the earth were all kneeling down, whether it was the witches who were howling, the fearsome Devil Witch, the Soul’s Corpse that emitted a massive black smoke that shot up to the sky, or the Death Knights who were leading tens of thousands of Corps of the Undead.

In that moment, all within sight was kneeling down in front of Flosa. They knelt down under the great City of Bones, no one dared to resist, and no dead spirit dared to look up at them.

The City of Bones which was imitated from a Floating-Space City was undergoing a drastic change in that moment; the bones which were stacked on top of each other were wriggling and merging.

The Bone Heaven’s Ring was bred in the bones, the heart of the dead spirit was a version of the magic machine, it was crazily devouring all the dead creatures around, and finally it stimulated its blood, as if the heart was beating, supported the entire Level Eight City of Bones in its operation.

The divinity was akin to a mythical template of a Level Eight, it was integrated into Flosa’s body, and helped him took the final leap; but he was only a Level Eight when he was in Maria’s World. If he left Maria’s World, his power would fall quickly, and the power which he acquired from the world would quickly dissipate.

Incorporating the divinity of death also represented his declaration of war with the God of Death, Cetisius; it was the battle for the position of gods and the battle of their powers. They would fight to the end.

The mythical territory of the God of Death struck from the sky, it enveloped the vast and sprawling City of Bones, the light of the rules surged, and it engaged all of the Corps of the Undead.

Several Towers of the Dead Spirit rose from the City of Bones, the top of the Tower of the Dead was burning in flames, and it was like a lighthouse which guided all the dead spirits. Hundreds of millions of dead spirits roared and circled in the sky, they roared and shrieked around the Tower of the Dead.

One after another, the figures of the Lords of the Dead Spirit rose from the Tower of the Dead Spirit, one after another, they protected and guarded the master of the City of Bones, Flosa, who was in the central.

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The mythical body of terror carried the power of darkness, death, pain, and evil, and looked at the earth.

They set their sights on the entire hell.

“Declare war with God of Death!” The terrifying mythical demoness opened her bloody mouth and made a sharp sound, the air waves toppled the clouds.

“We’ll control death!” The bone dragon spread its dark wings and roared on the Tower of the Dead Spirit.

“Be a true master of hell!” The mythical Devil Wizard waved. They saw the power of the plague, the crows were circling, and the hordes of the dead were moving around his mythical body and the Tower of the Dead Spirit.

The huge City of Bones was akin to a real boundless city in the sky, it stretched out hundreds of miles, and it was hard to see its end.

Finally, the City of Bones was seen moving; it hit towards the end of Styx and the divine territory of the God of Death evaporated the entire Styx. Then, it crushed the entrance to the next layer of hell as it destroyed the surrounding space.

The City of Bones crushed everything, and in an irresistible manner, it bolted towards the depths of hell.

Billions Corps of the Undead followed closely behind the City of Bones, they headed for the next layer of hell, where infinite Legion of Death and the servants of God of Death were waiting for their arrival before their imminent war.

“The Evil God! He has arrived!”

Standing at the top of the City of Soul, a Deathbringer in a black robe who was holding a bone staff looked into the distant sky.

Made entirely of huge bones, the City of Bones was wriggling and crashing; it occupied the entire sky, carried along dark clouds and the power of death, swept across the sky and killed thousands of Deathbringers and saints of God of Death in the sky.

Above the earth, there was an infinite number of Corps of the Undead. They were covering the earth like ants; they had subdued and destroyed several Cities of Soul on the earth.

Its terrifying power made others shuddered.

Deep in hell, chaos could be seen everywhere, the Corps of the Undead were fighting in all places, they could see the power of death since ancient times, the horrible monsters and dead spirits which had evolved, and the dead creatures that had been banished from the core world to the World of Death for thousands of years, they were all rioting.

The insurgency of the lords from the depths of the Nine Levels of Hells, weighed heavily on the other end of the scale.

And at that moment, the guardian of the Gates of Hell, the mighty soul-eating goat devil, Heim, crossed the earth like a mad man and headed towards the depths of hell.

He had transformed its mythical body into thousands of meters tall, when he stepped onto the City of Soul, soul-eating flame would blast which instantly ignited the city, and burned thousands of souls and Deathbringers into ashes.

The giant steel fork of the soul-eating goat devil, Heim, penetrated any saints of the God of Death in front of him, and swallowed them down with a mouthful, flames was surging in his gigantic mouth, one could hear the saints shrieked in his flames.

He penetrated one layer after another and he finally reached the final City of Qiromu, the eighth layer of hell.

That was a city that accommodated an immeasurable quantity of believers of God of Death. Above the defense walls, one could see numerous evil souls wailing in pain, the city had a bottomless abyss and bridges, as long as one crossed over there, one could reach the Temple of Death God and meet the great master of hell.

And it was Morke, the son of God of Death, Cetisius, who guarded the city; Cetisius led Morke to hell after his death.

At the same time, Morke was also the side-god of God of Death; he controlled the powerful divine artifact named as the Book of the Dead.

The soul-eating goat devil, which was akin to a giant beast, crossed the land of death as the surrounding land trembled like an earthquake. He stepped through the Abyss of Sin, he darted towards Rom; he was in madness, hatred and contempt when he crashed onto him.

And from within the city, a thousand meters tall of mythical shadow donned in his black robe and gold lining emerged, it slowly stood up.

Holding the Book of the Dead that exuded the glory of divine power, he pressed towards the soul-eating goat devil, Heim.

“A blaspheme act! You must be annihilated!”

The Book of the Dead connected to the entire hell, and the power of the rules of death surged wildly towards Morke’s hands.

The soul-eating goat devil, Heim, who was unrivalled all the way, was immediately enveloped by the Book of the Dead; the great mythical body was akin to a piece of paper people which was crushed into one of the pages of the Book of the Dead.

But just then, the shadow of the City of Bones appeared in the sky, the Level Eight mythical City of Bones was like a hammer, it broke layers and layers of passageways, from the first layer of hell directly into there, and they carried an infinite Corps of the Undead which swept the entire world of death.

Standing in the middle of the City of Bones, Flosa looked at Morke and gave a scornful laugh.

“You’re the only... one left!”

As soon as his voice stopped, more than ten Towers of the Dead Spirit were activated, the mythical territory of the City of Bones, the undead version of the Annihilation Elemental Artillery was revealed under the City of Bones, the attack crossed a distance of tens of thousands of miles and directly towards Morke.

“The Death Annihilation!”

The radiance scraped the earth; the attack implied outright death annihilation. When the radiance shone onto anything, everything was destroyed; the earth was in complete decomposition under the radiance, only a terrible abyss of the huge ditch was left.

Morke, who was holding the Book of the Dead and was sealing the soul of the soul-eating goat devil, Heim, he instantly raised his head; his black pupils were left with that horrible Light of the Dead Spirit which was devouring everything.

At the same time, the soul of the soul-eating goat devil, Heim, who was in the seal, was fiercely struggling. He escaped from the Book of the Dead.

The mythical body which was kilometer tall twisted and stood up from the Book of the Dead; he held onto his soul-eating steel fork and stabbed towards Morke’s chest.

Even the monsters who had been banished into hell for thousands of years hadn’t seen such a real horror; only the Astral War that had taken place before could they witness a glimpse of such a power.

Thousands of souls in the City of Qiromu looked up and they were in disbelief.

They saw the son of God, Morke, was going through a desperate situation, and even when he held a divine artifact, Book of the Dead, he couldn’t avoid his death.

The steel fork of the soul-eating goat devil, Heim, was close to Morke’s chest, and the Light of the Dead Spirit was within reach.

The soul-eating goat devil, Heim, burst out in his mad laugh, as if to see the God of Death’s agony upon knowing the death of his son, his bloody pupils were full of arrogance and his anger was slightly appeased.

In the far distance, infinite monsters from the Corps of the Undead also revealed an expression of expectant; it was a rare scene to witness the death of a son of God. The Lords of the Dead Spirit on the Tower of the Dead Spirit were also laughing insanely.

Morke seemed to have a glimpse of his fate, but he didn’t give in at all, he looked ahead, his pupils were in contact with the Light of the Dead Spirit.

Then he said in a composed manner.

“A blaspheme act!”

“All must be annihilated!”

At the mention of that, the sky suddenly darkened, and the whole world lost all forms of light, as if the sun of the underworld had disappeared.

Time seemed to have stalled, the action of the soul-eating goat devil, Heim, instantly paused, and the speed of the Light of the Dead Spirit had slowed down.

A figure which one couldn’t see its end appeared in the sky, his black robes dropped, it was like cloud iridescence in the sky, it concealed almost everything.

The figure of terror seemed to be integrated with the entire hell; the huge hell couldn’t even tolerate his body and could only reveal a part of his form.

“Only when I grant it!”

“The world will own death!”

A massive hand fell from the sky and caught the Light of the Dead Spirit out of thin air. The great hand of the god brushed and erased all traces of life forms above the earth.

God of Death, Cetisius, had arrived!