I am not a trainer - #388 - Chapter 388 You can’t win at all, I don’t understand! (decisive battle)
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Spirit world.
Thick fog blocked the sun, and the air of death filled the sky.
Luo He stood on the other side of the River Styx and saw that the surface of the river was dark red, as if it was dyed with blood.
The gate to the underworld is grand and solemn. The bronze door is carved with angels and demons. The heavy door slowly opens with two hands.
The young man in white took a deep breath, slowly but firmly, and opened the door to the underworld.
In an instant, thousands of dead souls let out shrill screams and passed Luo He like crazy.
Luo He looked back and saw the dead souls in the spirit world losing control, their eyes emitting a red light of malice, and they threw themselves into the thick fog that shrouded the sky.
The heavy fog is like some kind of living giant beast, squirming, expanding, and splitting. More black fog covers the spiritual world, swallowing up the incoming souls one by one.
However, there are also gaps between the fogs, and more and more dead souls break through the blockade of the fog world and rush towards a misty light pillar that tears open the spiritual world.
That is the direction to the earthly world.
Luo He stopped looking, turned around and walked towards the depths of the spiritual world, saying:
“Xiu, leave no one behind.”
The yellow puppy faced the gate of the spirit world with its back, holding a huge black sword that was more than ten times its size. It had a weird shape and revealed a terrible sense of oppression.
Afterwards, Xiu flexed and stretched his legs and suddenly jumped up, setting off a black storm. Using itself as the eye of the wind, spinning the sword with irresistible force, the strong wind strangled the dead souls in the sky.
The uneasy shadow in Luo He’s heart became thicker and thicker.
The scene just now indicates that the God of Death has lost control of the spiritual world.
what happened?
The three-headed hell dog guarding the gate to the spirit world was also missing.
When the sky in the earthly world collapsed, was the spiritual world also in danger?
Unknowingly, Luo He had arrived in front of a majestic obsidian palace.
The palace door was open, and gorgeous music flowed from it. The beautiful music was like the gospel played by angels.
The sound of the violin is so beautiful, it is as if you can see the rising curtain through the collision of the bow and the strings.
Behind the curtain, a new era, an unpredictable era.
“Xiaojiu.”
The young man in white has a deep gaze, standing side by side with the Nine-section Wolf, with the four original powers wrapped around his body, mobilizing his state to the extreme.
“Ready to fight.”
There was a trace of determination in Xiaojiu’s eyes: “Hey.”
After this battle, go home and have a big dinner!
clatter.
clatter.
Luo He stepped onto the steps and walked towards the main hall step by step. His footsteps echoed in the magnificent building. Two rows of statues holding halberds watched solemnly.
The red carpet extended directly above the vision. In front of the throne, stood a figure that Luo He did not want to see.
Her face is like the most perfect work of art in the world, and her figure is as graceful as a statue of a goddess. She holds the violin in her slender hands, resting it on her chin and shoulder. She holds the bow in her hand and keeps dancing. Her eyes are affectionate and gaze at the strings.
It was just enjoying the music.
Her long silver hair flew with the rhythm, her body swayed slightly with the music, and her white skirt rippled in beautiful arcs.
If it wasn’t an emergency, Ling should have asked Ling to film this scene. It would definitely be a hit on the Internet… Luo He was thinking wildly.
The bow pulled the last note, and there was a sudden ‘boom’ sound.
It was not the strings that broke, but the threads on the spinning wheel of fate that fell aside.
The white-robed God of Death gently put down his violin, his eyes were lowered, melancholy and beautiful, and he was giving gifts.
Luo He applauded.
“Good job.”
Luo He’s eyes narrowed.
“Next, I’m going to go on a killing spree.”
“Aren’t you going to talk to me?” The white-robed Death God smiled playfully.
“Xiaojiu, the Nine Festival Wolf Fury!”
Xiaojiu raised two palms high, and a golden giant statue formed behind him. The towering dome of the hall was above his head, his feet were on the floor, and he suddenly waved his giant palm towards the white-robed God of Death.
call!
The wind roared in his palm, and the majestic force destroyed the wall behind Him, causing the bricks and stones to scatter.
He stretched out his bow and tapped it lightly, causing the golden statue to break.
Immediately afterwards, endless shadows rose up from His feet, completely covering the entire hall, like a cube cage of shadows.
In this shadow cage, the main hall disappeared, leaving only Luo He, Xiao Jiu, and that beautiful but terrifying figure.
“You’re angry.”
The white-robed Death God looked into Luo He’s eyes.
She spat out magical words, and each word made the stone in Luo He’s heart heavier.
“You’re nervous, you’re scared, you’re…sad.”
The white-robed Death God suddenly smiled, with a beautiful smile, and her perfect face, whose decay had disappeared, carried the look of a god.
“Sad? Are you sad for Him, thinking I killed Him?”
“I don’t understand what you are talking about.” Luo He said coldly.
“You should understand.” The white-robed Death God looked down, “Ignorance, weakness, ignorance… This is the normal state of human beings and everything in the world.”
He looked at a cluster of burning black flames in his palm.
“When I turn the three space-times into ashes, a more perfect world will be born from the ashes.”
“You should be thankful for Him.”
The white-robed Death God said: “Your friend, your teacher, your employer. He has become a part of me, and he will witness the birth of the new world with me.”
Luo He was silent, raising his black eyes and staring at the god sitting on the throne with his legs crossed above the perspective.
“Well, it turns out that this is how senior sees me -“
Luo He smiled.
“I’m her head chef. I have to let my employer taste the food I cook again.”
“Obsessive.”
The white-robed Death God dropped cold words, and thousands of shadow tentacles attacked from all directions, forming an airtight offensive.
Luo He summoned six pet beasts at the same time, forming a circular formation with Xiaojiu, Yuyu, Xuexue, Xiu, Ling, and Fries to resist the incoming shadows.
Even he himself holds the Gluttony Sword in his left hand and the White Tiger Sword in his right hand. With the sword skills shared by Xiu, he can perform legendary sword skills.
But this shadow is endless, and every blow is accompanied by a curse of despair and coldness. If one is cut off, more than ten will immediately come.
Xiaojiu raised his right palm and summoned a giant cauldron, which descended from the sky.
The fire was raging and majestic, and the heat wave burned countless shadows into ashes.
In the battlefield that was briefly cleared, Luo He raised his right hand and shot a hidden arrow from his cuff.
Whoosh!
The hidden arrows burn with the fire of judgment, and even gods will fall under the power of judgment.
The white-robed Death God tilted his head slightly, and the hidden arrow was nailed to the throne behind him, but the body of the hidden arrow was actually a hook.
The hook rope was recovered and carried Luo He all the way across the shadows. The Gluttony Knife in his left hand swallowed the power of space. The sword suddenly expanded and became a giant sword more than ten meters long!
“A cook who doesn’t want to be a tailor is not a good driver!!”
Luo He angrily slashed out his heavy sword.
The white-robed Death God was slightly stunned: “What are you talking nonsense about?”
It is true that he swallowed the god of death in this time and space, but even so, he failed to obtain the source of the power of judgment.
This is the force that wanders around the world, and, like the power of fertility, the power of life, and the power of ripples, constitutes the order of the world.
Therefore, facing the power of the sword slashed by the Gluttony Knife, the white-robed Death God did not dare to be careless. He raised his bow and swept out a sharp arc.
Bang!
The tip of the Gluttony Knife was knocked open by the arc of the knife.
Phew!
Luo He’s left shoulder was struck by the arc, and his entire left arm was almost severed to the bone. However, due to the rapid recovery of the power of life, he was lucky enough to survive and drooped down.
“Fortunately, I hold the kitchen knife in my right hand.”
Luo He looked at the drooped left arm and hissed.
At the expense of his left arm, Luo He’s white tiger sword in his right hand also slashed out.
The sword light was avoided again and struck the throne behind the white-robed Death God, completely shattering it.
Bang! !
The white-robed god of death was suspended in the sky. He stared at the young man in white and bared his teeth in pain, only to see the roaring golden dragon charging towards him.
“Trespass!”
The white-robed Death God stretched out one hand to block the majestic claws of the golden dragon, then grabbed it and slammed it to the ground.
boom! !
In the giant pit, the golden dragon with spread wings rushed up again.
The golden light was extremely bright, making the white-robed Death God’s eyes flash slightly.
The Origin Golden Dragon roared angrily and turned into a sharp golden light, carrying the majestic power that penetrated the world and crashed into it.
God-level, yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles, the ultimate killing move of the golden dragon clan, combined with the origin evolution of Yuyu, hits it head-on!
Boom! !
In the air, the white-robed Death God retreated slightly, his eyes turned cold, and his bow suddenly swung out.
Zheng!
One wing of the Origin Golden Dragon was cut off, and blood fell like rain. Another slash struck, and the other dragon wing fell in the rain of blood.
Yuyu fell again, panting heavily, but saw the white-robed Death floating above it, saying coldly:
“What’s the difference between a golden dragon that has lost its wings and a slug?”
However, the next moment, the golden dragon’s tail slapped the ground and jumped up again.
Remember, I am an arowana!
A strange color flashed in the eyes of the white-robed Death God, blocking the claw attack from the golden dragon.
At the same moment, the cold light arrived first, and the spear was as powerful as a dragon. The girl in silver armor killed the white-robed Death God.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The bow collided with the tip of the spear, blocking all the spears.
Behind the God of Death, hot wind surged up, Xiao Jiu’s eyes flashed with golden light, and he instantly punched hundreds of punches!
The fist fell into the air, and the white-robed god of death once again distanced himself, but a motorcycle-type turret was already aimed at this place.
Zero was riding on the Overlord’s Iron Cavalry, holding a single-sided spectacles on his hand, squinting his eyes and saying:
“emission.”
boom! !
The headlights of the Overlord Cavalry blasted out a majestic electromagnetic cannon, which contained the ultimate magnetism of Qinglong Lao. The light was bright, and the thick light cannon swallowed the white-robed Death God whole!
However.
The world went dark.
All light sources disappeared, and vision was completely useless.
In the darkness, a huge flower rose, emitting a coquettish red light, and the white-robed Death stood in the center of the flower.
The flowers stretched out their petals, and all the places touched by the petals turned into a pool of blood.
The seagull accidentally touched the blood and was immediately covered in rotten flesh and blood, but his eyes were quite calm.
“Europe!”
Be careful, everyone, this blood will cause the body to rot quickly!
Luo He: “…”
It’s actually the second stage.
The bloody water and blood-colored flowers must have originated from the corrupt authority inherent in the God of Death.
The rotten half of Death’s face was also affected by this authority, and she called it the ‘curse of God’.
The bloody water continued to reduce the area where Luo He and the beasts stood, and shadows attacked from all directions. Luo He could only resist with his right hand and one arm.
But if this continues, it won’t hurt the God of Death at all. Luo He’s eyes flickered, looking at the ripple power flashing in his body.
The power of ripples has the effect of transmitting power.
This power remains effective even after the giver dies.
I wonder if Zhulongzao’s power of resurrecting the dead can bring me back…
Luo He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and picked up Xiao Jiu with one hand.
“Huh?” Xiaojiu turned around and glanced.
“I can’t get here on my own.”
The young man in white’s eyes flashed.
“Xiaojiu, you will become the greatest chef.”
The little red-haired beast was slightly startled.
The next moment, it saw the determination in Luo He’s eyes and nodded slowly:
“Hey!”
Keep it with me, the Nine-section Wolf!
Xiao Jiu must be given an opportunity to strike the strongest blow.
The sea of blood suddenly surged, and the blood waves with a bloody wind rushed over, and were blocked by the basalt barrier, making a corrosive squeaking sound.
“Xuexue, freeze out a road!”
With Xiao Jiu lying on Luo He’s shoulders, he suddenly rushed towards the raging and violent sea of blood.
Once it falls into the sea of blood, everything will be corroded. I am afraid no one will remember that there was an unknown person fighting death here.
But it’s necessary.
Luo He jumped suddenly, and a road of frost formed by Xuexue’s hard work appeared under his feet. The road of frost hung alone above the sea of blood, revealing the road leading to death.
This is a must try!
“There’s no way we can win.” Death said coldly.
“I don’t understand what you can’t win!”
Running wildly on the frost road, the road suddenly broke, and he was about to fall into the sea of blood. From the sea of blood, a golden dragon stained with blood rushed out.
“Roar!!!”
Yuyu endured the pain and carried Luo He across the sea of blood.
The God of Death had a stern look, swung his bow, and struck with a ‘bang’, but was blocked by Xiu’s heavy sword.
At the same moment, Xiu was repelled by the force of the sword and fell into the sea of blood with a bang.
The golden dragon’s physical strength was on the verge of reaching its limit, rising and falling above the sea of blood.
“Just stop here, Yuyu.”
The young man in white jumped up on the dragon’s back, and the remaining right arm surged out with all the power of the ripples, and threw Xiao Jiu suddenly.
“Please, Xiaojiu, rush over -“
“Charge over!” Luo He yelled.
Xiaojiu’s eyes seemed to be burning, and behind him came the sound of waves of his companions being swallowed up by the sea of blood.
However, the distance from death is so far.
About to fall, the seagull uses itself as a stepping stone.
“嘤!!”
Xiaojiu jumped up high.
Unparalleled ripple power poured into its body, its body rose with dazzling golden light, its energy and blood burned, and it jumped up and kicked.
Risk it all, the final blow.
Juntian Siming! !
Tens of millions of Jun’s power was carried out in this blow.
Brilliant meteors streaked across the dark sky, shaking the whole world.
The white-robed Death God’s eyes were serious, and he stretched out his hand to resist, when his body suddenly froze.
He was shocked to find that he could not control his right hand.
The hand slowly reached into the robe and took out a piece of candy.
Before the oncoming majestic pressure, the God of Death slowly unwrapped the sugar coating, took the toffee into his mouth, and tasted it carefully.
“What are you doing!!” The white-robed Death God was furious.
“Would you like a piece? It’s delicious.” Death said calmly.
“Are you deliberately swallowed by me just to trust a human being!?”
The god of death turned his mouth and took the candy to the other side of his cheek, his eyes lowered.
“Weak…”
Juntian Si Ming is like a golden sun, shining on the dark spiritual world, causing the world to tremble.
The god of death stood quietly, raised his eyes, and reflected the blow that shocked the god.
“Weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, arrogance is.”
boom! !
The God of Death suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and his soul was shaken by this powerful blow.
She suddenly let out a piercing scream, and a shadow appeared behind her like a spirit body.
The shadow’s face was rotten, like an evil ghost, holding a sickle, and said sternly:
“Human beings are worth your trust? You won’t hesitate to become my enemy!”
The God of Death’s cheeks were pale, and she waved her hand to collect the sea of blood and corpses into her long sleeves. Half of her cheeks were gradually covered with rotting flesh.
And in the pitted land after the blood sea retreated, the young man in white and the pet beasts were covered with wounds.
Luo He reluctantly raised his eyes, and the figure of the God of Death was reflected in the blurred retinas.
He stood up unsteadily, held the White Tiger Sword with his trembling hand, pointed the tip of the knife, and said hoarsely:
“You are so damn hard to kill.”
“Yes.” Death said calmly, “Thanks to you.”
Luo He was startled.
“Senior Shinigami?”
She smiled a beautiful smile.
“I’m glad you’re alive, my manservant.”
Luo He opened his mouth.
But behind the God of Death, a shadow filled with resentment launched an attack.
Death turned around and faced the shadow.
Afterwards, her body burned with white flames, and her burning body bloomed with dazzling light.
“You, he, is it worth it?!” There was a hint of panic in Youying’s voice.
The empty candy wrapper finally fell to the ground.
“worth.”
Everything in the world is swallowed up by silence.
Luo He couldn’t hear any sound until the huge explosion disappeared and everything was wrapped in sharp tinnitus.
Zero used the remaining magnetism to condense a shield to resist the explosion that shocked the world.
As a price, she and the Overlord Cavalry fell into a deep sleep.
Luo He’s last bit of physical strength was drained away.
He was dizzy and half-knelt on the ground, feeling the scorching wind blowing through the spiritual world.
There was no more death in sight.
Only the spiritual world on the verge of collapse is left.
Luo He suddenly felt intense sadness, but there were no tears, and his eyes were ruined.
He staggered forward and picked up the unconscious Xiao Jiu.
“Hey…” Xiaojiu opened her eyes weakly and asked, “Did you win?”
The young man in white put on an ugly smile, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
“Just a little bit.”
Everyone snuggled up, surrounded the weak Luo He, and rubbed their heads against his body, hair, and cheeks.
Luo He closed his eyes and suddenly heard an indifferent voice coming from behind him.
“Are you crying, manservant?”
Luo He turned his head, only to see the God of Death floating in the form of a shadow, holding a box of toffee in his hand, and said calmly:
“I just lost my body. It won’t take long before I can recover.”
Luo He was stunned, and suddenly stepped forward, his left arm hanging weakly, and hugged the god of death’s insubstantial back.
“Senior Shinigami… I thought… ah… I still have the last task left… I’m so tired…”
The God of Death was slightly startled, looking down at the young man in white, and gently placed his invisible hand on his hair.
“Okay, I promise you to be my head chef.” Death said gently.
“Isn’t it the case before?”
“He used to be a valet.”
“Yeah?”
“I can’t remember clearly. Let’s start calculating wages from tomorrow.”
“Yeah, tomorrow…”
Luo He’s eyes flickered.
“There will be tomorrow.”
The sky in the spiritual world was torn apart by this battle. The sunlight shone on the dark River Styx, sparkling and shining, and dust was flying in the air.
Luo He looked up at the huge crack in the horizon.
“It doesn’t matter. After defeating Him, your space power has been greatly improved and can support you to complete your plan.”
Death said: “Sil and I will also help you.”
Luo He nodded slowly.
This will become the most representative dish of my ‘food god’ Chef Luo.
Butian soup!
…
Ah…it’s time for the one-part wedding section again.
Tears.