Chapter 31 What Happened Next?

"Sooner or later, money will disappear, but glory will not."

"Xiao Shuang, you have better talents than my sister, so you will definitely be able to become a god of death strong enough to support everything."

"Just like our ancestors..."

She smiled softly, like the warmest sunshine in the spring breeze.

In a family filled with the smell of copper, she is like a lotus growing in the mud, fresh and noble.

Although the boy from Mole City cannot be like his sister, he likes to see his sister's smile. This is the only comfort in his long life.

For him, as long as he can see his sister's smile, it doesn't matter no matter how hard he works.

"There's really no other way, then I'll try to become the God of Death."

"But, sister, please don't be a stumbling block for me!"

With ideas that were not straightforward, the boy from Mole City began to study.

Hearing such stubborn words, my sister smiled softly and said:

"Xiao Shuang will definitely become a greater god of death than his ancestors and a role model for the Mole City family!"

The soothing smile was deeply engraved in the young man's heart and became his biggest motivation to continue to get stronger and learn, even though now he can't even hold a bamboo knife well.

However, the peaceful life was broken instantly.

Because they coveted the property of the Mole City family, several superior nobles colluded to frame them, and fabricated evidence that the Mole City family attempted to overthrow the rule of the five nobles and the royal family.

Soon, all members of the Mole City family were arrested.

When the verdict was handed down, the Mole City family came to an end, and everyone was sent to the execution ground.

In the huge pothole, they have to fight to the death with Xu.

Here, when you look up, you can see the sarcastic laughter coming from the mouths of the group of nobles who framed the Mole City family.

They sat in the stands and admired the painful appearance of the tortured people below. The intertwining of blood and corpses created a complete picture of hell.

Because the Mole City family has been doing business all year round, they have neglected the family inheritance and ignored the importance of strength, so even if there is only one executioner, they still cannot win.

The Mole City boy was the last to be sent to the execution ground.

He was locked in a cell next to the pit and witnessed the horrific scene of his relatives being slaughtered. His thin body was trembling in fear.

When only the boy and his sister were left in the Mole City family, the execution method suddenly changed for unknown reasons, and the siblings were sent into the pit at the same time.

The guards took off their handcuffs and ankles, and then gave them to each person to be lightly beaten.

The executive officer sneered disdainfully from the high platform:

"The next battle will prove one thing. The Mole City family, who were regarded as heroes in the past, no longer has any strength worthy of our respect."

"This bloodline has no value in continuing."

"Now these siblings are the entire bloodline of the Mole City family, and even if they join forces, they can't kill a single Xu."

"This is evidence of the decline of the Mole City family's power!"

The boy couldn't understand what the other party was saying, but when he heard these dirty nobles cursing his sister, he couldn't help but feel uncontrollable anger in his heart.

It was like a blazing flame, burning fiercely.

The execution begins.

A huge void appeared in the sight of the two of them, and their eyes filled with countless bloodshot eyes were full of desire for new flesh and blood——

Powerful spiritual pressure fell on the thin body, and the boy's face was shrouded in endless despair, trembling involuntarily.

Just when he was shrouded in fear, his sister turned back and showed a familiar gentle smile:

"It's okay, Xiaoshuang."

"I will definitely let you get out of here alive."

The boy could not remember clearly what happened next.

He only remembered that the blood splashing on his face was extremely hot.

The body of the giant void was covered with ferocious scars, and thick blood dripped down the huge body and formed a stream on the ground.

And its ugly mandibles were currently holding the girl's body.

The boy held a shallow gun in his hand and wanted to rush to rescue his sister, but the fear in his heart spread all over his body, preventing him from moving.

At this time, the dying girl looked back at him.

There was no blame in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, showing her last gentle smile:

"Xiao Shuang, you want to become a powerful Death God..."

The low murmur fell, followed by the complex ghost spell.

next moment.

The blazing blue flames burned on Xu's ferocious face, swallowing up everything.

The boy's wailing disintegrated in his throat, unable to condense into a complete scream, only a hoarse scream...

Like a wild beast.

"Then what happened?"

Ruyue Ming wanted to ask, but thought that doing so would rub salt into the wound.

Considering the disparity in strength between the two sides, he still suppressed the urge to commit suicide in his heart.

Mole Chengshuang also looked at the two people beside him calmly, as if he had seen through someone's thoughts. The story continued:

When the boy just regained his senses.

The executive on the high platform let out an ugly sneer: "The last boy from the Mole City family has put away his tears and seems to be ready to fight!"

"Let us give him a big thumbs up!"

The boy was still unable to understand the meaning of these words, but the words that followed undoubtedly shattered all hopes and exposed the ugliness and lower limits of the nobility:

"Okay, let's put the next one in the execution ground."

"The story after that won't make much sense."

Mole Chengshuang also interrupted the two of them and urged to explain:

"Because of the special nature of my Zanpakutō, the spirit children that were decomposed by Soul Society that day were stranded in the execution ground."

"so……"

His calm eyes fell on Ru Yueming.

"I'll try my best!"

The young man patted his chest, but did not dare to say anything too confident.

He had performed sacrifices before, and all he had gathered were the spirits of people who had died recently.

For an existence like this that has been gone for hundreds of years, it is a fantasy to collect the souls and bring them back to the world.

Under the puzzled gazes of the two, Ru Yueming took out the altar table from the cuffs of her school uniform, and took out the incense candle, rattle, royal coins, and teacup filled with water from her chest.

Then he took out a set of neat and clean palace clothes from his crotch.

Three strikes, five divided by two, the dean of the Spiritual Arts Academy transformed into the Grand Palace Secretary of the Nigu Shrine.

The incense candles were lit, and the fragrance lingered in the execution ground.

The bell swayed lightly, and the crisp sound echoed in the empty space.

"In the name of Ruyue Palace Secretary, I offer sacrifices to the one-eyed god Mimihaki..."

Ruyue Ming's ten fingers flew skillfully, and countless hand seals were constantly changing. While mumbling words in his mouth, he also released the strongest spiritual pressure at the current stage.

Since I am summoning the dead from a hundred years ago, it shouldn't be a problem if I use a little more spiritual pressure, right?

With this thought in mind, Ru Yueming completed the final steps of the sacrifice.

next moment.

A huge roar erupted in the execution ground, resounding through the dome!

In the two astonished eyes, a huge and sacred black shadow stood on the Yueming body, twisting the surrounding spirits.

The dark ink continues to outline until darkness covers everything!

Sorry, the update is a bit late...