Transmigration: Super Debt System

"You are not the God of chaos, you are the God of the great world..." The God of death saw the fire and exclaimed.

Long RI Tian frowned. Although he was a little confused, he still offered the gourd vine and tied him up.

After binding him, a force of attraction applied to the spirit of death.

"I will not let you go. Sooner or later, I will go into the world of famine and let you go to ashes."

Death roared.

Then it turned into smoke and dissipated in the world, even the sickle of death.

In fact, this is not the body of death, but a part of him, with a trace of spirit.

And this silk spirit was just absorbed by the gourd vine, and the body naturally dissipated.

…

In chaos, there is a huge world.

The world is endless. There's another layer of darkness in the world below.

In this space, there is a huge temple floating in the space, emitting the breath of terror.

In the largest temple, a huge, dark, horrible figure, eyes slowly opened, the horror of the dead air volume of the world.

"Actually, one of them has disappeared in the flood world. Have they destroyed my spirit?" Death murmured.

"Forget it, that trace of spirit can't make a big difference. When my law can get to the next level, I'll kill them all, and then I'll kill all the old guys in the world of famine. These two worlds are mine."

Then death closed his eyes again, and the world fell into silence.

…

But long day Tian this side, his gourd vine has grown a villain.

"Is this the fruit?"

He looked with interest at the shrinking fruit like death.

Then he put a lot of magic into the calabash vine.

I saw that the God of death grew bigger and bigger, soon came to a person's size, and then the fruit fell off on the gourd vine.

Then, long ridian felt a breath of life emerging from the fruit.

"Master

As soon as he was trying to figure out what was going on, the fruit of death began to speak.

"What's the matter? How can you talk? " Long Ritian asked curiously.

"Well, it gave me life, so I can talk." Said death in his hoarse voice.

"What do you remember?" Asked ronjitian.

"I remember everything before."

Hearing this, an idea came into his mind.

"Can you absorb the power of faith?"

"Yes, I can do what he was able to do before, but now I'm just born and I don't have the strength."

Of course, the God of death is the former one.

"So how do you recover?" Asked ronjitian again.

"As long as I absorb the power of faith, I can recover my strength. Of course, I can also restore my strength through cultivation." Said death.

"And your sickle of death?"

"The scythe of death can be condensed by the power of faith, but it is not the real one. There is only one scythe."

"What's the matter? Tell me about it. " Long Ritian is a little confused.

"The real God of death is in a chaotic world which is only a little smaller than that of the great world. Those so-called western gods live in the chaos god world, and death is one of the main gods."

"So before I can gather together, there will be no real sickle of death. Unless the real sickle of death is destroyed, I will have a chance to gather the scythe of death."

"Or if the God of death is dead, I can understand the complete law of death, and I can condense the sickle of death."

Said death.

"So it is." Long RI Tim nodded.