The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

The job of the God of Death is to extradite the souls of the dead. In a sense, this is the same as helping an old lady cross the road. Regardless of whether the other party is willing to cross the river or not, they will send their souls to the other side of the river.

The dead are all quiet. Of course, it is not uncommon to encounter some lively exceptions occasionally.

Komachi's biggest wish is to spend her days leisurely, and finally her sleep will usher in a peaceful end, although she herself is not sure whether the god of death will die or not.

So fishing at work has almost become Komachi's basic skill, and it's still the kind of passive release.

It's just that it's one thing to be lazy, but it's another thing to be negligent.

Seeing the undead sneaking back into the world of the living in front of him, even Komachi couldn't turn a blind eye to it.

So she took action decisively.

Then of course he was beaten.

Boom———!

Thunder and lightning as thick as a bowl fell on the ground like rain. The sky was clear just now, but now there was a sudden roar of thunder, and all the purple cherry blossoms in Wuyen Tomb were covered with charred shells.

"Hey hey hey! Is it too much? You are obviously an undead saying, you are too strong!"

It is undoubtedly an extremely embarrassing thing for a god of death to run away in front of the undead, but Komachi has no time to think about the issue of dignity.

After all, you have to be alive first, and then you have free time to think about what you have and what you don't.

"Shut up Reaper, just showing up here means that you are also the lackey of that King of Hades, right? Then don't say too much, obediently let me chop off your head!"

The whole body of the green-haired undead was thunderous and restless, and the dancing lightning from time to time was like a poisonous snake, taking advantage of Komachi's negligence, he would wait for an opportunity to come up and bite him.

The original clean skirt on Komachi's body had several appalling small holes, and a small circle of scorched traces around her was shocking.

"Are you from Baiyulou?"

Komachi, who was once again being chased all over the ground by frantic thunder and lightning, finally realized something was wrong. The undead behind him were not so much too lively as they were not like ordinary undead at all.

As far as she knew, although most of the undead were ordinary dead, there were also extraordinary beings, such as the owner of the White Jade Tower and the princess of the underworld.

Being able to remain in the world of the living as an undead is itself a very telling question.

It's a pity that when the dull Komachi realized this, it seemed that things had developed to an extremely bad point.

For some unknown reason, this undead was extremely hostile to her as the God of Death, so much so that when she first revealed her identity, the other party was struck directly by a bolt of lightning.

There was no hesitation at all, it was decisive and scary.

"Hey! What are you talking about! Where did I offend you?"

Komachi, who was desperately running away, still didn't forget to turn around and complain: "If it's because I treat you as an ordinary spirit, I've already apologized."

But the other party ignored her at all, and when he raised his hand, another overbearing thunder fell: "Be obedient and die, you minion of Hades!"

"You guys...do you want to take action against Master Shiki?"

Finally realizing that there was something wrong in the other person's words, Komachi ignored the thunder and lightning that was about to fall on his head, rolled past him, and asked loudly: "Answer me! What is your purpose in coming to the other side!"

It is true that Komachi is afraid of death, but this must be classified into serious matters.

If the other party came to seek revenge from her or someone else, and targeted her by the way, then she would definitely turn around and run away without saying anything.

But if the other party is here for Shiki Ehime, the chief judge of hell, even if there is only the slightest possibility, then Komachi will have to ask clearly even if he is struck into ashes by lightning.

"It's useless to talk more. Since you have already taken action, this is a clear declaration of war. My name is Su Wo, and I am the subordinate of the Crown Prince. Suffer death! Death!"

The green-haired undead declared his name openly, followed by an even more fierce attack.

"It's so dangerous!"

Komachi rolled like a donkey again to avoid the speeding lightning. As a ferryman, Komachi's combat effectiveness is not weak, but it still depends on who he compares with.

Death gods are the most numerous in Hell and the other side, and they are also the basic personnel configuration. It may not be a problem to deal with ordinary monsters, but such a powerful existence as the undead in front of them is beyond the scope of what they can deal with.

Although Komachi can be regarded as an outstanding one among many Shinigami, after all, being able to follow the Supreme Judge Shiki Ehime shows her strength.

But even so, she is nothing more than a god of death.

The most powerful ability of the Shinigami is reflected in their daily work. In terms of combat power, she is still far away from the big monster. Even compared with the closer ones, I am afraid that even the human magician Marisa can be evenly matched with her.

Although the undead in front of him is definitely not as good as a big monster, he can definitely deal with her steadily.

Apart from anything else, her scythe was knocked away without even being able to block the opponent's lightning strike, which already speaks volumes.

The attacks of the green-haired undead have no technical content. They simply turn the demonic power into thunder and lightning and then release it. There are no regular skills at all. The fighting is completely unstructured and just like nonsense.

But Komachi just couldn't help her.

He couldn't fight again and again, and he couldn't escape. After all, the other party was already suspected of trying to harm Shiki Eihime, and it was even more impossible for Komachi to simply retreat like this.

What's more, it's difficult to leave now.

"No matter, let's take a gamble!"

Komachi began to crazily release the spiritual power of his whole body, making himself look like a burning candle at an accelerated rate. The brighter the light, the more attractive it was, and the closer it was to dying.

She began to run forward without looking back, not because she didn't want to fly, but because flying in the air was easier to be targeted by the opponent than staying on the ground, and there was no place to hide near the Misfortune Tomb, let alone The tragedy of Murasaki Sakura lies ahead.

Su Wotu has not been stupid since ancient times. She can feel that the other party is not running away blindly, but for a while, she can't think of the other party's plan.

It's not that she doesn't understand the principle of not being chased by poor gangsters, but if she does extraordinary things at extraordinary times, if she didn't escape from that place with the body of this undead, she would definitely be left there like Huo Qing'e.

The Crown Prince must be informed of the situation now! So before that, we need to get rid of the possibility of scaring the snake!

A fierce light flashed in her eyes, and Tu Zigu's will aroused the thunder all over her body. She had already chased Komachi for a long distance, and she almost figured out the opponent's trajectory. This blow can definitely take her down!

"Disappear——!!"

The violent thunder roared and rushed towards Komachi, but the opponent did not dodge or dodge, and abruptly gathered the remaining spiritual power in front of him to eat her attack.

Although both of them were prepared, Komachi was the weaker side. With a scream, Komachi flew upside down and fell into the dense sunflower field.

In the next second, in the depths of the sunflower field, a powerful demonic aura that made Su Wotu tremble all over since ancient times soared into the sky.