Curze didn’t expect that such a powerful Lord God would be so bored that he would come up to him just to mock him and scare him.
He could obviously stand further away and play with himself like a puppet on strings. In this way, he would die or live inexplicably.
“You have succeeded, can you let me go?”
Curze lost the last of his affection for the god in front of him.
When he saw the dim light in Rasta’s hand, he briefly felt close and dependent on him, but now…
“I am very disgusted with your life, so I am going to take away your ability, the precognition ability that you rely on for your livelihood, and use it as your belief.”
Rasta seemed to have a clear vision and told him the true purpose of coming here.
Kurtz was horrified at first, and then seemed a little relieved.
There is no doubt that he is dependent on his own destiny. Although he is tortured to the point of madness by the ability to foresee that seems to be more important than breathing, this is also the support for his survival.
“Take it! Take it! I don’t want anything!”
Curz, who gave up on himself, finally found an excuse, mustered up the courage, and vented his anger on the God in front of him.
“This is what you said.”
With a thought in Raste’s mind, the memory of the future that Curze had predicted, as well as the ability to predict the future, disappeared.
The original body now only remembers that he had the power of foresight.
At this moment, Coze was like a drowning fish.
Yes, a drowning fish, although the metaphor is an oxymoron.
How to put it, it’s like a fish living in water that suddenly loses its gills and gains a pair of lungs.
An inexplicable pain and loss suddenly surrounded Kurtz.
He curled up and rolled on the ground.
Raste did not interfere with Curze.
He and Angron just sat and stood quietly.
Coates’ withdrawal symptoms occurred quickly and lasted for a long time.
During this process, his mood changed quite a lot, including quiet silence, hysterical roaring, pleading, cursing, hatred and giggles, all kinds of expressions appeared.
About four hours later, Rasta began to set up a table to dine with Angron.
Angron didn’t ask Guang Yu for his opinion. He filled a bowl of food and gave it to Curze.
At this moment, Coze, who felt that everything including fate had left him, looked at Angron blankly.
The staple food is boiled potatoes, two ears of roasted corn, a few pieces of meat soaked in cabbage soup in a bowl, and two apples.
The Primarch’s physical fitness is very strong, but their hunger is even more severe-the high-density body must digest a large amount of food.
The long-term original body is even more hungry for food.
Curze first took a sideways look at Rasta, and after noticing that the other party had no reaction, he snatched the food from Angron.
He was eating so fast that it didn’t feel like he was stuffing food into his mouth, but into his stomach.
After lunch, Coates continued his withdrawal process.
This kind of predicting the future is considered a genetic defect of his, and it is very torturous.
During this period, Angron had brought him water.
The approach of the psychiatrist made Coates feel better.
Azhay drove away the pilgrims from a distance who were members of the church, the material provider.
As for those residents of Nostramo’s upper nest and those in power at the top who wanted to come to see the gods and long for eternal life, power and wealth, they began to spontaneously combust before entering the bottom nest and slowly turned into ashes.
This miracle made the believers surrounding the bottom nest even more enthusiastic.
When the madmen and criminals in the bottom nest who want to take advantage of the chaos are also burning before taking action, the lust of light does not deliberately passively pollute it, and even makes people in the bottom nest who are not material provider sects inexplicably fanatical.
Azhay had no choice but to use the name of the archbishop to stabilize these crazy people in the lower and lower nests.
This day lasted for sixteen days before it ended.
When Curze broke free from the legacy of the genetic defect, he seemed to be reborn, no longer suffering from “memories of the future” torturing him.
“you……”
No matter how stupid Curze is, he still senses that something is wrong. He wants to say harsh words to Rasta, “You have tortured me for long enough, isn’t it enough?” At the same time, he wants to say thank you to Angron, and at the same time, he has other messy things. idea.
“Is it your personal hobby to curse people with their honorifics?”
Rasta stood up. He changed from a black-haired boy to a white-haired young man. He was tall and looked down at Curze.
After Curze’s secondary god essence lost the ability to predict the future, it became much purer, and he clearly felt that what was in front of him was not a god at all!
He is not God! He is death! His symbol of all death!
“What the hell are you?”
The horrified Kurtz was so frightened that his legs weakened and he fell to the ground.
Use the essence of God to communicate with the universe to see evil spirits. Let alone him, even the tough-talking Emperor and the tough-talking Tzeentch, plus those with loud mouths, those who don’t show their mouths, and those who use their mouths indiscriminately, will be frightened and unable to calm down. calm.
This is more terrifying than an ordinary person facing a star with a diameter of millions of kilometers at close range.
“I am in charge of all death.”
Rasta stretched out his hand, and then a dark light lit up from his hand.
Kurtz’s eyes and attention came to the notebook.
No matter who reads it, they can understand that one of the forty-four world-destroying weapons named “Death Note” just left Rasta’s palm and slowly fell down.
Cozz stretched out his hands and caught the notebook.
He opened the note and found the rules of the Death Note.
First: The person whose name is written in this note will die!
Second: Most of the gods whose names are written in this note will die!
Third: Anyone who writes his name on this note will also die!
Fourth: Name a celestial body and write down the name of the celestial body. The celestial body will be destroyed!
fifth……
Conrad Coates almost threw the evil note that was left to die.
If he still had “future memory”, he would treat it like a treasure, but now…
“I am the God of Death. This is the Death Note I gave you. Take it and do the trial you originally wanted to do.”
Rasta made the Midnight Batman named Conrad Curze become…
Yagami Yue!
And in this world, there is no L who will stop the Midnight Judge. The dominant Qile family will use death to compose his midnight solo here.
Curze held the note, his mind a little confused, because the contrast between Raste’s before and after was too great.
He wanted to ask something.
But Guangyu interrupted him in advance.
“This is a negligible compensation for you, just taking away your ability in exchange.
In addition, I will send people to clean up the rats here, so you will most likely go hungry, so…”
Rasta raised her hand.
With the amniotic capsule as the center, everything within a 44-square-meter land began to undergo material reorganization.
By the time Curze reacted, Raste had already left.
And on this new 44 square meters of land, a small house full of light stands.
Outside the house, there is a huge vending machine, more than six meters high.
Kurtz didn’t understand what was going on.
After he calmed down for a while, he discovered that there seemed to be something contained in the Death Note.
He took out a thin manual.
“Vending machine… manual?!”
