No one knew that the God of Death and his death sect, which later made all living beings tremble on the nearly million light-year road to creation, actually appeared because of a mortal girl.
The Archon of Death in later generations, the Lord of the Crown of Death, the eternal choice of the human god of death, is now acting coquettishly with Curze.
Coates was quite unimpressed with this kind of behavior.
In order to shut up the girl, he could only reply: “I’ll think about it.”
Then Coates began his miserly calculations.
He was calculating the accounts over and over in his mind: One grain of the light sand earned this time should be given to Li Zi to repay the loan, and the other grain should be given to Li Zi as interest. Should he give another grain to Li Zi to express his gratitude to Li Zi?
It is obvious that Coze is very incompetent in his job as a miser. After all his calculations, all three grains of light sand in his hand will be gone.
Kurtz took out a rice ball again, ate it, and began to recall the things in the points mall.
That thing called calcium tablets is what Coz must exchange for now, but the calcium milk next to the calcium tablets seems to taste better…
“what’s on your mind?”
Curious, Erao suddenly came over and asked about Curze.
“Drink milk.”
Coz, who was not complicated in his thoughts, didn’t think much about it. His answer was truthful. He wanted to drink Wawawa AD Calcium.
Erao suddenly showed a very apologetic expression.
“Oh, sorry, I didn’t.”
“…” Curze’s mind shut down at first, and then he looked at her. There was just a big question mark written on the original body’s forehead.
“Isn’t this the test you set for me, the archbishop?”
Er’ao’s brain circuit is extremely strange.
“I don’t want to explain…”
Coz couldn’t explain that he wanted to drink children’s drinks because there was a product description in the points mall.
Calcium milk has the same effect as calcium tablets, but calcium milk is only suitable for babies under three years old.
“Okay, come on.”
Erao gritted her teeth and prepared to become the archbishop today. She tried to lift up her clothes.
“Stop! Mortal!”
Curze was obviously panicked. He stepped forward and pulled off Er’ao’s clothes.
It was obviously Er’ao’s own fault, but she felt aggrieved: “Didn’t you ask me to do this?”
Cozz felt so tired. He didn’t say anything, but this woman began to assume this.
“That’s not what I’m talking about. I don’t know how to drink milk. I’m not a one or two-year-old child…”
“Ah? Didn’t my father say you were only born half a year ago?”
Er’ao’s rebuttal was well-founded.
“Let me ask you, is half a year old one or two years old?”
Curze seemed to have learned the style of a certain evil god, speaking forcefully and rationally.
“No, it’s not…” Erao said while pointing to his clothes.
She said: “Be gentle, you will tear my clothes.”
Only then did Kurtz take back his hand and turned around.
Er’ao was very disappointed – he was indeed a half-year-old child, and you teach me how old he is! You didn’t even take a look and told me, who would believe that I am your boss! Bishop?
It is true that Coz is not interested in things between men and women. What he thinks more about is how to obtain more light and sand.
Although the memory of the dark future he foresaw was erased by Rasta, he still knew that he would become a judge, and he really wanted to be that judge.
He wants to obtain light sand, and he wants to make the originally dark future less torturous for him.
He might… also want to let the dim light protect him again just like he did when he was lying in the training cabin.
The bottom nest is the largest area in the entire hive city. After all, the hive city is like a giant, deformed pyramid.
Except for those places that are truly unviable, such as the crater where Coze’s cultivation chamber is located.
The material from the core of the earth brought out by the volcanic eruption turned it into a land of death. No one could survive there except for rats that smelled of sulfur and mutated leafless plants.
The population density of the human world is generally high.
Coze advanced for a while and encountered a large population settlement that could not be called a town.
In the Bottom Nest, those who are alone do not live long, and humans have been social creatures since the ancient Terra period.
Coze was seen by the guards of the settlement from a distance, and they issued a warning vigilantly.
The guards were nervous because there were less than one in ten thousand people operating alone in the bottom nest. These people were either cult death squads, bishops or priests of material provider sects, or those damn poisonous hunters.
“Hand over Minos Farr.”
Kurtz read out the name of a sinner, and he confirmed again and again that this settlement was the place where the person in the information given by Erao was hiding.
Curze in the original timeline had no such polite intention. He would sneak in directly and kill Minos Fall first, and then kill all those who were shielding the other party, because indulging and shielding criminals also deserved death.
“Who is that?”
An unsuspecting guard asked his companion. Obviously, the guard was also afraid that Curze was a dangerous character such as the Toxic Hunter.
“The boss’s younger brother, we usually call him the second brother.”
“Where did the dirty joke about the second brother being beaten until he vomited blood come from? Is the boss angry after hearing this?”
“Of course I’m not angry. I was beaten and vomited blood by the boss…”
The whispers of the two guards were clearly heard by Curze.
“Stay back.”
Curze still had no intention of using the Death Note. He walked aside and began to lift a boulder.
The stone weighs over a ton.
Er’ao ran to the back knowingly, while the guard looked at Coze nearly a hundred meters away in disbelief, his eyes widening.
The next moment, the Primarch threw the boulder.
He is telling these people that the difference in era is not important, but the difference in power is important.
A stone, as long as it is big enough, can ignore nonsense like how times have changed.
A meteorite large enough can destroy the surface ecology!
The demon-ascended primarch is known as a walking natural disaster. Curze rounded it up. Although it has not been demon-ascended, it is still a primarch that lacks virtue. It has no virtue and is full of virtues. It has a bonus of entries.
The boulder skimmed the edge of the settlement and fell to the open space outside the settlement with a loud bang.
The guard was so frightened that he fell to his knees and his mind went blank.
Curze quickly picked the next stone in a larger circle.
Some people in the settlement quickly raised their voices and begged for mercy.
Two minutes later, Coates was welcomed into the camp.
Less than ten seconds after entering the camp, his expression became worse and worse.
Just when the men in the camp thought they had the stranger surrounded and could kill him with thermal weapons, Curze grabbed the man next to him and tore him in half.
This camp, which could make its own machine tools to make weapons, began its attack on Curze.
It’s a pity that these ridiculously backward kinetic energy weapons will not hinder Curze’s actions at all.
And the faint light on Erao’s body that blocked the bullets made these cannibals scream.
“She is from the Material Provider sect!”
The material provider sect is the only existence in the bottom nest and the lower nest that can resist the powerful people in the upper nest. This makes the bottom nest people regard the material provider sect as the uncrowned king of the bottom nest and the lower nest.
No one would be stupid enough to take the initiative to provoke this sect that has real miracles.
Curze began his efficient killing spree.
Unless his senses tell him that there is danger that he must avoid, he will use cover to dodge. Other times, he will rush forward regardless and kill everyone with brutal means.
Some quickly collapsed as Curze destroyed the camp’s human-powered generator, plunging the camp into darkness except for the screams of those whom Curze used to hone his torture abilities.
Escape and panic began to fill the camp, but everyone who escaped would have their legs pierced by metal removed from unknown sources and lose the ability to move.
Cries for mercy mixed with moans turned the entire camp into the home of the Night Lords.
In the end, Coze pushed his target Minos into the cauldron alive, watching the opponent’s struggle become increasingly weak.
He then opened the camp’s slave cages in an attempt to release the camp’s “food reserves.”
The numb and thin people raised their heads blankly, and then lowered their heads, not knowing what they were thinking.
They no longer look like individuals.
Coze in the original timeline would become more and more out of control because his rescue was useless. After killing most of the guilty slaves, he would leave the remaining slaves to fend for themselves.
Now Coz is not that gaffey, but he is also a little at a loss.
Yes, a group of people who have been abused for so long and are so skinny that they can’t do anything, can they survive if they are rescued?
Curze didn’t know what to do for a moment.
Er’ao reminded him: “If you kill people to obtain holy objects, maybe you can try…”
Kurtz raised his hand, and dozens of grains of light sand fell from mid-air.
He finally understood the purpose of the vending machine.
That’s not really asking him to do anything, but asking him to be a right person because of Riko’s existence.
He took out a grain of light sand and approached the slave cage.
At this point, quite a few people in the cage started screaming.
The light sand burned them.
It was not surprising to Erao that holy objects had the effect of killing sinners, but material provider sects generally did not do this.
Because the holy objects will also be consumed.
In the end, only two slaves survived in the camp.
All the people who originally belonged to the camp were killed by Coze, but Coze did not get so much light sand, indicating that some of them were forced, but Coze did not care.
Cannibals must die, this is his creed.
When there were only two people left, he hesitated for a moment, then took out a sacred object and a rice ball and gave them to the two people.
They are one old and one young, they don’t know each other, but now they have to depend on each other.
Kurtz finished all this and was ready to leave.
The rescued man began to wolf down the rice balls.
The corpses around them will not affect their appetite.
Curze’s figure gradually faded away, allowing the slave who had gained some strength after eating to react.
He was weak, but managed to grab the cage and climb up, shouting.
“You…who are you?!”
Kurtz had no intention of answering, but Erao had to settle one thing.
“This is the great God of Death, who will judge all sinners and bring death to them!
The God of Death knows the Lord of Matter! If you stay here for a day, the Material Provider Sect will come and accommodate you. “
After Ior and Curze walked some distance away, Curze scolded her for talking too much.
Er’ao doesn’t care, he’s heartless.
At this moment, Kurtz raised his hand, and a piece of paper fell from mid-air.
He caught the note and unfolded it.
“An invoice has been issued, which can be used to reimburse you for your extra consumption! Trigger the hidden correct choice, and the light sand you paid has been converted into points!”
