The Richest Man in the DC World

As a god of death, Avogadro never thought that he would die. Even when Clark broke his neck and fell to the ground, he firmly believed that he could survive.

However, under the continuous burning of green flames, confidence is disappearing little by little.

Luke sneered,

"Your Majesty, I would like to advise you, if you want to survive, get out now, before it's too late."

After the words fell, the intensity of the flame increased again, the green flames burned fiercely, and the core part gradually turned into a strange dark green, and a terrifying aura that seemed to swallow the world emanated from it, making the dragon of the underworld shiver uncontrollably, and despair arose in his heart Come.

"Who the hell are you? Your flame...why... how is it possible?"

"The dragon is about to die, so there is no need to be so surprised."

Luke chuckled, pinched the spell with his left hand, tapped lightly on the flame, the green flame shrank, turned into dense green lightning, and crazily attacked the black light enveloping the remnant soul.

Black light is the divine power of the god of death, representing death, decay, and reincarnation, a unique power of the underworld, but what is puzzling is that the dragon of the underworld, the god of death, did not integrate the divine power of the god of death, but controlled it in a special way.

Luke suddenly became interested and asked,

"How did you come to be the god of death? Don't tell me that the gods of death in the underworld are all like you who occupy the latrines and don't shit."

Avogadro didn't know what it means to occupy the latrine and not shit, but through his expression and tone, he vaguely guessed Luke's thoughts,

"If you let me go, I'll tell you."

Luke sneered.

Avogadro couldn't help but begged, "Don't you want to have the power of the god of death, I can tell you how, as long as you swear with your soul to save my life, I will make you the god of death, the god of death in the underworld, the end of all life By."

"Sorry, I'm not interested in God of Death. The reason why I chatted with you so much is just to pass the time."

Click!

Under the continuous erosion of the green light lightning, a little crack appeared in the black light, and the electric arc hit Avogadro's soul through the gap, leaving him with unimaginable pain.

Luke suddenly exerted force, forced the light curtain open, and pulled the remnant soul out of the "egg shell".

The souls of dragons are far stronger than humans, and that's all.

Without the protection of the flesh and black light, it is a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Now, if I ask you to answer, if you dare to say a wrong word, I will let you live or die."

Luke became ruthless and manipulated the flames to torture him first. The moment the blazing green flames came into contact with the soul, there was only pain. Avogadro couldn't feel anything, only pain, endless pain, like countless ants Biting himself, it seems to be tormented back and forth in a frying pan and a frozen lake.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment, and the pain is infinitely extended, tormenting it all the time, and I don't know how long, decades, or hundreds of years, the pain finally subsides.

The dragon of the underworld, whose soul was almost wiped out, looked at Luke in despair,

"Please, let me go."

The voice turned mournful, like a soft egg, no longer the domineering and arrogant before.

Luke sneered, "I thought you would beg me to give you a good time, but I didn't expect to have the idea of ​​being alive."

"The dragon of the underworld, no, you should be called the worm of the underworld. Creatures have the instinct to survive, but it is really rare to be as cowardly as you."

Avogadro's eyes were full of hatred, and the moment his eyes met Luke's, it turned into deep fear. The fear took root in the depths of his soul, and it occupied the entire soul in a blink of an eye. The power of fear struck, but it had no be on guard.

Luke said coldly,

"What is your name?"

"Avogadro."

"How old are you?"

"Seventeen thousand years old."

Avogadro's eyes were blank and he had lost his sense of self, and the interrogation lasted fifteen minutes before Luke answered anything he asked.

After all the questions are asked, it will naturally lose its value.

The green flame expanded and burned the remnant soul of the dragon of the underworld.

The famous dragon of the underworld and the ruler of the endless land has since become history. No one will remember it, and there is no need to remember it.

After doing all this, Luke turned his gaze to the black ball aside.

The power of death.

Excluding Avogadro's description, the process of becoming the god of death was purely accidental. After the battle of the gods, the gods of the underworld suffered heavy casualties. Some kind of vicious thought swallowed him into his stomach. Later, with the help of the wizard, he learned how to control the power of the god of death. However, these methods were only superficial, and he could not understand the source like the real god of death, and obtained all kinds of incredible things. Ability.

The Grim Reaper is not only a name, but also represents the rules. To become the Grim Reaper, one has to take on the responsibility of reincarnation. Avogadro didn't want to do this. While he was greedy for the power of the gods, he spurned his responsibilities at the same time, so he came here. out.

I have to say that this guy's death was not wronged at all.

"How to deal with this thing?"

Luke muttered to himself, really having a headache.

Although the power of the god of death is strong, it has great limitations, and it is impossible to bring it back to the earth. Once this thing leaves the underworld, it will dissipate immediately. Unless it is fused with it, it may become part of the rules of the underworld, just like Anubis, who cannot leave for the rest of his life.

"Forget it, put it away and talk about it!"

Luke shook his head, and according to the method provided by Avogadro, practiced the power of death into a rosary and wore it around his neck.

This thing is quite unique, but it is a bit dark.

black and green?

Well, let's not mention it.

When they returned to the corpse, the three of Clark had packed up their things and were about to leave, while Akorn was lying on the corpse, seeming to be devouring dragon blood.

Luke glanced at it and didn't say much. The half-dragon is a hybrid offspring of a giant dragon. The blood of a purebred dragon can greatly enhance its strength and even evolve into a more powerful individual.

Diana asked curiously,

"The rosary around your neck is..."

"The trophy, how about it, is it good or not?"

Diana opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything against her will. Luke surrounded by green light was already weird enough, but now he had a string of black rosary beads. Let alone a child, this look would make the scalp numb for adults.

Ron En said in a deep voice, "How is the situation? Is there any good news?"

Luke shook his head silently,

"Avogadro didn't participate in the battle of the gods, he just listened to the process and didn't understand the details."

Clark frowned, "Why is it looking for us?"

"It wants to go to the earth through us, devour the soul of life, and become an existence beyond everything."

Hearing this sentence, the three of them were stunned, and they didn't understand at all. The earth is just a living planet. There are too many planets like this in the universe. Is it necessary to care so much?