“………… I sincerely hope that the next time you show up, you will give some signs, such as lightning and thunder, Your Majesty the Grim Reaper. ”

Jenn looked up helplessly, looking at the figure standing not far behind Bane who was wearing only a white mask except for a black robe. The Grim Reaper appeared silently, and even in his own realm, Jenn had no way of detecting how he had come in. But Jenn didn't care about such a trivial matter -- yes, the other party was a god who had mastered one of the oldest rules since the birth of the world, and he himself was not technically a public official now. Jenn knew how big the power gap between the two sides was, and he had no intention of challenging it.

Just like Jenn doesn't plan to challenge his cheap dad right now.

Too unrealistic goals will only lead to death.

"Everyone has his destined death."

The Grim Reaper's voice was very flat, perhaps because of the mask, and it was a little blurry, and it was impossible to hear men and women. But listening to it in the ears brings an incredible sense of calm......... The calm of death. Jenn didn't like it, after all, he was still young, and it would be nice to have fewer near-death experiences before he died.

"Even the gods were unwilling to accept this reality, so he made a choice, but unfortunately, the result of this choice was not what he expected."

The god of death stood there motionless, and as he spoke, he saw that the pitch-black scythe that emerged from Bane's shadow had hooked Bane's body in front of him like the claws of a beast, and then slowly dragged it into the dark shadows, as if it was swallowed up in a bottomless swamp, and in just a moment, Bane's body completely disappeared into the darkness, and there was no more movement.

"You don't have to explain it to me. His Majesty the Grim Reaper. ”

To be honest, Jenn was even slightly moved, he wasn't as naïve as mortals or gods, considering that in the eyes of ancient gods like the god of death and the goddess of night, new gods like them weren't even babies, if they had to say anything. Then they are more like pet dogs. It wasn't clear what the duties of the Old Gods were, but it was certain that they were for the proper functioning of the world. As long as the gods who are the embodiment of order do not jump out of this boundary, it actually doesn't matter to the ancient gods -- this is the difference in status and strength between the two sides. Even if the Grim Reaper took the body and left without saying a word, Jenn would have nothing to say. The Nether Realm itself was a place where the jungle preyed on the strong, and there was no need for the ancient gods to spend any more words on themselves.

"But it seems like I'm really important in your plans?"

"The Rite of Fate must take place."

The Grim Reaper replied lightly.

"No one wants to face death, but death always comes. The gods are no exception, they fear this, but. They can't change. ”

Saying this, the god of death raised his right hand and pointed at Jenn, and soon, a ball of light that was the same as before appeared in front of Jenn again. Then, the next moment, as the darkness vanished, the shadow of the god of death disintegrated and dissipated from Jenn's face again, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

That's a lot of fun.

Looking at the ball of light that exuded a faint aura of divinity in front of him. Jenn couldn't help but squint his eyes.

The Grim Reaper didn't answer Jenn's question head-on, but from his answer. Jenn was already vaguely aware of why they would choose themselves as pawns. The reason is simple, Jenn is still very young.

To use an analogy, it's like immortality. For young people, immortality is a beautiful dream, and they may become interested in it. But not to waste your life because of this. Because life is still a long time for them, and they still have a lot of time to enjoy life. But unlike those who are dying, they will do everything they can to prolong their lives, because with death comes death. They felt an irresistible sense of fear, and it was this fear that forced them to desperately want to stay away from death.

In this way, the gods seem to be understandable, and if the "Rite of Fate" is like death to them, it will deprive them of everything they have now. Of course, they didn't want to accept it, in fact, the last Rite of Fate started the War of the Sages, and there were quite a few gods who fell or were replaced by others. This in itself is enough to explain the problem, so at the moment, these gods, who control resources and power, are naturally unwilling to accept this ritual to take risks.

But unfortunately, the fate ritual is like an exam, whether you like it or not, whether you like it or not, whether you want it or not, there will always be a day, and the result will determine whether you will face a happy life or a miserable world next.

Since ancient times, no ruling class has been willing to initiate reforms at the expense of its own vital interests, and neither have the gods. I'm afraid that the goddess of the night and the god of death took a fancy to this and came to me for help. After all, compared to those gods who had been running the Divine Domain for many years, Jenn was still too young and too weak. Therefore, this "Ritual of Destiny" will not cause him any harm, and may even bring him some benefits -- just as killing the God of War can absorb his priesthood now, after the Ritual of Destiny begins, Jenn can also attack other gods who have been descended by the Holy One to absorb their priesthood and divine power to increase his own power.

It can be said that the ritual of fate is only good for Jenn, and there is no harm.

Of course, that's for now.

When the next time the fate ritual is opened, I am afraid that Jenn, who has vested interests, will not be so happy to agree. After all, Jenn is poor and white now, and so far, he is not a true god, so there will be no negative impact. But after a thousand years, if Jenn has countless followers, a huge divine domain, and great power, and then he has to face a ritual that will knock him into the main plane and start over, otherwise everything will disappear......... Well, it's hard to say what will happen.

And that's what Bane was trying to say.

But Jenn doesn't care about this right now, after all, if that's the case, then for him, the next trouble will be a thousand years away......... Even for the gods, this is a lot of time, and no one knows what will happen during this time.

So...............

"These two are really good calculations, I can't find a reason to refuse.........

Thinking of this, Jenn shook his head helplessly, and then he smiled bitterly and reached out to grasp the suspended ball of light in front of him.

Soon, a dazzling glow resurfaced, enveloping Jenn. (To be continued.) )