On the island, everyone is fishing, and I am the only one who has obtained the epic talent

Chapter 205: Swinging the Sword at God

"Moo~"

The Black Water Dragon roared towards the sky, and its huge body became dozens of feet long in the blink of an eye. It held its head high and chest out, its eyes as sharp as swords, tightly locking onto the spirit of the Golden Crow, revealing a determination to fight to the death.

Just when Mu Yu was about to fight to the death, a biting chill suddenly gushed out of his body without warning.

The chill swept over like a surging tide, quickly spreading to every corner of the body.

Mu Yu's body couldn't help but tremble violently, as if every cell in his body was filled with fear.

Despite the unbearable heat of the surrounding environment, the chill remained unaffected and continued to erode his will and physical strength.

Mu Yu glanced in astonishment and saw a middle-aged man with a face as cold as a knife, pale as paper, and wearing a black robe floating in the air.

He was like the god of death from hell, with a chilling smile on his lips, staring at himself silently.

"No way, I'm not dead yet, why are you in such a hurry to collect my soul?"

Mu Yu cursed inwardly, thinking that he was really unlucky today, encountering such dangerous things one after another.

At this moment, Mu Yu was surprised to find that the Golden Crow Spirit, which had been pressing down with great momentum, had stopped attacking and began to retreat slowly.

This gave Mu Yu a ridiculous feeling. The Golden Crow spirit did not flee, but retreated cautiously as if walking on thin ice, as if it was worried that its actions would cause some adverse consequences and anger the middle-aged man in the black robe.

"Thank you for saving my life. May I ask who you are?"

Mu Yu was the first to break the silence and asked the middle-aged man curiously. He was surprised to find that his true eyes could not reveal any information about this person.

"You can call me the God of Fallen Hell, or the Lord of the Element of Death."

Fallen responded calmly.

"You are a god?"

Mu Yu's eyes suddenly narrowed in shock.

Although he had doubts about the identity of the person in front of him, the fact that he was able to scare away the extraordinary Golden Crow spirit just by standing there meant that he was definitely an extraordinary existence.

"So-called gods are nothing more than differences in their order.

You are also a Sequencer, and there may be a chance for you to become a God in the future.

I am ranked fifth in the Sequence. Are you willing to inherit this position?"

Fall said slowly.

"Is this really something I can inherit? Is there a price to pay?"

Hearing this, Mu Yu's heart suddenly tightened, but he was not overwhelmed by this sudden surprise. Instead, he took a deep breath, calmed his inner excitement, and asked.

“You need to become my eternal believer. Whether in body or soul, you must be loyal to me forever and never disobey any of my orders.

Only with such sincerity will I consider training you as my successor."

Fallen said with a proud look.

Because only in this way, even if the person in front of him finally succeeds in inheriting his authority, he who has lost his authority can still occupy a place in this world without having to bear the endless responsibilities.

"Sorry, I refuse!"

After a long silence, Mu Yu finally spoke slowly and heavily.

"If you had been nurtured by me, you would have had a one in ten thousand chance of reaching my current position.

But if you rely on yourself alone, it will be impossible!

You people today are always blindly pursuing so-called freedom. However, if freedom is not backed by sufficient strength, what is the difference between it and wearing heavy shackles?

Fallen sneered and asked back.

"But I still want to give it a try, to strive for it through my own efforts, rather than selling myself out in exchange for so-called strength that offers no freedom at all."

Mu Yu said solemnly with a serious expression.

"Yes, it does have a unique personality, but I don't like it."

The fallen man who was still smiling in the previous second suddenly changed the subject in the next second. A black sickle suddenly appeared in his hand and he swung it towards Mu Yu without hesitation.

In an instant, a deep sword light hundreds of feet long poured down like a waterfall, heading straight for Mu Yu. It contained endless power of death, as if it could devour everything in the world.

Mu Yu instantly felt an illusion that the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart. The impact far exceeded the sense of despair brought by the Golden Crow Spirit, making him unable to muster the slightest desire to resist.

"No! I can't die like this!"

Mu Yu was filled with resentment. Even though he knew that resistance might be meaningless, he still decided to resist to the end, even if his opponent was a god!

Mountain of Ten Thousand Blades of Swords!

In an instant, a mountain of swords more than ten feet high appeared in front of Mu Yu.

This mountain of knives was extremely sharp, and each knife flashed with cold light. It was actually formed by the extremely powerful golden knife in his hand.

"Push it to me!"

Mu Yu roared angrily, controlling the huge mountain of swords and charging towards the hundred-foot-long black sword light without hesitation.

"Shh~"

However, facing the black blade light containing endless power of death, the Ten Thousand Blade Mountain was as vulnerable as a chicken or a dog. It collapsed in an instant, turned into nothingness, and sank into the black blade light, and rushed towards Mu Yu together with it.

“I’m going to die!”

Mu Yu closed his eyes tightly, muttered to himself, and waited for death to come.

But unexpectedly, after a while, he did not feel the expected severe pain. Instead, he felt a black blade light in his mind, quietly floating in it, motionless.

Mu Yu slowly opened his eyes, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. He looked around, but found that the sky was already empty and the Fallen God of Hell was nowhere to be found.

"Ding~ You have obtained the title: The One Who Wields a Sword Against Gods."

[Those who wield the sword against the gods: When fighting against creatures with higher serial numbers than your own, you will gain a 9% to 999% attribute bonus. The greater the difference in serial numbers, the higher the bonus. After killing the evil god, you will gain further strength!]

"Is He just trying to scare me? Doesn't He really want to kill me? Or is it that even gods have limitations and can't kill people at will? But why did He leave this blade light in my mind?

Having survived a catastrophe, he even received such an outrageous title, but this title is only effective when worn against specific opponents."

Mu Yu fell into deep thought, unable to figure out the answer.

Whenever he closed his eyes and brought his consciousness closer to the deep blade of death, an irresistible urge would surge from deep in his heart, as if there was a force driving him to worship death.

"This blade light is too strange and dangerous. I must never touch it lightly in the future. Once I am strong enough, I will find a way to drive it out of my mind!

The only thing left to do now is to kill as many Golden Crow spirits as possible to increase your own strength!"

Mu Yu's mind raced, and he immediately separated his consciousness from the sword light and stopped thinking about it.

Mu Yu's attitude towards the fallen god of hell was obviously quite complicated. If he hadn't helped him, he would probably have found it difficult to escape the pursuit of the Golden Crow Spirit.

Boom boom~

Mu Yu re-equipped the Wings of Extreme Fire, brought the little dragon back to the island, and took out the island teleportation scroll.

With this scroll in hand, even if I encounter the extraordinary Golden Crow spirit again, I will not sit and wait for death.

After a short rest, Mu Yu set out again. Not long after he left, he encountered another Golden Crow Spirit of outstanding level.