Honey, It’s Time To Take Your Medicine!

Because her body was filled with deathly aura, anyone who came close to her would die, and even mosquitoes would not suck her blood.

She didn't even dare to stay in the woods for too long, as the trees around her would wither.

Black eyes and long black hair are very common on earth, but they are definitely rare in this world.

It even gave Qin Chu an inexplicable sense of familiarity and intimacy.

By the way, if paired with black stockings, does this count as black and straight?

After being happy alone for a while, the daughter of death seemed to realize that her behavior was a bit rude, and her slightly pale lips stuck out her tongue slightly: "Ah, I'm sorry, it seems I haven't introduced myself yet."

She stepped back slightly.

Everything she does is very ladylike.

"My name is Iretta."

"If I'm not mistaken, I should be the daughter of death among the legendary thirteen existing witches."

"At the same time, he can also be regarded as the acting god of death."

Qin Chu also bowed gracefully and simply responded: "The brave Qin Chu."

Then, he spoke again: "Can you tell me, what is the acting god of death?"

He was a little curious about this title just now.

It's not that he doesn't understand what it means to act as a God of Death, it's just that he can't understand why the daughter of Death would become an Acting God of Death.

"Thousands of years ago, the gods fell, power spread to the world, and witches began to be born."

"And what I inherit is the authority of the God of Death."

"It's like you inherited the seed of life."

"Ah, please don't get me wrong, Mr. Qin." Iretta, the daughter of death, seemed to remember something. She gently shook her little hand: "The God of Death is not what you think, going around to harvest lives."

"The authority of the God of Death actually concerns the soul."

"The soul is essentially a kind of energy, but this energy is very special."

Iretta is not a boring gourd. She occasionally talks, but the people she talks to are usually the undead. Perhaps it was because she hadn't communicated normally with people for a long time. Being able to communicate with a normal human being like this made Iretta very happy, so that she spoke a lot.

"People who die in vain often have a lot of resentment in their souls. These resentments will cause their souls to wander in this world and eventually form ghosts. My job is to clean up the resentments in these souls so that the soul can be purified and transformed into the best form. Send them where they should go with pure soul energy to prevent the human world from being enveloped by dead souls.”

Qin Chu probably understood in his heart.

It seems that there is no reason why Saya is so wary of the Daughter of Death.

Even a being like Violet would not be able to withstand the erosion brought by God's authority and would go crazy step by step.

But instead of being eroded by the authority of God, Iretta may have been, but she was overcome by Iretta. She even began to grasp the power of the authority and perform the duties of the gods on her behalf.

But, thanks to Iretta.

Think about it, how long a thousand years is.

In this long period of time, how many people have died in the entire Sky Continent?

If Ileta hadn't cleaned up the dead souls, then this world would have long been no longer suitable for human habitation, and would be full of ghosts and the like...

After speaking a long paragraph, Iretta seemed to realize that she had spoken a lot today.

This made her a little confused.

Although it is indeed a happy thing to meet someone with whom you can communicate and get close.

But, more importantly, there is a special aura in this man, which makes Iretta want to get close to him.

She couldn't understand that feeling.

Shaking her head, Iretta stopped thinking about this problem.

Don't think about things you can't understand. This is one of the ways that Iretta can persist in loneliness for thousands of years.

"Your talent is really great..." Qin Chu admired sincerely: "Violet told me that the witches who inherited the power of gods almost all went crazy without exception, but you were not God’s authority affects and even controls Him.”

"Not affected? Control him?" Iretta, the daughter of death, murmured these two sentences.

In the past few seconds, his dark eyes suddenly stared into Qin Chu's eyes: "Your Excellency, brave man, do you want to feel my heartbeat?"

ha?

What does this mean?

How...how do you feel?

Isn't this not good?

Thank you for the reward for being stuck at the beach and thank you for your support.

Chapter 218 My name is Jero, I am dead (3)

Feel Iretta's heartbeat.

Qin Chu felt that this was not good. It was not a gentleman's behavior.

Although Ileta seemed to be there but not at all, it was a girl's delicate body after all, and it was not something I could desecrate at will.

But just when Qin Chu strengthened his belief, Ileta seemed a little confused about Qin Chu's lack of response. After a brief hesitation, Ileta took Qin Chu's finger and looked at Qin Chu's shocked eyes. Place it on her chest.

hiss……

Qin Chu's fingers trembled and he almost curled up.

This reaction has nothing to do with so-called gentlemen.

This is the touch that Ileta's skin brings to Qin Chu.

Her skin was not smooth and delicate, on the contrary, it was like a piece of fine silk, smooth and supple.

But, it looks too much like satin.

Qin Chu couldn't help but have goosebumps on his body. The weird feeling even gave Qin Chu a creepy feeling.

Her skin is cold...

It's not cold like ice, but a normal but temperatureless cold, an indifferent cold.

That's not the body temperature that normal humans can have at all.

Just under the palm of my hand, I couldn't feel any beat of my heart at all.

This is a girl without a heartbeat.

Her body was already dead.

"The authority of God is the power of God after all." Iretta smiled softly.

Perhaps it was because of Qin Chu's inexplicable sense of closeness that she didn't feel bored by the touch of Qin Chu's fingers.

"If you want to carry the power of gods with a mortal body, you are destined to bear a huge price." Her voice was as empty and faint as ever: "I don't know when it started..."

"Perhaps it's because the authority I carry is rather special. From the moment this authority comes to me, I need to work as the acting God of Death."

"But, after all, I am not the real God of Death."

"The God of Death can completely eliminate the resentment in the soul, but I can't. I can only intercept these resentments and let other pure souls turn into energy to re-enter the operation of this world. And those parts full of resentment, It’s all attached to me.”

"I don't know when the people close to me will start to become weak. They will get sick inexplicably... They will be plagued by bad luck..."

"Until the end, those who are close to me will even die directly."

Ileta's voice echoed in Qin Chu's ears.

All those who accept God's authority are doomed to live a miserable life.

With Violet's wings like this, she endured thousands of years of torture and went crazy in loneliness and erosion.

The same goes for Gaia...

Qin Chu originally thought that Ileta could fully digest the power of God's authority, but in some ways, her experience was even more cruel than Violet and Gaia.

She's not crazy, she's sane.

But it is this kind of sobriety that makes Ireta watch helplessly as she hurts her family and friends... so that this normal girl has to stay away from the world, so that this slender body has to go Bear the resentment of hundreds of millions of dead souls for thousands of years.

Iretta was not as calm as she appeared.

Qin Chu only felt a little bit of those resentments and felt very uncomfortable.

He didn't know what that feeling was like for Iretta. Maybe she was used to it, but getting used to it didn't mean it was easy. Being used to the painful torture could only be said to be a deeper sadness.

"Then, at some point... my body stopped growing."

Iretta looked down at her chest sadly, and saw that it would never grow bigger.

Although she is the acting god of death, she is still a woman after all, and she is still a little dissatisfied with her barren figure. After all, she was once a girl, and she still had some illusions about her future.

However, as the body stopped growing, this illusion disappeared!

Although in Qin Chu's eyes, if he could grow up, he would have grown up long ago.

"Then, even the breathing disappeared and the heartbeat stopped."

"As the agent of Death, I am already dead."

The words were calm, without much emotion, but made Qin Chu feel a deep sadness.

Iretta also seemed to feel that this topic was a bit heavy, and her pretty fair face swept away the gloom just now: "Huh, I haven't met a person like this for a long time. Thanks to the seeds of life in you, I also Not crazy."

"I once wanted to find other witches. I thought that those monsters had the same divine authority as me and might not be affected by the death energy on my body. But I didn't expect that those witches started to attack when they saw me. I just have to leave."

"Thanks!"

"I had a premonition that a powerful and dirty soul would appear here, so I followed him all the way." Iretta continued: "But you burned him to death."

Qin Chu glanced at the ashes left on the ground after Ronald was burned, and his face was filled with shock.

Iretta shook her head again: "Don't worry, I don't mean to blame you."

"Originally, because this soul is full of evil and very powerful, it will be very troublesome for me to deal with it. If you just burn it, it will save me trouble."

After a brief pause, Ileta's dark eyes looked into Qin Chu's eyes.

The face looked even more beautiful at close range.

Perhaps, because of their own temperament, people subconsciously ignore Iretta's beauty.

But in fact, this is a very delicate girl, like a beautiful doll.

"Your Majesty the Brave, do you want to make a deal with me?" Iretta suddenly changed the subject.

"Deal? What deal?"

Qin Chu was a little stunned.

He doesn't think he has any place to make a deal with the daughter of death, a deal with the god of death? What to use? Your life or soul?

No one feels lucky to have made a deal with death.

"You want to read the remaining information in this soul fragment, right?" Iretta asked: "If I read correctly, this should be the soul crystal of the first-generation hero Jero."

Qin Chu's eyes flashed: "But this soul fragment is empty..."

As expected, Iretta smiled: "There are no absolutely pure soul fragments. Even if the remnant soul inside has disappeared, it will eventually leave some marks."

"Just because you can't interpret it doesn't mean I can't either."

"Don't forget whose authority I inherit."

The authority of the God of Death, the ability to specifically deal with dead souls.

Qin Chu's eyes gradually became brighter. If there is really information left in this soul fragment, others may not be able to interpret it, but... the daughter of death may really be able to do it.

If even the Daughter of Death says that this soul fragment is empty, then you can really give up.

"These remaining marks are often hidden in the most remote and dark corners. If you are not proficient in the soul, it is indeed difficult to peek into these contents. I can help you decipher this fragment, but in return, you have to help I'm doing a favor," Iretta said.

Qin Chu did not fully agree, but asked: "What are you busy with?"

Although he really wanted to know what was left in the fragment of Jero's soul, he was more worried about whether Iretta would let her do something very bad.

"I can't tell you right away, but I can assure you that it will never be such a cruel and unreasonable thing as asking you to commit suicide, hurt or kill other people." Iretta promised.

Qin Chu pondered for a moment. Qin Chu didn't like this feeling of uncertainty.