Xiao Chen looked at the mask in the old fortune teller's hand and his face trembled.

Although it wasn't the first time we met, it was still hard to remain calm when we met again.

This would require at least dozens of masks, each as thin as a cicada's wing.

Looking at it this way, it’s hard to tell what it looks like.

But he had a feeling that any one of them he picked out might be extraordinary.

In other words, the old fortune teller may have dozens of terrifying identities~

Compared with the old fortune teller, the little achievements he had made since his debut suddenly became insignificant.

"Oh, this."

The old fortune teller found one, put it on his face, and became a completely different person.

"how?"

"Well, a bit like a mixed-race."

Xiao Chen looked at it carefully, trying not to laugh.

"How did you get such a hybrid mask?"

"Isn't it because I'm afraid that the Western gods will have resistance? If I become mixed-blood, won't they be less resistant?"

The old fortune teller explained.

"Being a Chinese would definitely make them uncomfortable... I didn't want to start a big fight back then, so I just created this identity."

"All right."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"No matter what, if you can make the entire West abide by the Divine Covenant, it will be very impressive."

"It's not the case in the entire West either. The stronger ones hide themselves more and don't come out for years. So for them, it doesn't matter whether they have the Covenant or not."

The old fortune teller put away his expression and pointed in a direction.

"Come on, let's go there."

When the old fortune teller and his entourage stepped into the Ona Forest, rays of divine awareness immediately swept over them.

"That person back then..."

"I heard that he had a fight with Carlyle."

"Kaileh was defeated, but this guy is still very powerful."

There are ancient gods whispering. They do not belong to Kailei's camp, but everyone is in the same circle and they understand each other more or less.

"Someone will definitely be unable to resist taking action. Wasn't everyone intimidated by him back then?"

"Well, I heard that when someone showed up, he had already disappeared."

“…”

While they were discussing, the old fortune teller suddenly stopped.

I saw seven figures appearing in front of me.

The leader was thin, but exuded a terrifying aura.

He was dressed in a black robe and holding a death scythe in his hand.

"I've been looking for you for a long time."

The leader spoke with a hoarse voice, as unpleasant as a knife scraping glass.

"Then what?"

The old fortune teller looked at him and asked calmly.

"I wasn't there when you made the Divine Covenant and shocked the entire West... I heard that you summoned all the Western gods to come to Ona Forest. Those who don't come should hide and never show up again."

The leader's voice became even colder.

"I came here today not for Ona Forest, but to take your life."

"With you? Not yet."

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"I know you defeated Carlyle, but so what?"

As the leader finished speaking, the six people behind him fell into different positions.

The six people were dressed similarly to the leader.

The only difference is that the leader is holding a golden Grim Reaper's scythe.

And what they had in their hands was silver.

"I've heard of the Seven Death Gods, too."

The old fortune teller glanced at them and gave them a mocking smile.

"I heard that in the West, you are the real god of death, and whoever you want to die will die?"

"That's right. Today, you die."

The leader said in a deep voice.

Swish.

One after another, human figures or spiritual consciousness appeared.

Many gods came over to see how powerful the old fortune teller was.

Kai Lei also came with the ancient gods.

His status in the West is still very high, and many gods greet him respectfully.

Kai Lei ignored them, looked at the old fortune teller, then looked at the Grim Reaper opposite him, and narrowed his eyes.

He admitted that the god of death was powerful, but he was still not powerful enough when facing the old fortune teller, right?

Unless, the seven of them attack together.

The God of Light and the God of Darkness also came.

Both of them belong to the new generation of gods. When they rose, many ancient gods had already disappeared and no longer appeared.

The same goes for the seven gods of death.

After disappearing for many years, it has now reappeared.

As soon as he appeared, he started to attack the old fortune teller.

"Wait a little longer."

The old fortune teller looked at the leader and said.

"Waiting for what?"

The leader asked in a deep voice.

"Don't delay. No one can save you."

"You misunderstood. I'm not waiting for someone to rescue me. I want to wait until there are more people before I kill you."

The old fortune teller said seriously.

"Killing you can only have the greatest effect when there are more of you."

After hearing what the old fortune teller said, the seven gods of death became furious. Isn’t this old guy too arrogant?

You know, these seven gods of death are absolutely rampant in the West.

Now the old fortune teller wants to use their lives to intimidate others?

"I don't care who you really are. Today... you are dead."

After the leader finished speaking, he raised the golden sickle in his hand.

boom.

The other six people also burst out with terrifying aura and soared into the sky.

The silver sickles in their hands were raised, emitting a glow and exuding a murderous aura.

"Old fortune teller, can I help you solve them?"

Xiao Chen was eager to try, he had just established his divine foundation and was eager to show off his current strength.

"No, don't steal my limelight."

The old fortune teller glanced at Xiao Chen.

"I'll take care of it."

"OK."

After hearing what the old fortune teller said, Xiao Chen said no more.

As word spread, more and more people showed up.

"It's really the same person as before."

"Back then, he showed his extraordinary strength, otherwise why would people be afraid of him?"

"Yeah, without strength, "The Covenant of God" is a joke."

“…”

Some gods discussed it, but did not come forward.

Since someone wanted to test the old fortune teller's skills in public, they were happy to watch the fun.

They also wanted to know if this person was qualified to summon the Western gods to gather here.

“They said that you or the Covenant of God is like a sword hanging over your head…”

The leader stared at the old fortune teller with an icy voice.

"Today, I will use the Death Blade to chop off your head."

"I want to see it."

The old fortune teller nodded and looked at Xiao Chen and others.

"You guys stand back."

"Okay, old fortune teller, behave yourself and don't embarrass me."

Xiao Chen didn't care about the situation in front of him. The old fortune teller was invincible!

What a damn god of death. If he is the first to stick his head out, he will easily be beaten to death.

"Be careful."

Amaterasu gave a warning.

"I know."

The old fortune teller nodded and walked slowly forward.

Swish.

The seven gods of death attacked the old fortune teller almost at the same time.

Especially the leader, the aura he exuded was not weaker than Kai Lei, and was even stronger.

He is the real god of death.

He is not bragging. In the West, whoever he wants to die will die!

He wants to kill the old fortune teller in front of so many gods!