Chapter 557
Every time the God of Death "dies", countless undead souls fall off his body. These undead souls are sent to the corpses of various dead groups through the power of life and reincarnation.
Those corpses are reborn.
The "wisdom" and souls that were stripped and played with also escape with them. The resurrected groups wake up again, and they seem to have had a long and terrifying dream. They
wake up from the nightmare, no longer maintain the attacking team, and disperse back to their own worlds.
The destroyed world reappeared, and the destroyed life grew again...
The realm of death and plague became fertile soil for life, and life flourished...
Finally, the sacred trees killed by the claws of the god of death also resurrected in batches. As Zhou Chuchu's contracted sacred trees, after Zhou Chuchu stepped into the original realm, each sacred tree had the ability to transform into a world of life!
The power of life increased by hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands... hundreds of millions, countless times, while the power of death continued to shrink and shrink until it maintained its most normal state.
The god of death itself cannot be completely killed, and there cannot be no death in the world.
But the current god of death has only lost any ambition, a true "original" god!
He no longer has the ambition to cover the world, nor does he have the idea of playing with life and transforming it into zombies. He has become the fair, ruthless, but original God of Death!
His eyes looked at Qin Zeyuan and Zhou Chuchu quietly.
He had no hatred.
His previous incarnation had completely disappeared under the joint efforts of Zhou Chuchu and Qin Zeyuan.
"Now, I only have one question."
"Qin Zeyuan, how did you get rid of death and seize the vitality of all worlds?"
Qin Zeyuan is a human, a corpse god, and the original of the present.
How did he do it?
Zhou Chuchu was also curious. This step by step was just right.
She asked herself that if it were her, she would definitely not be able to do it.
Even if she already had the ability to manufacture the system.
After achieving the original, she knew that the system she was bound to did not come out of nowhere, but was made by Qin Zeyuan and given to her to set this final chance to turn the tide and seize the vitality of the world from the power of the God of Death.
The only chance.
Qin Zeyuan said: "The vitality of the world, what does it have to do with me. From the beginning to the end, what I seek is only the vitality of my family and my lover. For this, I did not hesitate to reincarnate thousands of times in the reincarnation to find this opportunity to break the deadlock."
Qin Zeyuan said calmly, but Zhou Chuchu's heart was overwhelmed with shock.
It turned out, it turned out...
Qin Zeyuan had traveled so alone in the long river of reincarnation, and tried and failed so many times, so many times...
But he never said it, never said it!
"..."
The God of Death was silent for a long time, then sighed.
"Humans, I will never understand..."
The eyes of death disappeared from the original world, and the dark clouds of death completely dissipated.
The God of Death completely retreated to the world of death. From now on, He had no chance and no possibility to get involved in the world of living beings again!
"Win!"
"We won!"
"We won!"
Countless people who came back from the dead burst into tears when they learned about this. They found their relatives and friends and embraced them deeply!
In the original world, whether they knew or didn't know, were familiar or unfamiliar!
Husbands and wives, fathers and daughters, fathers and sons, grandparents...
friends, comrades-in-arms, even former enemies...
also cheered and celebrated at this moment!
They won life from the hands of death! They
can live well!
Experience the ups and downs, the joys and sorrows of life again!
Zhou Chuchu and Qin Zeyuan shook hands.
"Husband, I have a lot to say to you."
Zhou Chuchu smiled,
"But now I just want to hold your hand and lean on your arms."
Qin Zeyuan stretched out his arms and hugged his beloved wife tightly, wishing to integrate her into his bones and blood.
"But now, I want to do the most intimate things with you."
Ten years, no, for him, even longer time, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years?
He can't remember, now he just wants to do things he has thought about countless times with his closest lover.
"Dad! Mom!"
Two different shouts rang out.
Qiqi and Linlin flew over.
"Sister, brother-in-law."
"Aunt, uncle."
"Daughter, son-in
-law." "Bastard, eldest daughter."
One after another, relatives gathered here.
Qin Zeyuan looked at them, and a faint smile appeared on his always cold face.
Zhou Chuchu finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled sweetly.