"Hey, hey, hey. Big Brother, is there a misunderstanding between us?"
Instantly, Thanatos' body stiffened. His entire body was improved, and he, who had been transformed into a small black dog, lay on the beach.
Everything from before had disappeared, as if it was an illusion.
The head of Thanatos was on the beach, looking at Flanders, who was starting a fire proficiently while holding his sword.
All of this happened too suddenly. Who would have thought that this would be the result?
He was the Death God, and had existed since hundreds of years ago. He was one of the supreme magical powers of the Nether Realm.
His magic power had already reached the Archmage level.
But what was going on now? A second ago, he was still glaring fiercely, but in the next second, he was struck on the head by a sword, and his magic power was sealed.
He didn't even know how he'd lost. All of this was too sudden. Who would have imagined that this young man in flowery pants would actually possess such formidable strength?
He did not release any aura from his body, nor did he circulate any magic power. Even when he attacked, there were no signs or fluctuations.
Could this be the secret of little fox's growth?
The Death God shuddered as he suddenly thought of something. His eyes lit up. What kind of existence was this?
Could it be a hermit mighty figure that had survived the great war hundreds of years ago?
No wonder the little fox was so cautious earlier. If he had discovered an existence of this level, he would definitely not let outsiders know. In just a few short decades, the little fox had risen two realms consecutively.
If he could be taught by this person, there would be nothing in this magical world that he could not obtain.
Just as Death God was getting excited, he suddenly felt someone pulling him up. Then, a sharp sword gleam flashed past and slid around his thigh.
"What part should I groom first?" Flanders asked hesitantly, the sword in his hand.
The sword sliced through the air, and the Death God's hair stood on end.
This pretty boy in front of him treated him as a pet, and he was still fantasizing excitedly.
The God of Death who had turned into a small black dog began to stutter and cry out. He struggled violently and no longer had the condescending attitude from before. He sprawled on the ground and wailed with all his might.
The God of Death, who had always been proud and arrogant, no longer cared about his face. Whether his face was important or his life was important, the God of Death knew very well.
"Stop struggling, little dog. I'll give you a quick grooming."
As Flanders spoke, he raised his oily space-time sword and slashed down.
The God of Death let out a cry of despair. To think that he was still called the God of Death. Now, the God of Death was shouting at the top of his lungs. He shouted at the top of his lungs and rolled his eyes. He looked like he was about to die and was extremely miserable.
Seeing this, Flanders was rendered speechless by Thanatos' reaction.
"This little black dog is too afraid of death. I haven't even cut his fur yet. Why are you making a scene here?" Flanders put away his space-time sword and kicked his butt.
The God of Death who was unsealed hurriedly transformed into his original appearance.
"Thank you so much. Thank you for showing mercy."
At that moment, Flanders began to look Thanatos up and down. Being looked at like that by Flanders, Thanatos was not at all at ease. He quickly explained.
"It's like this. My real body is like this. Just now, because of some things, I had no choice but to become the little black dog."
God of Death looked up and almost peed his pants.
It was only now that Thanatos suddenly realised that the long sword in Flanders' hand actually carried strands of divine energy.
The sword he used to roast meat… actually had the power of faith?
After the war hundreds of years ago, all the magical artifacts with the power of faith had been lost.
Now, in the entire magic world, every magical weapon with the power of faith was passed down from generation to generation.
After so many years, even magical artifacts with the power of faith were damaged.
Without a doubt, every Dharmic Artifact with the power of faith was top-notch.
Although the longsword in front of him only had a small wisp of power of faith, it could definitely be considered a top-notch treasure.
But now, the God of Death sniffed and could still smell the fragrance of roasted meat.
Even Hades did not have a weapon that possessed the power of faith. If he were to obtain one, he would definitely treat it as a treasure. But this guy used it for barbeque.
The person in front of him had definitely reached the realm of a Holy Mage and possessed the highest magical power.
The God of Death was on the verge of tears. Why did I have to run into such an existence?
Moreover, why was the big shot hiding in the lower realm? He was too low profile.
"Are you mentally prepared?"
Out of nowhere, Flanders' voice came faintly.
The God of Death was so scared that his legs went soft as he said with a trembling voice.
"Well, no."
The God of Death hurriedly took out a bunch of magical equipment that were shining with Will-O-Wisps from his interspatial ring. He even handed over his scythe that he regarded as a treasure.
"Please spare my life!"
The God of Death kowtowed crazily as he spoke. He did not have any backbone. He actually made a loud sound despite kowtowing on such a soft beach.
Thanatos struggled to his feet, his two hands wrapped around Flanders's thighs as he cried out.
"These are all my assets."
"Please be lenient and accept me as your student."
The corners of Flanders's mouth twitched as he shook Thanatos away. Thanatos climbed to his feet again and spoke respectfully.
"I don't need to become your student. I just want to stay here and watch the gate."
"Please be merciful and let me stay."
Seeing this scene, Flanders was speechless.
When he first saw Thanatos, he thought that he was rather unyielding and had the demeanor of an overlord.
But now it didn't look like that at all. His black face was wet with tears.
"You… get up first."
Flanders said while pinching his brow, because at some point Thanatos had crept up on him again, clinging to his thigh with his face full of snot and tears.
"If you dare smear it on me, I'll stew you."
Thanatos immediately quivered and hurriedly wiped his snot and tears on his body. He stood up and looked at Flanders respectfully.
Looking at the Death God, Flanders had a headache.
Accept students???
He had just disbanded the library and was enjoying his carefree days. Now, there was this thing. It was really a headache.
In the end, Flanders sighed as he faced the Death God who was fawning over him.
"Forget it, forget it. Although my library is closed, I lack someone to guard it and take care of the trivial matters in the library."
As soon as Flanders finished speaking, the eyes of the Death God opposite him suddenly trembled as he shouted excitedly.
"Thank you, Teacher. Thank you, Teacher."