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A towering column of pale deathly light descended from the sky and engulfed Baal.
"At last! At last!"
"At last, a body that can bear my power!"
"Haha! Foolish creature, your body is mine!"
Wild laughter rang out from somewhere unseen. Death Power surged through Baal, gradually forming a black, scythe-shaped object behind him.
The demons could make out a dark shadow clinging to Baal's body.
The shadow held a scythe and wore a long black robe. Its face was hidden beneath its hood, with only two crimson eyes visible—a sight that sent chills down their spines.
"Death God! Death God!"
"The walker of death!"
The Undead roared around him. Their spectral faces twisted into savage expressions, and their bodies of pale mist kept taking the shapes of skeletons.
The Death God, god of death, dwelt in the Underworld Palace. He usually wore a black cloak and carried an enormous scythe. He was known throughout the Universe as the ruler of the Undead Skeletons, who had once formed the main force of the Undead Calamity's invasion. In the legends of many planes, he was synonymous with death and evil.
Because of him, the dead could not rest. Because of him, the living and the dead had become enemies.
Across the countless worlds, he was a terror no less formidable than a Demon Lord.
Yet this legendary ruler of skeletons had never revealed himself in the Universe. Even when the Undead Calamity was at its height, he had not