The initial engraving was complete.
Xiluo flew to a nearby hill, caught a wild deer and a demonic wolf, then flew back.
The two beasts struggled helplessly in his claws, howling and whimpering in terror.
Carrying them, Xiluo slowly descended beside the engraved Holy Symbol.
Suddenly remembering a question, he could not help asking:
"Lord Galle Rain! Does the God of Death have any requirements regarding the quality of souls?"
"Well... I'm actually not very sure. After all, I gained an audience through my fall as a cleric of the Earth Mother Goddess Church," came the Death God Black Dragon's voice.
"Then let's try it first."
With that, Xiluo motioned for Allen, the Little White Dragon beside him, to pour magic power into the God of Death's Holy Symbol.
At that moment, wisps of dim, deathly light bloomed from the entire Holy Symbol.
"Great Lord of the End of All Things, King of Bones, God of Death, Guardian of Death's Renown, Graveyard Guardian God, Recorder of Death, Impassive One, Lord of the Walking Dead, Nagashe!
"God who governs death, the dead, the order of death, funerals and graves, undeath, undead creatures, wastage, aging, depletion, tyranny, and twilight!
"Your believer, Allen Ambrose, a genius dragon of the white dragon race among the chromatic dragons, offers you his sincerest respect!
"Here I shall grant two living beings equal death. May their souls enter your divine kingdom and find eternal rest.
"May your gaze descend upon your sincere believer!"
The Little White Dragon recited the prayer he had received from the Death God Black Dragon.
At that moment, the black radiance of the Holy Symbol beneath him grew even more dazzling.
The Little White Dragon could not help looking at Xiluo, who handed him the demonic wolf.
After taking it, the Little White