Death - One of the twenty-two Major Arcana cards in the Tarot.

His name is Andolf, and he is the law enforcer in the Tarot Club that everyone fears.

As soon as the other party appeared, the whole space seemed to be shrouded in deathly silence, and a suffocating smell of decay filled the air.

"Charles, I think you know why I'm here."

The Grim Reaper Andolf sneered.

"I……"

Charles was about to open his mouth to explain himself, but was ruthlessly interrupted by the other party.

"No need to explain to me, I'll take you back and you can apologize to the Lord in person!"

When Charles heard the word "Lord", he suddenly trembled all over.

Countless horrifying scenes involuntarily emerged in my mind.

He looked horrified and shook his head frantically.

"No, I don't want to go back! I'd rather die here!"

Andolf snorted.

"Humph, it's not up to you!"

Seeing this, Hongyu asked angrily, "Who are you?"

Andolf just glanced at her indifferently.

"You don't deserve to know my name yet."

Just one glance and Hongyu felt like she was struck by lightning.

She seemed to see mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and countless dead souls wailing in despair.

His face suddenly turned pale, he covered his chest, and his heart was pounding.

The last time she felt this way was when she heard the dreaded Bloody Hand Butcher!

For a time, the atmosphere was extremely tense.

"Everyone who has seen me must die, so, unfortunately, I have to inconvenience you."

Andolf chuckled.

Although he spoke politely enough.

But the words are chilling.

"Insanity!"

Hongyu shouted angrily, clasped her hands together, and the light from the red lamp suddenly dropped.

"Little tricks!"

Andolf looked disdainful.

As soon as he opened his five fingers, an extremely cold aura spread out, making people feel frightened.

The flame illuminated by the red light began to flicker under this breath, as if it would go out at any time.

Hongyu's eyes narrowed.

He clasped his hands together again, and the flames instantly condensed into several five-petal lotus flowers.

It is as red as the most gorgeous sunset in the sky, so beautiful.

The light fell on Andolf.

Hongyu originally thought that the other party would be like Charles, who was illuminated by the red light.

However, Andolf only paused for a moment before returning to normal.

"If you were using a genuine original instead of a poor imitation, I might still be a little timid, but now..."

Andolf reached out and grabbed it.

The wick seemed to be pulled by an invisible energy.

The light, which was already flickering, suddenly went out!

Hongyu's face turned pale instantly and blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.

Just as Andolf was about to kill.

A long, heavy sigh sounded from within the tomb passage.

It was like the whisper of an ancient dead soul, causing the surrounding air to freeze into ice.

Andolf paused, his hair standing on end.

An indescribable chill ran up my spine and straight to my head.

He didn't even notice the other person's existence!

"Who is hiding his head and showing his tail?"

Andolf looked around and shouted in a deep voice, "Come out!"

"Leave the person here, and you can go away."

A cold and domineering voice sounded.

Then, a figure emerged like a ghost.

It's just that the face is blurry and I can't see his features clearly.

Of course it’s Lin Mo!

He originally wanted to sit on the sidelines and use Hongyu to get rid of Charles.

But unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway.

Andolf narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Mo quietly.

A pair of dark green eyes exuded a dangerous aura.

"What an arrogant guy!"

The corner of Andolf's mouth twitched slightly.

He touched the ground with his toes and shot out like lightning, arriving in front of Lin Mo in the blink of an eye.

Five skinny fingers stretched out like tiger claws and grabbed him on the head!

Lin Mo reacted quickly, raised his hand and blasted out a stone-breaking palm.

The speed was as fast as lightning, the force was as fierce as thunder, and there were continuous explosions in the air.

clang!

The two forces collided, causing a sound of metal clashing.

Lin Mo's body is nourished by the dragon veins and is indestructible.

Coupled with the sixth level of Dragon-Tiger Prajna Sutra, the power that erupted together was extremely terrifying.

With just one palm strike, Andolf was forced to retreat several steps. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, you are very strong!"

Andolf nodded slightly.

It seemed like he was acknowledging Lin Mo's strength.

Then, he raised his right hand, and as if summoning from the void, a huge black sickle appeared out of thin air.

The sickle was as big as a door panel, shining coldly and emitting a soul-shaking icy breath.

"This is the Scythe of the God of Death, a supreme treasure that Lord Fool personally took out from the ancient tomb of the gods and gave to me!"

Andolf smiled widely, his pride evident in his expression.

Lin Mo just glanced at the sickle and nodded slightly.

"It's really good."

It seems that the Tarot Club’s background should not be underestimated.

"Let me show you its power!"

Andolf growled and swung his sickle down suddenly.

The air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, and a strange and powerful energy swept towards Lin Mo like a tide.

Facing the opponent's fierce attack, Lin Mo showed no fear.

Although the Zan Yato was broken, he had no suitable weapon in his hand for the time being.

But he is physically strong and plans to fight head-on.

hiss!

He took a deep breath.

The tremendous power in the dragon vein and state map in the body surged into him frantically.

ka ka ka-

The muscles swelled up instantly.

The meridians quickly become filled with blood and become tough.

The whole body is flawless, as if it were made of steel!

call!

Lin Mo let out a long breath.

Two thick streams of white air gushed out of his mouth and nose like spirit snakes, instantly dispersing the cold air around him.

The energy and blood in the whole body surged and swelled, flowing into the arms.

It made his arms instantly thicker.

At the same time, a layer of ochre-colored rock patterns appeared on the arm.

"Well done!"

Lin Mo growled, he was unarmed.

Directly faced the scythe of death that carried the breath of death!

The God of Death, Andolf, thought he had run into a young and inexperienced person.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly with a hint of disdain.

"You dare to use your body to challenge my Death Scythe? Then be prepared to face the coming of death!"

However, in the astonished eyes of everyone.

Lin Mo raised his palms, one on the left and one on the right, and then closed them in the middle like two mountains.

He actually held the scythe of death between his two palms, without moving it at all!

Charles on the side widened his eyes, unable to believe what he saw.

He had never heard of anyone who could survive Andolf's Death Scythe, let alone catch it so easily!

Even Andolf himself showed an expression of disbelief.

Apart from Lord Fool, there is actually someone else in this world who can catch the Grim Reaper's scythe with both hands!

The opponent's strength was beyond his imagination!

Andolf immediately realized that this was a tough opponent.

However, instead of making him retreat, he felt extremely excited.

Because he hasn't met an opponent who is equally matched with him for a long time.

This long-lost passion spread like wildfire.

It made every cell in his body beat with excitement!

"Die!"

Andolf gripped the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands, his muscles tensed, and all the strength of his body concentrated in his arms.

The scythe of death is coming down again!