Douluo's gold and silver dragon god

Chapter 377 Recognizing the Master of the Artifact, Death God's Scythe!

Of course, it was not only Worry-free Ye who was shocked, but also the nine major offerings.

The death scythe just floated in front of Ye Wuyou, but Ye Wuyou wanted to reach out to grab it, but it seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, preventing him from touching this artifact.

"Successfully activated the death altar and unsealed the death sickle. But why haven't I completed my divine test yet, and why can't I get in touch with the death sickle?" Ye Wuyou asked doubtfully, he could feel the power contained in the death sickle. The death energy that is very close to him, but this death energy cannot be controlled by him.

The great priest Siji said: "Young master, your seventh test is not just to unseal the death altar and turn it back into the form of the death scythe. You also need to obtain its approval. As we all know, all artifacts have spirits."

Hearing the words, Ye Wuyou was stunned for a moment, then felt that it made sense, and looked at the death scythe again.

But at this moment, the second priest smiled and said: "Young master, in fact, you only need to get the approval of the death scythe for the seventh test, and we were the ones who activated the death altar. It's just that you got it from the big priest. After obtaining his Death God Crystal, Master Death God has added an assessment for you."

Ye Wuyou wanted to cry but had no tears: "What?! So I'm catching chickens and losing money?"

The great priest smiled faintly, and said: "I can't say anything, because after you complete the seventh test, the rewards for the divine test will also increase."

Ye Wuyou didn't continue talking, he closed his eyes and felt the Death Scythe with his heart.

"Death Scythe, can you hear me?"

Ye Wuyou tried to sense it with his mind, but he still couldn't get a reply from the Death Scythe, as if the Death Scythe was really just a dead thing without the spirit of the weapon.

After trying again, Ye Wuyou felt that the problem might not be that Qi Ling was unwilling to answer him, but because he lacked a bridge to communicate with Qi Ling.

It's like the death altar absorbing the death crystal in Ye Wuyou's hand, it can only be done with Ye Wuyou using his body as a bridge.

In other words, Ye Wuyou must now open a bridge to communicate with Qi Ling in order to complete the first step of obtaining Qi Ling's approval.

But where is this "bridge"?

Ye Wuyou thought about it, and at the same time released his mental power to perceive the death scythe in front of him.

Although the invisible barrier will prevent him from making physical contact with the death sickle, it will not hinder the infiltration of his spiritual power.

Ye Wuyou carefully observed the death sickle through his mental power, and finally, he found a ball of pearl-sized energy different from death energy in the center of the death sickle.

This energy has characteristics similar to the dead energy, but far surpasses the dead energy in terms of energy level, as if the dead energy has been sublimated.

Could it be the divine power of death? !
Ye Wuyou thought so, but soon, he ruled out this possibility.

Because, when he was rewarded in the God of Death test in the past, he was able to feel the power of God of Death. Although the energy level in this God of Death scythe is extremely high, it is far from the level of God of Death's power.

Possesses the same characteristics as death, but it is not the power of the god of death...

Then there is only one result left.

"Reaper's breath!" Ye Wuyou said in a low voice, he remembered the death's breath mentioned by the great priest Siji as if he had inadvertently mentioned it when he and Gu Chen entered the Death's Inheritance Temple.

It seems that this breath of death is the opportunity for him to communicate with the scythe of death!

It's just that the only thing that can be possessed and controlled in one's body is the death energy, and Ye Wuyou can't do it at all if he sublimates the death energy into the god of death breath by himself!
Suddenly, Ye Wuyou felt the aura of the god of death seemed somewhat familiar, as if he had seen the aura of the god of death before.

If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid I would regard this feeling as my own illusion and forget it, but Ye Wuyou is not an ordinary person!
Ye Wuyou knew that when he reached the realm of Titled Douluo and possessed such powerful spiritual power, it was impossible for him to have delusions unless he was disturbed by someone who was good at confusing or illusions.

He carefully recalled where he had seen the breath of death, and he was sure that he had seen the breath of death not long ago, because before that, he rarely even came into contact with the breath of death, let alone the breath of death up.

"Shadow!" Ye Wuyou raised his head, and with a move of his right hand, the shadow on the soles of his feet suddenly stood up, standing opposite Ye Wuyou.

This is his martial soul, the shadow of death!

"It turns out that the truth is by my side. My shadow, so that breath of death is in your body." Ye Wuyou put his hand on the shoulder of the shadow of death, and he felt a breath in the heart of the shadow of death It has exactly the same energy as the breath of death in the death sickle.

"Master!" The Shadow of Death said respectfully, with the ability to share Ye Wuyou's memory, it naturally knew what Ye Wuyou was doing.

Ye Wuyou closed his eyes again, left one hand on the shoulder of the shadow of the god of death, and stretched out the other hand towards the god of death's sickle, and finally stopped on the invisible barrier.

But this time, he felt the seemingly ignorant spirit in the death scythe!
The weapon spirit in the death sickle looks like a newborn child, pure and flawless. This weapon spirit seems to have been born not long ago, and has no judgment ability of its own.

Since the original weapon spirit in the Death God's Scythe was the original Death God's partner who fought side by side in the past, when the Death God passed down the Death God Scythe, he would cast a flesh body for the original weapon spirit to help him escape from the Death God Scythe.

At this time, the weapon spirit in the Death God's Scythe was re-conceived by the God of God through the heaven and earth treasures of the God Realm when the Death God passed the Death God's Sickle to the lower realm.

"You... who are you?" The spirit of the death scythe asked in a daze.

Ye Wuyou still doesn't know the current situation of this weapon spirit, he said in a persuasive way: "Death Scythe, I am your new master. As long as you are willing to recognize me as master, I can take you to see the outside world. What a wonderful world out there!"

The spirit of the death sickle has been sealed in the death altar since its birth. It can be said that it yearns for the outside world. After hearing Ye Wuyou's words, the spirit of the death sickle agreed without hesitation: "Okay, okay Ya! Master!"

As Qi Ling's voice fell, the invisible barrier between Ye Wuyou and the Death Scythe disappeared, and Ye Wuyou's hand smoothly grasped the handle of the Death Scythe.

Ye Wuyou couldn't help but sigh a little, the previous unblocking and communication had cost him an incomprehensible amount of effort, but the last hurdle was passed so easily.

He looked at the death scythe in his hand very softly.

I will definitely treat you well in the future, Death Scythe!

he thought to himself.

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