It really took no effort. Nathanos tried his best to hide his smile. He was worried that he couldn't find any trace of Bwonsamdi, and the followers of Death came in front of him. Was this a deliberate arrangement?

"So you believe in Death? Where is he? I'm looking for him."

"I almost sent you to see him just now."

Obviously Nathanos didn't like this joke. So Hanzab took a good look at the wither, sniffed it with his nose, and then said: "No, no, no, Bwonsamdi doesn't like people who are not completely dead. I don't

I will take you to see him."

"You don't have this power." The Blighter grabbed Hanzabu's throat again and pushed downwards, forcing the troll to kneel down. "There shouldn't be many people serving the God of Death. I would like to see what Bwonsamdi will do.

He doesn’t care about his few followers.”

Hanzabu resisted with all his strength, and his eyes had begun to blur and turned white. But Nathanos was still exerting force, giving the troll no chance to break free. At this moment, a force suddenly came from the troll's body.

He jumped out and flicked Nathanos' hand away, causing him to take two steps back.

"Is it finally here?" Withercaller asked.

Hanzabu gasped and raised his head, his eyes staring at something that Nathanos could not see. "Yes..." He gritted his teeth, "Are you sure he is not a threat?" Then, he seemed to

He was listening, as if a voice was answering him. "Okay, okay. I will bring him and the tribute to you right away."

After resting for a while, Hanzabu stood up, picked up the dagger, and carefully wiped the dirt off it with his sleeve.

"Follow me, outsider. Bwonsamdi wants to see you."

…

Nathanos didn't like Nazmir before, but Hades changed his mind a lot.

Broken stone bridges, weird palaces, and the full moon hanging in the sky that can be seen as soon as you step into this area. As a god of death, Bwonsamdi has great taste.
Chapter completed!