Chapter 101: The Defeat of the God of Death?

"Oh, they're already fighting over there."

The God of Death glanced aside, after all, Professor Taylor's anal clenching exercise was truly eye-catching. Moreover, his screen kept flashing, and together with his rapid hip lifts and the phantom-like movements of his fingers, it all seemed very bizarre no matter how you looked at it.

Shaking his head and touching the badge on his chest, the God of Death suddenly filled with inexplicable confidence.

Even facing the God of Suffering, it seemed he might have the strength for a fight?

"Will I win?"

the God of Death muttered, and just as he spoke these words.

A crack suddenly appeared on the Medal of Hope!

As if the Medal of Hope had blocked some kind of ominous curse for the God of Death, it began to tremble slightly.

"Yes, with your help, I suddenly feel like I can win!"

Crack! The second fissure appeared, and the Medal of Hope shook even more violently.

"Oh, do you really want to help me win that much?"