Chapter 263： Acting Grim Reaper

The long day is finally over.

In Norman Osborne's screaming cry, the second hand of time just crossed the zero o'clock, which completely closed the curtain for yesterday.

It wasn't until this moment that Tony let out a sigh of relief.

The nerves that have been in a highly tense state can finally get a moment of breathing space, and the fatigue and powerlessness that follow are like swallowing him like a flood that bursts a bank.

After the initial solution of Hephaestus was lifted, his spiritual power was directly consumed.

"Ok...tired..."

Tony was dark in front of his eyes, unable to lift a trace of strength, and began to fall straight down from the sky.

"Sir, are you okay?" Jarvis saw that something was wrong and immediately took over the control of Mark 4 and helped Tony land in the ruins of the Science and Technology Expo.

"I...it's okay..."

Tony fell to the ground in a big font, and said weakly: "It's just a bit of a waste, and I can't lift my strength. Let me rest for a while. By the way, how is Potts? Is she okay?"

"Miss Potts was overwhelmed with grief and passed out in a coma, but there is no problem with her vital signs." Jarvis said.

Hearing Potts was okay, Tony was relieved immediately: "That's good, that's good, I'm relieved."

"Sir, let me ask you a question..." Jarvis showed a rare hesitation: "Your current state seems a bit weird, why can't I detect any signs of your presence?"

Although the transformed Mark 4 can be worn by a spirit body, Jarvis, as an artificial intelligence, cannot detect Tony Stark inside. So from the perspective of ordinary people and Jarvis, Mark 4 It's like a "ghost mech"!

"Heh~ Of course you can't detect it."

The light in Tony's eyes was dim, and he said bitterly: "Because I am in a state of soul, of course the means of detecting matter can't find me."

"Sir, you mean... the soul?" Jarvis did not doubt Tony's words, with a hint of surprise in the mechanical voice: "This is incredible, the soul actually exists!"

"It's really incredible." Tony nodded in agreement, and then continued: "But what's even more incredible is that I became a **** of death."

"Sir, what do you mean by Grim Reaper?" Jarvis was silent for a few seconds after searching the database, and suddenly felt that he could not keep up with the master's thoughts.

"Literally, harvesting souls, sending people to hell, etc....... It should be a profession." Tony thought for a while and said as he understood it.

"This... amazing." Jarvis didn't know how to react.

According to its huge database records, the **** of death should belong to the category of ‘myth’ and legends, and cannot exist in the physical world, but now this view has been subverted!

"Yeah...I also feel incredible."

Tony clenched his fists hard, feeling the explosive power he had never had before, as well as the spiritual power hidden in his soul, the way of losing his mind.

"It feels good to be a **** of death, isn't it?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded.

He will never forget, it is the master of this voice that makes him a **** of death!

Finally...Is it still here?

All gifts from others need to pay a corresponding price!

This is a sentence his father Howard Stark has repeated countless times on his lips, and Tony feels it when he grows up.

This power of death is by no means a free gift!

Now, it is time for him to bear the ‘price’!

Breathe... breathe...

Tony took a deep breath, then slowly stood up and looked at the source of the sound.

Lord, dressed in a black death tyrant, with broken silver hair blowing in the wind under the moonlight, a pair of azure eyes quiet as the sea, and the corners of his lips raised slightly to evoke a light chuckle.

"Have you seen it all?"

Tony raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering why he felt that he was a little bit short of laughter.

"I saw it, I did well." A hint of approval flashed through Lord's eyes.

Although Zhanquan Zhangui failed in the four basic items, given that Tony is a half-dominated monk, and his use of Zanpakudao's abilities is quite brilliant, it can be said to make up for these deductions. Overall it is very good .

Tony stared at Lorde, holding back his nervous mood, and asked directly, "Tell me, what price do I have to pay?"

Lord's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled: "If I said...the price is death, what would you think?"

"Dead?" Tony's pupils shrank suddenly and his face paled slightly: "You...are you kidding me?"

"No."

Lord said with a smile on his face: "Become the soul of the **** of death privately like you. In the law of the corpse soul world, there is a serious crime that is strictly prohibited. Once discovered, it will be sentenced to death immediately."

Tony's eyes twitched: "But...you made me a **** of death!"

"That's right."

Lord spread out his hands helplessly, and said, "I was just talking about it for fun. Who would have thought that you actually succeeded. This is a headache. If it is discovered by the 46th room of the Central Committee, I will do it too. Punished."

This guy... owes him more than me!

Tony resisted the urge to go up to him and gritted his teeth, "According to you, what should I do?"

Lord held up two fingers: "Don't worry, I have two ways."

Tony's eyes widened: "Which two methods?"

"The first way is to kill people. As long as I kill you now, it will never be possible in the corpse soul world. What do you think?" Lord looked at Tony with a smile, and said gently. The most terrible words.

"NO! PASS! B!!!"

Tony was so scared that he was shocked, and he waved his hand and shouted: "The second method, the second method, it is illegal to kill!"

"Tsk..."

Lord shook his head slightly regretfully, then took out an object from his arms and threw it to Tony: "The second way is that you become the acting **** of death, so that you can hide the soul world temporarily."

Tony caught the thrown object and found that it was a special certificate that was neither gold nor bronze, with a skull printed on it, and said puzzledly: "Reaper... can this thing be an agent?"

"Almost~"

Lord didn't bother to tell him so much, saying: "This is a proxy for death certificate, which can be used to detect abnormal spiritual pressure and eject your soul from your body, and it can also suppress your spiritual pressure, allowing the soul world to, in a short time, Not aware of your existence."

"For a short time?" Tony frowned.

"Perhaps forever, maybe tomorrow... Who can tell?" Lord smiled and comforted him: "If you are lucky enough, the Soul World might not be able to find you for a lifetime."

Tony's eyes twitched and asked, "What if I have bad luck?"

"better not."

Lord's eyes condensed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Once discovered by the Soul World, you will be sentenced to death. Believe me, you will never want to taste it. After being penetrated by the "bipolar" throughout the body, you will be caught in the flames. The feeling of being burned out."

"I understand."

Tony's heart sank, and he firmly clenched the proxy death certificate.

From Lord's tone, he could hear that the punishment called ‘bipolar’ is definitely not like the death penalty in the human world, but also pursues humanity!

"By the way, you will need this thing."

Lord threw a thick book to Tony, and then said: "There are all things about death, and remember to do your agency job."

"Mao Spiritual Academy first-year textbook?"

Tony was stunned, and when he was about to raise his head to ask, he found that Lord had disappeared.