Chapter 315
At this moment, looking at the endless magma below.
And the helicopters fleeing over the magma.
Watching the figures on the ground being swallowed by the abyss and submerged by the magma.
A look of sadness and pain appeared on the face of the old figure.
"No, I shouldn't get close to humans..."
Although he said so.
However, a voice deep in his heart told him.
He must move forward.
The three brothers of the god of death who made him like this are laughing at him in the dark.
He must find the third god to lift his curse.
The old figure looks eighty or ninety years old.
However, he has maintained this state for countless years.
The specific time is too long.
He looks like an old man of unknown race and age.
His eyes are full of vicissitudes, as if a long river of time is flowing in his eyes.
He has been wandering all his life.
He was cursed by the three brothers of the god of death.
He was taken in by the Foundation, and they called him SCP-1440 Wandering Old Man.
They interrogated him, wanting to know his origins and his purpose.
However, he told them nothing.
He knew that if he told these people anything, it would bring them terrible misfortune, until death.
In the fifty years of being contained by the Foundation, his appearance had always been eighty or ninety years old, without any change.
Time could not harm him.
He won eternal life in a bet with the three brothers of the God of Death.
He was also young and arrogant, when he was in his prime.
However, he enlisted in the army and died in a war that was meaningless.
Then, he and his comrades came to a dark road.
His comrades walked towards a light in the darkness without saying a word, expressionless.
He called them, shouted their names, but no one answered him.
He saw three thin figures on the side of the road.
These three thin figures were guiding them to the light.
He left the team and walked in front of these three people.
He knew that these three guys were the God of Death.
He knew he was dead.
But he didn't want to die like this.
He wanted to fight!
He didn't want to accept such a tragic fate.
He still had a young and beautiful wife, and a rich farm.
These were not what he was willing to lose.
He didn't want to accept his own death as foolishly as those comrades around him who silently accepted their deaths.
He heard that the god of death liked to gamble.
He was very confident in his card skills.
He was invincible in the world.
So, he conceitedly challenged the god of death.
The god of death liked to gamble, and seeing that he was so conceited.
Just add a few ghosts next to him and let them gamble with him.
He easily won with his superb card skills.
Eighteen people in a row!
He defeated them in just ten seconds.
The god of death was shocked.
"We are willing to gamble with you, but we have a request. If you lose, your soul will belong to us forever!"
He agreed conceitedly without hesitation.
The god of death smiled cunningly.
Then, the first god of death started a card game with him.
He won.
The first god of death was furious.
He was actually defeated by a mortal. As a god, he was very angry.
However, gods cannot break their promises.
Therefore, the first god of death asked him what he wanted.
He wanted eternal life and to live forever in the world.
The first god of death reluctantly gave him eternal life.
"Do you dare to bet with me?"
The second god of death walked in front of him.
"I already have eternal life, I want to go home now!"
He didn't want to continue betting.
However, the second god of death threatened him.
"Although you have eternal life, you can die in an accident!"
He was confused, and the second god of death was threatening him.
The god of death can create accidents.
Any accident can easily take his life.
So, he agreed to the second god of death's bet.
He won again.
The second god of death lost and was as angry as the first one.
However, as a god, he could not break his promise.
The second god of death was forced to promise that he would not take his life by any accident.
He was very happy, and his card skills were invincible.
At this moment, even the gods were not his opponents, and his self-confidence swelled to the extreme.
"Now I have eternal life, and you can't take my life by accident. Now, please send me away!"
He said proudly to the god of death.
The two gods of death were very angry, and theyI really want to kill him.
But, as a god.
If you lose, you have to accept reality.
So, they are also very helpless.
But at this time, the third god spoke.
He wanted to bet with him.
He agreed without hesitation. He had already won two gods, and he could win another god.
"But, I already have eternal life, and you can't take my life away by accident. What can you bet with me?"
He said conceitedly to the third god of death.
"You will never die, but you are still an ant in the world, and no one will remember you."
The third god of death said calmly.
"Then give luck to the people around me, let them all surround me, please me, respect me, and I want everyone to remember me."
He said loudly.
"Okay!"
The third god of death agreed.
Then, the two of them played a card game.
The card game of the third god of death is indeed better than that of the previous two gods of death.
The two fought for a long time, but he won in the end.
The third Grim Reaper lost and was very angry.
However, the third Grim Reaper was more cunning than the other Grim Reapers.
He made a promise.
However, he disappeared forever in front of him.
And cursed him.
He realized that he was fooled.
He wanted to find the third Grim Reaper and wanted him to remove the curse on him.
However, the third Grim Reaper never appeared in front of him again since then.
He was cursed.
Everyone around him would be implicated by him.
He would bring bad luck to them until they died in various accidents.
Or, a huge natural disaster would occur directly, taking away everyone's lives.
Only by finding the third Grim Reaper could all the curses on him be removed.
When he realized that he would bring disaster to the people around him.
And when he saw countless innocent lives die because of him.
He especially wanted to die.
Let himself die, so that he would not hurt anyone.
Unfortunately, he committed suicide countless times.
He couldn't commit suicide, he couldn't die.
No matter, jumping off a cliff, an abyss, or the sea.
And fire, swords, they couldn't kill him, he would always be alive.
