Chapter 378 The Second Riddle

"Death Lord?" The beautiful snake trembled.

"Have you heard of me?"

"I have. In The Tale as Old as Time. You are the one who killed an entire continent worth of creatures whether they are demons or insects. You killed them all and turned them into your undead army."

Aldred raised an eyebrow. "I don't where you heard that, but that doesn't sounds like me at all."

The snake frowned. "Then how dare you use his name to refer to yourself. You are treading with death itself."

"I will kill whoever that is. The Death Lord will be my title, and mine only."

Two Aldred appeared out of nowhere beside the snake, staring at her with cold blooded eyes, and a terrifying grin.

They slashed, blinding one of her eyes as she shot out her tongue in the shape of a trident. It penetrated to one of Aldred's clone, but the clone didn't even let out a groan in pain. He keep smiling before cutting off her tongue.

"Ahhh!" The snake screamed in pain and agony.

"Die, and be one of my undead."

"Never!"