Chapter 133 Jump into Hell

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""Stop right there, Goddess of Death." The Goddess of Lies lifted the lock of hair by her ear and looked at the mature woman standing opposite her. Her ink-black hair fell in cascades, tied at the end, with light purple eyeshadow gracing her features, wearing a suit-like garment that wrapped snugly around her body, only her hands were exposed, clutching the scythe that reaps life.

However conservative her dress, it couldn't conceal her mature figure. The fullness of her form seemed ready to burst through the buttons at her chest, and her peach-like buttocks traced a seductive path with every step she took.

But ordinary people, upon first laying eyes on the Goddess of Death, would certainly not focus on her mature figure or delicate face. Those chilling, sharp eyes would send shivers down one's spine, evoking the deeply rooted fear of "death" that screamed for mercy and yearned to flee from her presence at once.