Is it that simple? When I realized that things seemed to be heading towards the end, I felt a sense of absurdity that came from nowhere.
It was so smooth, so easy. Everything developed so naturally, without any twists and turns as expected. Even the obstacles that were considered obstacles this time were resolved in just a short period of time.
For the time being... it's developing in the direction I want. Rather, because after confirming Rebeth's current state, I have already confirmed that this is a dangerous guy.
Just——I subconsciously looked at the necklace in my hand. This token, which was used to release the law of death, has now lost its original appearance. After completely releasing the power contained in it, the token has expired and broken into several pieces. The usual mystery has completely disappeared from it. .
I squinted my eyes slightly, trying to catch a glimpse of the subtle brilliance of magic from these wreckage. However, it is a pity that this thing is completely useless... The biggest doubt is probably that this inheritance The token in my hand serves as an intermediary for the casting of the Death Law. The person who created it seems to have planned its ultimate use for it from the very beginning - to deal with the original undead.
Now that the token of mission completion has lost its role, who is behind all this?
Most importantly, why did the person who made it think that this token could foresee the original undead?
There are too many mysteries in my heart, but these mysteries have vaguely pointed to the person who used to be my master.
A member of the Holy See, an ordinary but extraordinary instructor. Unfortunately, I have no way to get to the Papal States now, and I have no way of investigating what happened behind the scenes.
The only thing I know now is that I may be involved in some ancient conspiracy or something like that. The power I inherited does not belong to this era, and may even have been left over from the dark ages of mankind, but now it has reached a Special triggering phase.
I accidentally pried them all open. In addition to this situation of being unconsciously pushed forward by a huge conspiracy, there are also things about the princess... Is their so-called inheritance related to what I am encountering now?
I looked around and found Kyle Russ standing up from the pit with a disgraced face.
She was spitting "Bah, bah, bah", and her face was dusty, as if... well, she just came out of the mud.
The earth is still cracked, but the resentment has gradually dissipated. Along with the dissipation of resentment is the gauze-like mist surrounding this side of the world.
This small world that was once formed with the vitality of tens of thousands of undead as its foundation is now gradually returning to the entire big world due to the dissipation of the power of the undead. However, because the power accumulated before was too huge, so This process will most likely take decades of effort.
In the next few decades, this place may become part of the legend, right? I sighed slightly and waved my numb hand.
There was silence. Kyle Rath had already walked to my side. After being silent for a long time, I said, "In this case, it's over." Kel Rath breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Usually, that's the case, but these undead people It’s a little troublesome to deal with, so I’d better find some acquaintances.”
"Yeah." My mind is still confused. Everything that has happened in these short ten hours has made me a little doubtful about the world I live in now. This kind of doubt is like rootless water, and its source is too great. It’s too broad and I don’t know where to start sorting it out.
"Kyle Russ, you said-"
"I think you must have a hundred thousand reasons in your heart, but unfortunately, I have no fewer questions than you." Kellas sighed,
"I told you, I am not the original Cerberus. The task of our Cerberus guarding the gate of the underworld is hereditary. In terms of qualifications, I cannot trace it back to such ancient times." I was a little surprised, but because The talents possessed by Rebeth include some of the undead transformed by witchcraft. I still asked: "Are there no immortals in Hades?" Kellas glanced at me and picked up a brick. I found an open space and started paddling.
"Ah, how do you say this? There is no such thing as eternity in the world, and there is no eternity in Hades as the end of all things in your cognition of creatures. I remember telling you that the soul will be lost, even if It's the same as being a servant of the underworld, so in fact people in the underworld will also be included in reincarnation." I raised my eyebrows in surprise and said, "The same goes for demons?" Kellas nodded: "Theoretically, it is true. In this way, the devil can delay this process by using the power of the soul. This is also the main reason why it is generally said that devils like to play with the soul in this world - I am not saying that, it means that you really like to play, and those who don't like to play are already I fell into reincarnation." I thought about it and decided not to ask you such a weird question in detail about how you were born.
"In that case, maybe the devil can know something?" I said, stroking my chin.
"The things I encountered are quite strange no matter what. I think at least it is to protect myself. I have to figure out what happened behind me and what kind of force is pushing me." Kyle Russ pinched his chin. After looking at the magic circle temporarily drawn out with bricks on the ground for a while, he seemed to nod with satisfaction.
After hearing my question, she was stunned for a moment, then frowned and looked at me, from top to bottom, with an inexplicable sense of inquiry in her eyes.
She closed her eyes and thought for a while, then patted me on the shoulder solemnly and said, "There is indeed something wrong with you. I am afraid that not everything you have encountered in the past few years will be at least at the level of a knight's bestseller." This metaphor is quite strange.
But what Kyle Russ said just now also made me have a sudden idea, and I asked: "Hey, do you think some of those demons are older and know some ancient things?"
"Um -" Kellas looked at me strangely, tapped her lips unconsciously with her index finger and said, "Maybe you know something? I heard the older demons say that people in ancient times were quite easy to deceive, as long as they pretended It only takes one moment, but now I have to trick someone to the point of death, and after the trick is over, I have to give benefits to those who are smart and cannot be blacklisted."
"...It's not easy for the devil." The corners of my eyes twitched slightly - why did the more I listened to Kyle Rath's words, the more I felt that the devil was like a bunch of salesmen.
And he is still the kind who works hard to achieve results.
"So, I think you can ask." Kellas said, patting her chest.
"I'm just going to summon a demon to ask you."
"Wait a minute! Is what you just drew the legendary formation for summoning demons?" Kyle Rath nodded matter-of-factly and said, "Of course, with so many souls, it would be really hard to find someone to deal with them. Trouble, it will disrupt their work process - this place is not in any jurisdiction, it is a small world, this is a little easier for their demons, although they are almost dry souls, there is not much power in them, but the victory is The quantity was large, so I guessed that they would be quite happy with it, so I ordered something like this." I waved my hand in confusion and said, "Shouldn't you do something - a ceremony or something? Or perform a great dance? Okay?" Mainly because I still remember the messy rituals performed by the people in the sewers at that time. It seemed like they were evil.
Kyle Rath curled his lips and said, "No, do you need to do a dance first to send a message to your own home? Those people opposite are my brothers, and we have a strong relationship." Just before Kel Rath Before he could open his mouth to say something completely alien to normal worldly understanding, the entire array had already lit up at this moment.
In most cases, sound and light effects can tell us whether the magic is working. Immediately afterwards, the entire array began to emit a terrifying aura, including not only red mist, but also green RGB light. The blue light in mid-air condensed into a strange area, and silvery white emerged from it, just like It's like the space that was glimpsed in the crack before.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie..." The gloomy laughter came from all around in the form of 3D surround sound. Accompanying this uncomfortable laughter was a period of cold air-conditioning.
The creepy laughter continued, but the tone became strange at some point, and then I realized that the content of the laughter seemed to have changed.
"Jiejiejiejie...Sister, sister!!!"
"Hey! I was wondering who could call me out of nowhere, and it's my sister in such a corner!" The devil's aura immediately dropped, and he also mixed in some strange modalities.
"May I ask, who are you?" the devil opposite asked cautiously. Listening to this tone, it seems that what Kyle Russ boasted back then was true, but does it feel like something is not quite right?
"Kyle Russ." Kyle Russ didn't say much and simply stated his name. You can feel the person on the other side obviously heaving a sigh of relief.
"Why are you still making these weird light and shadow effects? Isn't it hard?" Kyle Rath poked at the interface with some curiosity, and the image of a goat-horned demon soon appeared on it.
"Hi! Business has been hard recently. Ever since the Papal State was established on the human side, life has been difficult for me! Hey, tell me, those little guys who knelt at my feet and begged me to give them power have all gone... It’s gone. Now it’s just a bunch of skinny and dying old guys who are willing to trade with us. It’s not easy for the devil to survive, and if we don’t make the noise bigger, they still won’t believe it. You said you can live this life.” The goat-horned demon went straight to the ground, which made me dumbfounded.
Kellas obviously couldn't listen anymore, and quickly stretched out his hand to stop the demon in front of him from speaking, and said: "Stop, stop, stop! You and I didn't come here to chat with you today." Then the goat-horned demon cleared his throat and said: "Oh. Oh, I know, I know. There seems to be quite powerful soul power around. Looking at this number, could it be that the real body has met the army? It’s okay. You find a scapegoat, I’ll disguise myself, and then find some sacrifices or something. Just say it was us devils who did it.”
"Wait a minute, why are you devils so good at taking the blame?" I couldn't help but complain. Only then did the goat-horned devil notice me next to him and said in shock: "Sister, are you looking for a concubine!?"
"Bah! You're just looking for a concubine! Your whole family is looking for a concubine!" Kellas shouted. The goat-horned demon waved his hand and said, "Hey, didn't my parents also achieve the righteousness back then? This doesn't count." What kind of righteousness did the demon cultivate?
Kellas patted me on the shoulder and said: "Hey, I can't explain it to you at this moment. Anyway, it was me who solved the undead problem a little bit. This guy killed the first undead with his own hands. , so now there are so many souls of the former undead left in the base camp. This is a small world, and it’s quite troublesome to come through the regular channels. I’m afraid something will happen, so I might as well leave it to you.”
"There really is an original undead." The sheep-headed demon marveled.
"I thought it was just a legend." I was keenly aware of the amount of information contained in this casual mention, and quickly asked: "So, you do know that the undead have an origin?" A look on the face of the sheep-headed demon There was no expression on his face, but his posture probably meant that he was surprised by what I said.
"Hey, it is true that there is such a legend among us demons, but there are no undead in the underworld, so we don't actually understand it that well. Even people of my father's generation seem to be very aware of it." Kellas picked it in surprise. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, why are you related to your father and the others again?"
"There's no way, it's already a legend here. It must be somewhere in the super ancient times, at least several epochs ago." The sheep-headed demon sighed,
"I'm still surprised, what have you encountered? How can you still think of such a long time ago." Kellas curled his lips and said: "Anyway, it's not a big problem. I'll ask your father about it then. That’s it.”
"My dad is right next to me - hey!" A larger sheep-headed demon slapped the first sheep-headed demon down, and then said with a serious expression: "The first undead was actually the human being back then. The thing created by the so-called prophet, that prophet does not enter reincarnation, so we don’t know exactly what happened.”
"Don't you want to deal with this undead?" I said in surprise.
"Aren't they a big threat to the underworld?"
"You - we, the demons in hell, all made an agreement with the underworld and could not appear in the real world." After speaking, he glanced at Kellas and said,
"Of course Cerberus is an exception... Anyway, our Hell cannot exist in this world because of the agreement, and the law enforcement officers of the underworld cannot defeat her. In addition, she has not created the undead on a large scale, so it has been a stalemate for so many years. .”
