Lidali really scared Dimali. When did the wandering spirit of the undead lord be so polite? Didn't they rush in overwhelmingly as soon as they met, beat the ancient god to death and drag him away?
Does being so polite mean that they have other agendas? what to do? Do you want to run? Will running away anger him? Did he just call me Dimari?
It's terrible, it's terrible, he actually knows my identity, what should I do? It must have been the guy from before who broke it, that damn guy killed me.
Dimali felt as if he was panicking, which showed how scary the name of the Immortal Lord was, which made Lidali stunned. He shouted several times before calling his soul back.
"Lord Dimali, don't panic. I'm just curious about the information about those who rebel against the law. If it's really inconvenient to answer, just pretend that I haven't asked, okay?" Lidali's attitude was surprisingly easy to talk to.
"Uh...I...this..." Dimali hesitated, at a loss.
Lidali wanted to know the information about the rebels, and he didn't dare not answer. But he didn't dare to reveal their information without consulting Ange. Dimali didn't dare to do this, or that. It was so embarrassing.
Lidali was considerate: "It seems that you are in trouble, Lord Dimari. Let's do this. This is my communication imprint. After you ask for instructions, you can decide whether to reveal the information about the rebels, and then contact me through the communication imprint." , is that okay? Or how about contacting this little beholder here?"
"Okay, great, no problem, Lord Ridali, I will go and ask for instructions immediately. I will contact you as soon as I get a reply. I am extremely sorry." Dimali walked down the steps of Ridali and came down.
After Lidali's little beholder left, Dimali took a deep breath, wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, and retreated muttering.
"Isn't this undead wandering spirit too easy to talk to? It's not as vicious as the rumors say. Is he really an immortal wandering spirit?"
"That's right. Does anyone in the Chaos side dare to pretend to be an undead wandering soul? Are they looking for death? So this is an illusion?"
"Why are you creating this illusion? To deceive me? Why are you deceiving me? It's worthless, so it's not because of me? Is it because of those who defy the law?"
"Hiss - do these lawbreakers have anything that can make even the undead lord fear them? Or do they know each other before?"
In the past few hundred years, the most ferocious existence on the Chaos side has been the Immortal Lord. I don’t know how many ancient gods have died in his hands. It’s okay to die. It won’t be long before the dead ancient gods will become immortal. Creatures, come out to hunt other ancient gods.
Can you imagine the shock that an immortal snake of doom would bring to other ancient gods, wandering around and hunting?
Of course, using the snake of doom as a metaphor is a bit exaggerated, but even an undead creature with only half of the snake of doom is still very scary.
But for such a ferocious immortal master, his wandering soul is so easy to talk to?
"No, no, even if they know each other, it's none of my business. Now that I'm being targeted by the undead master, I'd better run away first."
Dimali muttered and quickly sent the news back to Ange that the undead master had come to his door.
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"He can contact the Immortal Lord? This..." Even Anthony was a little at a loss and could only look at Ange.
Ange tilted his head.
Anthony hesitated.
It was Nigris who saw through his mind and slapped him on the head angrily: "What are you thinking about? Your Majesty is your Majesty, and Ange is Ange. If it doesn't affect Ange's vegetable cultivation, it will be your Majesty. It will affect his vegetable cultivation. At the worst possible outcome, just return the Palace of Rest to him."
Ange nodded, but added: "Tear down the farm."
After having the dimensional space, the most valuable thing about the Palace of Rest to Ange is the two farms inside. It can be returned to the king, or the farms can be demolished. There is no way the king will have no place to live when he comes back.
Anthony breathed a sigh of relief, nodded to show that he understood, and then said: "Master Naige slapped me on the head, I will write it down first."
"Ah? That's to remind you, if there's anything to remember, don't mess around." Nigris yelled.
Back to the topic, Anthony analyzed: "There are two possibilities now, one is that the immortal lord is Your Majesty, the other is that it is not His Majesty. If it is Your Majesty, then everything will be easier. We will contact His Majesty and ask him what the current situation is. How is your health? Do you have money to spend? What do you need? Do you want help? Develop different coping methods for different situations."
"The other kind is that the immortal lord is not His Majesty." Anthony said.
When it was mentioned that the Immortal Lord might not be His Majesty, everyone was stunned for a moment. This seemed to be a situation they had never considered.
After hearing the name of the Immortal Lord, and then learning that the other party appeared on the side of chaos eight hundred years ago, which coincided with the time when Locke succeeded His Majesty and disguised himself as the Lord of Annihilation, everyone took it for granted that that person was His Majesty. .
Anthony's words had to lead them to another possibility: Is it possible that the immortal lord is not a king?
"Who could it be if it wasn't the immortal? If not, then where did the immortal go?" Nigris murmured.
Anthony spread his hands: "This question is too broad, and there is not enough information to answer it. Maybe it is other ancient gods, maybe it is undead creatures from other planes, maybe some guys pretended to use His Majesty's body, it is all possible."
From the layout of Eternal Road, Anthony has actually seen that almost all of his companions have a preconceived habit of thinking that something has a high probability of being 'yes', and never consider what will happen if it 'is not' What consequences.
You always hope that things will develop according to your imagination. If they deviate from your imagination, you will complain about why you are so unlucky, instead of wondering if you have not thought carefully.
This habit is almost the nature of intelligent creatures. Only people who have been trained for a long time and suffered a lot of mistakes can change this habit.
For example, Anthony never considers one situation when doing things, but considers all possible situations and arranges different plans. No matter what the situation is, he will not be in a hurry.
Of course, this is not a bad thing. If everyone is as resourceful as Anthony, the scene with a bunch of Anthonys together will be too beautiful to imagine.
It's enough to have one Anthony in a team. Isn't it his responsibility to fill in the gaps?
"What now?" Nigris asked.
"If the other party is really His Majesty, it would be easy to handle, so let's test whether it is His Majesty first and let Dimali ask the other party a question: Immortal Lord, do you still remember the grave grass in front of the Palace of Rest?
Nigris and others were stunned for a moment. Is there any grave grass at the door of the Palace of Rest? Isn't the grave grass in the garden behind?
As expected, the question was passed around, and it didn't take long for me to receive a reply from the Immortal Lord: "Where is the grave grass at the door of the Palace of Rest? Damn it, Locke, are you testing me? Why are you so thoughtful? Come here and help!"
(End of chapter)
