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Chapter 144 The DeadThe World of Losers(1/2)

Since her escape, a feeling of having nowhere to go and nowhere to escape began to grow in Lamias's heart.

This feeling was not strong at first, but as the stay in this world lengthened, the feeling of restraint that seemed to be suppressed by something became more and more intense.

She even had the idea of ​​leaving the world in her dream.

Although she was imprisoned in the crystal wall, she never stopped practicing Dounian, but in fact Dounian had stopped a long time ago.

Spending a lot of time did not even make any fundamental changes in Dou Nian, and the quality also did not increase much.

The world has limited her, or she has reached the limit allowed by the world.

"No, it's far from reaching the limit. The Divine Dragon is far more powerful than me now..."

"But I have indeed reached the end of Dou Nian..."

The spark of thought suddenly lit up in Lamias's spiritual world.

"What I have reached should be the first limit. I'm afraid there is an invisible second limit in this world. Only the Divine Dragon has reached this stage!"

The strong know destiny!

at this time.

"Lady Lamias, people have been brought here."

The spark of Lamias' thinking was instantly extinguished, and she responded calmly, "Let the person in."



Satur was tied up and his mouth was gagged. He was placed on a chair and stared at Lamias angrily.

"I heard that you have been scolding me since you woke up, right?" Lamias took out the restraint from Satur's mouth, "But I don't want to apologize for what I did before."

"Lamia...even if I die, even if I am dragged into the abyss of Hades and burned by the endless fire of hell, I will curse you, curse you!!"

"Hades has long since disappeared, hasn't it?" Lamyas pulled a chair over and sat with her legs crossed, "Not only Hades, the Holy Land, but also the Mountains of Gods have been destroyed long ago. To this day,

I'm afraid you are the only fighter left among the goddess."

Satur gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Lamias smoothed her hair and said, "How about I make a deal with you? You do one thing for me, and I will find a way to help you repair your...well, your body's trauma."

Satur sneered directly.

Lamias thought to herself: "You can only rely on yourself to deal with the psychological trauma, but the physical trauma can be easily repaired with the technology of the [Black Order]... At the very least, live like one first.

Man, once a very promising fighter."

Satur was silent.

He can't let go of this hatred.

But if you want revenge, you need to be free.

Although he was angry in his heart, Satur knew very well that he could only endure the humiliation and make a fuss with Lamia, just like he was willing to become the concubine of a certain demon lord in order to survive in the [World of the Dead].

Everything is for revenge!

"You seem to have thought about it, right?" Lamias said calmly.

"What do you want me to help you with?"

Lamias smiled and said, "First of all, how much do you know about [The World of the Dead]?"

"Your goal is the [World of the Dead]... Do you want to go to the [World of the Dead]?" Satur frowned, "Through me, enter in the opposite direction?"

Lamias was a little surprised, but not too surprised. She nodded directly, "Tell me more about [The World of the Dead] first."

"Untie me first." Satur said calmly, "I need a reciprocal transaction...and food!"

Soon, a nun in black robes brought some food, and Satur was already loosened. However, at this time, Lamias also had a very exaggerated silver pistol in her hand.

The pistol was placed casually on his thigh, but the muzzle of the gun was always pointed at Satur's chest.

"You can introduce it now." Lamias said with a chuckle.

"As the name suggests, [World of the Dead] belongs to the world of the dead." Satur thought for a while and said: "But it is different from the Hades we know. The guys in [The World of the Dead] are already dead.

He is a dead person, but he is also a living person.”

"How to say?"

"In the [World of the Dead], I will feel hungry, weak, injured, and need rest. But at the same time, I can still practice Dou Nian. Everything is no different from when I was in the Holy Realm."

"Because you fell into it from the Holy Realm?" Lamias tried to explain: "In fact, you did not enter the [World of the Dead] through death."

Satur shook his head, "Those guys who originally lived in the [World of the Dead], like me, are also hungry and need rest."

"So...it's just called [The World of the Dead], but it doesn't actually collect dead people?"

"Collecting dead people, except for me, all are dead people... It should be said that the people I have always encountered are all dead people."

"oh?"

"I have met a few people I know, and one of them was even my former teacher." Satur said seriously: "But they have already died in the battle."

"It's not Hades, collecting the dead...but the dead are still alive at the same time?" Lamias pondered: "Interesting world...is there more? You mentioned that the person who imprisoned you was a demon lord. This demon

How powerful is the lord in [World of the Dead]?”

"That guy's territory is not even top-notch in the [World of the Dead]." Satur shook his head and said: "But even so, that guy's territory is very huge. How big is the [World of the Dead]? I don't know how big it is.

Later, I escaped from that guy's territory and walked for a long time. I only entered a few similar territories. I'm afraid it was less than one hundredth...one thousandth of the [World of the Dead]. I have never

I have seen such a vast world...It is so huge that it even exceeds my knowledge."

Lamias actually knows a lot of secret things.

Being imprisoned in the crystal wall, although unable to move, she was regarded as an ancestor by a group of Soth Protoss... It was also thanks to these guys from the Soth Protoss who kept inquiring about the outside world, so Lamyas actually Know many secrets.

Especially after the ruined Kingdom of Gods of the Greek pantheon was later transformed into the [Non-Human Realm], we received more and more miscellaneous inquiries.

If the current world is compared to the main world, then the [non-human realm] is like a unique [small world] anchored on the edge of the main world, which is cut out from the historical text of the main world. A fragmented world of small pieces of history.

She initially thought that the world of the dead might be a similar fragmented world...but it seemed that it was not.

Even a fragmented world that evolved from historical fragments cannot exceed the scope of the main world...a [World of the Dead] that is far larger than the main world?

"Do you know how this [World of the Dead] was formed?"

Satur shook his head, "I said, I haven't even walked through one thousandth of the land... In fact, [World of the Dead] is an extremely empty place. If you leave the city-state, it will be difficult for you to survive." I met a stranger outside. After I escaped, I was wanted and could not enter the city-state, so I had to hide in the wild."

"So, your use is much less than I thought." Lamias chuckled.

Satur said calmly: "Even if I don't know much, at least I have lived in it for many years. I have experience of living in the [World of the Dead] that you can't imagine."

Lamias suddenly said: "You can come back through the summoning ritual, that is to say, the creatures of the [World of the Dead] can also...well, the wizard of the tribe who summoned you, I think I can find him Let’s talk.”

"That guy can only summon the lowest dead in the wild through rituals! Such dead people definitely don't know as much as me." Satur said with a sneer.

"I need more useful information." Lamias shook her head.

Satur gritted his teeth, "I lived in that demon lord's castle for a while, and the demon and I... occasionally revealed some secrets about the [World of the Dead]. The low-level dead in the wild are absolutely not Will know more secrets than a demon lord!"

"For example?"

Satur knew that it would be difficult to win Lamyas's trust without giving out some useful information, so he thought for a while and said: "I heard that the [World of the Dead] is essentially a world of losers...these losers are for Looking for something, I came to the [World of the Dead] because of failure. It also said that in fact, the [World of the Dead] may be the [Gateway] before finding such a thing!"

"Something? Something, you know this kind of thing, right?"

Sattur kept silent.

Lamias slowly pulled the trigger of the silver pistol in her hand... and the cylinder rotated.

Sattur showed no reaction.

However, Lamias suddenly stood up and said casually: "Let's just come here today. I think you are tired too. I will ask someone to take you to rest."



Satur, who was sent away here, became much quieter and no longer cursed.

Only then did Lamias take out the document from the mysterious email and read it carefully... A black-robed nun was waiting beside her, but she didn't look sideways.

After a long time, Lamias breathed out slowly, "It seems that the delegation of the wizard from the tribe that summoned Satur is also on the list of absentees for today's summit meeting?"

"Lord Lamias, do you hope to find a delegation from this tribe?" The black-robed nun responded quickly.

"Well... they should have gone to the [New World Alliance], or are still on the way." Lamias said directly: "Let's see if we can catch them back. The wizards of this tribe are not powerful, but the wizards have always been quite weird.

, pay more attention.”

"I'll make arrangements right away!"

Seeing the black-robed nun leaving in a hurry, Lamias fell into deep thought again... If she really couldn't chase her back, she might have to go to the [New World Alliance] herself.

After all, the ritual used to summon Satur should still be in the hands of the old wizard Uncle Black... If you want to reversely deduce the ritual, you will naturally need to use this old wizard.

"It's just...a world of losers?" Lamias murmured to herself: "What do you mean?"




To be continued...
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