Hades.

The resting place of the dead.

If the goddess Hela had not gone crazy due to Ragnarok, then this place could indeed be regarded as her destination, but now, this land has been ruled by disorder, madness, and chaos.

The soul becomes currency, humanity is worthless, and rules are trampled on.

But there are differences.

The land of Vortigern.

There is Lower Wodun underground in Wodun, and in the underworld, there is Ancient England.

The mottled city walls appear on the gray horizon.

Heven looked up towards the realm of the dead.

The humble king Futigeng.

To be honest, he had no confidence that he could defeat him on his own soil.

Although he had just eaten a stickman who was far more powerful than Vortigern some time ago, the two had completely different meanings to Hevin himself.

Vortigern is a king, a warrior, a devil, and an evil dragon.

But stickmen are different, stickmen are just monsters.

Hevin is good at eating monsters.

But even if he is not sure enough, the result will not change.

He will win and Vortigern will lose.

Exactly the same as last time.

He lives, Vortigern dies.

Hewen walked to the city gate.

The style of Ancient England is completely different from New England on the ground. The city walls are still medieval stone walls, and the weapons of the guards are even older. There are no cars or buses here, only skeleton carriages on the streets.

Walk up.

The city gate opened wide, with only two guards standing on both sides. The pure black armor symbolized violence and order.

Hevin stopped at the door.

The black mist of death billows under the guard's black helmet:

"Who is coming?"

Hewen asked:

"Are you going to question everyone who passes by?"

The black-armored guard shrugged and made a metal collision sound:

"This is a fixed greeting, but you can come here, so England welcomes you, as long as you don't violate our laws."

Hewen asked:

"What is the law?"

The guard said:

"The first rule is that King Vortigern is supreme, the second rule is that no legal citizens of England are harmed, and the third rule is that you are not allowed to resist the guards.

"As long as the guards don't like you, we have the right to throw you into prison. Some guys who think they are powerful once slaughtered legal citizens unscrupulously on the street, even killing two guards."

The black-armored guard pointed to the green torch behind him:

"Their souls are still wailing and screaming inside."

Hewen nodded and promised:

"I will never break the rules."

The guard nodded and then said:

"You can go in."

Hewen asked:

"Wait, how can I be considered a legal citizen?"

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The guard was surprised and said:

"Smart, I thought you would die immediately inside? The method is very simple. The third law is that you are not allowed to harm a legal citizen unless the other party takes action first, and if he dies.

"Then the other party's legal citizenship belongs to you. This is the rule of England. In fact, there are other methods, but that has nothing to do with you, but you can rest assured.

"A handsome young man like you is often not killed directly, but captured as a slave, and a slave with such a high integrity of your soul is more valuable.

"So if I were you, I would never step into this city. Everyone envies the residents of Inlans, but you have to know that most of them have used their lives as a bet in exchange for such peace.

life."

Hewen nodded and said:

"Thank you for your reminder."

Then he entered Vortigern's territory.

In other words, it is the territory that temporarily belongs to Vortigern.

The spacious streets are lined with dilapidated houses. Although they are far inferior to Avalon, they are different from the ruins outside. The houses here have traces of human habitation.

Moreover, the dead souls on the street all have incomplete parts of their bodies, but the fire of the soul in their eyes is still burning brightly, and it will take decades at the earliest to completely dissipate.

Several evil spirits who deliberately stayed near the city gate stood up.

Hevin smiled at them.

They showed a ferocious smile to Hewen, and raised it up, standing in a half circle, surrounding Hewen.

The dead soul smiled and said:

"Yo yo yo, there's a new friend here."

Hewen said curiously:

"Why don't you take action yet?"

The evil spirit smiled and said:

"We know the rules. We are just standing here and will not take action. As long as you can continue to move forward without harming us, we will not continue to stop you."

Hewen nodded to indicate that he understood, then turned around and tried to bypass a few people.

And this group of evil spirits also rotated with Hewen.

The leading evil spirit said with a sympathetic face:

"If this is the case, others will come soon..."

Hewen tilted his neck to the left.

Click.

A black gap opened up.

Two slender black arms about five meters long stretched out from it, then pressed Hewen's head and waist, and then pushed downwards with force.

A stick figure made of black lines "breaks out of its shell".

Then it looked at the evil spirits with a sly smile and snapped its fingers.

Green flames surged out of their bodies, and their mouths, eye sockets, ears, and souls instantly turned into flames, and several metal railings stretched out of thin air on the ground, forming a torch together with the flames.
Chapter completed!