Coiling Dragon, I am different and detached

Mira opened her mouth wide.

How great would it be if she had such ability?

In the future, she would not have to bother to find a place to stay wherever she went.

"If you are tired today, come in and rest."

"But teacher, didn't you tell me to find a place to stay or build one myself?"

Mira asked curiously after hearing Locke say that.

She didn't understand why the teacher didn't let her find a place to stay now.

Although, she also wanted to live there.

"Yes, but my stupid disciple spent his time catching prey, what can I do?"

"Do I really watch you sleep on a branch or in a cave?"

"Hehe..."

Mira laughed a few times and didn't reply to Locke's words.

She also thought that the teacher didn't bring a package with him and might be hungry at night, so she went hunting to prepare food for the teacher first, and then looked for a cave to live in.

But she didn't expect that the teacher didn't need the food she prepared, which made her waste a lot of time.

All of this was seen by Locke.

Mira could have such a heart, Locke would definitely not let her heart go to waste.

This house, Locke's return for Mira's heart.

Anyway, compared to the intensity of Mira's training, the hardships of tree houses and caves were just some extras.

...

Locke's water god clone went to the frost and snow plane first, and the fate god clone was naturally not idle.

Directly teleported from the water god plane to the underworld, Locke hid his fate god clone in his own holy domain, and then, using the water walking technique to transform into the water element, quickly rushed to the Nether Mountain.

Three years later, Locke returned to his water house in the Nether Mountain again.

On the floating bridge of this water house, there was also a "Locke" standing there fishing.

This was an illusion of Locke himself created by using illusion after leaving the Nether Mountain, with his own breath, appearance, and pressure...

"Mirror flowers and water moons!"

This is the result of Locke's more than two million years.

Even the Lord of Death did not notice this illusion, and it was not Locke himself.

Arriving at the location of the illusion, Locke's original body used the water power stored in the clone of the God of Destiny to turn his hair blue, and then merged with his own illusion, removing the illusion of the mirror flower and water moon.

Releasing his hand, letting the premonition in his hand turn into water elements and dissipating, Locke looked up at the top of the Nether Mountain.

His spiritual consciousness radiated, and soon, Locke sensed Lilia's presence.

"Huh? It's rare, Locke, you actually took the initiative to find me today?"

Sensing Locke's spiritual consciousness, Lilia was also a little surprised.

After all, since Locke came to the Nether Mountain, he has been fishing for fish that cannot be caught every day.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Of course, Lilia also knew that Locke took the initiative to find her, there must be something.

Otherwise, Locke would not have found her.

"Well, Lilia, is your Lord God clone free now?"

"Oh?"

Lilia stood up and looked down from the top of the Nether Mountain.

Locke was not looking for her, but for her Lord God clone. Could it be that Locke's clone in other places encountered trouble, so he wanted to ask his Lord God clone for help?

Apart from this, Lilia didn't know what else could make Locke look for her.

From this point of view, the only one who could be considered "trouble" by Locke's clone was probably the Lord God.

"Locke, you should know what you need to pay to ask the Lord God for help, right?"

The corners of Lilia's mouth raised an arc.

Although Lilia and Locke get along very well, Lilia still has to maintain certain rules.

"Swoosh!"

Ignoring Lilia, Locke's figure appeared directly in front of the main god palace gate on the top of the Nether Mountain.

"Lord God, Locke wants to see you."

"Come in."

The cold voice of the Lord of Death came from the Lord's Palace. After getting permission, Locke stepped into the Lord's Palace of the Lord of Death again.

"Locke, you want me to help you, no problem, I am also happy to help you."

"But what price can you pay for me to help you?"

"I will help Lord God once within my ability. What do you think, Lord God?"

"Hey, I will help you once, and you will help me once. It sounds fair."

"But, Locke, what makes you think that the number of times a god-level strongman can make a move can be compared with that of the Lord God?"

"Just because I am invincible, Lord God."

In the Lord's Palace, Locke bowed slightly.

"Lord God, perhaps my strength cannot be compared with that of Lord God, but among the gods, I can assume that no one is my opponent."

"Some things that are inconvenient for you, Lord God, to deal with, I can come forward to solve for you, Lord God."

"Ha, Locke, I didn't know you were such a joker."

"If it's just a god-level powerhouse, who else besides you can be the opponent of my water-based god clone?"

"Since my water-based god clone can do it, why should I use you to do it?"

"No, Lord God, the Lord God's god clone is not invincible."

"If you encounter other great masters, the Lord God's god clone will not be able to escape the fate of being exiled to the space turbulence."

"Huh?"

Hearing Locke say this, the Lord of Death fell silent.

Indeed, Locke was right.

The Lord God's other god clones do have some will power.

However, without reaching the great perfection, when facing the real great perfection, the gap in strength between the two sides is still too big.

Now, among the god-level powerhouses, as far as the Lord of Death knows, only Locke has reached the state of great perfection.

If a great perfection can appear, there may be a second one.

It is a shame for a main god, even if only his clone is defeated by the Great Perfection.

After all, although they really admire the Great Perfection who can completely integrate the mysteries of a series of laws, the advantage in strength still makes them put themselves at a higher level.

"Three times!"

"Locke, if you promise to help me three times, I will agree to help you once."

"Lord God, once is already the limit."

Locke did not give in.

"After all, the matter I asked Lord God to help me, in my opinion, is only worth one chance to help."

"If it exceeds my limit, then I would rather not ask you to help."

"Really?"

The Lord of Death raised his eyebrows, she could hear that this was indeed Locke's true words.

However, the Lord of Death was also very curious, what kind of thing could make Locke come to him for help, and he was only willing to pay the price of one shot?

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Depending on the event you requested, I will consider your proposal as appropriate."

"Thank you, Lord God."

"Lord God, I know that after death, the souls of creatures below the god level will enter the world of the dead."

"So, I would like to ask Lord God to help me check whether my brother Cole's soul is still in the world of the dead."

"If he is still there, please give me some advice, Lord God, so that I can take him out of the world of the dead."

"Just this little thing?"

Hearing Locke's request, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Lord of Death.

To be honest, when Locke came to him before, the Lord of Death thought that Locke's clone in other planes fell into the hands of other Lord Gods, and wanted to ask him to bring his god clone back.

Unexpectedly, he just wanted to find relatives in the world of the dead.

However, a trace of doubt flashed in the mind of the Lord of Death.

Checking the identity of the dead before his death and restoring the memory of the dead before his death is a function of one of his treasures.

As his biggest trump card, the Lord of Death has never told anyone about the ability of this treasure. How did Locke know it?

Of course, although the Lord of Death had doubts in his heart, he did not refuse Locke's request.

For her, if she knew more information about Locke through Locke's brother, even if Locke did not promise to help once, the Lord of Death would do it herself.

At that moment, the Lord of Death closed his eyes, and his mind instantly connected with the treasure, the Heart of the Underworld, and through the power of the Heart of the Underworld, he searched for the soul of Locke's brother.

Soon, the Lord of Death found Cole's soul.

Then, the Lord of Death cut through the space, rushed to the world of the dead from the space turbulence, tore the space, pulled Cole into the space turbulence, and rushed back to his main palace.

"Bang!"

Throwing Cole in front of Locke, the Lord of Death sat on his throne again.

"Here, this is your brother Cole."

"Do you want to restore his memory now?"

Looking at Cole kneeling on the ground, trembling and not daring to move, Locke was also very surprised.

He didn't expect that his brother had actually lived in the world of the dead for more than two million years.

Now Cole is already a peak undead in the holy realm.

This is much stronger than when Cole was alive.

"Well, please, Lord God."

As Locke's voice fell, Cole, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly stiffened, and many unfamiliar memories came to his mind.

"I, I am Cole?"

"I am Cowell?"

"No, I am Cole and Cowell."

Hearing Cole's murmur, Locke finally sighed.

The undead in the world of the dead are no different from the monsters in other material planes.

Low-level undead have only instincts, not wisdom.

But as their levels rise, they will gradually develop wisdom.

The wisdom of the undead at the sanctuary level is no less than that of humans.

Cole in the undead world has been a sanctuary for at least one million years.

And Cole in the material plane is just a human who is less than 500 years old.

How can 500 years of memory compare to more than one million years of memory?

Therefore, Cole, whose memory was restored by the Lord of Death, can be said to be Locke's younger brother, but it can also be said that he is not Locke's younger brother.