Extraordinary Noble

Although the words of a fierce and cunning red dragon cannot be trusted, especially the surname of this red dragon is still so [pure evil].

Evans.

but......

After Colin thought of this, he began to think about how to get Rottweiler out of this place. This shouldn't be too difficult.

Lord Witt seems to be very talkative.

Another five days passed. In life here, it is almost impossible to feel the passage of time. The surrounding scenery has hardly changed.

Only Colin and Rowell are more familiar with each other.

This morning. Colin was sitting on a branch and had a word with Rottweiler, who was chained to the door of the hut, without a word.

Suddenly, a colorful light lit up.

Colin's heart moved, showing a little joy. But soon after, the light faded. But only Witt.

Colin's complexion changed slightly, he jumped off the branch, his feet landed on a soft layer of dead leaves, and quickly came to Witt, bowed and asked: "Your Excellency Witt. How is Alex? already?"

"Don't worry. Colin." Witt's face showed a relaxed look, and then he explained: "Mr. Alex's injuries are extremely serious and cannot be cured in a short time. These days I only give He's doing preliminary treatment. Now I'll take a look at your [God's Curse]."

Colin nodded, then unbuttoned his jacket and pulled his shirt up, exposing his belly.

A cold, meniscus crescent around her belly button.

Witt's face showed a dignified expression, and then he carefully stretched out his right hand, and his fingers slightly touched the [God's curse] on his belly button.

"Squeak!!" Suddenly, a huge divine light emerged from Colin's body, and the cold aura was like a storm, swept in all directions with Colin at the center.

The environment where you pass by is like being washed. Whether it is plants, insects, all turned into ice sculptures.

Colin rolled his eyes up and passed out.

"You're not Witt, who are you?!!" Rottweiler was watching curiously. After seeing this scene, the dog's eyes widened and he said a little nervously.

The power that burst out is indeed the divine power of the **** of vampires. But the other party is definitely not Witt.

"You little red dragon really has some knowledge. But why was it so stupid before, and you want to rob Witt?"

A smile appeared on "Witt"'s face, and he turned to ask Rottweiler.

"The old guy's aura was hidden very well. He looked like a very ordinary Druid at the time. I didn't know he was a legendary Druid, and he was a super-playable one among the legends."

Although Rottweiler's hair stood on end, he looked at the person in front of him in horror and fear, but his words were still calm.

Witt became "Witt".

And Witt was originally a super-playable Druid, what kind of person could do this?

This guy in front of him is definitely a super terrifying existence.

And it may not be human.

"That's true. These druids are too easy to see." "Witt" nodded in agreement.

Druids rarely pretend to be high-profile, and among them are people dressed as ancient wizards like Witt, some people look like scholars, some people look like old farmers.

Looking away, it's really not unusual.

"You haven't said, who the **** are you?" Rottweiler became more and more nervous, stood up on four legs, and made a posture ready to attack at any time.

Just with her strength, I am afraid she will hit the stone with an egg.

"I'm Ganatello," he said with a smile.

A tremor from the soul swept through Rottweiler's body, her entire body trembled involuntarily, and she looked at Ganatello in fear and terror.

In this world, there should be many people named Ganatello. But they are all ignorant.

A slightly stronger person would not dare to use the name Ganatello. Because he is the name of the **** of death! !

"Shh. This is the Forest of Nature. It would be bad if others knew about it." Ganatello stretched out his fingers, put it lightly on his lips, and made a small movement.

Then in a burst of colorful light, Ganatello, Rottweiler, and Colin lying on the ground disappeared.

The natural magic power of the Forest of Nature is very powerful, but the divine power of the Vampire God that erupted from Colin is a tenacious existence.

The vicinity of this magic hut is filled with a biting chill.

But it won't be around for long.

..........

"My head hurts." When Colin regained consciousness, the only feeling was a splitting headache, like the feeling of just waking up after a night of drinking.

Colin has never been drunk in his life, but occasionally in his previous life.

It's a long-lost feeling.

But why do I feel this way?

Colin opened his eyes, but instead of regaining his vision, the stars were circling. It wasn't until a long time later that Colin's headache eased and his vision began to recover.

"You're awake. Colin." After Colin heard the voice, he immediately turned to the right and saw Alex sitting on a square stone.

He was different from before, there was a deep haze on his cold face, and his brows were deeply locked.

"What's going on? I was originally..." Colin held his head and gradually recalled what happened not long ago.

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Finally, he turned his gaze to another person in the room.

"What have you done to me, Lord Witt?" Colin asked with a very ugly face.

"I'm sorry, Colin. I got you into a lot of trouble." Witt, wearing a pointed hat, smiled wryly at Colin and shook his head.

Colin instinctively felt that it was very bad, and the whole person could not help but stand up.

"What exactly is going on?"

Colin asked.

"It's not a good thing anyway." Rottweiler, who was lying on his stomach in the corner of the room, returned to his red dragon form, but was small and exquisite, and looked a little cute, said with a flick of his tail.

Colin raised his head and surveyed his surroundings.

There are three people and one dragon, and there is a hellish scene all around.

Wrong, this could be the underworld.

The place they were in was a small space, not physically isolated by buildings, but possessed some kind of divine power.

With this room as the center, there is an extremely cold and dark environment with no light in all directions.

What came next to his ears were the screams of the soul and the mournful wailing.

Colin once read a book.

"The so-called underworld. It is a dark and cold place without light. The cold is not the cold of the body, but the cold of the soul. Because this is the home of the souls of all intelligent creatures."

"Souls in the underworld. They are wandering souls who have lost their memories. Their memories may be sealed, and they may not be washed."

"These sad souls, the only thing they can feel is fear. They scream and whine. It's a sound that can drive a person crazy over time."

The author of this book is called [Ganatello], a pseudonym with the same name as Death.

In the past, Colin thought that this environment was the imagination of the author, but now it seems that the author may be the **** of death himself, or it may be that this person has actually been to the underworld in person.

This is very scary, very scary people.

Can enter the underworld in the flesh, and return to the world safely. This kind of person is at least a powerful legend.

"Your guess is correct. This is the underworld." Alex sighed rarely, clasping his hands on his chest, gloomy as if he were a resentful woman.

Why is he here? He's just here to treat the injury.

Alex turned his head and glanced at Witt, why did the legendary Druid of the Forest of Nature get into so much trouble.

Colin turned his head to look at Alex and said with a wry smile: "I don't want to hear the word [Underworld]. Because the next moment, I may pass out."

Colin is not without courage.

But all the things he has encountered in his life are in the world. And now in the underworld. This is the home of the dead and the forbidden land of the living.

This is... where the **** of death will come and go.

Of course, the next moment is to faint, it is a joke that is played in pain.

"Please explain, Your Excellency Witt." After taking a deep breath, Colin looked at Witt seriously, and his tone was not very friendly.

In the last second, he was in the world.

In this second, he is in the underworld.

If Wit hadn't been a super-playable gasping druid, he'd definitely go up and beat Wit.

"It's for my son, Billy." Witt gave a wry smile, saying the name that haunted him.

He lowered his head slightly, very depressed.

Colin's face showed a sure color.

Missing the deceased is a pain that most human beings will endure, and only death can end missing.

The mortals are incapable, but the extraordinary are capable.

The more powerful the Transcendent, the more likely it is to have the dream of "resurrecting the dead". Put yourself in the shoes and think about it, if Linda also entered the underworld, he would definitely penetrate the underworld and bring Linda back.

There are too many such things, and there is this powerful legendary Druid who can easily subdue the vicious red dragon Rottweiler.

As far back as the Second Dynasty.

Archduke Omiran, who restored Frederick the Great's body, attempted to resurrect Frederick the Great, but ultimately failed.

The remains of Frederick the Great were buried with the Dragon Sword and the Orbis Shield.

At that time, the ability, strength, power, and resources possessed by Grand Duke O'Millan were all very powerful. But he still failed.

The legendary Druid in front of him should be the only one.

Druids respect nature, and in most Druids, death is a part of nature. While the death of a loved one brings grief, they all suffer in silence.

They don't do this kind of thing lightly.

so. The actions of this legendary druid are bound to be alone and bound to fail. But he still did it without hesitation. This is obsession.

It was also his longing for the dead that made him act irrationally.

"The human world and the underworld are actually two sides of the same body. The size of the world is as big as the underworld. The wandering souls in the underworld have their memories imprisoned due to the laws of nature, and there is a limit to their survival time. The stronger the character in his lifetime, The longer you enter the underworld after death, the longer you will live.”

"I was secretly in my magic hut, penetrated the passage to the underworld, and entered the underworld smoothly. At first, it went very smoothly. I used some ancient knowledge and my own blood as a guide. Slowly Slowly lock down my poor son Billy."

Witt fell into memory, after a pause, a wry smile appeared on his face, raised his head and said to Colin: "Until three days ago, I met him. Death. Ganatello."

The underworld is not the territory of the **** of death, but the kingdom of the **** of death is within the underworld. In this underworld, the power of the **** of death is very huge.

From ancient times to the present, for those who have the ability and courage to enter the underworld, if there is an accident, a large part of them are killed by the angel of death.

But encountering the **** of death in person is extremely rare.

The so-called reason can also be said to be just an introduction. Colin is interested to listen to it, but he is more concerned about the next development.

"Even if you met the **** of death in the underworld, why didn't the **** of death kill you. Instead, he imprisoned you here and went out to bring me and Rowena in?"

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"Because I want to establish the Holy See on earth, just like many of my "companions" have done. And it's not easy to do that. I need the support of the great nobles in the world. And your potential is very good , Colin Russell."

A grand and majestic voice exploded in the ears of Colin and the others. This sound was so majestic that Colin even had the urge to immediately kneel and worship.

Colin's complexion changed. With his strong concentration, he was struggling to support him. If he didn't kneel down immediately, once he knelt down, he would definitely be driven by the **** of death.

But it's really too powerful.

The power of this **** of death is much stronger than the clone of the **** of vampires he saw last time. Gradually, Colin's breathing became rapid, and the sweat on his face was like slurries, constantly flowing out, quickly soaking his clothes.

After a while, the pressure dissipated. Colin immediately let out a violent and heavy breathing sound, as if the whole person was alive.

He turned his head to look at everyone with difficulty, but found that their situation was much better than his.

"In the end, only I am level 6 among us." Colin laughed at himself.

"Pretty good little guy, as expected of someone who has seen vampires." The voice of the **** of death was full of admiration.

"How about being my follower? As soon as you convert to me, you'll be my pope immediately."

In the eyes of everyone's admiration, Colin raised his head and said to the **** of death who seemed to be everywhere: "I refuse. You can kill me or do anything to me."

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