Chapter 41

"I'm not dead yet, I actually survived--! Wow!" Youfa hugged his twins and cried with lingering fear, his adrenaline soaring.

Kano felt the surging power coming from the door. Even though he couldn't see the specific scene on the other side, he could imagine how "excited" it was.

He said with great interest, "So, will this make the other party give up, or will it only infuriate them further?"

Even the free wind has places it has not yet reached. He is actually quite curious about the legendary southern region.

The silver-eyed young man, who was being stared at by everyone, did not speak and seemed to be thinking about something.

At this time, Zuo Fa also noticed that his brother was unusually silent.

"Youfa, what's wrong with you?" he couldn't help but ask.

“…I just saw my compatriots on the other side of the door.”

Even though it was just a glimpse of less than a second, Youfa still noticed the ship being pulled back in the distance, and the figure on it that clearly had the aura of a fairy.

As expected, just as he thought, the current situation of the fairy species in the Southern Region is not optimistic at all.

Hearing his words, the noisy Zuo Fa couldn't help but fall silent, and then looked at Lu Mi inexplicably and subconsciously.

At this moment, the silver-eyed young man, who didn't know if he had heard the conversation, suddenly looked up and saw a piece of cloth floating out from the door.

"Write a letter?" Across the abyss, a group of giants looked at the Black Horned Shura in disbelief. "Are you kidding me? He treated us like that, and we're still writing to him!?"

"It's the negotiation document!" The black-horned giant took a deep breath. The pain from his palm made him clench his fingers slightly. The pain from his rough fingertips digging into the wound made his whole body exude a sense of danger that kept away from strangers.

Another giant said, "I have sent a messenger to inform the king. He should arrive in the royal city soon."

"If the king sees these marks, where will our dignity be...!" The other giants all looked a little ugly.

"That's why we must make amends!" The black-horned giant's eyes glared, and he said in a deep voice, "How can we end up in complete defeat? At least we can now confirm that the fairy race is over there, and they haven't left yet!"

"you mean……"

"Fairies belong to our world. It would be a mistake to leave them there. I don't believe they have any reason to protect them!"

At this point, everyone finally understood the other party's intentions. Indeed, there was no need for that unknown powerful being from another world to be obsessed with a group of creatures from another world. Even just now, the other party had only said "this door is blocked", so they just didn't want to go in!

For the sake of the Shura clan's greater plan, they will tolerate each other for now!!

——Even though I made this decision with gnashing teeth and was filled with murderous intent, but...!

However, the giants nowadays have shameful marks on their hands, and no one is willing to pick up a pen. More importantly, the giants are all tall and obviously not suitable for writing letters to humans.

So the Shuras turned their attention to the shipyard.

All the curious and fearful aliens were immediately startled, lowered their heads in horror, and wished they could bury themselves in the ground immediately.

The Shuras pointed their fingers in the air at suitable candidates, and everyone who felt chosen trembled wildly, which made them extremely disgusted, not to mention that the mood of the giants was already extremely gloomy.

"Why are you shaking?" The green-horned giant, who had the most violent temper, casually grabbed a nearby alien and looked at them with eyes bigger than copper bells like a devil. "Are we that scary?"

"Woo woo..." The captured alien was speechless. The giant palm kept tightening around its body, almost crushing it.

"Sir!" At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out. A young man wearing a demon mask stepped out of the crowd and volunteered, "If you want to write a letter, let me do it."

The giants hadn't lowered their voices just now. In their view, these weak ants didn't need them to hide their true feelings. After all, no one had ever dared to resist them. That was why people were so shocked by what happened today.

The black-horned giant looked at the other man for a few seconds, then suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "Why do I seem to have never seen you before?"

"Tens of thousands of people come and go in this factory every day. Maybe I'm so weak that I've never caught your attention." The ghost-faced boy answered calmly.

"Alright, it's your turn!" The Green-Horned Giant waved his hand impatiently and said in a very oppressive tone, "You have to write well. If you don't, you will be punished."

The black-horned giant glanced at his fellow tribesman and finally said nothing, which was considered as his consent to the young man's ghostwriting.

Thus, a piece of cloth filled with words was born.

As soon as Lu Mi raised his head on the other side of the door, Kano beside him controlled the air flow and let the wind send him in front of him from the air.

"Oh?" Kano asked curiously, "How come you wrote to them and they wrote back? Are we considered pen pals?"

Amazing pen pal!

The three fairies were all choked, feeling so bad that they couldn't express themselves.

At this time, Lu Mi had already spread out the cloth first, and the contents on it were immediately displayed in front of everyone.

Facts proved that the Shura race, who dominated the Southern Territory, had never yielded to anyone. The tone of the entire article was a quirky balance between soft and hard. One could imagine a hideous Shura demon, gnashing with hatred for him while simultaneously forcing himself into a "friendly" negotiation.

Lu Mi took a quick look and looked away without interest, then turned the cloth over to the other side - yes, there was content on the back of the cloth, just like double-sided embroidery, with spider-silk-like thin lines outlining it.

The thread was so light and pale that it would be difficult to detect without careful observation. Lu Mi didn't know if the Shuras knew there were words on this side, but judging by the content, they probably didn't.

"This seems to be a map of the Southern Region?" Kano quickly scanned it and looked at the elves. "Do you have helpers in the Southern Region?"

"Ah, no, we don't know what's going on..." Several fairies also had puzzled expressions on their faces. You know, when they escaped from the Southern Region that year, their families were already broken up and they were penniless. How could they have any backup plan?

"I think this map should be real." Lu Mi wrote it down calmly, because no one would set up such a scam with so many loopholes. He just didn't know what the purpose of this "unnamed kind-hearted person" was.

But what surprised Lu Mi even more was that the Southern Territory had actually built a city of their own.

You know, most abyss creatures follow the wild survival code. Just look at the "nest" of the Zerg Queen before. Things like "buildings" and "palaces" do not seem to conform to the aesthetic tastes of most abyss creatures, or they think they are unnecessary, so they are rarely seen.

"Is this... Shura City?" Zuo Fa and You Fa noticed where Lu Mi's fingertips lingered for a long time. "When we left, it was just a prototype. Now it's already completed!"

Lu Mi: "Whose city is this?"

"The king of the Shura clan, and the royal city of the entire Shura race, wait... it's so close to the shipyard!" Zuo Fa looked at the less than fingertip distance between the two and instantly covered his face with fear. "Then the Shura King will know soon--!"

…

"Why is there no response yet?" As time passed, the giants guarding the gate became anxious.

"Where is the boy who wrote the letter just now?" the black-horned giant suddenly asked.

"Huh? Who cares about that stuff?" The green-horned giant sneered indifferently.

"Hey, Ghost Face!" In the crowd, the young man who took advantage of the situation to slip away and hide among the alien species again was suddenly grabbed by someone by the sleeve.

The person who came was the companion who had gone back to report the news. The companion had already gone back once, but for some reason he came back again. "The leader asked me to pick you up. It's too dangerous here. Let's hurry back to base."

"What did the leaders say?" The ghost-faced boy didn't move, but just asked.

His companion lowered his voice hastily, "What else can I say? I'll just consider it now that I know."

"But I think this is a great opportunity." The ghost-faced boy frowned, "Didn't you tell the leader that those Shuras were seriously injured?"

"That's not a serious injury at all, it's just a broken palm!" The companion argued unconvincedly, then turned away guiltily under the boy's silent gaze, "Besides, I rushed back so quickly because I was worried about you..."

The ghost-faced youth held the man's shoulder, then suddenly looked him straight in the eye and said seriously, "Go back and tell the leader that this might be our only chance to save the aliens in the shipyard. Whether the long-standing stagnant state of the Southern Territory can be broken depends on today!"

"..." Perhaps the meaning of the boy's words was too serious, and this time his companion finally panicked. "Are you serious? Just relying on that door of unknown origin?"

"It's not that door, it's the person on the other side of the door." After saying this, the ghost-faced boy pushed his companion out, and at the same time turned around and looked up at the hanging door.

He wondered if "the one who suppressed the Shura race" had gotten his hint. Although the ghost-faced boy appeared remarkably confident in front of his companions, he actually knew nothing about the person on the other side of the door, and a hint of trepidation crept into his face beneath the mask.

The Shuras in front of the door were also waiting for the result like him.

Just when everyone's patience was about to run out, the familiar fairy species finally passed through the door again and appeared before everyone.

Zuo Fa, who volunteered to come, came with great vigor. Although he was half discouraged when he saw those big copper bell eyes staring at him, he managed to hold on by constantly repeating Lu Mi's name.

"This, this is the reply letter!" Zuo Fa was holding a piece of paper in his hand, which was not even the size of a giant's fingernail.

A group of Shuras gathered together and squinted their eyes to take a look. They saw "Get out" written on one side of the paper and "Yes" written on the other side.

"What does this mean!?" The familiar rolling word almost made the giants lose control of their temper, and it was only thanks to the black-horned giant that they were stopped.

Zuo Fa said tremblingly: "These two words, one is the front and the other is the back. My reply to you is written on... the front, the front..."

…Isn’t that just the word “get lost”!?

The ghost-faced boy in the crowd suddenly looked up in surprise.

At the same time, the giants tore up the paper on the spot, instantly pulling out massive weapons from their backs and roaring, "This is too much! How dare a mere ant play tricks on us!!"

This time, the black-horned giant did not stop them. He looked straight at the fairy species in the air with cold eyes. He swung the giant axe in his hand and blocked the fairy species' retreat.

"Wait, I'm just a messenger!" Zuo Fa was unable to escape back into the door immediately and suddenly panicked.

This time the ghost-faced boy finally didn't wait any longer. He made up his mind and rushed forward directly.

The black-horned giant sneered, "Messenger? No, you are our prey. Although you don't seem to be the pure-blooded fairy we want most, with you - plus the one at the door, the two of you are enough to transform the giant ship again. Perhaps it is enough."

"What? You still want to arrest Youfa..."

Before Zuo Fa could finish his words, the huge axe was already coming down, and the ghost-faced boy who had arrived immediately blocked his way.

The slender sword and the giant axe collided, as if they would break at any moment. The ghost-faced boy gritted his teeth, his wrist trembling slightly from the huge force pressing down from above.

"...Who are you?" Zuo Fa swallowed the scream that was about to come out of his mouth and asked the boy subconsciously.

The ghost-faced youth glanced back at him with difficulty, his words raspy and forced out. "Never mind who I am for now... the one who can stop these Shuras... can't he come..." His feet dug deep into the earth, and as the giant axe pressed down from above, two deep gullies were plowed out behind him. "If he doesn't come... we'll all die here..."

Zuo Fa shook his head frantically, "Ah, this..."

"Of course he can't come!" The black-horned giant first glanced at the ghost-faced boy. The sense of incongruity that this person gave him at the beginning was indeed not an illusion.

In recent years, there have been flies and mosquitoes that have tried to resist the rule of their Shura race. The giant only needed to think about it for a moment and roughly guessed that the other party was one of them.

Oh, they're just a bunch of insignificant ants huddling together for warmth. If the Shura Clan hadn't been so busy crossing the Dead River that they didn't bother to bother with them, they wouldn't have had any breathing room! Why not clean up these clueless creatures after this?

The murderous intent in the eyes of the black-horned giant made the ghost-faced boy's heart tremble, but he cared more about what the other party had just said.

"This is the second time." A terrifying calmness appeared in the black-horned giant's eyes. "Twice in a row, he allowed a fairy to come here without showing up himself. I heard that the life forms in the other world are purer flesh and blood than the creatures in the abyss. The death energy in the southern region will surely not make him feel good."

Ghost-faced boy: ...So that's how it is!

Most creatures living in the Southern Region possess a natural resistance to death energy, but even so, the dead energy of the Dead River is enough to threaten their lives. This shows that the death energy here cannot be resisted by strength alone. If a physique is not naturally suited to it, it is like a tiger on land entering the sea: it will surely die.

The ghost-faced boy's heart sank. He thought quickly. If he could hold out until the leader's reinforcements arrived, there might still be a glimmer of hope. However, the difficulty was too demanding. Perhaps...

Then, at this moment, a calm voice came——

"Who can't come?"

“!”

It seemed as if in an instant, all the winds in the world rushed in through the open door.

Dense bumps suddenly appeared behind the black-horned giant. Before he could show his shock, he was cut in half by a silver-blue light that penetrated the sky and the earth.

"Cough!" A huge wound ran across his chest, and the spurting blood was like spilled red ink, dotted on the gloomy world.

The silver-eyed young man who had stepped through the door was suspended in the air, looking down from above with a gun in one hand. "Don't kill the messenger. Understand?"

Youfa, who followed closely, rushed to Zuofa worriedly, while their young master cast a hateful look at the giants.

Finally...! They're back here again!

None of the other giants present reacted. The ghost-faced boy's eyes widened. Was this the person? He looked completely different from what he had imagined...

Unlike the complex and agitated state of these elves, Kano, who had only stepped into this area half a step later, watched the young man standing under the sky from behind.

What a nostalgic scene.

No matter where it was, the sky over the abyss was always dark red. He had seen the same scene before under another northern sky.

The man finally returned here, and the winds all over the world began to call his name.

The unprecedentedly active Book of Keys began to flip through the pages frantically. In the same world, it resonated with the auras of countless distant lands.

The Dead River surged with a violent tide, making an unprecedented noise, but at this moment the world suddenly became quiet.