Chapter 13: Lord of the Underworld? Prophet? God of Death? (Please recommend and collect)

What do I want to do? That's a good question. I don't know what I want to do. Is it possible that I don't want to do anything? Damn it.

He just pulled it casually, but who knew that he would pull over a BOSS.

He swore that he would never do that again.

Could it be that the thread was Agnes? Bright, it represented Agnes's strength.

As one of the four pillars of the Eternal Freedom Sect, Agnes possesses combat power close to the top of humankind and belongs to the upper level of the pyramid.

The short length represents Agnes' life span? This beautiful lady will die at the hands of the Valkyrie Arianna in two and a half years.

Looking at Agnes in front of him, Ron felt that it would be better for him to pretend to be mysterious. After all, the other party could kill him with a slap.

At the same time, I couldn’t help but sigh in my heart, they are both villains, why is there such a big difference between them?

Look at Agnes, she is of noble status and powerful. Even though she was suddenly summoned to the eerie and mysterious Soul Ferry, she did not show any panic on her face. The black belt bound her white skirt, showing her charming waist, graceful and capable.

Unlike myself, as the instigator, I appear to be as calm as an old dog on the surface, but I am actually very panicked on the inside.

Ron knew he couldn't think about it for too long, or else it would arouse Agnes's suspicion. He spoke slowly in a brisk but steady tone, "Ma'am, this... is a ship."

Agnes felt a sense of absurdity. What's the difference between your answer and no answer? Of course she knew it was a ship.

But the key question is, what kind of ship is this?

Where is this ship going to sail to? What kind of sea is this?

What kind of sky is this? Pure nonsense.

If it were before, she might think that the mysterious man in front of her was deliberately teasing her and might even get angry.

but……

Faced with such a terrifying, mysterious existence that was as deep as a black hole, she had no reason to get angry.

She didn't even dare to ask further questions.

Listen to that steady voice, as if everything is under control.

Even if it is a tease, such a strong man has the capital to tease himself.

The weak can only become toys, this is the rule of this world.

He is stronger than himself, so every word he says has the authority to be questioned.

Fortunately, the mysterious man in front of him seemed to realize that he had said something nonsense, and he spoke again: "This... is the world of the dead!"

Agnes, who was originally fine, felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet to her heart at this moment. She was not stupid enough to think that the deceased mentioned by the mysterious man was the king.

The world of the dead, that is... the underworld?

The elegant neck moved slightly:

"Am I dead?"

"Oh, no, beautiful lady, please don't panic, you are still alive... at least, you are still alive for now, although your life is very short, like a meteor flashing across the sky."

Agnes didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

She didn't know whether she should be thankful to be alive or sad that her life was so short.

But Agnes understood at least one thing... the man in front of her knew her lifespan, and he knew when she would die.

prophet?

grim Reaper?

Lord of the Underworld?

Several names suddenly emerged in her mind, and each name represented power and mystery.

"Then why am I here?" Agnes calmed herself down and tried to speak in a steady and respectful tone.

"Well, because... I'm bored." Ron tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said.

Agnes looked at the unclear figure and felt more and more absurd and even horrified.

Just because you are bored, you force yourself from the main world to the underworld? Isn't this a bit too casual?

Perhaps, this is the demeanor of a truly strong person.

They disregard all the rules in the world!

Ron spread his hands and smiled: "You know, I'm the only one here... Although I occasionally meet some strange guys..."

For example, you.

Ron thought so, but in Agnes' mind, it was a different feeling. The strange guy should be referring to other beings of the same level, right?

It must be like this.

Ron didn't know what Agnes was thinking, so he continued, "So, I occasionally ask someone to come over and talk."

No, it's not that simple.

Since this mysterious and great being brought himself here, it must not be just out of boredom, and it can't be just an inadvertent coincidence.

He must have his own purpose in doing this.

Furthermore, He deliberately pointed out that His life span was very short and His life was about to come to an end.

Agnes's chest became hot, and an exciting thought emerged in her mind. Could it be that this mysterious existence wanted to change her fate? She showed an impeccable smile on her face, and spoke in the most pious tone: "Mysterious and great existence..."

Mysterious and great, who is he talking about? Could he be talking about himself? It seems that the mysterious image he pretended to have worked, which is very good.

I have a talent for being an actor... Ron praised himself in his heart.

Then, he interrupted Agnes and said, "This name is a bit complicated."

"Perhaps, you can call me boatman, sailor, navigator, or...captain?"

Agnes' body shivered, and she felt more and more that her speculation was correct.

Boatman? Sailor? Isn't that the one who steers this huge ship forward?

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

A navigator? Isn't that someone who guides the direction?

captain?

Isn't that the existence that controls the overall situation and everything? Her pretty face flushed, her long legs slowly bent, and she knelt on the ground devoutly, her forehead pressed against the icy deck: "Supreme Great Existence, please guide me in the direction of moving forward."

Seeing Agnes, the big boss, kneeling in front of him, what the hell is going on?

"What are you doing?" If I say this now, will this woman jump up and slap me to death?

Ron had a strange look on his face, staring at Agnes.

Agnes felt Ron's gaze, she became even more frightened and crouched even lower.

She has a beautiful figure to begin with, and this posture makes her hips appear round, graceful, elegant and sexy.

I have to say, this posture should be very good.

Never mind, just give her a little reminder.

It’s definitely not because of Agnesia’s sexy figure and beautiful face.

It was simply because, although Agnesia was a villain, she was a figurehead among the Four Pillar Gods. She had a high status, but she did not participate in the management of the Eternal Freedom Sect, nor had she committed any sins.

She is just chasing for freedom and wants to break the birdcage that imprisoned her. That is why many players tried to capture Agnes. Unfortunately, no one could succeed, and she would die with the demise of the Church of Eternal Freedom.

"You have two and a half years left to live!"

Agnes, who was lying on the ground, shook violently.

"Your heart is filled with confusion."

"You long for freedom and want to break free from the cage."

"But the path you chose was wrong."

“Freedom does not mean indulgence.”

The prophetic words and voice made Agnes' heart tremble suddenly. Freedom does not mean indulgence?

Does He mean that he should not believe in the God of Eternal Freedom?

Agnes felt an indescribable fear. Finally, she lowered her head again and said, "Thank you for your guidance!"

Seeing Agnes, the big villain, bowing to him, it was a really strange feeling. Ron let out a breath, he was guiding a big villain onto the right path.

I am so great.

At this moment, Ron felt unusually tired and had a splitting headache.

Ron realized that his spirit was on the verge of exhaustion and he could not stay here any longer.

The ring on my finger began to feel a scorching heat.

He took a deep breath and said, "You should go back."

At the same time, Ron tried in his mind to open the door to return Agnes. Although he didn't know if he could succeed, he had to try.

Agnes, who was about to continue asking questions, closed her mouth. A dark door appeared beside her.

Agnes bowed her head again: "I don't know how to repay your kindness!"

Ron tilted his head and smiled: "Perhaps, you can help me find... Ron's notes!"

"It could fall into the hands of the Cult of Eternal Freedom."

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(End of this chapter)