Chapter 442: Lanqi is almost more noble than Talia

Deep in the negative sixth floor of Helrom Prison.

In the illusion, the black-haired girl stood alone in a hazy place where light and shadow intertwined.

Those green pupils were like two bottomless lakes, quietly reflecting the changing scenes around them.

The black-haired, green-eyed girl who was inspecting the cell door just now suddenly felt the boundary of the prison corridor begin to distort, and the space began to ripple like the surface of water, followed by a rain of knives falling from the sky.

The blade and the sword glowed with a silvery-white luster, instantly piercing through the girl's body, staining the metallic luster with a layer of blood red.

However, the girl was like an immortal being. She walked over the blades one step at a time and continued to concentrate on the maintenance work.

Every wound on the black-haired, green-eyed girl's skin was deep enough to see the bone, and blood flowed slowly along the blade.

Not long after, the blood evaporated the moment it came into contact with the air, as if it had never existed.

The illusion was lifted, without causing any substantial harm to the black-haired, green-eyed poet of love.

However, before it reached the metal door of the other cell, the flames began to twist and jump on the ground like living things, from deep red to golden yellow, covering the ground endlessly.

The poet of great love continued to walk into the sea of ​​fire. The flames burned her snow-white skin until it was bloody and charred, making crackling sounds. She still walked forward calmly, as if she felt no pain.

"Luckily I came here. If Hyperion had been allowed to enter the Upside-Down Road to the Dead, she would have been in great trouble."

The black-haired, green-eyed figure twitched his lips slightly and muttered to himself.

He knew that these illusions were false, so as a materialist with a firm faith in Taoism, he did not feel the slightest fear in his heart.

As for the sense of pain, because he was controlling his clone, the main perception remained with his original body. Although the pain in the illusion was very painful, it was not painful enough to make him pass out.

As Lanqi was thinking, the sea of ​​fire suddenly cooled down and turned into a vast expanse of ice and snow.

The edge of the prison fluctuated again, forming an even deeper world.

The poet of great love was pulled into a new fantasy world by an irresistible invisible force, surrounded by endless darkness and shrill screams.

Heavy snow fell from the sky. Each snowflake had a unique shape, crystal clear, and glowing with black light, making the world in front of the poet of great love dark. These corrosive and poisonous snows would emit smoke whenever they touched his body.

However, tiny ice crystals condensed on the poet's indifferent eyelashes, and his steady breathing turned into white mist in the cold.

Endure the pain and keep your body balanced and move forward.

Along the way, he saw countless illusions and witnessed countless collapses, but the poet of great love never changed his pace and conscientiously completed his prison inspection duties.

After a long time, it seemed as if the illusion was tired, and it still couldn't move the figure walking slowly in the corridor at all. The magic power of the [Inverted Road to Rebirth] barrier stopped and no longer fluctuated.

Silence continued in the corridor.

After a few breaths, the whistling sound of the cold wind gradually arose, as if the god of death in winter was passing through the empty corridor.

This time it was not an illusion, because the interior of the negative sixth floor was actually an extremely cold prison with frost and snow all over the sky.

In the surrounding air, snow mist and transparent magic power gathered together to form a biting cold air, which came towards the figure with black hair and green eyes, enveloping it in the field.

In the deepest center of the Helrom Prison, the indestructible ninth-order ancient barrier began to show ripples, triggering the supreme ritual, causing tiny ripples and spreading a layer of psychedelic mist.

In mid-air, powerful and heavy magic power condensed. It not only had the same fluctuations as the [Inverted Road to Rebirth], but was even deeper and full of power that made all living things fearful, as if a giant palm from the ancient demon world had traveled through time and space to cover it.

A translucent halo formed around the black-haired, green-eyed poet of love, and magic powers gathered and intertwined in the air. At the same time, the lingering icy air suddenly rushed towards the poet's brows.

The magic power continued to increase, causing Antanas and Sinora, who were on the other side of the negative sixth floor, to feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

In the transmission hall.

"Wang, did she succeed?"

Shinora looked at the frosty dome of the negative sixth floor and asked in surprise.

Even she was not sure what the conditions were for obtaining the Great Demon Mark in the [Inverted Road to the Afterlife].

"She must have succeeded. These tests of her character are not difficult at all for her."

Antanas nodded. She was now certain that the new king had also caused similar fluctuations on the negative fifth floor just now.

Although Antanas still doesn't know how the king defeated his own phantom in such a short time without any damage.

Now I just feel that Wang is becoming more and more unfathomable.

It is Talia's blessing to have such a wise and capable new king.

Deep inside the negative sixth floor, Antanas and Sinora were curious about the situation on the king's side, but they did not dare to explore and just waited according to his orders.

Once the authority of the negative sixth floor is opened, they will immediately identify the cell of Pranay of Truth, rush over to open it, and wait for the king to come.

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

Deep inside the negative sixth floor permafrost prison.

Poets of great love are imprisoned by some invisible force, and the space around them forms an isolated area.

After a few breaths, the light and magic power quickly shattered and condensed into a translucent seal between the brows of the poet of great love.

[Inverted Mark]

[Category: Soul Imprint]

[Grade: Orange Epic]

[Attribute: Spirit]

[Level: 1]

[Passive effect: Gain a small amount of increase in basic spiritual attributes. ]

【Note: The approval of Tiberius the Hanged. 】

"…Have you become stronger mentally again?"

Lanqi felt the fifth mark. It was the first time he encountered a mark that simply added basic attributes, the simplest and most brutal passive.

Tiberius the Hanging should have been an ancient great demon whose mental power reached the limit during his lifetime, and after his death he turned into this great demon trial barrier.

At present, it seems that the test of character will definitely give a defensive mark, the test of force will definitely give an offensive mark, and the mark granted by the great demon clan will be based on its own characteristics.

However, these three conservatives from the demon world a hundred years ago in the prison are unlikely to have offensive marks, so when he asked Shinora the Lawbreaker for a mark, she was worried that her own mark was very poor and became timid, not knowing that Lanqi was actually not picky about marks at all.

"If I get another mark, will the characteristics of the demons change a little?"

Lanqi remembered that according to Hyperion, when the mark of the Great Demon reaches six, it will further transform into a Great Demon.

Then even as a demon, he is nobler than Talia.

What's more, Talia is a bankrupt lady from the previous generation, and he is a modern emerging entrepreneur, the concepts are completely different.

(End of this chapter)