Chapter 348: The gossip of the Goddess of Death, "The Duke has been promoted to the sixth ring?!" (7K)

Underworld.

The fog was so thick that it was difficult to tell the direction. In the haze, a figure flew over the dead silent wilderness.

Ye Zhi held the gun in one hand, with his hand reversed behind his back. The magic spear Gayeberg was emitting a deep black cold light. His eyes overlooked the desolate rift valley. He was extremely focused and flew carefully over the narrow abyss that looked like a crack in the earth.

Countless dead souls live in the narrow abyss. Just a peek at it and the eerie aura it exudes makes Yezhi shudder.

At the same time, Yeats couldn't help but sigh at his luck. Fortunately, he relied on his advantage as a prophet and obtained the treasure "Winged Boots" from the messenger god Medea.

With the help of this treasure, he was able to fly in the underworld sky shrouded in death and avoid the restricted areas along the way.

“I’m back here again.”

The mist created by the illusion once again turned into Daisy's illusion.

She floated beside Ye Zhi, staring at him with a pair of mysterious grey eyes as deep as a pool of water, pursed her lips and smiled softly:

"This place feels familiar, doesn't it?"

"Yes, arriving in the underworld is as familiar as returning home."

Ye Zhi said expressionlessly: "After all, I've been here two or three times before, it's hard not to be familiar with it!"

"You already knew?" Daisy pretended to be surprised and blinked her crystal eyes.

"Know what?" Ye Zhi looked back in surprise.

"You were not dreaming last time. I really took you to the underworld... It can be simply summarized as your soul leaving your body."

Daisy was very interested, her eyes curved into crescents, and she asked with a smile:

"How is it? Isn't it interesting?"

Yeats laughed dryly.

In the middle of the night, I went to the gates of hell and took a walk around it. It was really interesting!

Yeats was already familiar with Daisy's temper. In addition, Daisy had never cheated him on important matters, so he accepted some of the goddess's daily pranks calmly.

Also, thanks to Daisy's guidance, I was able to remember the route to the underworld.

There are many powerful creatures living in the underworld. They are either servants of the god of death or condensed from the power of death. Compared to the Shadow Realm, they are not bound by Skach, so they are more dangerous than the creatures in the Shadow Realm.

Even though Ye Zhi was already a sixth-ringed being, and had the Dark Night Fighting Qi to protect him, his attainments in the Dark Night School were unrivaled on the continent.

Faced with the death forbidden zone of the underworld, they still dare not invade rashly.

We sped along the safe route and soon arrived at the periwinkle field where we had been before.

Endless periwinkles swayed in the chilly wind, the blue and purple flowers forming a touch of bright color rarely seen in the underworld.

Noticing Yeats's observing eyes, Daisy smiled slightly and said, "Do you want to know the gossip about the goddess of death?"

The unique zero-frame start of the older generation of artists! Talking about the gossip of the goddess of death? What's the difference between this and courting death! Yeats was choked by this shocking statement, coughed hard twice, and said, "Is this something you can say?"

"certainly!"

Daisy looked back at the far end, the black palace that looked like a giant beast immersed in the monstrous fog, and chuckled, "She can't hear it anyway, so it doesn't matter. Besides... don't you want to know?"

Facing Daisy who had revealed his thoughts, Yeats did not act pretentiously and nodded, saying, "Tell me more!"

"What's going on? Let me hear it too!"

The little squirrel stood on Yeats's shoulder and echoed.

Zuanya can see Daisy's illusion and can freely enter and exit the magical pet dimension. He and Daisy can be said to have the same ideals.

Ye Zhi felt very complicated when he thought of Zuanya who had provoked a world-destroying war, and then thought of Daisy who was happy to watch the fun.

The better days are yet to come!

"The reason why the goddess of death would spend all her original power to keep the flowers from the material plane alive in this world full of death and carefully protect the periwinkle is because of a god..." Daisy dragged out the last syllable, whetting the appetite.

Ye Zhi guessed: "Could it be the God of Light?"

Daisy was surprised and asked, "How did you know?"

Ye Zhi said helplessly: "Because the presence of the God of Light is too strong, He appears in almost every story related to the gods!"

Daisy smiled and said, "After all, he is the most beloved among all the gods. However, even I have never seen him. When I was born, the God of Light had already disappeared."

Ye Zhi was slightly surprised and secretly took note of this information.

The birth of the Goddess of Illusion was later than that of the God of Light, and illusion appeared after the birth of the Goddess of Magic Minerva...

This means that there is a possibility: the era when the God of Light and the King of Gods appeared is even older than the era when the three gods of darkness, moonlight and magic appeared.

According to this inference, the power of the goddess of death who lived in the same era as the God of Light might be more terrifying than the goddesses of darkness and moonlight! It was reasonable to think so, Ye Zhi thought, even the gods will die, the power of the law of death must be more powerful than the three of moonlight, darkness and magic! Daisy continued: "The goddess of death once went to the country where the gods lived and asked to let the God of Light live in the underworld, but was rejected. After the death of the God of Light, the goddess of death planted a field of periwinkle in the underworld to show her longing for the God of Light..."

"I have reason to suspect that the Goddess of Death has some feelings for the God of Light!"

Daisy's eyes were burning with the spirit of gossip, and she said:

"The statement recorded in history is actually a veiled description of the Goddess of Death proposing to the God of Light!"

Ye Zhi was too tired to complain, and said:

"Propose a marriage? Do the gods follow human practices?"

"Is it possible that human practices are inherited from the gods?" Daisy asked.

Ye Zhi was stunned.

Zuanya nodded and said, "It seems to be like this. There was a one-eyed old man who once went to a distant kingdom of God to propose marriage, and then learned a lot of magic from his wife!"

Yeats was in a strange mood.

Zuanya, the one-eyed old man you are talking about, you are not referring to Odin, right?

"In short, thousands of years after the death of the God of Light, the Goddess of Death disappeared. It is rumored that she has been staying in her palace, isolated from the world. There must be a connection between the two." Daisy spread her hands and said.

"She looks just like a young widow," said Zuanya.

Daisy's eyes lit up: "This metaphor is very appropriate!"

Diamond said proudly: "Of course, I am very good at metaphors, no worse than a certain Dragonborn!"

Yeats looked up at the sky.

The image of the goddess of death in my mind suddenly became subtle.

From the dictatorial queen of the underworld, she became a lonely and cold widow...

"I think Yeats and the God of Light have a lot in common."

Zuanya suddenly said, "I wonder how the goddess of death will react the next time Ye Zhi meets her. Hehe, I'm quite looking forward to it!"

"Oh? Sounds interesting!" Daisy's eyes lit up.

Immediately, the Goddess of Fun and the Evil Squirrel looked at each other and laughed knowingly.

Ye Zhi: “…”

You two are not afraid of death, but I am!

Although considering the friendship between the Goddess of Death and the God of Light, they would probably be very happy to see the lyre in my hand.

But the goddess of death is more terrifying than the goddess of darkness... so try not to provoke her! Ye Zhi, who was completely unaware of the FLAG he had set, continued to fly towards the gate of the underworld, with the chatter of the two "mascots" constantly ringing in his ears.

"Have you seen the God of Light?" Daisy's illusion looked at the little squirrel lying on Yeats' shoulder in surprise.

"Of course!"

Daisy has long known that Zuanya has a profound history, and it is most likely the legendary monster that once lived on the World Tree.

Its qualifications were legendary, but its combat capability was worrying. As for why it had fallen to this point, Daisy had no intention of asking, and asked curiously, "God of Light, what does He look like?"

"How to describe it..." Zuanya scratched his head, glanced at Ye Zhi's profile, and gestured with his little paws, "It's just like Ye Zhi, with a beam of light shining on his head, and then using a bunch of legendary spells to increase charm!"

"You turned on the beauty and filter effects, right?" Ye Zhi said in a difficult to understand tone.

Zuan Ya finally understood the meaning of these terms and nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, that's a very appropriate summary!"

The excitement in Daisy's eyes became more and more obvious, and she said:

"In other words, when Ye Zhi's strength increases in the future, won't there be hope for him to pay tribute to the God of Light?!"

A sudden chill came from behind, and Ye Zhi instinctively felt a sense of crisis. He looked at Daisy warily:

"What do you want to do now?"

"Nothing." Daisy comforted him with a smile, thinking, you'll know when the time comes!

While chatting, the majestic gate to the underworld came into view.

In the thick fog, there is a huge obsidian door frame. In the center of the door frame is a burning dark green flame, and it is surging with majestic spatial energy like a dimensional channel.

In front of the gate to the underworld stood a giant black beast as big as a mountain.

Three huge heads bared terrifying fangs, deep red hellfire burned on their necks, their pupils were red and wide open, their fur was like steel needles, their tails were like whips, and a strong breath of death surged around their bodies, giving people a feeling of depression and despair!

Legendary Warcraft, the three-headed dog of hell!

A tremendous sense of oppression came towards him. Ye Zhi's eyes were solemn. He drove the master-level willpower to resist it, which eased the fear in his heart.

The first thing the hellhound noticed was the uninvited guest flying in the air.

The three majestic and ferocious heads looked at Ye Zhi's flying figure, revealing a trace of confusion and surprise.

Am I dazzled? How come I see someone flying in the sky of the underworld? Even I can't do that!

If I could fly, I wouldn't have to look at the Centaur boatman's face if I wanted to cross the Styx! After realizing it, the three-headed dog of Hell bared its fangs and roared.

"roar--!!"

What do you think this place is! Get down here right now! Ye Zhi heard the anger and a little envy in his tone, and smiled happily, thinking that this hellhound was still as smart as ever.

Controlling the wing boots, Ye Zhi slowly landed in front of the three-headed dog of hell and said with a smile: "Please don't be nervous, I have no hostility."

"I came here to ask you for a favor, so that I can leave the underworld."

As soon as these words came out, the three heads of the hellhound immediately raised up proudly, and its huge body as big as a mountain blocked Ye Zhi's way, with a disdainful look in its eyes.

"roar!!"

What do you think of the underworld? You can come and go as you please? You simply don't take me, the gatekeeper of the underworld, seriously! A legendary aura comparable to the sanctuary level emanated from its body, rolling up a violent black shadow!

The eyes of the three-headed hellhound became increasingly cold, emitting a murderous gleam that readied its prey, and a low roar echoed in its throat.

I don't care how you got the ability to fly in the underworld... Now, go back to where you came from! "Hey, what a coincidence, I brought you a gift!"

Ye Zhi raised a finger, and immediately took out a box of snacks from the space ring like a magic trick, and said with a smile:

"Look, what is this?"

The three-headed hellhound was stunned for a moment, and its three huge heads looked at Ye Zhi vigilantly. Then the head in the center slowly lowered its head and looked at the so-called "gift", with a strange light flashing in its ferocious eyes.

In the box, honey cookies are neatly arranged. They are golden in color, slightly crispy on the surface, and exude an enticing aroma.

The three-headed dog of hell has never had any resistance to honey cookies.

In mythology, there are many scenes of three heads biting each other because of fighting for honey cookies.

The goddess of wisdom Minerva once personally guided her chosen ones, telling them to remember to use honey cookies as bribes when encountering the three-headed dog of hell.

The head in the middle sniffed the tempting sweet aroma of honey, looked at the brown and crispy cookies, and saliva unconsciously dripped from the fangs to the ground, corroding the ground with a "hissing" sound.

I can't imagine how delicious this honey cookie must be! Hmm... This human is very considerate. He knows that I can't come to see him empty-handed, so he brought my favorite snacks!

The head in the middle secretly glanced around at the other two heads on both sides that were staring at Ye Zhi with ferocious eyes. Then it made up its mind, stretched its neck, opened its bloody mouth, and suddenly tore off the lower half of the box along with the cake!

Yeats' eyelids twitched.

In the blink of an eye, only half of the cookie was left! The head in the middle began to eat voraciously, and then it was as if struck by lightning, and its eyes widened in astonishment, revealing a look of shock.

The honey biscuits were filled with black crystal honey, a specialty of the Shadow Realm. They were sweet but not greasy, and full of energy. With Ye Zhi's food skills, even the legendary monsters could not resist! The head in the middle almost shed tears: "Roar..." (In the underworld, I can actually eat such delicious food...) The other two heads of the three-headed dog of hell were extremely surprised. They turned around and saw the head in the middle eating secretly.

"Hoo?!" (You're eating alone?!)

"Hmm?" (Is it so delicious? Let me have a try too!) "Ah!!" (Don't snatch it, I'll bite whoever snatches it!) Soon, the three-headed hounds of hell fell into a chaotic scene of biting each other.

Zuanya stood on Ye Zhi's shoulder and said in amazement, "So the three heads of the Cerberus will fight each other. This is real!"

Ye Zhi had anticipated this, and took out two more boxes of honey cakes, saying calmly:

"Don't fight, don't fight. Everyone has a share. I'll give it to the one who behaves best first!"

A sharp cold light flashed in the eyes of the three-headed dog of hell at the same time.

The huge three-headed hellhound, as big as a mountain, crouched on the ground, shaking its huge tail and looking at Yeats eagerly.

Ye Zhi nodded with satisfaction and distributed the honey cakes one by one. Soon, the three heads devoured them without making a sound!

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

Seizing the opportunity, Yeats stated his purpose:

"I am actually the messenger of the God of Messengers. I came to the Shadow Realm to deliver a message. I want to pass through the Underworld to leave the gate of the Underworld... The pair of winged boots on my feet are a token from Medes, which can prove my identity!"

In principle, no creature, for any reason, can pass through the gate to the underworld guarded by the three-headed dog of hell.

But in principle it is not possible, but in practice it is possible.

The three-headed hellhound glanced at Ye Zhi, and then the three heads yawned lazily with their teeth bared. With a bang, the huge body fell to the ground.

In front of Yeats, the three-headed dog of hell drooped its eyelids and looked drowsy.

"Roar..." The three-headed dog of hell muttered to itself deliberately.

Why do I feel so sleepy all of a sudden? No one should come today, so I'll just take a nap first! Hearing this, Ye Zhi smiled and said, "Thank you, senior. If we have a chance to meet again in the future, I will definitely prepare more honey cakes for you!"

The three-headed hellhound had already fallen asleep, snoring deafeningly, but its wagging tail still revealed its contented mood.

"What a silly dog!" Daisy smiled softly, "After so many years, it's still the same!"

This is not stupid, it is clearly naive! If it weren't for the three-headed dog of hell being arrogant at first and then respectful, I would have no chance to leave the underworld! Ye Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, left all the honey cakes in the space ring next to the three-headed dog of hell, and then walked towards the gate of the underworld.

When Ye Zhi arrived at the door, he turned around and found that the three-headed hound of hell was squinting at him. When their eyes met, it immediately closed its eyelids and snored even louder.

Ye Zhi laughed in silence, stood in front of the gate of the underworld, put his hand on his chest, bowed and greeted.

"My name is Ye Zhi. If I never see you again, I wish you good morning, good afternoon, good night...bye."

"We'll definitely meet again." Diamond said, "I mean, you'll definitely come to the underworld again."

"shut up!"

Ye Zhi's figure disappeared in the dark green flames of surging spatial energy.

In the dead silence of the fog, the snoring of the three-headed dog of hell echoed, and then it opened its eyes furtively.

Seeing that there was still a lot of honey cakes left beside it, the Cerberus immediately showed a look of surprise and began to taste them happily.

Suddenly.

A breath of death that covered the sky and the sun turned into rolling black fog and surged in from the palace on the other side of the underworld.

The legendary Warcraft Cerberus suddenly showed a terrified expression, and fell to the ground, trembling.

However, the black fog ignored the three-headed dog of hell and floated above the gate to the underworld.

A long sigh, almost imperceptible, quietly echoed in this place of death.

"Could it be Him..."

"Ye Zhi...I will remember you..."

*The Far North.

A bitter cold wind blows across the endless snowfield, and a magnificent glacier passes through.

A figure flew over the glacier. Ye Zhi was weak and almost exhausted, and was struggling to hold on with willpower.

"Hold on a little longer, Yeats!"

Zuanya encouraged him, "After we cross this glacier, we will reach the northern border. We will be home soon!"

Ye Zhi gritted his teeth and urged his fighting spirit once again, relying on the soul energy of the Six-Ring Master to barely maintain himself.

The entrance to the material world and the underworld is located in the valley at the end of the world, beyond the glacier.

Relying on his master-level soul power, Ye Zhi flew for nearly a month before he barely escaped from the valley area and officially arrived at the area belonging to the human world.

There were almost no living things along the way, only endless sea and glaciers with no end in sight. Loneliness almost devoured Yeats's body and mind. Fortunately, with the company of Diamond and Daisy, he was able to barely hold on.

Even the strongest six-ring master on the continent has to exert all his strength to find the entrance to the underworld. Ye Zhi thought, no wonder there is no record of the entrance to the underworld in the material world. The master has no need to do this. Even if there is information, it would have been blocked long ago! Finally, we crossed the glacier and came to the border of the north. Looking down from the sky, we can already see the most remote human tribe.

Ye Zhi let out a long sigh, feeling a mixture of tiredness and relief.

This trip took nearly four months, and returning from the film industry was a life-and-death experience, but the results are quite remarkable.

First of all, his soul power has been stabilized at the sixth ring, and he possesses the top combat power to compete for the continent. His attainments in the Dark Night School are unmatched.

During his training in the Shadow Realm, he learned valuable combat skills from the Shadow Realm Queen, Skah.

On the other hand, the master-disciple relationship between him and Skach made her give him the magic spear [Gayeberg].

Ye Zhi couldn't help himself, he took out the dark magic gun, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, muttering: "Teacher..."

Every bit of the shadow world and Skach's life appeared before my eyes.

I think of the lonely and proud Queen Xiaose Yemou who lived in the forbidden land.

I remember her standing on the dark bridge with the starry sky, the evening breeze blowing through her purple hair, and her cold eyes reflecting the falling stars.

Ye Zhi's eyes flickered slightly and he made up his mind secretly.

"As long as we find the [Ring of the Nibelung], we can cross the planes at any time and meet the teacher again!"

As a mentor at the Sanctuary level, Skach is first-rate in both strength and teaching ability.

Under her guidance, Ye Zhi's spearmanship has now reached the quasi-grandmaster level, and has surpassed Colin, who is a master in swordsmanship.

And relying on the divinity of the Chosen One of the Dark Night and the magic spear Gajeborg, even the High Priestess of the Dark Night, Magosa, would be inferior to Ye Zhi in a one-on-one fight! "I even have the [Judgment Heritage]."

Ye Zhi looked down at his palm, where a cluster of golden flames ignited, and his eyes were cold.

"Famula was rescued by the Vatican. She will most likely be connected with the Healing Angel Gabriel... Humph, I really want to see her expression when she sees the Fire of Judgment!"

The rioting divinity of dark night in the soul realm was temporarily suppressed by the fighting spirit of dark night, but this was only a stopgap measure after all.

If you want to completely eradicate this hidden danger, you have to find a moonlight divinity that can match it.

The Moonlight God Selection Ceremony a few months later is a precious opportunity! After returning to the material world.

Ye Zhi received a lot of text messages from the magic network.

Some of them are from White Night City, some are from Gray and Hilde, and some are from the royal family...

During the time of crossing the Far North, Ye Zhi relied on text messaging to deal with the backlog of affairs while flying.

Yeats had agreed with Medea to offer sacrifices to him on the March Festival, which was considered a breach of contract. This gave him a headache and he had to think of a way to remedy the situation.

The Messenger God's combat power is not top-notch among the gods, but the convenience of his spells in the fields of intelligence, travel, contracts, etc. is unmatched by other spell schools.

What's more, Yeats wanted to continue with Medea's ability to restore the lyre to its legendary quality.

Along the way, Yeats listened to Diamond-Tooth tell many anecdotes about the gods and was deeply impressed by one of its words.

"Back then, the Goddess of Death took notice of the God of Light because she heard him playing the piano. Yeats, you can try it too!"

Ye Zhi: “…”

Try it and you will die!

"Let's go back to White Night City first."

Ye Zhi thought to himself, "Half a month ago, Fokasse said that the princess would come to visit White Night City, but the visit was delayed because I was away..."

Yeats was a little worried that something might have happened to King Lionheart, but if something happened to the king, the country would definitely not be so peaceful.

The fall of King Lionheart is an important node in the game's plot. Like Candela's breakthrough into the Sanctuary, it heralds the arrival of a new era.

Although Yeats wanted to change the ending of King Lionheart, the body of King Lionheart had been damaged by the water of Lake Avalon many times, and no matter how precious the potion was, it would be of no use... He could only try his best to assist the princess to show his gratitude for her kindness.

Thinking in this way, I still have some time to develop before the arrival of the Holy Land.

"Let's see what the princess wants to say during this visit." Ye Zhi's eyes flickered. "With my current strength of six rings, I can already decide many important decisions in the Golden Lion Kingdom."

"Even the civil war between the Lannisters and Wayne families, I can forcibly mediate it with my personal strength..."

Ye Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It all depends on which family finds the way to death first!"

To fly to White Night City, one has to cross the airspace of the Kingdom of North County and then climb over the Absolute Mountains.

The Beijun Kingdom also had a Six-Ring Master in charge. Ye Zhi was afraid of trouble, so he simply covered himself with the Night Fighting Qi and used the concealing function of the Silver Oak Sword to fly through the sky openly without attracting any attention.

Three days later, the Jueling Mountains, with howling snow and wind, stood majestically before our eyes.

For a moment, Ye Zhi felt a little dazed. The bone dragon that seemed invincible to him at that time was actually inferior in power to the Ender Dragon of the Shadow World.

In the shadow world, he could defeat it without the magic spear Gajeburg, and in the material plane, it was also easy to defeat the emperor-level monster.

With a sharp weapon in hand, one will naturally feel murderous intent.

Yeats wielded his magic spear, raised his spear flower, and was full of heroic spirit:

"It's time to take Gray with us and catch some royal-level monsters to make soup!"

*White Night City.

The lord has returned after disappearing for more than three months.

Fokasi was surprised to find that he could no longer see through the depth of the young master's current strength.

A restrained and profound aura emanated from the young master, and even his standing posture had changed dramatically!

Just from his standing posture, it can be seen that he is terrifyingly strong. JPGFokas did not ask any more questions and said respectfully: "Master, Her Majesty the Princess has received the news of your return and is waiting for you in the reception room."

Ye Zhi nodded and smiled:

"Thank you for your hard work while I was away, Fukas."

A warm look appeared in Phocas' eyes. He nodded silently and brought Yeats to the reception room.

In the living room.

Theresa's eyes were as blue as the sea. She was wearing a white dress and a crown on her head. When she saw Yeats walk in, she stood up to greet him.

"Your Excellency the Duke of Honeysuckle."

"Your Majesty." Ye Zhi nodded and noticed the figure escorting Theresa, and nodded in greeting, "Sir Colin."

Colin nodded slightly, subconsciously examining Yeats, his pupils suddenly shrinking into a point.

The Duke of Honeysuckle...has been promoted to the sixth ring?! ...

(End of this chapter)