“It’s really interesting!

An Nuo, I didn't expect that you would discover a protector who was determined to die, and he is an undead from the evil camp!

Or we can fulfill its wish and send it on its way!"

After hearing Trollope's story, Philomena couldn't help but sneer.

She now felt that she couldn't believe a single word that the skeleton said.

If she had any thought of making excuses for the other person, Philomena would feel that it was [compassion] that was at work.

Only by maintaining hostility towards Trollope and always having murderous intent in his heart could Philomena feel that she was not affected.

Anno glanced at Philomena, then turned back to Trollope and said, “I lied to you when I told you that the Ghost Bluestone can teleport to the undead in other planes.

You can't go to other planes with just the Ghost Bluestone.

What you need is an interdimensional teleportation array.

Without an inter-dimensional teleportation array, if you want to go to other dimensions, you can only enter an extremely dangerous space crack.

With your strength, you will not be able to survive in the space crack."

"I see, so you lied to me?"

Trollope did not argue with Anno. It was not the dead who told it the news, but a human being.

At this moment, it feels that all this is meaningless.

"Hey, human, do you think this world is really weird?"

Seeing that Anno wanted to enter the right fork, Trollope suddenly said: “Why do everyone have to fight and kill each other?

Why can one’s strength be improved by eating other undead?

Why can’t everyone just live in peace?”

"Your question is a bit beyond the scope!"

An Nuo replied without even turning his head: "The answer to this question may be the ultimate rule of this world. I don't know either."

"So, are you going to kill the soldiers inside now?"

Trollope was no fool.

I reminded myself that the strength of the soldiers inside should be intermediate.

But the black-armored knight and the others all looked unconvinced.

It was obvious that they felt that the skeleton soldiers inside posed no threat to their safety at all.

He is still walking inside, obviously intending to kill the soldiers inside.

Trollope held his hand bones in front of his chest and said to the others, “Some of the skeleton soldiers inside are good undead.

If they hadn't been willing to let me go, I would have died long ago.

So, could you please stop causing more killings?"

After listening to this, Liz shook her head and said, "It seems that this [Compassion] is not a good thing!"

Those skeleton soldiers who let Trollope go were obviously influenced by [Mercy].

Trollope was so naive that he actually thought that the other party was really kind-hearted.

Is this guy really undead?

But Anno also understood why Trollope wanted to escape from the underworld!

Such a character is too out of place in the plane of the evil race like the underworld.

Trollope might be really lucky to be alive today, as he didn't offend two undead at the same time.

In the previous encounter in the mine, there should have been only one skeleton soldier encountering it at the same time.

However, after learning of Trollope's wish, Anno had already planned to take it to Angomlos.

When making this decision, Annuo was sure that he was not influenced by "Compassion".

The intention to kill Trollope could be brought up at any time.

"Your name is Trollope, right? I can let you leave the underworld, but..."

…

Underworld!

Ancient battlefield!

After the howling sighs of ghosts and wolves, only the skeleton fragments whose soul fire was blown away remained on the ground.

The sighing wind unique to the underworld will blow away all the souls!

Whether it is the dead or the living.

There are only two ways to deal with the Sighing Wind.

run!

Run faster than the wind of sighs!

hide!

Hide where the wind of sighs cannot reach!

I don't know how long it took, but the ground suddenly bulged up and a thin figure emerged from the underworld.

“Ahem!”

The bright red blood with body temperature spit out on the ground indicated that this was a living human being.

"What the hell is the Sighing Wind? Why is it so large in scale and appeared suddenly?"

The figure slumped on the ground, and after a long pause he shook his head and muttered to himself, "Is this the backlash of fate?

Because of what I did before, I changed some things, and then it backfired?"

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the figure's thin face.

"Hahaha...it seems that its fate has changed because of me!"

Bang~!

A bolt of black lightning suddenly fell from the sky and hit the person lying on the ground.

The surrounding underworld was instantly turned into powder by the shining thunder!

“Ah~~~”

The screams of pain stopped abruptly as the black thunder dissipated!