Chapter 608 The Netherworld
Naturally, Roland denied Christina’s accusation.
“Why do you think I’m only into married women and widows?”
“Are you not?” Christina crossed her arms before her chest, which made her bosom even more magnificent. “What about Andonara and Stephanie?”
“But Vivian isn’t,” Roland subconsciously replied.
At this moment, Christina put on an expression of disdain. “Right, you have a lot of women, boss.”
“Then why do you want to join them? What’s your problem?” Roland rolled eyes.
Christina cackled and said, “Let’s talk about the origin of vampires.”
Roland was greatly relieved too. To tell the truth, he found it rather absurd too that he had two women at the same time, although it was a norm for the nobles and big shots in this world.
“So, were you saying that the True Ancestor of vampires is a girl?” asked Roland.
Christina nodded. “Yes, and a very, very pretty one. Unlike a mature woman like Andonara, she is a charming creature in nature. Both men and women will be drawn to her, unless your mind is powerful enough to resist her. So, boss, have you been charmed, or do you simply want to take another girl?”
Roland put on an awkward expression. “Am I such a lustful man in your eyes?” Christina thought for a moment and said alluringly, “I hope that you can be such a man.”
“Go away!” said Roland angrily. Now that they were already familiar, the tone that would’ve sounded impolite if not insulting to an outsider was only a joke between them. “Okay, enough joking. Have you really seen the True Ancestor of vampires? How much do you know about her?”
Christina put on a grave expression now that they were talking business. She thought for a moment and said, “I haven’t really seen her in the flesh, but when we were transformed into vampires, we would see her in our minds and learn something about her, but not too much.”
“Then tell me everything you know.” Christina searched her memories for a moment and said, “She’s about 1.4 meters tall. Black hair. Dark gold eyes. She’s very charming and likes to wear a white dress. Although it’s just a general description, you will know she’s the True Ancestor of vampires when you see her.”
“What about her abilities?”
“She’s capable of what we are, such as turning into bats and casting dark spells. I don’t know what more she’s capable of. She’s probably higher than a Legend, but hasn’t reached the level of Demigod yet.” “Then what are the vampire body parts about?” Roland took out the girl skeleton from his system Backpack.
Seeing the skeleton, Christina stepped back with her expression changing greatly. She waved his hand. “Put it back! Put it back!”
Roland immediately stored the skeleton back the system Backpack.
Then, Christina finally looked better. “What happened?” asked Roland.
“It’s the True Ancestor’s bones.” Finding it hard to stand steadily, she sat down on a chair. “It’s fine if you only have one or two parts, but if you combine them, they will strongly suppress the vampires.”
Roland was slightly surprised. He didn’t expect a skeleton as beautiful as jade to be so effective.
He asked in confusion, “Why aren’t she fetching her skeleton if it’s in our place?”
Anything was possible in the magic world.
Roland read in a certain book that certain creatures could regenerate their bodies.
Legendary creatures who were reincarnated with their living souls after they lost their bodies weren’t rare.
Phoenix was one of them.
But in any case, the remains of their old body must not be abandoned randomly but had to be reabsorbed, or they would be greatly weakened.
Even gods couldn’t violate that rule.
Many evil gods were revived in another place hundreds of years after they were slain by heroes, but they still had to fetch their original bodies in order to regain their full strength.
Christina opened her hands. “Who knows? We’re just her children in name. In all these years, I’ve never heard her give orders to any vampire community. She simply let us live and die on our own.”
Seeing that it was impossible to get more information, Roland stopped asking.
Following a map of Urganda, Roland flew to the Church of Love and picked up his friends.
It took him one day. Then, Schuck arrived at Delpon on the fiery dragon too. The residents were horrified as they had never seen a dragon before, but fortunately, no greater losses were suffered beyond a few stumbles and falls.
In Roland’s manor, Margret stood proudly with her arms crossed before her chest, uninterested in talking to anyone.
F6, having known her personality, was not surprised at all, and wouldn’t give her a hard time for Schuck’s sake.
But Andonara was not so friendly.
The red dragons were born evil!
Ever since she met Schuck, Margret hadn’t done anything evil. However, the vibe of evilness wouldn’t disperse so quickly.
As it happened, Andonara was a Hero descendant.
Therefore, she stared at Margret with obvious hostility.
Furthermore… there was even a slice of a dragon’s heart on her plate!
The dead white dragon was so huge that its heart weighed more than two hundred kilograms, and couldn’t be finished all at once.
So, Andonara had been cutting into it piece by piece of it and eating it after steaming, boiling, or roasting it with spices.
Margret was pale and uncomfortable when Andonara gazed at her. Seeing the slice of dragon heart on the plate, she frowned and sniffed, only to be shocked. “How dare you… you’re eating a dragon’s heart!”
She seemed shocked, scared, and more or less humiliated.
“Why can’t I?” said Andonara matter-of-factly. “Vicious dragons eat people, so people eat them back. Isn’t it only natural?”
When she spoke, she even looked at Margret’s chest, as if she were going to cut out her heart and roast it in the next moment.
Margret was so frightened that she hid behind Schuck.
She could tell that the woman who had great breasts was her natural enemy.
Schuck was actually relieved to see how scared Margret was.
It was because Margret would probably be taught a lesson if she kept being so arrogant.
If his good friend’s woman were to do the teaching, it would at least be safe.
The case might be different if she was disciplined by someone else.
The five friends teamed up and shared the quest. Then, Roland opened the portal to the quest area.
Scorching and evil air leaked out of the portal.
The other four people slightly changed their expressions.
Naturally, they sensed that something was wrong, especially Schuck, who was sensitive to dark forces as a Saint Samurai.
Andonara stood aside. She had wanted to go with Roland, but Roland told her to stay back and watch the house for him, so she stayed without arguing.
She was also asked to keep an eye on Margret so that she wouldn’t cause trouble in Delpon.
Margret looked at Schuck pitifully.
But this time, Schuck made up his mind and left her behind in Delpon.
After that, the five friends all jumped into the portal.
Passing through a black channel that felt like Long-Distance Teleportation, they found themselves in a desolate suburb that was full of sand and pebbles.
Two streams of energy, one purple and the other green, were flowing helically in the sky
There were no sun, moon or stars.
The sole source of light was the energy in the sky.
So the atmosphere was quite weird. It was green for a moment and purple for another, depending on the proportion of energy above their heads.
As the only spellcaster of the team, Roland narrowed his eyes and stared at the energy.
He was perceiving and analyzing the energy with his mental power.
A moment later, Schuck came close and asked, “Do you know what the streams of energy in the sky are?”
“I don’t know… but it’s definitely not magic energy.” Roland thought for a moment. “It feels like mental power.”
“Mental power?” Schuck was stunned. “Who can possibly have such enormous mental power? Even the Goddess of Light doesn’t.”
When mental power was dense enough, it could cause illusions and even form material objects.
“I didn’t say it’s from one individual; it’s from a shocking assortment of people. Some of them are compatible, and some hostile.” Roland shook his head. “This seems to be an ocean of mental power of billions of creatures. The purple is from males, and the green is from females.”
Schuck frowned. “In what place can the mental power of so many creatures be concentrated without dispersing?”
Roland had the same question.
Then, the two of them thought of a place at the same time.
“The Netherworld!”
Both of them spoke at the same time.
Of all the planes, the Netherworld was the only one that had so many broken pieces of mental power.
After intelligent creatures died, if they were nonbelievers and weren’t directed to the Realm of Gods by the gods they worshiped, their souls would mostly be sent to the Netherworld.
Then, the Nether God would judge them. The faithless would be used to pave the wall, the virtuous and neutral ones would live in the Netherworld, and the evil ones would be grinded into fertilizer for the Netherworld. Even the souls of the virtuous would grow rotten after a couple hundred years and end up in pieces.
After tens, if not hundreds, of thousands of years of accumulation, it was not surprising that the Netherworld had such an unbelievable ocean of mental power. “We’ve been teleported to the Netherworld!” Roland felt a headache coming on. The Netherworld was a place for the dead. Living creatures would be more or less suppressed in this place.
He opened the system and realized that all his stats had temporarily dropped by twenty percent.
That explained the discomfort all over his body.
His companions opened the system only to find that the same had happened to them. “It seems that we have to die a few times in order to pass this quest.” Schuck heaved a sigh.
Betta looked around. “In any case, let’s find a place to rest and then see if we can find any leads on our quest.”
When he talked, he suddenly saw a white cloud drifting over in the sky.
A cloud was the last thing that they expected to see in such an environment.
