Chapter 116 Demiplane of the Undead
"It really makes me miss you."
"This is all thanks to the Snow Emperor. If it weren't for her being an ice elf born from heaven and earth, she would be able to sense the power of the world's personality and reveal a corner of the hidden realm of the underworld."
"I, a fragment of consciousness from another world, will probably skip this area and let you directly use light magic to purify this messenger of death."
Hearing this, Beibei asked again: "So, the teacher knows the details of the afterlife realm in the underworld."
"You also know the reason why he, who has such a powerful domain, is still just a soul king despite living so long and growing so old?"
Electrolux nodded slightly:
"The fusion of negative emotions from the plane is generally a means for plane consciousness to maintain the balance between living beings."
"But after all, those who are favored by negative planes will be restricted by their plane consciousness."
"For example, the Plane Blessed One in front of us has been restricted. He is just a puppet controlled by the afterlife realm of the underworld. He will not be able to break through the five-ring level throughout his life."
At this time, the imprisoned Death Messenger broke through and roared.
"You are the Yan Ou, and your whole family is Yan Ou!"
"A dead ghost who is still lingering on his last breath dares to bark."
"I am the messenger of death, the master of the afterlife realm in the underworld, and the god of death in the future..."
Then?
"Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!"
……
Several crisp slaps sounded, and the artificial silence was successful.
"Teacher, please continue."
"From what you say, I need to completely control the realm of the afterlife in the underworld in order to break through the boundaries of the Soul King. Otherwise, I will be trapped in the realm for the rest of my life."
"Yes."
"There are two ways to accomplish this."
"First, if the consciousness of the plane falls or is taken away, the former's negative consciousness will be suppressed by no one, and the latter will also have a plane vacuum period for a period of time. The time given by the two is enough for the plane to The favored person counterattacks and controls the realm of the underworld.”
"The second is to leave the birth plane and go to another plane. The weakened control of the plane is enough to break through the restrictions of the underworld and the afterlife realm, thereby completely controlling it."
The gray world was extremely quiet. Not only Beibei was listening carefully, but also the messenger of death whose face was swollen.
After hearing this, the little hope that the Death Messenger had originally had was extinguished in an instant.
Neither of the two situations mentioned is realistic.
Plane consciousness has existed since the birth of the plane. During hundreds of millions of years, gods that transcend the plane's specifications have been born, and gods have also fallen.
But I have never heard of the situation where the consciousness of the plane fell, or the body was taken away.
As for the second type, it is even more impossible. Leaving this dimension is something that only gods can do, and it has nothing to do with human soul masters.
Compared to him, Beibei understands Teacher Yi better. Since he explained it like this, there must be a solution.
Sure enough, Electrolux came up with a solution.
"When undead magic reached its peak, I created a demiplane of the undead so that I could store and carry undead creatures."
"During the period when the Tower of Life was half asleep, the memory of the profound undead magic that was recovered contained a way to connect to the demiplane of the undead wandering in the deep space universe."
As soon as he finished speaking, the messenger of death suddenly shouted loudly, continuing his voice.
"Senior, senior, your surname is Yi."
"I have no father or mother since I was a child. I jumped out of the cracks in the field. From now on, my last name will be yours. You can just call me Xiaoyi."
"I want to worship you as my adoptive father and provide for you in your old age."
If his body hadn't been restrained by the slender hands, he would have knelt down and knelt down.
Electrolux: "..." Beibei: "..."
Hey guy, he is indeed a favored person from the plane. His ability to beat snakes and sticks is really incredible.
However, he knew very well that Teacher Yi would definitely not accept this silly son.
Just based on the words scolded by the messenger of death, "Old ghost with a remnant soul, howling like a beast," Teacher Yi might have even thought about the shape of the undead creature he should train into.
After all, the person standing in front of him to explain counter plane control was not a good man or woman.
The goal that countless generations of evil soul masters from the Holy Spirit Sect have failed to accomplish is to turn a plane into a kingdom of death.
When Electrolux was young, he had already completed half of it. If he hadn't suddenly awakened later, maybe that aspect would really have become the paradise of the undead.
Electrolux looked at the messenger of death carefully. Anyone who is familiar with him knows that this is the look in his eyes when he usually experiments with new magic.
Praise:
"Having the unlimited resurrection ability in the realm of the afterlife in the underworld, although it is limited, is rare."
"The alternative eternal longevity is indeed a good way to provide for old age."
The Death Messenger tried hard to restrain the restraint of his slender hands and nodded vigorously.
"Indeed, indeed!"
But with the next sentence, Electrolux changed the subject.
"In the refining category of undead magic, your existence is also an excellent material for refining the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and the best candidate for the main soul."
"It's a pity that it has been purified like this."
"You think so, Beibei?"
Messenger of Death: "???"
Beibei: "..."
You, the former Son of Light, are discussing openly with the current Son of Light how to refine the Ten Thousand Souls Banner...is it really okay?
Instead of adding any more laughter, Electrolux only spoke a few words into a curse, like an incomprehensible vomiting sound.
In an instant, the originally motionless realm of the afterlife in the underworld began to change, and the grayness of the world turned into air currents.
Beibei, who was here, felt like she was being twisted by the power of space.
But with a wave of Electrolux's undead staff, the power of space flowed through Beibei like a diverting tide.
Everything happens between lightning and flint, and the area where the afterlife realm of the underworld is located changes.
A huge ink-colored door closed, and Beibei was already in the demiplane of the dead.
As soon as he arrived here, he felt sticky all over his body, and there was a smell he didn't like flowing in the air.
At the same time, there was a group of black corpse energy nearby, gradually converging into a naked upper body humanoid creature.
The skin is pale white, and it is an eighth-level undead creature in the demiplane of the undead, the monarch of the zombie clan, and the zombie king.
His tongue, which was as long as a snake's tongue, licked the sharp black nails, looking at Beibei with bloodlust and curiosity.
"Human?"
"Still a human being with the attribute of light."
"How come there are humans here?"
Looking at this zombie king who is equivalent to the Eight Rings Contra, Beibei showed a harmonious and elegant smile.
"Hello, strong man from another world, I am here with the teacher."
"Teacher?" The Zombie King looked in the direction Beibei pointed and saw a pair of gray eyes that shook his soul.
"Wow~"
Seeing Electrolux, the Zombie King let out a scream that was worse than crying.
"He's back, he's back!" he yelled and ran away in a panic.
(End of chapter)