"That's amazing!" Ling muttered to herself.

The existence of an artifact that is broken with bare hands, the general feature of the artifact is that it is hard enough, so there may be some deviations, but at least it is not easy to damage, and it is rare in history to be "crushed" by people from the outside, but there are many artifacts that are automatically broken after the power is consumed from the inside.

The black-armored man was none other than the Smolder's Monarch, and he had followed the passage of the soul particles to this dimension, and then happened to see the artifact that had a lot of power left in the air after Ling cleaned up Duriel.

An artifact that imprisons the souls of those who have died, making them feel pain, enslaving their pain, and preventing souls from returning to the River Styx to be rebuilt.

This practice undoubtedly touched the bottom line of the Smolder's Monarch, as the ruler of the underworld and one of the embodiment of the rules of the underworld, he could not tolerate this practice of enslaving souls, in fact, all the underworld beings are very disgusted by this situation, which is why the Church of the Grim Reaper has been chasing after the necromancer.

The Smolder's Monarch abides by the balance of life and death, and what the Necromancer and Duriel did destroyed this balance, of course, those gods actually did similar things, but although most of the existence of the underworld is upright, they are not stupid, and there are compromises in everything in the world.

It sounds frustrating, but fortunately, the number of oracles is not large, at least compared to the number of unjust souls imprisoned by Duriel.

The oracles here refer specifically to those who are not strong enough, but have been transformed into oracles by the gods because of faith or other reasons.

Most of the divine envoys have the strength of demigods themselves, and when they step into the god level, this kind of existence itself has transcended the laws of life and death, so the underworld doesn't care about that.

Ling and the Smolderflame King looked at each other for a moment, Ling sighed at the Smolder's strength, and the Smolder's sovereign marveled at Ling's youth.

"Hello. Ling still saluted first: "May I ask who you are?"

"You can just call me Smolder. "The Smolderflame Monarch is also an easy-going being, otherwise he wouldn't be revered by the Styx Guardians.

Ling silently recited it a few times in her heart, and then looked surprised: "You are the Smoldering Flame Monarch of the Five Kings of the Underworld?"

"Hmm. "The Smolder's Monarch doesn't use his identity as an arrogant hole card, but is more curious about Duriel's corpse.

"Is there anything strange about it?" Ling asked as she saw the Smolderflame King walk into Duriel's body.

"A bit of a small problem. The Smolder's hand rested on Durrell's body, and he felt that there was a terrifying number of souls on it, which had been embedded in Durrell's body, becoming part of his body.

But the embedded one still retains a trace of its own will, which is also deliberately left behind by Duriel, as the "Demon King of Pain", the ever-present wailing is its favorite music.

The Smolder's Monarch briefly explained the situation to Ling, and then said, "If you can, I hope you can give me this thing, and I will pay the price." ”

Justice is another sign of the underworld, and the contemporary Grim Reaper not only has the title of "Death God", but also has a title of "Justice God", which is different from the stereotype and extreme of the old Grim Reaper, the contemporary Grim Reaper is powerful and upholds justice, which also makes many gods very kind to him.

"Justice" is not a very powerful priesthood, its divinity can only support strong divine power at most, compared to the "death" priesthood controlled by the god of death himself can support the peak of divine power, but the contemporary god of death cherishes his own priesthood very much, which is why although the underworld has changed the god master, it can still operate stably.

A strong and fair boss that most people like.

Duriel was Ling's trophy, and it was naturally impossible for the Smolderflame King to snatch it, so he proposed bartering.

Ling grimaced, and then told the Smolder's Lord how to use Duriel's body.

"Materials for crafting weapons?" The Smoulder Monarch was a little puzzled, although Duriel's body was strong, but this degree of strength was nothing for an existence of the same rank, and he didn't feel it when it contained other powers, but felt that the "dark" energy of Duriel's physical fitness would affect the quality of the weapon—if it wasn't a dark artifact.

The dark element has a corrosive effect on other elements, so it is generally not used as a material for weapons, unless the weapon itself is dark, but even so, it should not be able to use the unjust soul on Duriel's body. The Smoldering King pondered.

"Since that's the case, why don't you come with me first, and I'll strip the soul from this body and then hand it back to you. "The Smoldering King suggested.

"Okay, so where are we going?" Ling naturally didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and the gray souls on Duriel's body also made Ling very disgusted, he didn't know it at first, but after being told by the Smoldering King, it became more and more uncomfortable.

"Styx. The Smolder's Monarch told Ling to put away Duriel's body, and then waved his hand to open a spatial passage, "Let's go." Then he took the lead and flew away.

Ling followed.

"The King. After landing, the surrounding Styx Guardians saluted, "Who is this?"

"There are little things that I will arrange. ”

"Yes!"

"Give me that body. The Smolderking said.

Ling took out Dureel's body from the domain space, and the nearly 100-meter-long body made the Styx guards also startled.

As beings who are very sensitive to souls, the Styx guards were the first to discover the problem.

With a flick of his hand, the Smolder's body thrust Duriel's body into the River Styx.

The River Styx said it was a river, but there was not a drop of water, and all that flowed in it were soul particles. All souls falling into the River Styx will be turned into soul particles by the rules of the underworld, and in the winding river Styx, soul particles with similar attributes will be combined together, and then form a new blank soul at the reincarnation table, and leave the underworld through the reincarnation disk.

Although the soul particles sounded terrifying, at first glance, they were actually very magnificent silver-gray light particles flowing slowly, and there was a feeling of seeing the stars in the sky.

In fact, before the soul falls into the River Styx, it will be subjected to another layer of testing.

The underworld is called "hell" in the mouths of living beings, and it is said that the soul of a person who has done too many bad things will be tormented in "hell" after death.

Although this is somewhat deceptive, but in fact, after doing too many bad things, the soul will be subjected to some "torture" when it enters the underworld, but this is not torture from the underworld, the existence of the underworld is not so idle, facing each living being to see if they have committed any crimes in their lifetime, whether they have done any bad things, they are already very busy maintaining the Styx and maintaining the order of reincarnation every day.

When a person persecutes another person, there will be a kind of "grudge" substance, which cannot be seen, touched, or eliminated, and is a one-time force, when the owner of the "grudge" dies, the "grudge" will also follow the master's soul to the underworld.

The soul will soon fall into the River Styx, but this "grudge" can exist for a long time, until the soul that gave rise to it also enters the underworld, and this "grudge" will be attached, and even the soul state will feel extreme pain, no worse than those tortures.

Duriel's body floated in the River Styx, and the Smolderking began to cast spells.

A huge circle appeared at his feet, and a beam of energy erupted from front of him and landed on Duriel's body.

The souls were howling, painful and happy, painful because it hurt to be separated from Durel's body, and happy because they were about to leave this oppression forever and start a new life.

Countless souls fell from Duriel's body, and then turned into soul particles and fell into the River Styx, where they began to wander.

The circle lasted for a long time, and Ling watched silently while the Styx Guardians whispered the rules of the underworld to see the souls off.

"Alright. With a wave of his hand, the Smolder's body landed on the edge of the River Styx, "Thank you for your cooperation this time. ”

"It's all the little things. Ling didn't dare to take credit, and resigned again and again.

Ling left soon after the affair, even if she was curious about the underworld, she wouldn't like to stay here, not that the scenery here was bad, but on the contrary, the scenery here was very beautiful - if it was colored.

The main colors of the underworld are gray, black, and white, and here the Styx is silver-gray, the roads are gray, the trees are gray, the mountains are gray, everything is dead, they have no life, and Ling, as a living being, is very uncomfortable in the underworld, the world of the dead, no matter what, this is the characteristic of the dimension.

Because Ling was a little lost in space, he could only return to the previous dimension first, and then return to the main plane of the Terra Continent, and the dark dimension had changed dramatically at this time.

The rules of the dimension here began to change, and Duriel, who was the intruder of the rules of this plane, had died, and the entire dimension began to slowly return to the previous rules.

"Did he really do it?!" Catherin's eyes widened as she felt that even though she was only a legendary powerhouse, the change was really very strong.

"He?" said the Nephilimian higher-ups on the side, confused.

"A brave man from another dimension, defeated Dureel, and this dimension is about to begin a new era!" Catlyn, a prophet and their spiritual leader, spoke.

The masters who rushed to the fortress of Harorgas from various cities after receiving the message were happy and packed their arms, even if Durrell died, the remaining monsters still needed to be cleaned up.