The underworld is a place of dead silence.

Hell and the Underworld are the two largest worlds in the lower planes.

According to Alec's understanding, whether it is Hell or the Underworld, there are thousands of planes under control. As a top-level low-level world, countless souls fall into these two worlds at every moment, becoming nourishment for the devil and the undead. In addition to these two forces, the famous lower planes are the Abyss, where the Abyss is the habitat of demons, and Purgatory, which is a world controlled by the wraiths.

Because of the distribution of souls, the war between these four worlds has never stopped.

When Alec was a medium devil, he was involved in a war between the devil on one side and the undead on the other.

In the terrifying plane battlefield, even in small battles, medium devils are just cannon fodder.

Alec hid in that small plane for two whole years, and it was not until the last year that he was picked out by a lord-level devil and forcibly recruited into the devil's army. Fortunately, after two years of battle, the victory and defeat had already been seen, and he did not experience too harsh battles, and he followed that lord-level devil to victory--it is worth mentioning that the moment the plane war ended, it was also the moment when he awakened the ability of the Hell Merchant.

……

The hostility of the undead was very obvious, and with just a few words, the corpse witch showed signs of making a move.

As a sign of sincerity, Alec used a detection lie on himself.

The movements of the corpse witches stopped, and the hollow eyes seemed to reveal a glint of doubt.

"I'm not hostile."

"I'm here to ask for cooperation."

"I bring news from the followers of the Lord of the Dawn."

Although the corpse witches are legal creatures, they are not very intelligent (as distinguished from intelligence), so in order to facilitate communication, Alec broke his words into three paragraphs and used as simple sentences as possible.

Even so, it took a while for the corpse witch to react.

The leading corpse witch stammered, "You...... Wait a minute...... Wait......"

Soon, a terrifying lich stepped out.

Alec immediately took a cool breath.

This is a royal lich.

Several corpse witches stood respectfully to the side, as if they were several sculptures, and they did not move at all, and even the beating of the soul fire in their eye sockets was reduced to a minimum. This is a sign of respect for the strong, and a king swatting these middling undead to death is not much different from swatting a fly to death, not to mention that the lich is an advanced level of the corpse witch, and the relationship between the two is the same as that of a wizard's apprentice and a full-fledged wizard.

Hell, there's a king here!

A few drops of cold sweat broke out on Alec's forehead, he originally planned to pit the undead and the Dawn Church, and let Shuangfang come a dog-eat-dog. But with a king in charge, his plans had to be changed.

"I've seen the crown of the Great King!"

Alec bowed, his mind racing over what to do.

It's easy to sow discord, the Dead and the Dawn Church are rivals, and with the right methods, it's easy for the two sides to quarrel...... But Alec had to think about the consequences of doing so, and he didn't even have a chance to escape in the face of a king.

At that moment, the space around him blurred, and by the time Alec came to his senses, he and Bruce were already standing within the confines of the temple.

Suffered!

Alec's heart was cold.

The temple is a private property.

The lich nodded and said, "What is your purpose, say it!" ”

Alec gritted his teeth, not daring to play tricks: "I want to ask the Temple of Death to take action against a paladin of the Church of Dawn." ”

The lich glanced at Alec in surprise, "That's all you have to say?" ”

Alec's brow furrowed, the lich's calm uneassing him. The temple belonged to the private domain of the various forces, and from the moment he was transferred to the temple of death, the Lord of the Storm could not shelter him. The king-level lich was so terrifying that even if he mastered a counterspell like [Dimensional Anchor], he was still transferred to the temple because he didn't even have the opportunity to use the spell.

For the sake of his own life, Alec gritted his teeth and increased the weight, and threw out a bombshell news: "I have a clue to the barren plane. ”

The lich then turned around and began to look at him squarely.

Then it raised its hand, and a Truth Word fell on Alec.

"Say what you just said, repeat it."

"I have a clue to the barren plane."

The lich let out a wanton, high-pitched laugh, "Go on." ”

Alec's face sank.

What else could he say?

The clue of the barren plane is actually just a vague spatial coordinate, once this coordinate is leaked, it will no longer have any value, and he will lose his biggest life-saving hole card. This Lich King obviously has no intention of making a deal, and Alec is sure that once he leaks the coordinates, the best outcome is to be kicked out of the temple, and the worst outcome is naturally to be slapped to death by this lich.

Can't say.

Alec's silence upset the lich.

But it saw through it at a glance that the devil in front of it was just a doppelganger, so it targeted Bruce.

He pulled Bruce to his side, skeletal claws around his neck, and said in a commanding tone, "I'll let you continue!" ”

Alec's face turned pale: "You are dreaming! ”

Alec's defiance made the lich completely angry.

It never dreamed that a doppelganger of a medium devil would dare to disobey the orders of a king.

"You're looking for death!"

Alec's eyes were cold, and he finally let go, since forbearance could not be exchanged for respect, then toughness was the only option. He raised his head and said sarcastically, "I'm looking for death? Honorable King, haven't you seen that this is just a doppelganger, and if it's gone, it's gone...... Could it be that you still dare to rush to hell and find trouble with my body? My conditions have been made very clear, I want the coordinates of the barren plane, and I will exchange the head of the paladin of the Dawn Church for it! ”

The Lich stared at Alec.

Bruce was choked by the throat, and a small face turned red, but neither side of the confrontation paid attention to him. Just as he felt himself suffocate to death, the lich finally let go of its claws.

"Very good, very kind!"

"Whose head do you want? I'll pick it up now! ”

Alec let out a long sigh of relief.

He spread out his hand, and the magic energy quickly converged into a vivid avatar, which was the paladin who had clashed with him.

The lich took note of the paladin's appearance, and then rushed out of the temple with lightning speed.

A few of the corpse witches were "resurrected" and respectfully invited Alec and Bruce into the temple, and in a short time, two teacups carved with gray spell patterns were placed in front of them. Bruce was thirsty, and he lifted the lid, and was startled - on the gray liquid, there was a human head looking at him, and wailing in horror.

"Teacher ......"

Alec glanced at him: "This is Dead Soul Tea, if you don't want to die, you'd better not drink it!" ”

Bruce hurriedly put the teacup down.

The corpse witch on the side looked at the teacup on the table, and the soul fire in his eyes couldn't stop beating. For ordinary people like Bruce, the Dead Soul Tea contains the breath of the undead, and a little bit of it is a dead word. But for these corpse witches, Dead Soul Tea is a good thing that is hard to find, and a small cup of tea can save them years of effort.

Alec was also uninterested in the tea in front of him.

Although the devil is also a dead person, it is obviously very different from the dead spirit, if Alec drinks the dead soul tea, although he will not die, but it is quite troublesome to clean up the dead air, and the gains outweigh the losses.

He threw the teacup to the corpse witch and said with little interest, "Drink it!" ”

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