Chapter 139: Ancient Battlefield

The wind is bleak and desolate, and the sun is dark. A huge silver moon and the sun compete for brilliance, hanging in a corner of the sky. Under the dim sky, there is a vast withered yellow field. Mountains overlap and rivers linger. A lonely falcon streaked across the sky, and only a terrible wail could be heard, and the falcon had captured its prey and broke through the air.

The Ancient Battlefield was Ulras's Dominion Prison, but the origins of this ancient battlefield were much older than the years he had experienced. This place has existed since the time of Doomsday who led the undead to flee to the far north planet. No one knows its origin, so it is presumed that it was born at the beginning of the world.

According to our family's Lord Xinyue, the ancient battlefield is actually a small world independent of Qianshui. As for who its creator is, Lin Xinyue did not elaborate. I had carefully studied its patterns, and the world was strictly a cursed land, where at night you could see the roaring fallen angels and the hideous-faced demons fighting each other repeatedly, all of which would be quiet the next day when the sun rose.

This area should be the best place for the Terrans. As long as they speed through here during the day, they can advance smoothly without lingering, otherwise they will be caught in the midst of a cursed war. It is not impossible for outsiders to come to the rescue of their trapped companions, as long as they find the contract stone that was made between Doomsday and these cursed people at the time of the founding of the city, and strike it, the curse will end prematurely.

Cerbenos seems to have a soft spot for the area, and has been watching these boring dramas here since he returned from the world of refractions. At first I didn't notice anything unusual about him, until yesterday when I came here to check on the Terrans, and I guess Crotina said something to him.

Why can't heroes pass the beauty level? Poor Cerbenos, why do you know that Crotina loves the Lord and the Origin so much? You are really the most exemplary representative of the spare tire in the world.

"Brother, there is no grass at the end of the world, why should you love a bird?

Love is a kind of faith, just like believing in truth. As long as she's doing well, even if I have to sacrifice for it, what's the matter?" Cerbenos pulled at the ground with his little scythe, still staring into the distance.

"But what are you doing here? Could it be that they are all your relatives?" I said casually, but I woke up to a question that I had ignored for a long time, "They can't really be your brothers in the world, can they?"

Cerbenos turned his head, smiled silently, and continued to look at the never-ending battle in front of him without speaking. Time flowed quietly like flowing water, and looking at Cerbenos's rare sadness, I didn't continue to ask him, but silently accompanied him to look at the scene in front of me.

"Ignorant mortals pursue the path of immortality at any cost, but they do not know that immortality is sometimes an endless suffering. That guy is a real asshole, and as a god, his mind has been twisted to unimaginable proportions. In order to make his work creative, he constantly tries all kinds of extremely despicable means, completely ignoring the suffering of us as the people involved. Yes, we are His creations. One thought of life, one thought of death. But even if it's death, we deserve the dignity of death, don't we?" Cerbenos smiled bitterly.

"That's why you're helping me?" I never fully understood why Cerbenos had been following me with all his might, at first I thought it was a complete victory in strength, but then when I found myself invincible against him, it all seemed confusing, and today I may have found the answer.

"There are people in this world who are alive but are dead, and there are people who are dead, but they are still alive in everyone's hearts. I am the living dead, the Lord-Origin, the Other-Formless, and Crotina are all the living dead. Although we have the power of immortality, we just want to rest in peace, because it is too painful to live. "Cerbenos showed his soul, a distorted energy body that could no longer be distinguished. I could clearly feel the pain and wailing from it.

"So how can I kill you?" I asked Cerbenos, who had no evil thoughts but just wanted to help him.

"Our curse comes from killing the gods of our lord, so either we become gods, or only our lord Ellie, or her heir, the Creator of Thousand Waters, can lift it. But how can our lord Ellie forgive us, and how can the Creator of a Thousand Waters help us. Cerbenos lowered his head with a wry smile and continued, "So, I really envy the Lord Origin, although I don't know how he did it, but he still got rid of the curse!"

In this world, whether it is a big person or a small person, everyone has their own troubles, and it is impossible to escape. The best way is to "turn troubles into Bodhi" and make yourself aware of your troubles, which is the true meaning of troubles in life. But most people only know this truth, but they don't know how to do it. When encountering difficulties, it is still necessary to solve them with practical actions, and the melancholy of Cerbenos is not something that can be mixed up by covering one's ears and stealing the bell.

"Well, I don't know how you did this, but I do know that your curse will be solved. I can see the end of the world, but I can't see why it happened, so don't ask me why. When the Terran Priest enters Lin Xinyue's Tower of the Dead, you can go with the Terran Priest!" "I don't know if this is a sign of betrayal of self, but what does it matter? All of this has already been written into the Book of Wisdom of the Thousand Waters Creator, the Otherworldly Apocalypse, and the result has become inevitable, and no reason can change the result.

"Thank you! But before I can do that, I'll have to free my brothers. Cerbenos stood up and clapped his hands.

"This is the curse of the upper world, you can lift it?" I don't understand, if it can, doesn't it mean that Cerbenos can also lift his own curse.

"We are cursed to different degrees, and they are only affected by my god-killing efforts. Crotina and I have already discussed, and she is willing to do everything in her power to swallow this cursed land into the world of refraction, even if it may come at a great cost!" Cerbenos opened his palm, and a shiny sand appeared in his hand.

"If you continue like this, the City of the Undead will not be killed by Dongxuan Priest, but destroyed by ourselves!" I sighed, feeling a little sorry for the end of the world.

"I can't think what I want, but I can do what I want. Thank you again, Lord Hades!" Cerbenos bowed deeply, rose and disappeared into thin air.