After leaving the principal's office.

Chen Lun first went to the big library and deliberately searched for information about the "Netherworld", but found nothing.

It can be seen that the realm is indeed an extremely secret existence in the mysterious realm, and it is difficult to obtain its information by ordinary means.

So Chen Lun returned to the apartment, and used his avatar in Cold Leaf City to summon the Spirit Messenger of the Generous Council, asking him to help him transfer the details of the "Netherworld".

The Faceless Attendant never let him down, and this time was no exception, and in just over an hour, it returned again, incarnating the information Chen Lun needed.

Because the senses of the two avatars are shared, Chen Lun can easily obtain what the avatars see and hear while sitting in the professor's apartment of the college.

However, to Chen Lun's surprise, even the Generous Council did not have much information about the "Netherworld", only some relatively simple and basic information......

The Netherworld, together with the spirit world, the astral world, and the dream world, is called the "other world", and they are the opposite of the present world, and at the same time have a certain mysterious connection with each other, but they are also independent of each other.

Throughout the ages, many occultists, and even high-ranking people, have studied the world one after another, and these people may have different views, but there is one definition that is the same...... That is, the appearance of this world is accidental, not inevitable, and it is also very likely that it is the abode of the gods, the area where the angels walk and move from the gods, and it is almost impossible for mortals to set foot on it.

Even if there are a very few lucky people who enter the other world due to various coincidences and accidents, most of them end in a tragic and unknown ending.

Chen Lun also noticed that on this information, Speaker Azgiirro had annotated:

"The original world is absolutely independent from the present world, but because of the old man who buried the bones, the two worlds are connected by the 'cobweb hell' he weaves, creating many hidden passages and bridges made of miserable white spider silk...... It is clearly known that there is a relatively stable connection between the Netherworld and the Dream Realm, and if you want to go to the Netherworld, using the Dream Realm as a transit point will be a good choice, but please be careful, the danger of the Spirit Realm in this world can be said to be the smallest. ”

Chen Lun sat on a chair in the room, thoughtful.

According to the intelligence, there is an even older way to go to the Netherworld, and that is to pray to Madame Rose or the Old Man of the Bones through a pointed prayer ritual, and there is a certain probability that you will be taken to the Netherworld.

However, this ancient ritual has been reduced to a legend over the years, after all, the high-ranking people know why...... The old man has fallen, and the Lady of the Rose is hidden, and they will no longer respond to this world.

The decline of the ritual is inevitable.

'So is there any way for the old headmaster to get in?' ’

Chen Lun couldn't help but guess.

After a little thought, he said that as the headmaster of one of the two major colleges of the Byron Kingdom, a knowledgeable and high-ranking mage, Hugo must know more than himself, if there is no special means, how can he talk about the journey of exploration.

It's really unfounded, just look at it at night. ’

Soon, the clock ticked to late at night.

Chen Lun pestle with a white cane, slowly came to the two main buildings, and looked up to see that the mechanical clock hanging on the "Bridge of Thoughts" was half past eleven.

"You've been on time, Your Majesty."

Hugo, the old headmaster, who looked rather short, said with a smile.

He seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, his loose dark green suit ironed straight, and his hands behind his back in the cold night.

"Punctuality is a gentleman's creed, Headmaster."

Chen Lun said in a joking tone, and took off his black hat as he spoke.

It was still quite cold in the academy late at night, and the small snowflakes were falling leisurely, and the old headmaster looked up at the big bell and said softly:

"Now it seems that His Majesty Ibra will arrive a little later, and I hope he won't be too late, otherwise he will miss zero o'clock, and if he wants to enter the Netherworld again, he will have to wait until next month."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice floated over:

"I'm sorry for the delay, I hope I didn't miss you, Hugo."

Chen Lun and the old principal turned their heads to look, only to see a tall short-haired woman wearing a silver veil covering her body walking quickly.

"It's okay, it's less than a minute, it's still early to leave."

Principal Hugo laughed.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ibrayin's eyes when he saw the black-hatted gentleman, but he quickly returned to normal, and he chuckled:

"See you again, Jack, but this time I should call you Your Majesty. I just heard you say that punctuality is a gentleman's creed, and I thought so, but I was late......"

"It's a lady's prerogative to be late, Your Majesty Ibra."

Chen Lun bowed his head slightly.

Ibrayin was slightly stunned, and then he was stunned.

"You're right."

He even sneered again.

Hugo saw that the two knew each other, and his eyes were meaningful, and at the same time he gave up his plan to introduce them, and directly talked about the precautions of this trip to the netherworld:

"Legend has it that the Netherworld is the abode of Lady Rose, and the old man who buried the bones was almost exclusively active in the Netherworld before he lost control...... It's much more dangerous than the spirit world, so we have to be careful. ”

'The Netherworld is Lady Rose's territory?' ’

After Chen Lun heard the old principal's words, he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart.

Next, Hugo explained some other matters, such as trying to avoid making too much noise, avoiding excessive use of mythical power, etc., otherwise it would easily attract the attention of the creatures of the netherworld, although the strength of the three of them was enough to deal with, but it was also quite troublesome to deal with.

And some unknown beings who live and wander in the Netherworld can even threaten the high-ranking ones, so if they can be avoided, they should be avoided, after all, the purpose of Hugo's trip is to explore the footprints of the "original Scorpion" Honorino, not to hunt monsters.

Chen Lun and Ibrayin nodded their heads in understanding.

The old headmaster then took out some high-level transcendent materials and began to arrange a complex magic circle on the ground, and he explained to the two of them without raising his head while he was busy:

"This special ritual was developed by Honorino and then optimized by Clarence to help us enter the Netherworld without being discovered."

"So Honorino really attacked Lady Rose's kingdom?"

Chen Lun raised his eyebrows and asked casually.

Why else would He develop this ritual?

It's not like you're going to wander around the Netherworld, and by the way, you're going to repair the water pipes for Lady Rose with a square hammer......

"I don't know."

Principal Hugo paused, shook his head, and said.

"The past has long been buried by time, which is also one of the purposes of this trip, I need to find the traces under the crown of Honorino, and clear the fog that has been hidden in my heart for many years."

After saying that, He continued to arrange the ritual, with meticulous, skillful and natural movements.

Time turns, and the clock rings when the minute and hour hands of the mechanical clock overlap and point to twelve o'clock directly above.

When—

"Ready to go."

Principal Hugo said in a deep voice.

Chen Lun and Ibrayin nodded.

The old headmaster threw out a flaming match and fell into the center of the circle.

Rumble!

The blazing blue-green flames rose up, like the magical flames on the giant hammer of the bronze statue of Enlighten Harbour.

Under the light of the fire, the falling snowflakes melted and evaporated before they could get close, and a vague and irregular narrow portal quietly appeared.

Hugo was the first to step into it, followed by Chen Lun and Ibrayin. When the figures of the three of them disappeared, the ritual circle and the flames that remained in place gradually drifted away, and there was not even the slightest trace left.

Chen Lun's [Five Senses] had already unfolded, and there was no sensory discomfort, he clearly perceived the sudden change in the environment, and he appeared on the endless blood-red earth.

It was empty, dead and lifeless.

There were no sun, moon and stars in the sky, only a distorted crimson color, and even a pink substance similar to a mist from time to time, diffusing an eerie psychedelic power, making the environment even more dark and eerie.

He could smell a strange smell of decay and a strong smell of blood in his nose at all times, and Chen Lun immediately abandoned his sense of smell and his face was as usual.

It took Hugo and Ibrayin a few seconds to adapt to the abrupt change in the environment, and they endured the harshness of the environment, and at the same time they both noticed the peace of the black-hatted gentleman, and they were secretly surprised in their hearts.

"According to the original plan, we need to follow the direction of the birth of the 'Atmosphere of the Skeleton', and finally arrive at our destination under the 'Giant Skull Peak'......"

The old headmaster looked at the two of them and pointed to the pink mist.

The "Atmosphere of Remains" is a substance unique to the Netherworld, which can also be called a spectacle, they are born in an unknown way, the law is difficult to find, and at the same time has a certain mysterious influence...... Anyone who enters the mist will be manipulated by its own strong appetite and fall into a state of madness with a desperate thirst for food.

Creatures in this state will lose their minds, killing and devouring all targets around them, as well as themselves.

Of course, the "Atmosphere of Bones" can be collected through special means, and it is considered some kind of high-level transcendent material.

The three of them walked slowly, the crimson earth under their feet seemed to be soaked in blood for endless time, muddy and sticky, and even occasionally felt it squirming gently, like a living thing.

Along the way, the three of them exchanged only a handful of times, and Hugo led the way, using the pink mist as a signpost and direction, but avoiding it from a distance. It stands to reason that Hugo would have been interested in the "Atmosphere of the Remains", but that was not the purpose of his trip, so he did not bother to collect it.

Through a few words of conversation, Chen Lun learned the fundamental reason why the Netherworld was not known to the mysterious realm...... Its portals are not only hard to find, but they require a great deal of insight to penetrate.

This criterion is to take the high-ranking person as the dividing line.

In other words, it takes at least 80 or more insight stats to see the Nether Portal? And there is no corresponding ritual, and it can't be opened...... If you were a player, the Netherworld would probably already be a late-stage map. ’

Chen Lun couldn't help but think.

After about three hours of hiking, the surroundings changed slightly...... In the open crimson wilderness, some grotesque vegetation appeared, like clumps of shrubs, growing abruptly, but the branches and flowers and leaves were not emerald green, but scarlet, white, and flesh-colored.

On closer inspection, these "vegetation" are actually living creatures made of flesh and bones, and their bulging branches beat vigorously, as if some kind of heart-like organ grew in the cavity.

Dozens of blood streams of unknown origin are scattered in all directions, and these flesh plants grow right next to the streams, seemingly being born by absorbing some of the nutrients.

Farther away, there was a roar and the sound of flesh shattering.

"There's a fight ahead."

Hugo gestured, and the three stopped.

He took out a staff with the thickness of his fingers, swung it horizontally in front of him, and lightly picked the dots twice, and a hazy mirage slowly emerged in front of the three of them. In the picture, I saw hundreds of silver-white worm people more than three meters tall, fighting with thousands of flesh and blood monsters.

Those flesh and blood monsters were covered in strange scales, some had no heads, some had more than a dozen heads, and their limbs were deformed, and they could not be identified by common sense.

"It's the Deedak wormman, and the creatures of the Netherworld......"

Ibrayin on the side frowned and said.

"Has the pollution in the depths of the spirit world spread here?"

(End of chapter)