Deep in the Living

Chapter 275 Journey

The will of chaos, the Seven-Cornered Council.

Everyone stayed here because of the entertainment provided by Rody.

Before the invasion of the world began, they were indeed bored. It was rare to occasionally see such an interesting foreign apostle, who could even kill the dangerous evil being in the service test.

and,

It is really interesting that after being given the status of an envoy, he becomes more picky about armor and has a unique taste in mounts, which far exceeds that of a recruit.

And they all noticed the supernatural powers that Rody brought from another world, which were fundamentally different from the witchcraft of hell.

The person sitting in the C position gave his evaluation:

"That gray is quite special. It can actually make Crow feel fear and completely submit to him. This is a special creature living in the Territory of Evil Play. The [world] this person is in must also be very special.

This grey color that brings fear is very interesting..."

A great lord, who stood on his seat with only his spine, his skin fluttering in the wind like a tattered cloak, said:

"Do you want to try to locate the world coordinates of this apostle?"

“That’s not necessary. His world is very far away. Even if we can locate it accurately, we will need to consume a huge amount of fuel to get close to it.

Besides, since he has chosen the "path" I gave him, let him go ahead and give it a try. I will first see the final result, and before the result comes out, try not to let external factors disrupt his development."

The person who first noticed the existence of Rody's eyeball raised another question:

"Boss... Is the route to the torture chamber you gave us really necessary? He is a member of the Order Group anyway, so why not just use the upper magic circle to send him there.

After all, the truly important and dangerous journey is after reaching the torture chamber."

"Do you have any objection to my arrangement?"

Perhaps sensing the change in the boss's aura, all his eyeballs were shrinking rapidly, "No, no."

However, the boss sitting in the C position still gave an explanation and seemed to be in a good mood today.

"The metal composition of his body is mainly related to the torture chamber. He is likely to have only had contact with Hawke. I want to see the attitude of the entire prologue group towards this spine.

After all, Hawke's support alone is not enough for his next arrangement. He needs to go to the monastery and obtain the official status of a monk."

……

【Zhongchao-War Transmission Tower】

There are a large number of such towers in the Zhonghei area, which can teleport thousands of Spinemen directly to the battlefield area at one time.

As a messenger, Rody has the opportunity to "teleport to a specific location individually".

Following Fei Ji's guidance, we arrived at a single-person teleportation room.

Without too much waiting and hesitation, the three wizards activated their spines at the same time, injecting streams of spinal energy into the teleportation array.

Roddy originally thought it was space teleportation, something he had seen on science fiction shows.

Don't know,
The formation actually completely dismantled Rody's body including his spine, and then reconstructed more than 90% of it at the formation at the destination.

Although the integrity of the spine can be ensured, the body will be affected to some extent.

The weird thing is,
As the transmission started, a gray spot appeared between the formations.

The unstable physical structure becomes stable under the influence of color.

The reconstructed Rody maintained 100% integrity. Even the wizard in charge of the teleportation was quite surprised. They rarely encountered such smooth teleportation. The other party was not a local demon.

Not only that,

Even the crow colt that was teleported together was not affected and remained intact.

hum!
Transfer ends.

The fungal spores in the air were eager to get into Rody's nasal cavity. Fortunately, he was prepared in advance and wore a jaw-splitting device, so any air entering his respiratory tract would be purified by the heat.

[Edge of the Battlefield]

A region where large-scale wars had long ended.

Various huge pits are scattered all around, and there is often a large amount of foul-smelling pus remaining between the pits, and there are still a few flies and live maggots left here.

The soil was completely stained red by the blood spilled in the war, wet and sticky.

Even though a large number of demons died during the war, not even a single corpse was seen.

"Fei Ji, where is the body?"

"Mr. Di, the reason why the Primordials are willing to cater to our endless war demands is not because they are obedient, nor because they love war.

They just like the corpses brought by war. Whenever a demon dies, a tumor will be born in the tumor pool of the original pus. "

"By that token, shouldn't the original pus be the greatest force in the real hell?"

The Filipino swayed its tail vertebrae vigorously to express its negation.
"Numbers have never been the key to determining strength. We spinal warriors can also gain nutrition from war, which is called war experience. The value of this nutrition is no less than those corpses.

Moreover, the [Order Group] that you, Mr. Di, are related to are even fewer in number, even less than the number of a battle group, but they enjoy the title of a major force and also hold important world authority.

[The strong] is the key to truly determining the strength of a force.

All the large forces in Hell appear to be suffering losses in personnel, but in fact they are all taking what they need and cultivating the most top-notch existences.

If a civilization still judges its strength based on numbers, then this civilization must be low-level.

I heard all this from the Legion, and it is true.”

"Ah."

After leaving the city, Fei Ji seemed to become particularly professional. He flew onto Rody's shoulder and connected each nerve to the cervical vertebrae, sharing memories.

A parchment map appeared in his mind, and on this map was marked the specific route to the execution chamber.

“This is our journey route to the Prologue.

The Prologue is a neutral force that does not compete for resources and does not actively recruit demons. It is also a special force located on the edge of the world.

We need to cross three entire territories and cross two mountains that serve as dividing lines to reach the [Bridge of Sin], which is also the only way to the Prologue's territory.

It will take five full days to get there at the fastest speed of the Crow Pony. We should pass through some ordinary towns along the way, where we can stop to resupply. Anyway, there is no specific time requirement, so just don't delay it too late."

"An ordinary town? What forces of demons live in it?"

"Mr. Di, there are a lot of demons in the real hell. Some females can give birth to more than ten or even a hundred children in their lifetime. Most demons cannot obtain "hell items" like you.

If they want to survive, they can only live in such hellish towns, undergoing various targeted trainings, hoping to be selected by a certain force one day.

Of course, some towns are related to certain forces, but as an envoy, you will receive a special reception wherever you go."

"Let's go."

"Wait, Mr. Di~ I can't fly for a long time, let alone maintain the same speed as the crow. Please allow me to attach myself to you."

"Ah."

Feiji turned its wings into a collar and hung it around its neck like a bamboo flute.

Rody couldn't wait any longer. He was eager to try out the so-called mount and see how fast this special hell beast could reach.

Although he had never learned to ride a horse, Rody was able to learn quickly by relying on the adaptability of his body and the structure of the torture instruments.

With both hands pulling the reins made of iron chains,

Imitating the posture of the horse riders in the movie,
"go!"

The horse's mane sways,

Whoosh!
The Crow Colt shoots forward like a black arrow, its speed far beyond imagination, reaching an astonishing 200km/h. It can perfectly adapt to any type of road conditions and can jump over potholes over ten meters in size.

Roddy also noticed that when the crow colt was running, feather structures grew on the inside of its four legs to better fit the aerodynamics.

Leaping out of the war zone, in front of us is a thorn forest that can adapt to the dryness of hell, which is also the most common forest structure.

The thorns feed on the blood flowing from the battlefield area.
The spikes on the surface can be more than one meter long, and the space available for movement is very small. If you want to cross such a forest, you must stop and go, and cut through the thorns.

however,
The crow didn't slow down at all.

The crow's eyes have already chosen the best path.

If it encounters the inevitable sharp thorns along the way, the crow will suddenly open its big mouth and bite the thorns into pieces, chew and swallow them, and replenish nutrition at the same time.

(End of this chapter)