Chapter 67 Messengers and Gifts

Faced with the questioning of the Lord of Death, Lynn took a deep breath. The reason he had cultivated so diligently, achieving the Great Perfection realm, and then rushing to Netherworld Mountain to pay homage to the Lord of Death, was it all for this moment?

He respectfully said, "After my wife and children died, their souls came to the realm of the dead. I have come to see the Lord to ask for your help in finding the spirits of my wife and children and restoring their memories!"

"Oh! Is that so?" The Lord of Death smiled and nodded, saying, "Finding the spirits of your wife and children, and restoring their memories, is not difficult for me!"

At this point, she gave a sly smile: "However, Lynn, I can't help you for nothing. I know that over a hundred years ago, Xingyi and Redding wanted to take you as their chief god's messenger, but you refused. You've just reached the Great Perfection stage, so you probably haven't become a chief god's messenger yet!"

Lynn had already prepared himself mentally, and upon hearing this, he felt a sense of relief. As long as the Lord of Death was willing to help him, he was willing to agree to anything, even becoming an envoy of the Supreme God.

Moreover, the Lord of Death is one of the top four most important figures in this world, so being her chief messenger is not a bad deal!

Thinking this through, he nodded without hesitation and said, "My Lord, I am indeed not an emissary of any supreme god!"

"Excellent!" Receiving Lynn's affirmative answer, the Death Sovereign's smile widened. She said in an unquestionable tone, "You will be my messenger, and I will help you find your wife and children, and restore their memories, free of charge!"

"This..." Lynn deliberately feigned a troubled expression, then seemed to make up his mind before saying, "My Lord, I am willing to become your chief god's messenger!"

"Haha..." Upon hearing that Lynn was willing to become her chief messenger, the Lord of Death couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Seeing her laughing for a while, Lynn suddenly became anxious: "God!"

The Lord of Death looked at Lynn and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Lynn. Now that you have become my messenger, I will naturally grant your wish."

After saying that, a black crystal sphere with 10081 crystal facets appeared in her hand. This was an item formed after the physical manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth that control the operation of the underworld!

The core of the underworld—the Heart of the Underworld!

"Lynn, tell me the name of the person you're looking for!" the Lord of Death said with a smile.

Lynn said urgently, "I want to find my wife Alice, my daughter Lucia, and my son Morent!"

"Alright!" The Lord of Death smiled and nodded, then focused his divine sense into the Heart of the Underworld before him.

Anyone below the level of a god who dies and becomes a spirit arriving in the Netherworld will inevitably be recorded by the Heart of the Underworld. The Lord of Death, wielding the Heart of the Underworld, searches for the whereabouts of the spirits not by name, but by Lynn's aura to find those connected to him.

Once the search is complete, all the spirits related to him will be found, so the first search is the most time-consuming.

Lynn stood in the main hall, anxiously awaiting the results of the Death Lord's inquiry.

"There are less than three hundred years left until Alice and the others die. I hope they are still alive!"

A moment later, the Lord of Death opened his eyes and smiled at Lynn: "You're very lucky; your wife, daughter, and son are all still alive!"

"They're all still alive, that's wonderful!" Lynn exclaimed excitedly.

The Lord of Death continued, "Your wife, Alice, was reincarnated into the 'Frost Witch' clan and is now a Saint-level undead; I have already restored her memories. Your son, Morent, was reincarnated into the 'Black Knight' clan and is also now a Saint-level undead; his memories have also been restored. Your daughter, Lucia, has become a god, so I no longer need to restore her memories!"

"Lynn, do you need me to send someone to bring them to Netherworld Mountain?" After explaining the situation of Lynn's wife and children in one breath, the Lord of Death smiled and said.

Lynn said excitedly, "Thank you, Master, but I want to go pick them up myself! Please tell me their location!"

"Alright!" The Lord of Death nodded. "Lynn, I understand how you feel. Your family members are located in the Netherworld..."

Lynn received detailed information about his wife and children, and a look of joy spread across his face: "Thank you, Master! I'll take my leave now!"

"Wait, what's the rush!" The Lord of Death glanced at him and said, "You've become my messenger. According to the agreement between the gods, I will bestow upon you a divine artifact. Tell me, what type of divine artifact do you desire?"

"A main artifact?" Lynn pondered for a moment before saying, "Please, Lord, grant me a main artifact for soul defense!"

In truth, after achieving Great Perfection, Lynn no longer needed the main artifact. Through the continuous absorption of divine sparks, his physical strength had become comparable to that of a god, and his soul was ten thousand times stronger than that of an ordinary Great Perfection cultivator. Strictly speaking, he had virtually no weaknesses.

However, since he had the option, he decided to choose the Soul Defense Main Artifact to avoid encountering divine beasts with strange and unusual talents and abilities.

"Very well, then I will bestow upon you a Soul Defense Artifact!" The Lord of Death waved his hand, and a ring and a jade bottle flew towards Lynn: "In addition to the Soul Defense Artifact, I will also grant you ten thousand drops of Death God Power!"

Lynn accepted the ring and jade bottle, and respectfully thanked them, saying, "Thank you, Master!"

The Sovereign of Death was quite generous to him, bestowing upon him ten thousand drops of divine power in a single gift. Of course, this was only because he was at the Great Perfection stage; if other ordinary commanders had become her messengers, she wouldn't have been so generous.

The power of the supreme god is worthless to the supreme god. And the gods themselves are but ants to the supreme god!

……

The sky was dark, and the vast, endless white earth stretched out before us.

This is a well-known region in the Netherworld, with millions of miles of land covered by snow and ice that never melts, where the powerful 'Frost Witches' clan lives.

Atop a snow palace built entirely of thick, solid ice, a sudden roar erupted: "Aaaaah~~"

The roar drew the attention of the many guards watching over the ice palace. However, they dared not investigate what was happening inside, for the 'Frost Witch,' the ruler of the Ice Plains, resided there, and she was an extremely powerful Saint-level expert even within the Frost Witch clan!

After a long while, the roars within the ice palace subsided. A beautiful woman, like a snow elf, knelt on the ground within the ice palace: "I have actually regained my memories of my past life! Did Lynn survive? Lucia and Morent, they also came to this realm of the dead, where are they?"

"Will I be able to return to the Orlando dimension alive?"

This woman, who looked like a snow fairy, was none other than Lynn's wife, Alice.

Since regaining her memories, she has lived in constant anxiety and restlessness, yet she is helpless to do anything about it. As a Holy Realm undead, she is considered a top expert in this icy wilderness, but she doesn't even know where to begin in her search for her daughter and husband.

However, this anxious and restless life did not last long.

Two months later, Lynn arrived at the icy plains from the Netherworld Mountain. Suppressing his excitement, he landed directly inside the ice palace.

He did not make any effort to conceal his presence, so the master of the Ice Palace quickly discovered him.

"Lynn?" Alice stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Lynn smiled and said, "It's me, Lily. I've come to take you home!"

……

On the wasteland teeming with zombies and skeletons, a silver-gray metallic life form sped past, its terrifying pressure causing all the undead on the wasteland to kneel down.

"This Netherworld is really huge!" Alice exclaimed from inside the metallic life form, turning her gaze away from the outside world.

Lynn nodded with a smile: "Lily, the Netherworld covers an area of ​​over a hundred billion miles. Even a high-ranking god would need hundreds of years to traverse it!"

"Wow! The Netherworld is so big!" A girl who looked somewhat similar to Alice, sitting next to her, exclaimed in surprise.

This girl was Alice's adopted younger sister when she was reincarnated in the Netherworld; she was a level nine Frost Witch. They had supported each other for over two hundred years. When Lynn was about to take Alice away, Alice took her along as well.

Lynn smiled at her exclamation, but Alice said with some regret, "Lynn, could you ask the Supreme God to help Natalia regain her memories of her past life one more time?"

Natalia looked at Lynn expectantly upon hearing this. As undead, they all had relatives before they died, and regaining their memories could be said to be their obsession.

"No need for that!" Lynn shook his head and directly stopped the metal lifeform.

Then he directly grabbed two Saint-level bone dragon undead from below. Under his pressure, the two Saint-level bone dragons lay on the ground trembling, unable to even straighten up.

Then he looked at the girl: "Natalia, kill these two bone dragons and devour their souls, and you can become a Saint!"

The metallic lifeform continued flying, and Lynn explained to the girl who had absorbed the two Saint-level undead, "Once you become a Saint, and then refine your divine spark to become a god, you will naturally be able to regain your memories of your past life."

He couldn't be bothered to go to the Lord of Death again for such a trivial matter as restoring the other person's past life memories!

Hearing Lynn's arrangement, Natalia obediently nodded, "Okay, brother-in-law!"

……

Because he had to take care of his wife and Natalia, Lynn could no longer fly at full speed as he had when he came. Even when he was piloting the metal lifeform at full power, it took him more than ten years to reach the second coordinate location given to him by the Death Lord, his son Morent's castle.

When they set off again, the metallic lifeform had grown by dozens more, including Morent and his dozens of loyal followers. Since Lynn's metallic lifeform was large, he didn't mind bringing more people. On the way, he even killed a bunch of Saint-level undead, turning Morent's followers into Saint-level undead as well.

Then, he bestowed upon each person a divine status, allowing them the freedom to choose whether to refine the divine status to become a god or to cultivate themselves to become a god.

Of course, he didn't have Alice and Morent refine their divine sparks. With their potential, they could easily cultivate themselves into gods.

……

More than forty years later, in a tribe in the Northern Corpse Palace of the Underworld, Lynn took Lucia, who was living there, away. After Lucia cultivated herself into a god in the Underworld, she crossed the Holy Mountain of the Dead and came to the Underworld.

Compared to her ignorant mother and younger brother, Lucia, who had lived in the underworld for nearly a hundred years, was far more knowledgeable. She asked in surprise, "Father, you said you went to ask the Supreme God for help to find us?"

Sitting beside her was her husband, a mid-level god!

Hearing Lucia's question, he quietly pricked up his ears.

Lynn looked at her and smiled, nodding. "No one but the Supreme God could do that!"

"Then what is your strength now, Father?" Lucia's eyes sparkled with curiosity. She had lived in the Underworld for nearly a hundred years and had never heard of anyone being able to ask a god for help.

"As for my strength!" Lynn glanced at her before slowly speaking, "Aside from the main gods, I should be able to sweep through the entire Underworld!"

"Sweeping through the underworld!" Lucia was so shocked she couldn't close her mouth.

Her husband, standing next to her, was trembling with excitement.

He's married a princess in distress! His fate has been forever changed.

……

At the teleportation array on the Holy Mountain of the Dead, Lynn took out the God Token bestowed upon him by the Lord of Death and indifferently commanded, "Go to Hell!"

(End of this chapter)

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