Gafan, on the other hand, looked at the girl in front of him who had left a good impression on him the first time he met, and became so angry that he turned into a bun face, staring at him fiercely in embarrassment.

But there was still no sign of really wanting to beat him.

Very nice girl.

It just feels a little less frank.

He casually wiped off a bit of bean paste that accidentally got on the corner of his mouth, Jia Fan smiled.

He felt a lot of surprises when he was able to get along with a stranger who was a god and met a stranger for the first time with this attitude.

Although it is very likely that the other party is too lonely.

After all, according to the description in the original book, this kind girl has been living in this dead world with nothing since she was born, fulfilling the duties imposed on her.

The suffering and pain involved cannot be insulted or underestimated, and even the praise of others can be regarded as a kind of arrogance.

Therefore, as long as you treat each other with a normal attitude, you can chat plainly.

For this lonely girl, it was enough.

"Uh, uh, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

After holding her breath for a while, Ai Lei, whose smooth blond hair became a little messy, finally summoned her spear blade, which represents the embodiment of the power of the underworld, and waved it casually, using her own authority to connect the road to the world.

"Okay, annoying guy, I don't want to talk to you anymore, I'll just throw you back to the human world now, otherwise if you, as a living person, stay in the underworld for too long... you will get seriously ill of."

Ai Lei's tone was very harsh, but the faint worry hidden in it always existed.

Jiafan looked at the girl quietly, and didn't say anything that he could try to return to the ground by himself, but let the other party fiddle with her.

But at this moment, Allie suddenly froze.

"what?"

After failing to issue the repatriation order, she blinked suspiciously, showing suspicion.

Then, under Gavan's slightly astonished gaze, he leaned forward and approached him, slightly raised his nose, smelling the regular aura remaining on his body, as if confirming something.

"This breath... Wait, you are not a human from the Age of Gods."

Ailei raised her head, her expression seemed a little dazed.

"An alien?"

"Well, almost, you can understand it that way."

After silently taking a step back, Jiafan nodded his head in affirmation after thinking about it.

"Well, that's it."

Ai Lei showed a thoughtful expression, and suddenly started circling Gavan inexplicably, and looked up and down with an indescribably strange eyes, which seemed to be completely unaffected by the wind of the underworld, and seemed to be hiding All kinds of humans eating imperfect food.

"...what do you want?"

"Humans, let me introduce myself. My name is Ereshkigal, the greatest goddess of the underworld—then, what's your name?"

"... Gavan."

Gafan took out another slime steamed bun with a blank expression and gnawed on it, suppressing his shock.

For some reason, he suddenly had the illusion that the other party wanted to "shut up" him.

"Well, Jiafan, Jiafan, um, it's a good name, very good, although it sounds a bit weird."

Ai Lei's tone became more and more unpredictable, and there was even some inexplicable light in her beautiful eyes.

And just when she was about to say something more, she and Gafan suddenly let out a light snort at the same time, as if they both sensed something unexpectedly.

Tilting his head, his eyes seemed to have seen the sudden appearance of a certain cliff, with a dazed figure of a little stuffed animal.

Allie murmured to herself in surprise.

"Why is there another living person who strayed into the underworld?"

Chapter 290 Three: Ghouls and Giants

Just a trance for a while.

The warm sunshine and the quiet city dissipated before the eyes, turning into a precipitous and barren cliff at the foot, and a bottomless dangerous abyss ahead.

"...Where is this place?"

Fujimaru Tatsuka was stunned.

Wasn't he still in Kuza City just now, looking for King Gilgamesh's lost "Clay Tablet of Destiny"?

Suppressing the doubts and panic in his heart, Fujimaru Tateka stood on the cliff and looked down, and found that there were countless stone bridges interlaced and connected on the abyss that could not be seen by the naked eye, and there were also some gun thresholds embedded in the stone walls.

There seemed to be a faint blue flame burning inside.

"Strange, I can't connect to Chaldea anymore."

Loose stones fell from the edge of the cliff.

Fujimaru Tachika subconsciously took a few steps back, but as soon as she turned around, she was frightened stiff by a horrible face like a mummy.

"Living people, living people... why are there living people in the underworld?"

Wearing a rag cloak, Galuraling stared at the living in front of him, and the doubt in his eyes quickly turned into paranoid deep anger in a short while.

Is the other party here to laugh at the dead it?

Unforgivable!

Garula Ling roared and approached.

And at some point, a large group of strange figures similar to it appeared around, also approached with malicious intentions, and surrounded the cliff with no escape route.

"This is the underworld?!"

It wasn't until this moment that Fujimaru Tatsuka finally realized what kind of dangerous place he had strayed into.

But before he was about to say anything, a pair of dry corpse-like hands had already ruthlessly grabbed his neck, bringing a bone-chilling icy touch and strength full of killing intent.

"Wait, please wait...!"

Fujimaru Tachika, who was feeling suffocated quickly, was calmly trying to think of a solution and clear up the misunderstanding.

A certain cute and mysterious little beast that was following along on his shoulder had already let out a threatening growl.

"F? F, F!"

Fufu, whose silver hair was blown all over, was about to burst out her magic power to drive away all the annoying guys approaching——

A big hand that appeared suddenly had already gently patted those dry hands away, using low-frequency coherent resonance to make them temporarily powerless.

"Don't make trouble, go wandering elsewhere."

Ignoring the stinky fangs that were already biting in front of him, Gavan snapped his fingers casually, causing hundreds of tiny space cracks to appear silently, and then instantly teleported the angry guys in front of him several miles away with precision. somewhere outside.

"It is up to the Goddess of the Underworld to judge whether people who stray into this place are sinful. Don't kill yourself."

Gavan shook his head slightly, and at the same time perceived the awkward goddess who had clearly followed, but still hid in the dark and could not show her face.

He felt that if he had hurt these Galula spirits just now, the other party might hit him directly.

After all, the souls in the underworld accept her protection.

"Man, Mr. Puppet?"

At this time, a voice of surprise and surprise came from behind.

"what?"

Gavan, who was thinking about how to introduce himself, was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head in confusion.

"Wait, what did you call me?"

"Of course it's a human... Eh, no, the eyes are different." Fujimaru Tachika was also taken aback, he looked suspiciously at the familiar yet unfamiliar man who suddenly appeared in front of him to help resolve the crisis.

"Sorry, you look a lot like someone I know, I mistook him."

It's not that they are exactly the same except for their eyes and clothes.

Even twins don't carry such a "reprint".

He maintains an awkward polite smile.

"Well, my name is Fujimaru Tachika, what is your name?"

"... Gavan."

Gavan's mouth twitched slightly.

No wonder I couldn't connect to the spiritual link of the stocking doll before. After a long time, it turned out that I had traveled through it long ago.

Speaking of which, how does the target range of this passive traversal also include non-life... Uh, that's not right.

Speaking of which, he had guessed before whether the puppet had real self-awareness after eating so many souls and all kinds of weird things.

If it is, then it must no longer be treated as an "item".

Instead, treat it as a "person".

"..."

Covering his face tiredly, after a slight silence, Jiafan began to try to ask about the puppet's recent situation.

Fujimaru Tachika, who couldn't figure out the relationship between them, also explained with a strange face, and then——

Gavan couldn't help feeling even more confused.

"What? You said you broke up a month ago?"

He was dumbfounded and said: "And that cheating guy of the puppet actually followed 'Enkidu' away???"

Uh, that’s not right, the “Enkidu” described in the original book is a counterfeit, with a different inner soul, but a body made of “soil” that was originally buried in the depths of the underworld.

His real name seems to be Jin Gulai.

And if Gavan remembers correctly, the body of the doll seems to be made of a material similar to ceramic clay, so...

"What is the relationship between them?"

Gavan asked with an extremely weird and complex expression.

Because you have to know that the puppet is a fake, but it is wearing its appearance and wandering around in this world for an unknown period of time in advance. If you do something artificially retarded...

He still has face.

A fist the size of a sandbag is hard enough.

......

at the same time.

Outside the edge of the dense forest, somewhere in the wilderness where there are few people.

There are some abandoned broken eaves and broken walls. Usually, only some monsters named Ulidim will wander here, looking for possible travelers or some prey that can satisfy their hunger.

Their body length is generally about four to five meters, with red skin that is tougher than leather armor, golden sideburns, exposed fangs like a saber-toothed tiger, and sharp vertical pupils full of wildness.

It looks like a cross between a tiger and a lion.

And the large number of Ulidims is also the most common crisis that can be encountered in the wild, and the biggest obstacle on the way for other city residents to escape to the city of Uruk.

But now, these dangerous monsters have all lost their lives, turned into dozens of bloody corpses, and piled up in the wilderness to form a smelly hill.

A broken arm full of bite marks was randomly thrown away.

"Tch, the meat of these guys is really fucking unpalatable, as expected, you still have to eat human flesh."

On the mountain of corpses, there was a red-haired man smoking a cigarette, wearing white clothes and black trousers, and twelve "limbs" made of proliferating flesh and blood, with dense eyes, and tail-like weird "limbs" swinging at will.

He glanced at the Hezi he had just been bitten off by a monster before he died, and the hideous wounds on them were recovering rapidly.

"...No, the potential of the ghoul blood has been exhausted, and I can't become stronger."

The man with a cold and bloodthirsty temperament lowered his head and muttered to himself expressionlessly.

"Even in the mission world that produced this bloodline, there is no ghoul that has evolved more than me. In this respect, I have come to the end, but in the space of the main god, standing still means Slow death, and the bloodline can't be changed... Fuck, mad shit, bastard!"

He cursed a few words, and the twelve Hezi behind him had already pierced the monster corpses like steel spears, and began to absorb flesh and blood nutrients to supplement their own consumption.

I don't know what's going on in this world. It seems that the level of civilization is not high, but some small wild monsters encountered on the roadside are at least equivalent to the danger level of S-rank ghouls.

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