People in the old man ring, join the chat group

Master of the Rebirth Hall: "By the way, where is Uncle Aizen? He should know about this very well, because he is the god of death! @蓝染"

Aizen: "I'm here, sorry, I was delayed in dealing with some team affairs just now."

The faded person who wanted to save his wife: "It's okay, but I feel a little embarrassed to trouble you."

Aizen: "It's okay. Mr. Faded One is planning to ask about the structure of the world of the dead?"

The fading person who wants to save his wife: "That's right, if possible, please ask Mr. Aizen to help answer the question."

Aizen: "No problem, but as Mr. Gilgamesh said, the world is different, and the structure must be completely different."

Aizen: "The place I am in is called Soul Society, and our Shinigami are responsible for guiding these wandering souls from the human world to Soul Society."

Aizen: "However, those who commit the most heinous crimes will change from wandering souls to voids. At that time, they will be the enemies of our god of death, and they will also belong to the hostile forces of our god of death, and they will be managed by the void circle."

Aizen: "But after the Hollow is purified, he will enter hell, become the guilty person, and continue to suffer."

Aizen: "This is the relationship between the human world, the world of corpses and souls, the virtual circle and hell. The four are interdependent, but above these, there is a wonderful existence that governs all of them."

"That is the so-called supreme spiritual king."

While Aizen was typing in the chat box, a look of disgust and disdain flashed through her pupils.

That pedantic to decadent rule should have been overthrown long ago.

The fader who wanted to save his wife: "Oh, that's it, thanks. I see."

Aizen: "It doesn't matter. If Mr. Faded is interested, you can come to Soul Soul Realm for a visit. Although the living are forbidden to enter here, if Mr. Faded is a person from another world, he should not be included in this list."

Aizen: "In this way, Mr. Faded can also learn more details."

The faded man who wanted to save his wife said: "Uh... let's forget it. I've been a little busy recently. I'll wait until I have free time."

Aizen: "Okay, Aite will be fine when you need it."

Seeing the last message from Aizen, he closed the chat group with his backhand.

This kind of honesty, elegance, friendliness and kindness that can be felt across the screen really makes people feel more friendly, as if a person with elegant, kind and polite manners also has a special affinity for others, full of caring everywhere.

However, the more such a person is, the more careful he should be.

In particular, Otto's exhortations and warnings are still vivid in my memory.

Therefore, we cannot take it lightly.

However, until now he couldn't understand——

"What is the reason for Malika to kill her own child? Is it really just to get rid of the manipulation of the supreme will?"

If that's the case, wouldn't it be better to use the evil omen to act?

I still can't figure it out or figure it out.

Moreover, what is wrong with the world of the dead at the junction that makes wandering souls and dead people everywhere?

Dead birthers are related to dead roots, so what about dead souls?

Why did Tibia's calling boats appear everywhere in the borderlands?

And why didn't those dead birds do their job?

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118. Alexander's Changing Chapter

In the following days, apart from the occasional spouts of water, the faders also cleaned up the Academy of Magic thoroughly.

However, it was said to be cleaning, but in fact it was nothing more than a thorough cleaning of the graves in the academy.

Because the group of dead skeletons is really too disturbing.

He also completely protected the iron maiden puppet at the lowest level of the academy.

This is an important node for teleportation to the volcano mansion, so it cannot be lost.

In addition, he also took the crybaby duo - the magic teacher Tops and his exclusive tailor Burke to the Magic Academy and placed them there.

Both of them had the same expression when they saw him, extremely excited.

But compared to Burke who almost cried, Topps performed better.

Still that cowardly look.

She even asked him tremblingly, if she really wanted to take him back to the academy?

After a lot of effort and an explanation, Tops finally nodded in agreement, and then returned to the academy with him.

This time, the tragedy of Topps was finally rewritten.

Now the Academy of Magic has been cleaned up by him except for the full moon queen Reinara in the big library.

This time he wanted to see who could kill Topus.

But then again, this character of Topps is really annoying.

He is obviously tall and thick, and has the hairstyle of a strong man, but he is so inferior and cowardly, always claiming that he is a good-for-nothing.

Obviously created the ultimate barrier magic that can even bend the will of the gods, so can't you speak harder?

Look at Patch, who is also a bald guy, and Patch is so useless that he dared to cheat him so many times, and even kicked him off the cliff behind his back.

Even the Sunshade City, which sank in the poisonous swamp, dared to touch it.

"It's really stupid. I don't know who gave this bald head the courage."

While complaining angrily about Patch, the Faded One, riding his beloved calf Horselet, was heading to Nimgefu to pick up Teacher Serian who was under the Station Street.

However, just as he passed through the storm hill, he suddenly heard a faint cry.

"Hello? Anyone? Can someone help me?"

call-

The faded man, who reined in the rein, looked at the place where the sound came from, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching.

I saw a huge pot, which was buried in the soil at this time, revealing half of its body.

"really...."

Hearing this sound, he guessed that it was Alexander, but he didn't expect that this guy was stuck in the soil again, and this time it was actually in Storm Hills.

And in these hundreds of reincarnations, there was never a time when he was not stuck in the ground.

Sometimes he even missed the battle ceremony when he crawled out of the ground because he was stuck in the ground and nobody cared about him.

I really don't know how this guy did it...

"Forget it, let's go help him."

Looking at the Warrior Pot in the distance, he smiled helplessly, and his nosy personality broke out again.

Iron Fist Alexander, although he is a jug, is also an admirable fighter.

Even knowing the disparity, Alexander never flinched, no matter when he challenged the demigod Ratan or when Fam Yazila challenged him.

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"Hello? Is anyone there? Can you help me?"

Alexander, who was stuck in the ground, shouted loudly, while supporting his body with his disproportionately slender arms, trying to get out of it.

But it was a pity that no matter how hard he tried, he was always stuck in the mud, and even the gaps were gradually filled with mud, becoming tighter and tighter.

--Da da da

At this moment, he heard a sound of horseshoes gradually approaching, and he quickly called out loudly:

"Hello? That kind person passing by, can you come and help me?"

"I'm stuck."

While shouting, he struggled a few more times, trying to relax himself.

However, it was of no use at all.

On the contrary, it got deeper and deeper.

"Oh, Alexander, it really is you again..."

The faded man who came here on Torret couldn't help shaking his head as he looked at Alexander below the horizon.

"Oh, oh! It's you! Long time no see!"

Finding that the visitor was a faded person, Alexander seemed to forget his predicament and greeted him warmly.

But this picture...why does it look so weird?

A jug with half of its body exposed greets people standing on the ground.

Weird, really weird.

"By the way, you came just in time! Come and help me!"

With that said, Alexander tried hard again, but soon gave up.

"As you can see, I'm stuck again. Hope you can help me out of this goddamn dirt."

"Okay, okay, wait a moment."

He took out a staff and cast gravity magic, boo!With a sound, he pulled Alexander's huge body out of the soil and put it aside.

"Hahahaha, I'm free again."

"Thank you, it's really superb magic! You really deserve to be the hero who defeated and saved General Broken Star alone."

Alexander, who was out of trouble, embraced his hands again, his voice full of admiration.

The scene of the last battle festival still haunts him until now.

Without exception, everyone in the Red Lion City praised the heroic deeds of the Faded One, and even Rataen himself was deeply impressed.

It's a pity that the faded person left so quickly that he didn't even have time to chat.

This time, we have to have a good chat.

"Don't say such things anymore. There is nothing superb about this magic, it's just simple gravity magic."

The faded man waved his hand casually, and continued: "It's you, I really want to know why you're stuck here again?"

"Hahaha, don't worry about such trivial things."

Alexander's nonchalant tone made him a little ashamed.

As expected of Alexander, what an optimistic fighter.

"Well, since you don't want to say it, I won't ask. However, I still have a question..."

The faded man scrutinized Alexander carefully, and said hesitantly, "Are you...going to challenge the strong again?"

Obviously, the last time I saw Alexander, there were not so many cracks on the surface of his body, and he didn't participate in the battle festival.

But now, there are many dense cracks on Alexander's jug.

"Hahahaha, of course. As a warrior, I have to keep fighting and getting stronger, otherwise the warriors in me will cry."

"Perhaps when we meet next time, I won't crack again! By then, you will see a brand-new warrior Pot Alexander standing in front of you!"

Alexander said as if showing off.

Not only did he not care about the cracks on his body, he was even proud of it.

For him, the cracks on his body are the glory of being a soldier, just like the scars on a hero.

"Really? The next time I see you, it won't crack again, because it's already broken all over the place."

The faded man calmly talked about Alexander's future, but Alexander didn't care, and even thought he was joking.

"Hahaha, no, the Warrior Pot is not that fragile.

What's more, after the battle ceremony last time, I collected the corpses of many soldiers, and those corpses were all outstanding, worthy of being soldiers who participated in the Shattered War. "

"Really? Good luck then."

The Faded One shrugged indifferently.

Creatures like pots are very strange, even in the borderlands, they are strange existences——