Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 282 - 250: Battle in the Prison!

Chapter 282: Chapter 250: Battle in the Prison!

"I only need one more point to level up."

Satan said.

"Keep doing good deeds, it’s the only way," Wu Xiaode said.

"Good deeds... if you ask me, burning down this prison would be the real good deed."

Satan looked around each cell, as if searching for some "good deeds" to do.

"We should give people a chance to reform, and besides, some are not deserving of death," Wu Xiaode said.

"That’s true, come with me."

Satan led Wu Xiaode into a cell.

Inside lay an old man, gasping his last breaths.

Satan waved his hand casually.

A gentle breeze emerged from the Void around them.

The whole cell quieted down, becoming dark and serene.

Satan leaned in close to the old man’s forehead and whispered, "Was he wrongfully imprisoned?"

The old man, eyes closed, struggled to open his mouth: "Who is it? How do you know?"

"I can smell all sins, it’s my instinct, but there’s barely any evil on you, not enough to go to Hell," Satan said.

The old man looked up at Satan.

Satan might have appeared as just an elegantly mild-mannered middle-aged man, but at that moment, the old man felt an indescribable sensation.

"Sir, save me," the old man said, his eyes cloudy, gasping for breath.

Satan glanced at Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode shrugged and said, "For the points."

Satan made a motion as if to roll up his sleeves, then realizing he was wearing a short sleeve, he dropped his hand and whispered to Wu Xiaode:

"He is dying, he can feel a bit of my power."

"Can we do something for him?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"If he had committed enough evil, I could just sign his name on him, and his soul would transform into a devil in Hell—that would be helping him—but he’s actually a good man, so he can’t go to Hell," Satan said.

"What about sending him to Heaven then? That should count as a good deed," Wu Xiaode said.

Satan thought for a moment, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on the old man’s chest, saying:

"Listen, I now refuse to let you go to Hell, and since the suffering you’ve endured is far too great, there’s no mother in the human world capable of accommodating your soul for reincarnation—according to the great and simple elimination method—how about going to Heaven?"

"I... can go to Heaven?" The old man’s face lit up, surprised.

"Yes, even though it’s rather dull there, you’ll at least be free," Satan said.

"Thank you, please send me there," the old man said.

Satan nodded, and bent down, whispering in the old man’s ear, "Hear me, in my name, I deny your soul entry to Hell."

As he spoke.

Choirs of holy singing surrounded them, a white curtain of light fell from the sky, and Holy flowers could be dimly seen blooming all around.

An elevator silently appeared beside the old man’s bed.

A shadow gently lifted from the old man and settled in front of the elevator.

—He was heading to Heaven.

The old man looked gratefully at Satan and Wu Xiaode.

Satan was expressionless.

Wu Xiaode smiled and nodded to him.

The old man also nodded and reached out to press the elevator.

The elevator didn’t move.

—What’s going on?

Wu Xiaode looked puzzled, only to see written on the elevator door:

"Direct to Heaven, 50 grams of gold per ride, thank you for your patronage."

The old man spread his hands, his face falling into a helpless cry.

"So we’ve encountered a special case."

Satan said, understanding.

"Special case? You mean this elevator is charging a fee?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"No, typically when people die, they can scrape together some money for the journey, but this old man has spent half his life in prison, without any money, so it’s extremely rare that he can’t afford the fare," Satan explained.

Wu Xiaode emotionlessly pulled out a piece of gold and handed it to Satan.

"You give it to him—this counts as your good deed," Wu Xiaode said.

"Alright."

Satan handed the gold to the old man.

Ding dong!

A pleasant sound rang, and the elevator doors instantly opened.

Satan laughed and said:

"Now you see why I left Heaven."

"I’ve heard money makes the world go round—doesn’t Hell take money?" Wu Xiaode asked, surprised.

Satan shut his mouth.

The old man was about to enter the elevator when suddenly—a sudden change occurred—

His figure quietly vanished in front of the elevator.

The piece of gold also fell from midair onto the prison bed.

The Heaven elevator and all surrounding phenomena disappeared completely.

There was silence around them.

Wu Xiaode, not understanding, said, "He had the money, why didn’t he get on the elevator? Where did he go?"

Satan’s face showed a grim and cold expression, and he said softly:

"I thought after the Sin Prison revived it would cut the souls of the dead some slack, but it seems it hasn’t."

Wu Xiaode began to understand but did not respond, just waiting for him to continue.

Satan continued: "Sin Prison is a technique that has created countless parallel worlds; everyone lives within the technique and dies within it, unable to leave."

"Only by acquiring the Power of Death can one leave Sin Prison, reach Death, and become a true escaper."

Wu Xiaode pondered, "But I’ve seen people successfully leave Sin Prison without awakening any Power of Death."

—In parallel world number 5432 underground, he had once helped someone escape.

That person succeeded.

Satan sneered, "Without the acknowledgment of the Power of Death, one cannot truly escape from Sin Prison. That person thinks he got out, but he didn’t."

"Didn’t?" Wu Xiaode did not understand.

"Yes, the next time he dies, his soul will return to Sin Prison to be reincarnated."

"From this point on, Sin Prison’s restrictions on him will be even stricter."

Satan sighed, "He will never have a chance to awaken, never understand what parallel worlds are, eternally cycling through birth and death in Sin Prison."

He took out the role card.

Wu Xiaode and he looked at the card.

—The person saved had not gone to Heaven.

He lived a life, only to end as an illusion? A fleeting dream?

This is truly sad.

Wu Xiaode changed the subject, asking, "The thing just now, did it earn any points?"

"I don’t know either, it depends on the judgment of the prison," Satan said.

They waited for a few moments.

Several lines of small text then appeared on the card:

"You have completed an excellent hospice care.

"Point +1."

"Your level has increased!"

"You are now a Level 2 character card."

"You can now use 5 points of Soul Power."

"Your current bodily strength returns to one ten-thousandth."

"Please keep up the good work."

"Level 3 cards can awake the second skill."

All the small text disappeared.

"Well, we need to find ways to gain more points," Wu Xiaode said.

"This place is full of villains, and killing them is illegal; it looks like we need to find a way to escape from prison," Satan said with a frown.

"Escaping prison goes against the law; once you do it, the prison will surely punish you," Wu Xiaode said.

"Then what should we do?" Satan asked.

"Prison break," Wu Xiaode said.

"From what I know about humans, prison breaking also seems illegal," Satan said.

"Of course, it’s illegal, but the person who breaks the prison is me," Wu Xiaode said.

"It’s not illegal if you do it?" Satan doubted.

"It’s also illegal," Wu Xiaode said.

Satan’s eyes flickered; he understood.

The prison was watching Satan and other Demon Gods, but it wasn’t watching Little Wu.

Satan could not act beyond the law, but Little Wu could.

"Interesting..."

Satan laughed.

Wu Xiaode glanced outside and said, "How long can your Persuasion Skill last?"

"They will come to their senses in another five minutes."

"Come, follow me to the office of the Prison Director. Black Dragon is waiting for us there."

"Wait, what about Abraham?" Satan asked.

"...He didn’t respond to my aid, which is really bizarre. Did you see him in the prison?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Did you just say ’really bizarre’?" Satan asked.

"Did I?"

"You did."

"It seems I did say that, is there a problem?"

"Your emotions have been very stable, yet you said such words—"

"Do you think I was out of character?" Wu Xiaode asked.

Satan thought deeply and said, "No, beings like us, if we suddenly speak words we usually do not say easily, especially with emotion, then surely something must have happened..."

Wu Xiaode was stunned, he looked toward the Book of the Dead, only to see dark mists emerging from the sighing walls.

Typical Satan!

Wu Xiaode felt somewhat sentimental.

There was still much to learn from this veteran Demon God!

But now, what dangers are there?

"Just now... we were talking about Abraham," Wu Xiaode pondered.

"Yes, we were talking about him," Satan said.

"Could something have happened to Abraham?"

"No, he should be fine—look, here he comes."

Wu Xiaode followed Satan’s gaze toward the cell-dense outside.

A visibly invisible figure was descending the opposite stairs.

"Over here!" Satan waved.

—It turns out he could directly see Abraham, who was using Level 3 Invisibility Technique.

The invisible figure paused, then immediately walked toward them.

"Boss," Abraham said softly.

"Hmm, what level are you now?" Satan asked.

"Just hit Level 3, unlocked my second skill, finally a skill that can be used in combat," Abraham appeared and grumbled.

He glanced oddly at Wu Xiaode, wanting to speak but hesitated.

"Let me guess, your second skill must be Puppetry," Satan said.

"Boss is always right, you guessed correctly," Abraham grinned.

"Let’s go," Wu Xiaode said.

"Let’s go," Satan said.

"Go... where?" Abraham asked.

He looked at Wu Xiaode again.

Just as Satan was about to speak, a spirit light suddenly flashed through Wu Xiaode’s mind.

"Anywhere is fine, what do you suggest?" Wu Xiaode interjected quickly.

Upon hearing this, Satan seemed enlightened and dropped his gaze in silence.

Abraham examined Wu Xiaode, just about to speak, when he suddenly saw two figures emerging from around the corner upstairs.

One was a lovely lady dressed in a black silk mini skirt with twisted horns on her head and high heels on her feet.

The other was a burly man with dark skin, wearing a one-eyed eyepatch.

Enchanting Demon.

One-eyed Giant.

"Abraham," the Enchanting Demon cooed, "we just killed another you!"

"Is that so?" Abraham glanced at Wu Xiaode, then answered, "Do you know which parallel world he was from?"

"The fight was too quick, didn’t have time to ask," the One-eyed Giant buzzed.

"He seemed quite surprised when he saw us! So we killed him!"

Wu Xiaode and Satan’s expressions remained unchanged, but they were both shocked within.

Abraham was dead.

These Demon Gods came from another parallel world!

—The prison had placed Demon Gods from other parallel worlds in this prison!

"I was about to ask, who might you be?" Abraham stared at Wu Xiaode and asked.

"I am your guide and legal advisor."

Wu Xiaode looked straight into the eyes of this Abraham and spoke earnestly.

Two against three, not a good match.

Wu Xiaode thought for a moment, then pulled out the identity card and displayed it in front of the others.

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