Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 483 - 324: The Endless Night (Part 5)

Chapter 483: Chapter 324: The Endless Night (Part 5)

Ails stepped out of the portal, and feeling rather flush recently, casually tossed a Dwarven gold coin to the junior Mage beside the portal—Dwarven gold coins are always so substantial.

The junior Mage caught the gold coin with great joy—in this place, he didn’t need to concern himself with the identities of those passing through the door; in this great neutral territory, everyone had to show some courtesy to that lady.

Ails noticed a ripple coming from the portal behind him, a fluctuation that typically indicated a Legendary creature was passing through the subspace between portals.

Extremely powerful.

Ails stepped aside, curious to see what would emerge.

Then, a diminutive Undead squeezed out.

The potent Spiritual Energy almost plastered Ails against the wall. Observing the pitch-black humanoid figure, witnessing the pure white soul flame in its eye sockets, Ails tried to appear even more humble—this was a rising overlord from the Realm of the Undead, the fifth Evil God. Considering it had restrained its power after passing through, it was likely a doppelganger, but even so, it wasn’t a being Ails could look upon directly.

It was said that this entity had just burned a Nagoth’s world... Yes, that kind of burning. The entire planet was enveloped in sacred Spiritual Energy, and all Chaotic Believers were purified.

Now, it was rumored to be its territory. The major Evil Gods remained silent, and their underlings dared not make a sound. A few reckless fools had tried to reach for the stars but became torches in subspace—according to the Wizards, the souls of those fools had lit up a small part of subspace.

It looked around and first noticed the junior Mage sitting on the ground. A smiley face symbol appeared on the pitch-black figure’s face, and it tossed out a gold coin, pure white and blindingly bright to Ails’s eyes—that was a Chaos soul golden cake.

In the Land of the Dead, such an item was the hardest currency of them all, for those who crafted these golden cakes were typically no less powerful than Princes.

The junior Mage caught the gold coin, weighed it, confirmed its heft, and then summoned his courage, "Sir, where might you be headed?"

·I’m here to meet a few individuals.

After saying this, it then noticed Ails.

Ails bent his waist so much he was close to bowing his head off.

·I smell Malin on you.

At first, Ails panicked—done for. You have a grudge against Malin, and now I’m a dead man?

Then he raised his head and saw its ’smile’. In the blink of an eye, Ails nodded, "Yes, respected one, your omniscience and might make me tremble."

·Next time you see Malin, tell him if he encounters one named Connawar who serves under that fat corpse, and if he’s strong enough, to kill him for me.

Ails was stunned— "Could you repeat that?"

·Kill the Great Demon Connawar of Nagoth. His world has been purified by me. That guy fled and was badly injured, so you might manage it too.

Hearing this, the entity walked towards the hall’s main door.

I could manage it too?

Ails fell silent for a moment, deciding to treat this message as a joke—what a joke; how could he, a Legendary Lich, fight a Great Demon, even if it had lost its world?

As he pondered this, Ails caught the object the entity threw to him.

Opening his hand, Ails saw half a golden cake.

·Half of its soul is in my possession. Malin must need your services, so consider it your down payment. Do a good job for him, or next time I’ll burn your world down.

Ails felt like he had heard a joke—his world was secured with three layers of mystery locks, and now, you... Ails looked at the piece of Mowish Paper Money tossed to him, along with the coordinates on it. Ultimately, with a sour expression, he shoved it into his mouth.

Next time I come to eat, I should just use my skeletal form, Mowish family’s paper money is unbearably tough on the stomach.

Watching the entity leave, Ails bit into the half golden cake again.

The taste... no, the quality was good.

Just as he was about to leave the hall, Ails noticed another ripple in the portal.

Feeling like his luck was off today, the Lich had no choice but to lean against the wall once more.

Then he saw the young man emerging from the portal—a very ordinary young man with black hair and a naturally warm smile.

Ails instinctively knew that this was a regular young man, but looking at the completely indistinct, pure white figure before him, Ails endeavored to make himself less noticeable—Mr. Nameless, the new sovereign of the sacred divine lineage, was still the brightest presence today.

·Ails, you’re here.

Like a neighborly elder brother, he saw Ails right away and waved at him.

Despite not being able to discern his facial features, Ails’s senses desperately told him that this person was smiling, that he had a beautiful smile, even though he was just a very ordinary young man.

Having never seen a seemingly ordinary young man with such a beautiful smile, Ails humbly nodded in his heart, "Hello."

·Have you prepared for Master Malin’s assignment?

"I have made every preparation." Ails nodded vigorously—you can count on me; if I can mess this up, I might as well stop mixing in the Realm of the Undead and just reincarnate as a fart spirit in some world.

·Then I’m counting on you.

Ails’s senses told him that the brotherly figure nodded at him with a reassuring smile, trusting that Ails was reliable.

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