The strong wind came, and Geno raised his hand to resist, but when he opened his eyes, he found that Shiville and Riven could not resist the dark red wind pressure and were swept into the soul well.

"Siville! Riven!"

Geno flew out and reached out to save them, but Svein's giant wings flapped in front of him, his figure blurred. The next moment he appeared in front of Geno. The demonic hand pressed against his chest and pushed him into the huge well.

His goal has always been Jenno.

"No!" Lefran looked at the sudden incident and opened his eyes wide in shock, as if the black tears were coming alive.

"Svein, are you crazy?" She shouted at Svein, but she looked at the darkness flowing in Svein's eyes, and Mord Caesar's shadow overlapped on him.

"Everyone must surrender to the king of life and death." Svein whispered to the giant well.

Then she kept silent because she knew that nothing was useful to say now.

A burst of bubbles came into my ears, and the miasma formed by the blue-green convergence of the soul well began to boil violently. The seals of the two worlds were melting, and the final kingdom was coming!

Lefran was extremely frightened, but she had to make a choice now.

She knew Mordecais’ weaknesses, and Geno was worthy of her bet. If Geno helps Geno, it seems that there is still a possibility of defeating Mordecais, although the opportunity is not enough...

"Now, is Levlan going to be enslaved forever? Or is he going to fight to the death to seek freedom?"

"It's time to make a choice, Levlan!"

She smiled bitterly, and finally remembered that she had died once, so why are you afraid of dying again?

What is even more terrifying than death is endless slavery!

So, Levlan, who was standing at the edge of the soul well, took a step forward, opened her arms, and threw herself into the arms of death.

It's like a moth to a flame.

...

After death, the world is filled with dark clouds, bad waters, physical body is demolished, and soul withering and disappearing.

But Mordecais refused to withdraw!

For thousands of years, he has built his fortress in the endless wasteland. The kingdom he forged himself is spreading in front of his eyes, and every stone under his feet is from his hands. Battlements and barriers are also shaped by cruel magic and the will of steel.

Mitnarachen's underworld was finally built.

Once empty, Mordecaesar created his own world a kingdom where all souls will always occupy and never dissipate.

...

Falling into the deep well, Geno did not feel any addiction.

When he opened his eyes, he found that half of his body was buried in rough gravel.

The cruising sand and gravel formed an endless wasteland, shrouded in black mist. There were chaotic voices coming from afar, but they were so weak that they could not hear the words.

"Familiar black fog, strange Ou Chen's words." Geno knew it very well.

He stood up from the gravel and looked at the shadows of the green ghosts in the distance, as well as the huge and dark fortress.

He subconsciously pinched his arm, and his flesh and blood remained. Then he realized that he was in the underworld and had to find a way to save himself. Mordecais would definitely kill him regardless of everything and use his flesh and blood to open the door to the underworld and return to the world.

By the way, Riven and Shiville also fell down. He not only wanted to save himself, but also save people.

"Tam Tam!" Geno tried to summon the river lord Tamkenchi, but received no response.

There is no need to try the Bandel portal, there will be no portal connected to the afterlife world.

Geno was ready for a fierce battle, so he ordered Hex:

"Heks, you also know how steep our situation is. I will immediately analyze Ou Chen's language with all my might, which will be of great help to us understand this field."

"yes, sir! You find signs of life in your 1st and 12nd o'clock directions, and they are rapidly disappearing."

"Yeah, thank you."

Geno immediately ran away and found the unconscious Shiville and Riven according to Hex's instructions. The world after death is the forbidden place for living people, and the ubiquitous black fog is sucking away their souls.

Geno immediately took out the Spring of Life and dispersed the black fog. These black fogs were almost the same as the black fog on the Shadow Island, but they were empty and did not have the will of the dead, but they were exactly the same for the malice towards the living.

The spring water was put into two small crystal bottles, taken orally, and the remaining ones were stuffed into the chest to protect themselves.

While waiting for the two to wake up, a figure appeared from the black fog and walked into Geno's vision.

Geno looked at the visitor vigilantly and couldn't help asking, "Why are you here too? Svein didn't even let you go?"

"Whether you believe it or not, I volunteered to help you. I have some understanding of Mordecaisar's weaknesses." Lephlan approached with a cane and kept a certain distance. She knew that what she did made it difficult for others to believe in her, but this time she wanted to help Geno out of her sincere desire.

Geno looked at her coldly. He did not trust Leflan, but in this situation, it would be better if there was one more person.

Seeing that Geno didn't say a word, Lefran sighed and prepared to leave him and act alone.

But at this moment, a small crystal bottle was thrown over, and Leflan subconsciously caught the bottle, followed by Geno's temptation.

"Do you want a bottle of fountain of life?"

Hearing the four words "Fountain of Life", Levlan's pale face turned paler. She was so frightened that she shook her hand and threw away the small bottle. Instead, she asked Geno angrily: "You know that I am a dead person, but you still throw this undead poison to me!"

Lefran had to be angry because Jeno's actions constituted murder.

She wanted to help him, but he wanted to kill her!

But the next sentence of Geno made her angry.

"I just want to see if you are still fooling me with your fake body."

"Now you can confirm, right?" Leflan gasped coldly, feeling scared.

"No, you didn't even get stuck in the Fountain of Life just now."

Geno walked over and picked up the bottle, while Lefran stepped back and kept keeping a distance.

"Then how do I win your trust?"

"Just shake a hand," Geno said casually, but he was serious.

"..." Lefran's curse was so depressed that he couldn't say it in his chest, and finally he could only grit his teeth and stretch out a pale and slender arm.

She knew what Geno wanted to do, so she could only accept it. Anyway, she had been used to oppression at Mordecaisar, and this would not be more serious than the persecution she received from Mordecaisar.

Seeing this, Geno naturally stretched out his left hand and held it over.

He didn't want to touch palms or something. Levlan's palms were cold, but the black magic flowed in it.

If it is a fake body, then a certain amount of magic power will dissipate after being extracted, which can be used to verify the authenticity.

The magic began to draw, and Lefran showed a humiliating expression.
Chapter completed!