Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 3911 You're unlikely to see the legs

Underworld.

The black cat Bastet walked with perfect cat steps, its long tail held high, gracefully making its way to the throne. Finally, it leaped down beside the throne, landing on the black-clad noblewoman's lap, patting the perfect elasticity with its paws before settling into a comfortable position.

The lady in the black dress stroked the glossy black cat, then scratched its chin, showing no sympathy for Ye Lin, who had been beaten to death by the squinty-eyed man, and felt that he deserved it.

"She still didn't go all out."

I eavesdropped for a while, but didn't get any key information. All I knew was that Bastet, the black cat who was being beaten in the Night Forest, had deep regret in his eyes. Why didn't he really kill this pervert?

Bastet is still a little angry that Bastet picked him up as soon as they met to check if he was a male or female cat, and he keeps wanting to scratch him.

"She beat me to death, isn't that considered ruthless..." Ye Lin silently defended himself, but out of guilt and feeling guilty, he didn't dare to mutter it out loud.

After all, this was a tacit understanding that allowed Remy to vent her anger. Ye Lin, who was at the half-step creation level, could not possibly be killed by Remy with a single slap. Moreover, she did not require herself to take any defensive measures like Venus did.

However, in order to retaliate against Remy for touching his head and let her vent her anger, Ye Lin temporarily created the appearance of being slapped to death. His method was so ingenious that it even deceived the basic rules of the underworld.

The woman in the black dress had deep, enigmatic eyes that seemed to connect with the infinite, as if she understood his innermost thoughts. She gently pinched the black cat's nape and smiled faintly:

“The power of death is now with Remy. If she really uses her power, you will suffer a huge loss no matter what.”

"Hmm, that's true..." Ye Lin subconsciously raised his hand and touched his head.

The power of death, a pure and deadly ability, doesn't care about clones or substitutes; it goes straight to the source. Moreover, the power of death is one-third of the Creation Realm, which poses a fatal danger to him. So, he was indeed touched on the head by the Grim Reaper.

If squinty-eyed had hardened his heart back then and used his power of death to kill this rebellious son, he might have really closed his eyes in death.

The lady in the black dress shook her head slightly, reminding him:
"Many religious followers and believers in primitive faiths don't even have the right to see her face. You, on the other hand, are always jumping around in her minefield. You're bound to get a beating sooner or later."

Even the equally noble primordial gods showed great respect to Remi, because she was a rare dual-powered god with unfathomable combat strength and a proven track record of killing gods.

"She's the kind of person who's easily swayed by both soft and hard approaches, so you did the right thing by asking her out on a date."

"This matter is almost settled now. You are closer than before, so make the most of it. She is willing to find a way to integrate the three powers, although it's not entirely for your sake, but you are partly responsible for it."

Ye Lin nodded humbly and listened attentively. Then he asked about another matter, saying, "Lady, the tearing of power can have serious aftereffects. What do you think? Is there anything I can do to help?"

Tearing apart power can easily tear off a piece of your own soul.

Now the Black-Dressed Lady only possesses the power of darkness. Ye Lin reasonably believes that if the power of decay had not been seized by Shub Nicholas, given that decay is an inevitable process leading to death, the Lady should have accepted the power of decay and continued to maintain the dual-powered goddess status.

In other words, these goddesses may have started manipulating the exchange of powers after they became aware of the composition of the primordial order of life, death, and wisdom.

The noblewoman in the black dress hummed in agreement and calmly replied, "Tearing power will have aftereffects, but for those in the divine realm, these negative effects can be mitigated."

"Moreover, the right to life has always been in Remy's hands, and with its help, neither Nimer nor I have been negatively affected."

Upon hearing this explanation, Ye Lin tapped his forehead with his finger, suddenly realizing something but then feeling slightly speechless, and said:
"Even gods have to bear some of the effects of their power being torn apart, but the three of you have managed to exploit a bug using your life power..."

Who knows, at some point, the black-dressed noblewoman's thorn crown will display an eye symbol, representing wisdom. Three goddesses, five primordial powers—she can play around with them as she pleases.

In comparison, things are much simpler for the elemental goddess Pushia. Although the invincible beauty Nyarli wanted to compete with her for spacetime quality, she also knew that the probability of her defeating Pushia as an Outer God was very small. It would be better to try to get the absolute order from her "mother" Azathoth.

No primordial being currently possesses the power of both paths simultaneously.

Therefore, the three fundamental powers have always been in Pushia's hands, meaning that no one is fighting over them or grabbing them; they are all hers.

The noblewoman in the black dress smiled noncommittally. Because life, death, and wisdom can combine to form a primordial personhood, the three of them, who originally each possessed one, all had a very high compatibility with the three powers.

"The power of decay has fallen into the hands of Shub Nicholas." The noblewoman in the black dress inquired about this matter. Normally, it would be best if the power of decay were in the hands of someone who controls the power of the Crimson Abyss.

The birth of life cannot be accompanied by the process of decay.

Her sudden question indicated that she had already learned the general information from Mavis. What she wanted to know was how Shub Nicholas could be compatible with the power of decay, which was rather illogical.

"Yes, she sought help from her mother, one of the original Outer Gods, 'Darkness,' whose power shares the same name and has extremely similar attributes as yours. Her peak combat strength is estimated to be no less than yours."

"As for the specific method..." Ye Lin recalled, "It seems to be about creating a buffer between the power of the Crimson Abyss and the power of decay, and darkness helped her achieve this process."

The divine realm is a forbidden area, containing many possibilities. The outer gods are known for their strangeness, so neither Ye Lin nor the noblewoman in the black dress were particularly surprised that they found a way to resolve it.

"At that time, I was outside the realm, surrounded by primordial gods, and even wandered on the outskirts of the Chaos Royal Court. I was watched and talked to by Azathoth, but I failed to regain the power of decay."

The lady in the black dress smiled slightly, reasonably suspecting he had a hint of showing off, so she automatically ignored his comparison of combat strength and said:
"It's alright. The power of decay is not something I need, and you have no obligation to help me get it back. You went out to achieve your own goals, and it's enough that you succeeded."

She designed a chain of decaying and death powers to warn the Outer Gods, and her purpose has been achieved; the cost of losing a portion of the decaying power was worthwhile.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lin later went to the outer universe and established a more stable relationship with the Three Pillar Gods, which continued to play a more effective role in her achievements.

At present, it can be said that apart from some extremists among the Outer Gods, the threat from the outer universe can be temporarily put to rest.

Ye Lin still looked regretful, and said in a voice that seemed to be his own muttering, but was just loud enough for the lady in the black dress to hear:
"If we could regain the power of decline, it might be worth one or two dowries."

The black-dressed lady, no longer reacting to this level of flirting, continued stroking her cat with remarkable composure, and said:

"Go back. I won't treat your leg if you stay here. Of course, if you have friends in the underworld, you can visit them."

Ye Lin didn't move, his eyes fixed intently on the woman in the black dress, and the pair of perfect long legs hidden by the long dress. He smiled and invited her:

"We haven't really gone on a proper date yet, have we?" Bastet, who was comfortably nestled on the goddess's lap, suddenly widened his cat-like eyes and glared at Ye Lin with great hostility. I know what you're up to. Men's date invitations often have impure motives, especially someone like you.

"We haven't been on a date yet. I'm going to groom Bastet now. I'll consider it when I have time." The lady in the black dress produced a black jade comb and told Ye Lin not to wave it in front of her.

Remy didn't have the heart to use his death powers. He knew you weren't dead, so he was just giving you a lesson. So you should go back to where you were supposed to go.

After leaving the black-dressed noblewoman's palace, Ye Lin thought for a while but did not return to the mortal world immediately. You Xia, who often came to the underworld to cultivate, no longer needed to come, and the Death Knight Gal was also not there, so he really didn't have many friends in the underworld.

In the Crimson Inferno, fire rained down from the sky, lava cracked in the earth, and the air was thick with the pungent smell of sulfur and blood. A tall, imposing figure was bound by several chains and was being tortured. His face showed some pain, but there was no fear or regret in his eyes. Even in the Crimson Inferno, he maintained a high level of composure.

"Kazan, you've been moved to another prison."

Hearing someone call his name with a hint of amusement, the First Demon God Kazan slowly opened his crimson eyes, momentarily losing focus before fixing them on Ye Lin.

"It's you...you're dead...?"

Ye Lin and Kazan didn't have a close relationship; they were just acquaintances, much less close than Ye Lin and Gig. However, this didn't stop him from admiring the strongest warrior in the history of the Perus Empire, a powerful figure who dared to face the Mad Dragon Hess head-on.

“No, you’re not dead.” Kazan shook his head slightly, seeing that Ye Lin now had a complete physical body and showed no signs of death.

"Do you regret it?" Ye Lin asked.

Towards the end of the Second Dark War, Kazan, in order to help Ozma, did not hesitate to manifest a demonic form and illegally use the power of the underworld, affecting the real world, and was punished by the noblewoman.

It was already a mercy from the noblewoman and Caron that they weren't pinned to death on the spot.

“I don’t regret helping Ozma, but it was definitely irrational of me to do it back then.” Kazan’s voice was deep, and sparks flew out of his mouth as he spoke. His soul was also tainted by purgatory, burning on the outside and boiling on the inside.

After calming down, he considered many things. If it weren't for Ye Lin and others doing their best to stop him and clean up the mess, the Arad continent would have been swept away by the power of the underworld, and many innocent people would have died suddenly.

For a hero who once protected the peace of the Arad continent, his actions were against his conscience and were very wrong.

He bears immense guilt and is being punished in many places in the underworld, which he deserves.

Ye Lin waved his hand and broke the chains binding Kazan. The noblewoman in the black dress had just said that he could see his friends. It was an implication that there were deceased people from the Arad Continent still in the underworld, and it wouldn't hurt for him to go and see them.

At the instant the chains broke, every swordsman on the continent of Arad who used the power of the Ghost Hand was surprised to find that their strength attribute had been enhanced.

The First Ghost God has returned.

The latter stood still for a long time before clenching his fist, a surge of madness rising within him, and said:

"I never imagined you'd become this powerful."

The fact that Ye Lin could casually enter the underworld with his own flesh and blood and break the underworld's chains with a wave of his hand was enough to prove that Ye Lin's power far exceeded his imagination.

Ye Lin didn't discuss this topic, but asked, "Because of the origin of the Apostles, I will go to see Ozma. Do you want to go? Of course, his condition may be rather... minor."

When Ozma died in a state of "good," Ye Lin asked his mother-in-law, Nimmel, to purify his and Liz's souls so that they could be reborn in an unknown civilized world, far away from the continent of Arad. They would probably be several years old by now.

The identity of the apostle may still be inherited by him, who is destined by fate.

After Kazan nodded in agreement, Ye Lin prepared to leave Crimson Purgatory and first go see Saya, the Frost Demon God, whom he had met a few times before.

Suddenly, Ye Lin saw a figure in the depths of Purgatory, wearing armor and even taller than Kazan, being tortured in Purgatory, just like him, being burned on the outside and boiled on the inside, his body turning red. His appearance looked somewhat familiar.

"Polodin?" Ye Lin's tone was slightly strange, as if he were an ancient monarch who tried to flatter a noblewoman in a black dress but ended up slapping the horse's leg instead.

Hearing the commotion, the darkness beneath the helmet opened a pair of terrifying eyes, unleashing a ferocious aura no less powerful than Kazan's. The crimson inferno trembled violently, and the chains tightened, forcibly binding it.

If Kazan's actions can be described as "attempted murder," then Borodin was a ruthless murderous tyrant, bathed in blood, waging wars indiscriminately under the banner of faith in Ulsil, causing countless deaths in his merciless wars, and ultimately sinking his million-strong army, which became the ruins of the king.

She believed that causing death would win God's favor, but the lady in the black dress always valued the balance between life and death and abhorred unnatural deaths.

"My God, how long will the trials you have placed upon me last?" Borodin uttered with devout faith.

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On a planet very far from the continent of Arad, where the civilization is also based on swords and magic, Night Forest and Kazan descended.

He had already scanned the area; the strongest being on this planet was only at the legendary level.

Within the territory of a certain kingdom, in a remote place, dozens of kilometers away from the city, a place that could only be called a village or town.

Kazan, clad in dark armor, his long hair tied back, his eyes like those of a ferocious beast, exuding a murderous aura, held a jug of strong liquor in his hand, staring at two adjacent neighboring houses.

Thanks to Ye Lin's help, he was able to have a physical body in the present world.

The two families were neither wealthy nor poor, and they had an excellent relationship, even closer than blood relatives.

Coincidentally, the women from both families gave birth to a boy and a girl on the same day and in the same year. The parents were overjoyed and, after discussing it, immediately arranged a marriage between the children.

The two children are now several years old, cute, speak clearly, are intelligent, and are very healthy.

“This is exactly the life he wants,” Kazan said, downing a shot of strong liquor.
"It has to be him. He's just a child now, living a stable life."

“It doesn’t have to be him, but he’s the most suitable. If we lose in the end, all talk of a stable life will just be empty words,” Ye Lin said.

(End of this chapter)