Demon Game: I Have a Dice of Fate.

Chapter 1117 Uturu

The price of meeting the first president of the Salvation Society is to merge with [His Hell].

After hearing this, Jiumos fell into silence for a long time.

……

Of course, Jiumos was not afraid of merging into one with the [Hell of Transformation].

This is not because he is not afraid of life and death, but because he has become one with [Hell]. This is the fate that every "savior" cannot escape.

What Jiumos was worried about was the "Central Continent".

If he now merges with [Hell], who will save humanity?

After all, the new president has not been elected yet!

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"Jumosa, we can solve your worries!"

"The existence of us, the guild presidents, is a buffer!"

"We can prevent [Other Hell] from getting completely out of control, while also constantly eroding and tempting you!"

"Since you don't want to merge with us now, we can give you more time!"

……

Although Jiumos did not say it out loud, the hesitation in his heart was clearly seen by the presidents.

The presidents were quite considerate and came up with a solution that had the best of both worlds.

This plan was so much in line with what Jumaos wanted that he couldn't help but be tempted.

……

The solution proposed by the presidents was very simple, that was for Jiumos to sign a contract with [Hell] and sell his soul to the other party.

As a "discount", before the delivery date, Jiumosu will not suffer the backlash of [Hell].

Even so, Jiumos only had three years left.

But within these three years, he could use the power of [Hell] without any scruples to save the Central Continent.

……

Instinctively, Jumos knew that the "contract" could not be false.

This is not [Hehua Hell] "tricking" him.

Because in essence, this "contract" is the embodiment of the game between him and [His Words Hell].

……

For example, if there were no contract, Jiumos would most likely suffer several backlashes in the next ten years and completely lose himself.

During this process, the time that Jiumos was "awake" must have added up to more than three years.

……

But now, Jumos can connect those discontinuous times in the form of a "contract".

Although there will inevitably be losses, during this period of time, Jiumos will not suffer any backlash.

Rather than saying that this contract was proposed by successive presidents, it would be more accurate to say that it is a "reflection" of Jumos' own inner thoughts.

……

"Okay, I agree with this plan."

"Three years is enough!"

After some hesitation, Jiumos finally made up his mind.

Given the current situation in the Central Continent, if there is no plan to break the impasse, I'm afraid it may not last another three years.

As for three years later, it will be enough time for him to train a new successor.

……

"Hahaha, good good!"

"Jiumos, you are worthy of being the new generation's savior!"

"Welcome to the real [Hell]!"

Jiumos' choice was not unexpected by the presidents.

After all, in essence, we are all a family.

……

As Jiumos made his decision, the faces of the presidents changed one after another.

They actually transformed into the appearance of Kumos one by one.

All along, they were the ones who eroded and bewitched Jumos, but now it seemed as if Jumos was "eroding" them.

……

In fact, this is the truth.

As each president transformed into himself, Jiumos felt that his "perception" was constantly extending.

He was like climbing a ladder and constantly "falling" downwards.

Finally, Kumarajiva arrived at his "destination".

……

"Finally alive again."

"What a vivid world, but it's a pity that we can only see it briefly each time."

The headquarters of the Salvation Society, inside the main hall.

Jiumos disappeared completely, and in its place, there was a strange fruit tree.

If only time could go back, and someone could freeze each frame and examine it.

You will definitely find that it is the [Hell of Transformation] that has swallowed up Jumos and completely revealed its true form.

……

At this time, Jiumosi turned into a fruit that looked like a human embryo, hanging on the black branches of the fruit tree.

However, what was hanging on the fruit tree was not only Kumos, but also abundant fruits.

……

The manifestation of the strange fruit tree only lasted for a moment, and the next moment, the fruit tree withered and died.

However, all the fruits on the black branches collapsed at the moment the fruit tree died, and transformed into a human figure that appeared in the real world.

However, this human figure was not so stable.

Shadows emerged from his body, as if he was about to split apart completely.

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“I am Uturu and so are many others.”

"I can be anyone and anyone can be me!"

"But I am, after all, a member of the Great Soul Sect and the eternal savior of the Salvation Society!"

Inside the hall, the newly born figure kept mumbling to himself.

As he continued to "strengthen" himself, his body, which had been constantly changing, finally stabilized.

Eventually, the ghost images were firmly bound within the body.

Utulu, a member of the Soul Cult, appeared in the hall.

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"Hahaha, Utulu, we are finally free."

"Freedom, eat, eat, we want to devour more souls!"

"Revenge, revenge, the damned little thief Chen Qi, a mere brat, actually dared to humiliate us!"

"The dignity of the Soul Sect cannot be violated."

……

Although Utulu forcibly restrained these ghosts, they were like "outsiders" and kept making noise in Utulu's ears without any scruples.

These figures were actually members of other soul sects who had once merged with Uturu or were devoured by it.

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"Silence, silence!"

"Behave yourself, now is not the time for us to seek revenge!"

"No one is allowed to leave the hall!"

Utulu was unmoved by the noise of these double images.

However, when Utulu heard some of his own "selves" talking big and even trying to persuade him to leave the hall, he couldn't help it.

As he scolded, the shadows surrounding him began to disappear one after another, but there were still many stubborn figures who were reluctant to "go offline".

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"Everyone, don't act on impulse!"

"We finally managed to escape, you don't want to be locked up in a small dark room again and return to the underworld, do you?"

"The feeling of hunger is really maddening. I never want to experience it again."

Utulu seemed to be persuading the diehards, or he seemed to be muttering to himself.

Perhaps being locked up in the "little dark room" triggered bad memories from the past, and the originally restless ghosts immediately became quiet.

……

Uturu and these shadows are members of the Soul Cult.

In order to "stay alive", they hid in a secret weapon of the sect.

This secret weapon looks like just an ordinary stone wall, but its essence is the "ashes" left behind by a powerful being who failed to ascend to a higher dimension. …

Originally, Utulu and others did not plan to stay in the secret weapon for their entire lives.

As long as they improve themselves, they can return to the real world under the guidance of members of external sects.

……

However, what they did not expect was that the extremely powerful Soul Sect would be destroyed overnight.

The few remaining members also became stray dogs and were driven out of the Inner Ring World by the World Government.

As a result, the secret weapon containing Uturu and others was directly buried in the earth.

Until it was discovered by the Wang family of Langya Pavilion, it became the heirloom "Underworld Slab".

……

Later, this "Underworld Tablet" was given by the Wang family to the Imperial Viscount Chen Qi.

The Imperial Viscount is a man of great skill and courage, and he bravely ventures into the Soul Slate "alone".

After a fight, Wutulu and others fell into Chen Qi's trap and were completely suppressed.

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Chen Qi's method of suppressing Uturu and others was to use the power of higher dimensions to recreate a brand new [face].

Embers, or the essence of Soul Slate, is a unique falling state.

If the soul slate is cut into a number axis with length, width and height.

Then its [height] is decaying every moment.

The force generated by the decay, projected onto the [length] and [width], interweaves to form a surface.

That place is where the members of the Soul Cult of Uturu live.

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As a result, the Viscount of the Empire was more skilled, although he did not create a new "high".

However, the [length] and [width] were changed, which resulted in an update to the [surface].

Uturu and others who existed in the [surface] naturally became the pawns of the Imperial Viscount.

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Although due to the failure to master the [High], the Soul Slate was not completely refined by the Imperial Viscount.

But it is also enough to prevent Uturu and others who only exist on the [surface] from ever being able to turn over.

However, fate is so mysterious that it gave Utulu and others another chance.

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In order to break the alliance of the "Three Pillar Gods" and secure victory.

Chen Qi threw the soul-calming mirror transformed from the soul slate into the Boundless Kingdom, and it turned into the netherworld.

Members of the Soul Sect such as Utulu naturally became employees of the Imperial Viscount, or the first generation of underworld ferrymen.

Their job, naturally, is to help the Imperial Viscount recover the high-dimensional power.

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The copyright of the Little Underworld originally belonged to the Siren Civilization.

The recovery of the netherworld is related to the outcome of the battle between the four pillar gods.

No matter what the reason, the Sirens Ancestor would not tolerate the netherworld derived from the Boundless Kingdom falling into Chen Qi's hands.

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However, the underworld was evolved from the Soul-Calming Mirror, and Chen Qi had an absolute advantage.

Even though the Siren Ancestor had "version experience", he still couldn't defeat Chen Qi.

However, the ancestor of the siren was not completely incapable of accomplishing anything.

With His intervention, a small gap appeared in the Netherworld, and Utulu and others took the opportunity to escape.

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It’s a pity that Utulu and others still thought they were completely free.

It turned out that the ancestor of the sea monster was not a good person either. He directly "trapped" them to the central continent and turned it into [Hell].

The real body of [Hehua Hell] is Utulu and others who have transformed into the "innate spiritual roots" [Ginseng Fruit].

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"Everyone, although we have escaped from the netherworld."

"But it is nothing more than escaping from a small bottle into a large basin."

"The Boundless Country is really not a place to live. We must leave here!"

"Although the Siren Ancestor is not a good person, the little heretic of the Wisdom Sect deserves to die."

……

Utulu, who briefly convinced many of his double images, looked around the hall with nostalgia.

Back then, they were just a little bit away from having all of this become their legacy.

Unfortunately, a rock fell from the sky and directly woke up the first president of the Salvation Society.

It was because they were almost scared to death by the stone that they lay dormant for such a long time.

But now, the time is almost ripe again.

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The Boundless Kingdom was created by the Four Pillar Gods.

Although Utulu and his men thought highly of themselves, they had to admit it.

If one wants to leave the Boundless Kingdom, one can only seek help from one of the Four Pillar Gods.

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[Human Ancestor], or the Imperial Viscount Chen Qi, was naturally excluded by them first.

The hatred between the two sides is too deep to be resolved.

For the Soul Sect, Chen Qi, a little bastard from the Wisdom Sect, is absolutely unforgivable.

As for the Viscount of the Empire, no worker ever dared to be lazy and run away under his nose.

If he doesn't kill the chicken to scare the monkeys and serve as a warning to others, how can he be a boss in the future?

……

The second person Uturu and his companions eliminated was Zeami.

Uturu and others who came from the Soul Sect knew something about the details of the ancient people.

Those of them with "innate spiritual roots" hate dealing with ancient people the most.

Because among these ten guys, maybe some don’t like to eat people.

But they definitely like to eat [Ginseng Fruit].

If possible, Uturu and the others didn't want to have anything to do with Zeami at all.

……

As for the third one who was excluded, it was [Immortal Ancestor].

Because of his background, Uturu and others also knew something about it.

[Immortal Ancestor] may not have much appetite for these [Ginseng Fruits], but he will definitely use their "innate spiritual roots" to "decorate" the world.

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On the contrary, the ancestor of the sirens, although he is a foreign race, has no conflict with their soul sect.

After the soul point of the Siren civilization falls to [Scale 0], it is most afraid of being contaminated.

In order to maintain the purity of their own souls, they dare not even devour the shadow of the soul, let alone the "innate spiritual roots".

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Of course, the above are just some of the Sirens' exaggerated statements.

In fact, the truth is very simple. The Siren civilization has lost the ability to devour souls.

After all, they only have [Scale 0].

Therefore, for Utulu and others, the Siren Ancestor is the most "harmless" among the four gods.

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What's more, their soul sect has some connections with the Siren civilization.

Otherwise, how could the Soul Slate evolve into the netherworld in the Boundless Kingdom?

Because in principle, the secret weapon where Utulu and others are hiding is really similar to the small underworld established by the Siren civilization to forcibly intercept the shadow of the soul.

The Soul Sect itself would feel a little unconfident if it said that it had not drawn any lessons or learned from the Siren civilization.

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"I sensed the presence of the Sirens entering the arena. It looks like the final battle is about to begin."

"No hurry, no hurry, now is not the time for me to show up yet!"

Utulu took a last, nostalgic look at the hall.

The next moment, the shadows on his body began to disappear one by one.

Not only that, his own appearance is also changing.

It was just a trance, and Utulu had completely disappeared.

Instead, it was Jumos who opened his eyes in confusion.

(End of this chapter)