Dilong

In front of the Elf God, the Goddess of Life looked worried.

"What about you? Why don't you just come with us? The Great Circle is in turmoil right now. It's a good time to leave."

The Elf God shook his head.

"No, I'm needed here."

"And I can't give up the Great Circle. Even if I die here in the end, it will be a good destination for me."

After a pause, the Elf Lord looked at his partner and said in a deep voice: "Don't say anything like stay with me. The Elf God System needs a high-level leader. Our descendants and people cannot do without you."

The goddess of life opened her mouth to speak, but stopped herself.

In the end, it all turned into a sigh and a gentle hug.

"I will wait for your triumphant return in the country of Afand."

The Elf Lord nodded heavily: "Yes, I will."

Soon, the Elf God separated from his companions, left his country and home, and went to the next plane.

There are many planes in the Great Circle, and it is difficult to count all the planes, big and small, but there are only a few planes that are famous, large in scale, and worthy of attention. As the authority of the kings of the planes is seized one by one, the number of planes to choose from gradually decreases.

The choice of the Elf God is the Gray Wilderness.

He didn't know yet that the Platinum Dragon God and the Immortal Dragon Queen had also set their sights on the Gray Wasteland.

But even if I encounter it, I won’t be surprised.

The number of planes available for selection is gradually decreasing, and the probability of the two sides meeting is increasing.

Exile to the abyss.

Saga looked at the giant dragon in front of him, which had a bright red armor like gemstones, covered with golden threads, and exuded a dangerous and charming aura, and whispered its name: "Ekaterina."

Ekaterina snorted coldly and turned her head away.

Almost as soon as Saga returned to the Great Circle, Ekaterina sensed something based on the blood bond between the two, and happily waited for Saga to come find her. However, as time passed, she still couldn't see this guy, and her joy turned into a little annoyance.

"My dear sister, what happened? Did some fool make you angry?"

Saga came over with a playful smile and said.

"It's the stupid dragon in front of me." Ekaterina said coldly.

"There is no stupid dragon in front of you. There is only me, a man of great talent and wisdom, who is amazing and brilliant, and you love me so much." Saga knew that his dragon sister would only respond to soft words, so he continued in a soft voice, "Every time I go out on an adventure and encounter danger, I always think of you first."

"It is also for the sake of being able to return to the Great Circle and see my dear Sister Long again that I can repeatedly turn defeat into victory and turn danger into safety when facing powerful enemies."

Ekaterina appears to be cold and stiff.

But Saga, who was familiar with her, knew that his Dragon Sister should not be too easy to please.

But in fact, only Saga is easy to coax. No matter what the others say, it won’t work.

After hearing Saga's gentle words, the indifference on Yekaterina Dragon's face melted like ice and snow. Feeling the strong breath coming from the golden dragon, her eyes gradually became bright and bright, her body temperature gradually rose, and the atmosphere around her quickly became hot.

Dragons have strong desires.

And after not seeing each other for a long time, it was like dry firewood and raging fire.

Ekaterina spread her dragon wings and prepared to pounce, ready to knock Saga down directly.

At this moment, Saga stopped her movements, leaned his head close to her ear and whispered, "My dear Sister Long, please continue to be as cold as an iceberg. I like it this way."

Not long after, the violent tremors in the Palace of the Queen of Hell stopped.

It’s not that Saga is no longer capable, it’s just that time is tight and there’s not much space or time left for enjoyment.

Lying beside the golden dragon, with her head resting on its tail inlaid with golden dragon scales, Ekaterina whispered, "Is it the Nine-Faced Dragon God that has been making you nervous and wary since you came back from the Burning Hell?"

The information about Exile Abyss is not completely blocked.

The news that the Nine-Faced Dragon God had revived and defeated the Demon King with one move, and was revered as the God King by the gods of Mount Paradise, also reached the Exile Abyss not long ago.

"Yes." Saga nodded.

"Why? The Nine-Faced Dragon God should like you very much." Ekaterina, who didn't understand the truth, was a little confused.

Saga sighed, and then told Ekaterina the details of the changes in the Nine-Faced Dragon God.

"So that's it."

The voice paused for a moment, and Ekaterina said righteously: "The ancestor plutonium dragon died at the hands of the Nine-Faced Dragon God. I accepted its inheritance, and I should also inherit its grievances. I will avenge it and be the enemy of the Nine-Faced Dragon God by any means necessary."

It's obviously because of me, why are you still talking about the grudge with the original plutonium dragon? Do you care about a dead plutonium dragon?

What's the relationship between you and me? Why are you still being so hesitant?

Saga shook his head slightly at his sister Long's tsundereness, but did not expose her thoughts.

"If you want to deal with the Nine-Faced Dragon God, you must not confront it head-on at this stage."

Saga said seriously: "I came to the Exile Abyss to become the king of the plane. Before that, I had already taken over the Mechanical Realm and the Shura Field. It was because of these things that I didn't have time to find you in the first place."

"The King of Planes?" Ekaterina raised her head slightly: "As for me, I should be able to do it too."

She said proudly, "I have lived in the Exiled Abyss for many years. Countless creatures in the Exiled Abyss know my reputation as the Queen of the Abyss. They are afraid of me, regard me as their leader, and respect me as their master. The king of this plane should be none other than me."

Saga cruelly broke Ekaterina's delusion and said, "Don't think about it."

"Although each plane is different, at least one must be at the 19th level of the Quasi-Godhood to be eligible to compete for the King of the Planes."

Looking at Ekaterina, Saga pondered and estimated: "You are also a quasi-high-level life form now, not weak, but you are still a little far from the quasi-godhood level 19."

Ekaterina didn't like to hear such truth.

But since it was Saga, she suppressed her bad temper and just snorted in displeasure.

Seeing Ekaterina's unhappy expression, Saga changed the subject and said with a smile: "If I become the king of the plane, the authority of the Exiled Abyss Plane will be fully yours according to my will. When you are strong enough to bear the throne, it will be no problem to directly give you the position of the king of the Exiled Abyss Plane."

Yekaterina's dragon face was calm and composed, but the tail behind her began to sway quietly.

She stood up, sat upright on the ground, and after a moment of hesitation, said, "In that case, I will help you once more."

"I have heard a little bit about the method of becoming the King of the Exiled Abyss, but I have never tried it, and I am not completely sure whether it is true or not."

"tell me the story."

Saga went to find Ekaterina as soon as he arrived at the Exile Abyss. One reason was to reminisce about the past, and the other was because Ekaterina had been in the Exile Abyss for many years and knew the situation in the Exile Abyss better than Saga. Although he had the props given by the Goddess of Magic that could lock the will of the plane, this was not something that could be achieved overnight and it took time. If there were other methods, they would definitely be given priority.

Ekaterina considered her words and said slowly:
"The fourth level of the Exile Abyss, the deepest part of the Death Hell."

"It contains a cage that even high-level gods find difficult to break through, and it contains all the power of sealing, exiling and imprisoning in the Exile Abyss."

"As long as you voluntarily step into it and can break out safely, you will be recognized by the Exile Abyss."

Saga was thoughtful. Although he had never been there, he knew about the Hell of the Dead.

The levels of the Exile Abyss are basically composed of one spherical world after another, and the Death Hell level is no exception. The only difference between the Death Hell level and other levels is that it only has one cage, a spherical world.

Normal life simply cannot survive in the Death Hell layer.

It is filled with absolute low temperature and dense negative energy, and basically only undead creatures exist there.

"I don't know the exact location of the Death Cage."

Yekaterina said: "However, there is a god who has lived in the Death Hell for countless years. He may know more information."

"Naraku, the God of Death." said Saga.

Just as there are many copies of the authority of the sun, held in the hands of different gods, there is also more than one copy of the authority of death.

Before the birth of the God of Death Karl, the most numerous and the strongest of them were in the hands of the Lord of the End of All Things, followed by the God of Death Naraku, who was about the same as the current God of Death Karl.

Naraku, the god of death, is also known as the enemy of good, the hater of life, the messenger of darkness, the king of gloom, and the reaper of flesh and blood.

This god of death may like solitude and seclusion, but more gods speculate that he is worried that the Lord of the End of All Things will seize power from him, so he has been staying in the Death Hell.

"Naraku hates all life and loves dying things. He hides in the hell layer with countless skeletons and hungry ghosts. He is a disgusting guy."

Ye Karina said.

Compared with the Lord of the End of All Things, although the God of Death Naraku is weak, his character is purer and he is more like the God of Death in people's traditional perception.

In Naraku's eyes, all living creatures are a great insult to him. On the contrary, all dying lives shine with blue-black sparks of joy, which make him extremely happy.

However, his bad temper could not increase his weight in Saga's heart.

"Just a minor character, go and ask about the situation."

The golden dragon raised its chin and spoke calmly.

He is not a brutal and murderous demon. If the god of death is wise enough and gives a response that satisfies Saga, he will certainly not attack him. But if he cannot see the situation clearly, Saga does not mind achieving the achievement of a god of death killer.

The hell layer of death.

Saga came here with Ekaterina.

This is the coldest and innermost level of the Casserly Exile Abyss.

Wherever Saga looked, a dark blue cold color filled every inch of space, emitting an extremely cold breath. Ice crystals were born with a crackling sound almost every moment, covering the surface of the space, which was very dangerous.

However, no matter how the coldness here extended, it stopped abruptly when it approached the two giant dragons and could not move forward an inch.

Saga closed his eyes slightly, and the force field perception instantly expanded, sweeping across the Death Hell layer inch by inch.

Soon, he opened his eyes again and looked at Ekaterina.

"Found it. It's a city located in the Death Hell Layer. It's the territory of the God of Death, Naraku."

The two set out together and disappeared from where they came from.

The next moment, they arrived at the City of Death.

This is a city that is completely dark blue in color, as if it was carved out of ice crystals. The aura of cold, death, and darkness is everywhere, and traces of undead creatures can be seen everywhere inside and outside the city.

With the arrival of the two giant dragons, their dragon wings spread out in the sky above the City of Death, covering the sky.

The undead creatures became extremely agitated.

Naraku, the god of death who lives in the City of the Dead, also sensed the arrival of the uninvited guest at the first moment.

call!
A breath of death rose up like a storm, and the introverted body collapsed into a thin and tall figure.

The breeze blew up the pure black robe, revealing the rusty red bones underneath.

Saga looked intently.

The appearance and posture of the God of Death, Naraku, looks like a rusty red skeleton wearing a robe, holding a sickle-like divine weapon in his hand - the Death Taker.

Legend has it that any being injured by the Death Taker will inevitably die and have their lives harvested. However, this legend is just a legend, otherwise the God of Death Naraku would not have to stay in the Hell of the Dead to avoid the Lord of the End of All Things.

"Naraku, the god of death."

The golden dragon said calmly: "Tell me where the Death Cage is."

The god of death, Naraku, remained silent, his eyes flickering like two will-o'-the-wisp lights as he stared at the giant golden dragon in front of him. Then he said in a hoarse voice, but with a hint of joy: "Okay, just follow me, I'll take you there myself."

Ok?
So easy to talk to?
Isn't it said that the God of Death Naraku hates and even despises all life?

"Is it that simple? Naraku, do you mind resisting a bit?"

"Otherwise I can't trust you, and I feel like you're deceiving me."

Saga said dissatisfiedly.

The god of death, Naraku, smiled faintly, with pity and passion in his eyes.

"Everyone knows that I love the dying the most, and I will not be stingy with any gift to the dying."

"Mighty Emperor of the End, you are glowing with a dark blue dying spark as rich as the black sun. Your death is approaching. Just one glance at you makes me dizzy and tremble with joy."

The body of the God of Death, Naraku, was shaking and trembling slightly, he was really trembling.

"In return, I will satisfy all your requests."

Hearing this, Saga narrowed his eyes slightly.

The same authority manifests differently in the hands of different beings.

The death authority of the Lord of the End of All Things is very powerful in actual combat.

The death power of the god of death, Naraku, gives him a pair of extremely special eyes of death. Any dying creature can be seen clearly in his eyes, and its upcoming death date can be seen. In this respect, his predictions are more accurate than those of the power of fate.

"What are you talking about? I'll tear you apart."

Hearing the words of the God of Death Naraku, Ekaterina's temper suddenly flared up, nuclear fire surged around her body, distorting time and space.

"Ekaterina, wait."

Saga stopped Ekaterina from getting angry, stared at the God of Death Naraku, and asked in a deep voice.

"In your eyes, when will I die?"

The god of death, Naraku, looked at Saga carefully for a long time with deep eyes, and finally shook his head: "It's like a thick fog. I can't see the exact date of your death, but your death is already determined, and it will be in the near future."

Saga's expression was calm and his eyes were peaceful.

Time, fate, prophecy, these things are not immutable, and death is certainly no exception.

The words of the god of death, Naraku, did not shake Saga's resolve. (End of this chapter)