The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 783

When Kamuri brought up the idea of ​​the Three Holy Relics of Death, Black Robb's first reaction was to secretly sneer.

The power of death is extremely sensitive.

When he assisted the God of Nature in creating the Dark Hell, if he had held that authority, the entire system design of the Dark Hell would have been altered.

On a smaller scale, Death can be seen as a messenger of souls; on a larger scale, it can be seen as a dedicated symbol of the dead and the spirits of the dead, which is conducive to the establishment of the underworld system.

Moreover, not only did the fallen god of nature lack the authority of the god of death, but even the once-powerful gods of the Pantheon did not wield that authority. Instead, much like the god of light replacing the power of yang with the power of yin moon, they created a pseudo-god of death through a seemingly plausible but distorted means.

Because this authority is truly important; it is a crucial part of the divine authority, and without it, the entire system would be incomplete.

No matter how you look at it, it all comes down to the fact that the world's origin was plundered back then.

The pantheon of this world was stripped of its key elements when it was still in its nascent stage, forcing it to skip the era of divine rule.

In other words, a mature authority of death has never existed in this world. If one were to trace the origins of death, one would find a primitive concept of death, similar to primal evil or primal sin.

It's important to understand that in an era when primal evil and primal sin existed, the concept of 'death' was vaguely defined because immortals were everywhere.

Because Black Rob possessed accurate information in this regard that was ahead of its time, it was quite comical for Kamuri to try and deceive him.

What's more, he possesses a divine soul.

The divine soul can be said to be an existence that has completed the transformation of a life consciousness from an ordinary being to a higher level. The only difference between it and a true god is the mastery of divine authority.

The attainment of divine authority, in the terminology of Eastern mythology, is called "merging with the Dao."

However, the Dao also has different sizes: local and global. The Dao of one world and the Dao of a single universe are essentially the same, but their scale or quantity is different. And when the quantity is large enough, it will affect the quality. Therefore, even if the essence is the same, the differences can be great.

Those who possess a divine soul, upon completing the ascension process, have essentially achieved the union with the Dao.

Although it conforms to the Dao corresponding to its own Law Ring, the soul itself has a relatively high sensitivity to various divine authority, just like a cathode magnet facing an anode magnet that is either far or near.

In other words, if the Scepter of the Dead that Ego possesses, or the Crown of the Soul that Kamuri wears, are truly part of the authority of the Grim Reaper, then Black Robb would have sensed it long ago, without Kamuri needing to reveal the secret at this moment.

Of course, while Black Rob is arrogant and haughty in some ways, he also has enough reverence in his pursuit of power.

He wouldn't make absolute statements like, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!" just because of his unique experiences.

Even without a fully developed Death Authority, one can still possess a nascent or preliminary Death Authority! Or perhaps, a distorted, primordial Death Authority.

After all, given the darkness of this world, the unique underground environment, and the spillover of the power of laws caused by the collapse of the Dark Hell, it is possible that a pseudo-death god's authority could be born.

To be more specific, the prolonged darkness led to increased demand.

This is similar to how a waste environment can encourage the emergence and proliferation of microorganisms that are better able to break down and settle waste.

The unique underground environment ensures a long-term stable evolutionary environment.

Just like the birth of life on Earth, it was because the ecological environment was maintained in a certain range for a long time that life was nurtured, incubated, and evolved into a thriving species.

Finally, the birth of the Dark Hell can be understood as an unconventional convergence and construction of laws.

Under normal circumstances, even if one lives a whole life in one world, such a situation may not occur. However, due to a series of extremely low-probability coincidences, it happened, which in itself is a form of external intervention.

Because of this cause, the Dark Hell collapsed later, and the laws scattered.

Like different kinds of clay that were not originally meant to mix, they were forcibly and orderly blended together, and then randomly torn into small pieces and thrown in all directions.

When it is a whole, it possesses complete logical self-consistency due to a certain mission; but when torn apart, it becomes an incomplete collection of laws and contaminants.

The supernatural radiation pollution it causes is also a kind of distortion, and it is more likely to cause some unpredictable secondary and tertiary transformations.

Heroboron could consider these possibilities, so he wouldn't say 'absolutely impossible'.

But thinking about it from another angle, even if fate brings certain inevitable encounters together by chance, and the Trinity of Death does exist, he can still remain calm about it.

After all, he was an outsider. Even the gods appointed by the God of Nature found the bond too deep and inappropriate. He was taken in by the Twilight God under the name of the Reaper. How could a strange-smelling death god's god make him unable to control his feelings?

So he directly challenged Kamuri: "I don't believe in curses or anything like that. Even if it really happened, I'd accept it. Give me the Soul Crown, and I'll turn around and leave. If I had to go through all that trouble to get it, the terms wouldn't be the same." After a moment, Kamuri said, "You're blinded by greed, but I can't just stand by and watch you make a terrible mistake."

"Oh, you care about the common people, you've got quite the sense of responsibility of a strongman!" Black Rob teased Kamuri while riding Barto on his short legs, once again approaching the front line of the previous confrontation.

"Die!" Kamuri's ultimate move was finally ready, and he unleashed it on the target.

This method is quite unique. Not only is the distance far enough, but the design is also novel. It looks like a Dharma image made of energy, and its specific appearance is an enlarged version of Kamuri's current appearance.

Despite its large size, it doesn't appear rough; it boasts 4K quality, with full detail and lifelike quality.

Such precision is naturally due to the enhancement of the Soul Crown, which allows for meticulous control over extraordinary power.

Furthermore, this Dharma form adheres to Kamuri's consistent silver coin style, appearing as if a flashlight switch had been turned on, swift and abrupt, surveying its target from a god's perspective, opening its mouth to shout while simultaneously throwing a punch.

This shout is essentially a combination of infrasound waves caused by supernatural power and mental energy. Even a high-level supernatural being would be disturbed, have their blood boil, and be unable to concentrate.

If one's soul is not resilient enough, they will be directly afflicted with several debuffs such as mental shock and nerve paralysis, becoming fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

The Fist of Dharma Form, on the other hand, is a direct killing move, and its characteristics are even more terrifying than the bombardment of energy cannons.

It can be said that even if Black Robo could instantly generate a main battle tank-sized iron block as a shield, the projectile power of this punch would still be enough to injure the person behind the shield.

'Crack!' The fire axe and ice hammer struck, and lightning once again filled the area around Barto.

It was another lightning-fast leap.

Kamuri scoffed, "You think..."

It was trying to say, 'You think the same trick will work on me a second time?!'

The moment it began, with a whoosh, the mountain dwarf Barto vanished into the edge of the dome, causing his incredibly powerful punch to blast a crater tens of meters in diameter into the ground. The earth churned and rippled outwards, the air exploded, and a gale arose. The power was indeed extraordinary, but it missed its target. The greater the power, the more ironic it seemed.

Kamuri was speechless with embarrassment.

His move, 'Soul King's Strike,' was designed to lock down space. Specifically, it was supposed to be achieved through a roar of energy, but it had absolutely no effect.

To be honest, the main reason for this is Black Robo's information hacks and soul hacks.

Black Rob's understanding of the laws of time and space far surpasses that of Kamuri, which is why he can easily discover and exploit the loopholes in Kamuri's spatial sealing.

A powerful spiritual soul renders mental attacks such as paralysis and intimidation ineffective.

Therefore, they can achieve the goal of arriving late but arriving early, and make a timely escape.

Having been repeatedly lured into using powerful methods with little success, Kamuri couldn't take it anymore. It let out a low howl and turned to leave.

The enormous Dharma image transformed into a shrinking, radiant light, which eventually converged into the colorful cloak draped over Kamuri's body.

Black Rob clicked his tongue in disapproval.

It wasn't that I envied Kamuri for having so many high-end magical artifacts, but rather that I was struck by the extravagance of the powerful figures in the underworld, each of whom was a fat sheep with considerable value.

Igor is wealthy, and Kamuri is no less so. Whether it's the cloak or the crown, the rare and extraordinary resources extracted from them are enough to forge at least a legendary-level body.

Simply put, rare and extraordinary resources are linked to and directly proportional to extraordinary capabilities. Without high-end rare and extraordinary materials, the carrying capacity and superconducting properties of information and even the power of laws are poor, and the performance is relatively low.

In the context of a global trend towards lower levels of magical energy, rare extraordinary resources, like icebergs under the scorching sun, are continuously diminishing and melting, exhibiting a tendency towards periodic near-collapse. Therefore, they are becoming increasingly scarce.

Black Robb knew long ago that the underground world, due to its special nature, had a much higher abundance of rare materials than the surface world.

However, the underground world is not a place where you can just kick a piece of gold anywhere. On the contrary, it is extremely difficult to excavate, and even if you do find treasure, there is a high risk that it has been corrupted and distorted by darkness.

In other words, from a certain perspective, the extraordinary abundance of resources that the underground world presents today is essentially the wealth accumulated through long-term exploitation and oppression, just as the wealth created by the people on the surface is concentrated and enjoyed by the rulers.

Black Rob underestimated the viability of life flourishing in the underground world, which is why we now have the impression of the underground world being full of nouveau riche.

He was naturally aware of the ins and outs of this situation, so the envy and jealousy he felt were just superficial. His real thought was admiration for the ability to find a way out of life. If he wasn't careful, he could create a huge variable where the scenery was uniquely beautiful. If he failed to handle this well, it could be turned into resources for the enemy to use against him, which would only make matters worse.

(End of this chapter)