Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 143: Spirit in a Bottle
This is a dark steel cell, which sits alone on a barren gray land. It is surrounded by high steel walls and its ceiling is sealed with solid stones. It seems like an isolated island abandoned by the world.

Each of those cold steel plates exudes a suffocating sense of oppression.

The cell was small and crowded, with a damp and moldy smell in the air, and the walls were covered with traces of rust.

Above the cell, there is an Iron Throne that floats at the top of the room.

Richard, dressed in a black robe, sat on the floating Iron Throne, staring coldly at the tiny skeleton archer beneath him.

"I never thought you could come to me."

"Warden... So after going through all those difficulties, I can really see you. It seems that even you are part of the game to please the gods. In front of the gods, you, the warden, are no different from us prisoners.

As long as I defeat you, I can leave Saint Laurent Prison. But don't worry, I won't choose to leave.

Compared to my world, this Saint Laurent Prison is the real holy place. I will replace you as the new warden, and you will be reduced to a prisoner by me!"

"Defeat me? Haha. What you see now is just my illusion.

If you want to challenge me, you will have to go through more severe tests than before.

This is just the third underground floor of Saint Laurent Prison. You can only go to the second floor after defeating the guards on the third underground floor. Only after passing through all three underground floors and reaching the surface of Saint Laurent Prison will you be qualified to meet me.

Say hello to my collection first." Richard clapped his hands lightly, and the ground began to rise with a rumble, revealing a bronze-armored guardian holding a huge shield and a sledgehammer!
This appears to be a humanoid creature composed of brass armor.

The body of the Bronze Guardian is composed of thousands of fine brass armor plates, which are tightly spliced ​​together to form an indestructible defense.

The bronze guardian's arms were strong and powerful, with delicate armor covering the joints. In its left hand, it held a huge brass hammer, which was engraved with ancient runes. In its right hand, it held a huge brass shield, which, when placed on the ground, was enough to completely block the entire bronze guardian.

Looking at this huge brass armor, the entire skeleton army of Odyssey was dumbfounded.

She had no idea how a weak person like her could defeat this terrifying thing. She felt that her skeleton arrows could not even knock off the brass armor.

"Hahaha, fight! Struggle! Resist! Please me with your performance!" Richard sat on the throne and laughed out loud.

boom!
After his appearance, the bronze-armored guardian walked towards Odyssey step by step, brandishing his war hammer.

He was not walking very fast, but every time his huge body stepped on the ground, it would cause the ground to shake violently. The process of the terrifying figure approaching was full of oppression, which made Odysseus shudder.

"My bow and arrows won't work, luckily I still have magic!"

Odysseus grasped at his last straw - the magic book.

"Fireball!" Odyssey controlled his magic book and tried to summon a huge fireball.

Richard, who was sitting on the throne, immediately activated his magic power and created a fireball that had a majestic appearance but no magical power.

The fireball hit the brass armor, but was easily blocked by the shield held high by the brass armor.

"What? How could this happen? The fireball was so powerful before that even the gargoyles were blown away by it."

Odysseus was horrified.

“Hehehe!” At this moment, Richard on the ceiling laughed, “Naive. You actually compare my bronze armored guards with those low-level gargoyles?

A mere Fireball is not enough to tickle my Bronze Guardian. Too weak, you are really too weak, which makes me very disappointed.

You must have taken a shortcut, for you came straight to me before you had even gone through a few rooms.

Wrong! Very wrong! If you want to leave Saint Laurent Prison, it is impossible without iron will and bloody determination! You should go to other rooms to fight, conquer, and solve puzzles as much as possible. Develop yourself as much as possible.

You can only come here after you are fully prepared.

At that time, your will will be transformed into your weapon, forging a supreme divine weapon, and only then will you have the possibility of defeating my collection. Go back. Weakling.

You are not worthy to stand in front of me right now."

boom!
As soon as Richard finished speaking, the bronze-armored guardian rushed forward and hit Odyssey with his huge shield.

With a snap, Richard immediately activated the prisoner punishment function of the prison and knocked Odyssey unconscious.

"Hurry up, hurry up, get started, we only have three minutes."

After Odyssey fell into coma, Richard immediately jumped down from the ceiling, and Green Ham also lifted the armor of the Bronze Guardian and slipped out with a swish.

Green Ham picked up the unconscious skeleton archer on the ground, carried her on his shoulder, and trotted with Richard to Odyssey's cage, then threw the skeleton bow and arrow back.

Richard also quickly put on a mask, changed into white clothes, and sat in the original merchant's room.

"Green, how is the work I asked you to do? Are you done with it?"

"Don't worry, Boss. I guarantee it will be flawless. I'm an expert in this area."

"That's good, let's proceed as planned and take our positions."

Richard and Green Ham quickly took over and waited for Odyssey to wake up.

……

After a while, Odysseus woke up from his coma.

She looked around in confusion and was surprised to find herself lying in her own cell.

"Am I dead again?" Odysseus was shocked. She quickly checked her body and was surprised to find that her magic book and the Phantom Bow components she collected were still with her and had not disappeared.

“So that’s how it is. The bronze-armored guardian is the leader of the third underground floor. Although I failed in my challenge to him, I was not killed by him. Instead, I got a chance to start over.

I understand. It must be that the gods don't like the weak prisoners being killed so easily by the bronze-armored guardians. The gods want to see a more interesting plot. Good, good, I'm on the right track!"

Odyssey was overjoyed.

She controlled the skeleton archer to pick up the treasure on the ground, and strode towards the shop room.

When she arrived at the shop room, she was surprised to find that the original location of the merchant had changed.

Sitting there was a strange humanoid creature wearing the same mask as the merchant and a white robe. He had no hands or feet and swayed from side to side like a mushroom.

Odysseus approached the other party cautiously, and the strange man in white robe spoke immediately. "Oh, oh, oh! I saw a prisoner who escaped from prison. How great, how great, there are still prisoners who want to leave Saint Laurent Prison today, this is really great.

This shows that our soldiers have not succumbed to the tyranny of the warden and are still on the road of resistance!
The fact that you can see me means that you have basically understood the internal rules of Saint Laurent Prison and some of the truth about Saint Laurent Prison.

From this moment on, you will see more strange rooms, no longer limited to battles, merchants and rewards.

You will encounter various events, full of dangerous traps, and magical springs.

You must remember that everyone who appears in the room and wants to help you is a fighter against the warden's tyranny, and we are all on the same side."

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Odysseus asked puzzledly.

"I am a merchant of memories. Perhaps you have seen merchants like me, but I am different from them. They are responsible for selling things to you, while I am responsible for buying things from you."

"Memories Merchant... Interesting. What do you want to buy from me? What can you give me?"

"Haha, you hit the nail on the head. I can buy your memories from you." The memory merchant said, and then jumped on the spot.

Then, a thin illusory book appeared in front of Odysseus.

The memory merchant said: "You can sell me your past, including your past experiences, the skills you had before entering the prison, the rules you have, your mission, etc.

You can tell me everything. Memories are valuable to me.

I will quantify these memories of yours into prison coins and return them to you. These prison coins can be used to buy treasures, magic, intelligence and even combat partners from other merchants.

But you have to pay attention to one thing. All your memories are common to me. Once you sell a memory to me, you can never sell it to me again, even if you have experienced death and rebirth in the meantime.

One more thing, I have a way to judge whether the memories you sell me are real or fake. As long as the memories you sell me are mixed with even a little bit of impurities, this transaction will fail. Not only will you get nothing, but you will also be punished by me."

"This... If I sell my memories to you, does that mean I will forget those memories?"

"No, it won't. Information is different from matter. Information can be copied and spread. Your memories are also a kind of information. Selling your memories like us will not cause you to forget them. Don't worry."

"I see...it's amazing." Odyssey's eyes sparkled, and she asked cautiously, "Can I try it first?

What I mean is that I will give you some memories first, and then you convert those memories into prison gold coins for me, but this is not a formal transaction, it is just an experiment. I want to see how much my memories are worth. "

The memory merchant flatly refused: "There is no need for that. The value of your memories is not determined by you, but by Saint Laurent Prison.

Maybe the memories that you think are very important are worthless to Saint Laurent Prison, while the memories that you think are useless will be favored by Saint Laurent Prison and purchased at a high price.

You just need to sell it. The Yves Saint Laurent prison has its own answer on how to buy it. "

Oh... Odyssey got it.

She understood immediately. This must be related to the gods. The memory merchant in front of her was just a medium for the gods. The one who really bought her memories was the god behind the Saint Laurent Prison.

I see. Let me think about what I want to sell…

Well, let me start with my birth. My name is Odysseus, and I am also a god.

I do not belong to this world, but come from another world in the void. In my world, everything is made of metal.

Originally our world was dead silent, without any vitality, until I was born in the center of the world. I am the only true spirit in our world, living metal, the will of the world. I think it is too boring to be the only one in our world, so I started to enlighten.

Under my guidance, the metal around me began to come alive just like me.

They became an extension of my will, able to change and move just like me.

After billions of years, I turned the entire world I was in into my body. The world is me, and I am the world. From a little bit of the world's true spirit, I truly became the god of the world.

The whole world became me, and the world began to remain unchanged. I found this too boring, so I wandered in the void, looking for other worlds.

During my wandering, I discovered many strange little worlds. They were different from my world, with not only metals, but also air, soil, water and other substances.

It wasn't fair, why should they have what I didn't have? So I swallowed up those little worlds one by one, and I had air, soil and water.

This feeling is very blissful, I feel that I am gradually improving, becoming a higher level god bit by bit.

So I continued to wander in the void.

But I didn't expect that there is not only a delicious world in the void, but also terrible disasters.

Just as my world can devour weaker worlds, a world stronger than me can also devour me. I met your Yasha world.

I am so weak that even if your Yasa world does not approach me, I cannot escape the attraction of your world to me. Without my consent, I gradually approach your world. Finally, I am swallowed up by your world and become a part of it.

To my surprise, your world has something very similar to mine, a metal that resembles flesh and blood.

I had no choice but to blend with the rules of that metal and gradually transformed into the rules of your world.

If I don't resist, I will one day become part of the rules of your world. Then I will die, but I will also live forever with your world.

But I didn't want to be like this. Being the rule wasn't fun. So I rebelled. I broke my body apart and spread it across your world.

My children have become what you call Voidseed, wandering around the world, spreading my existence.

As long as enough people know about me, my progress in becoming a rule will be greatly slowed down, or even reversed, separating me from the rules and summoning me to the Yasa world.

During my resistance, I received help from two powerful races, one is the mermaid race and the other is the black goat race.

They created a temporary body for me and helped me break free from the constraints of the world's rules and descend to Yasha! Although this incomplete way of descending made me lose the power of the gods, I gained freedom.

In return, I shared my rules with them, allowing them to master the power of animated metal.

I had already escaped successfully, and now I just needed to slowly figure out how to become a god again. But then disaster struck.

The mermaids and black goats who helped me were destroyed at the same time. I was also implicated in the disaster and was unconscious for more than ten thousand years. When I woke up, I was put into a bottle and became a sacred object in a wizard country.

At that time, I had a new name - God in a Bottle Odyssey"

(End of this chapter)