Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 1028 The White Mist in the Secret Chamber
Lowry, who already knew what was going on, was genuinely surprised this time: "Lolth? The Spider Queen Lolth? The former Elf Queen?"

No, is this metaphor correct?

The gatekeeper sighed softly, "Even if they aren't dark angels, ordinary demons still have pride!"

Lowry's lips instantly turned down... What the hell is this door talking about?

“At least on the surface, the devil will at least try to create an image for himself.” Gate, confirming that Lori had a high level of understanding of Hell, quickly added, “Even if you know everything, you can’t deny this, right?”

To trick someone... you can be scary, polite, or even seductive, but you can't be disgusting.

Who would seriously listen to what a disgusting person has to say?

Not to mention having to sign a contract with him.

Lori recalled her past memories and the Spider Queen Lolth she had seen in the Dragon Legacy, and asked somewhat tactfully, "That one, well, she was at least terrifying, wasn't she?"

Both the giant spider and the wax monster are quite scary.

And they also like to turn people into mindless Spider-Men.

“Hmm…” Da Men hesitated for a moment before saying, “In terms of combat strength, Rose hasn’t changed at all.”

But her current image is Shit Rose.

"Huh?" Lowry exclaimed with a distorted expression.

“That’s what makes the undead so terrifying,” the gate said softly. “In just twenty years, Rose’s image has been completely transformed into that of someone who plays with shit.”

Rose, however, didn't seem to care at all. She was quite satisfied with her appearance and simply used the Guannard she had devoured as her proper face.

Actually, at first... we didn't really associate Guannard with that thing.

But the undead are everywhere, and they're incredibly noisy, so in the end…

"Has Rose's divine authority expanded?" Lori asked thoughtfully.

“That’s true,” the gatekeeper said honestly, “but right now no one is going to compete with her for that track.”

“You speak with a very foreign flair,” Lowry said earnestly.

"Oh, you'll see when you go to Toril, that's how it is." The doorman replied briskly.

Then he slowly disappeared from their sight, leaving only the words: "I advise you to go soon, otherwise you'll probably think you've gone to hell."

What a hell of a joke.

Lowry felt a little helpless, but also genuinely found it quite funny.

He looked up at the room filled with white mist, squinting as he examined it closely.

“Lori…” Igor walked over hesitantly, “Are you sure you’re okay?”

Lowry nodded: "He had actually hinted at his identity just now."

The secret gate of hell is guarded by the Lord of Hell.

The kind that connects the entire universe; all the doors are his clones.

If I truly possess the blood of a battle angel, then it's impossible for me not to recognize him.

Agris blinked before asking, "So, he was once a battle angel too?"

“Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, was once his second-in-command. In order to give the former legion of battle angels a chance to rest amidst the endless army of demons, he transformed himself into a conceptual gate,” Lori explained softly. “Later, he went to Hell with Asmodeus and was in charge of managing the Lord of Hell’s assets.”

Of course, he'll also keep watch over some things for his former colleagues; after all, he can be in multiple places at once.

Lori, holding Agris's hand, slowly walked through the open door: "Don't worry, Mom."

As long as we're of the same bloodline, he'll be my best friend.

This person is even willing to act as a guardian for dark angels who don't want to live in hell... able to shield them from the aura of hell without affecting the surrounding environment.

A small door-shaped amulet can ensure this.

Lori guessed correctly; the dark angel who became lovers with the Son of the Sun, Gezar, was of a very high rank.

They might all be company commanders or higher.

Otherwise, the Secret Gate wouldn't have helped her like this.

Although this wasn't a big deal for him... sometimes things aren't judged by their level of difficulty.

Even a tiny bit is his power.

It's already quite an achievement to accompany an ordinary dark angel for one lifetime; how could they possibly stay by the side of their descendants for so many years?

"So, is he really leaving this time?" Yagris glanced back at the now-unobstructed gate.

“That’s not something we should worry about, Mom.” Lori smiled. “Whether he leaves or not is up to us.”

After all, even if we take everything from this house, it doesn't mean there will be nothing left here.

“Hmm… alright!” Yagris understood what her son meant and couldn’t help but sigh. “Then let’s fill that hole after we get out!”

Lori turned to look at her mother, who had just made a surprising statement: "Huh?"

“Anyway, the magical turbulence will definitely dissipate temporarily by then, and you can use magic to solve this problem,” Agris said without changing his expression. “If someone really comes to dig up the grave later, I hope they start from the first step.”

Lori smiled and nodded, "Okay, Mom." After walking a few steps casually in the white mist, the area ahead suddenly became brightly lit.

The ever-calm Lowry, looking at the scene before her, couldn't help but gasp in amazement: "My God~ How did they do that?"

There were five or six display shelves in the sunlit room.

Apart from two items that were clearly artifacts from the Sun, everything else on the table was a fine product from Hell.

Although their appearances are either glamorous or serene, the black or blood-red light surrounding these strange objects proves their identity.

Of course, if these things weren't illuminated by this purifying light, they would definitely be disguised perfectly.

"What kind of magic array is this?" Lowry's interest was immediately piqued. "How did you do that?"

Despite having unleashed an evil aura, it did nothing to harm these strange objects; it merely revealed their true nature.

Lowry also has a way to make evil artifacts reveal their presence, but that would inevitably cause great damage.

Of course, he usually doesn't use this thing, so it's fine if it breaks.

But since he had decided to enter this room, he was prepared to possess his first evil artifact.

However, given his soul attributes, the evil artifact is likely to become a disposable item.

Although it will unleash its strongest power, it will also be destroyed immediately.

But the magic array before him offered him another option.

Ha~ So, is this why Dark Angels can even reproduce with the Son of the Sun?
Loric, I'm so interested!
Aragris, who was standing next to him, suddenly moved, took a few steps back into the white mist, and began to demonstrate all her skills in a serious manner.

Lori turned around and looked, then asked in surprise, "What about me?"

The white mist was silent and still.

Lori was very annoyed and continued to press, "What about me? Why don't I have that?"

I don't believe the Gezhar family has no descendants of mages!
What about the magic of hell? I…

"What are you babbling about? What are you going to do with hellish spells?" a gruff female voice suddenly rang out. "Aren't you afraid you'll vomit blood after using them?!"

Lowry hesitated and said, "I can do without it, but I have to know how."

"Get out of my way!" the woman's voice snapped even angrier. "If we could believe what that monk says, then everyone in Heavenly Mountain would be a saint!"

Lowry blinked, tilted her head, and asked, "Is your Paradise Mountain project about to begin?"

"How did you know?" The woman's voice immediately turned serious.

“Oh, I get along well with Armies,” Lori replied calmly. “He mentioned that the Lord of Hell might be planning something on Mount Paradise; he’s preparing to take action against Zeus.”

"oh oh!"

After a few seconds, she continued, "That's none of your business. Once your world reopens, you'll probably be able to watch the show."

As the center of the multiverse, Mount Paradise is likely to radiate some images.

Lori asked curiously, "Do you know when our world will open?"

"You don't know?" she asked, even more surprised. "You should know about the gods in your world, right? Especially the sun god."

“No matter how good our relationship is, I am still human, and a human who has awakened foreign blood.” Lori said noncommittally, “The Sun God has been cautious for so many years, he can’t be an exception for me.”

"The fact that they've allowed me to directly participate in some things is the greatest sign of their trust."

"That guy's still the same old him," the woman muttered a few times before adding, "There are still 12 years left."

“12?” Lowry heard the familiar number with a keen sense of hearing.

"What? Did you discover something?"

Lori shook her head: "It's nothing. It's just that no wonder they haven't been in a hurry to resolve the chaos on the Lord of Knowledge's side, and even told Armies that they have at least ten years to accumulate strength."

"Heh~ It seems they quite like those Greeks." The woman's voice was full of sarcasm. "Well, for them, once the world restarts, if they continue to use their brains to communicate with the outside world, they'll probably be played like idiots."

Those Greeks, regardless of their character, are certainly intelligent enough.

Especially Hades, even my lord regrets that we couldn't capture him.

That's a real shame.

Lowry felt he couldn't respond to that, so he simply pressed on, "Can't you really show me some hellish magic?"

"What are you looking at?" the woman snapped again. "Proper hell magic is actually all talent magic, what you mages call magic."

Those items given to the monks were all problematic.

It can reverse the attributes of the soul.

What did you learn that for? Just to come to hell and keep me company?
"Then forget it, I don't want to see that happen."

Lori sighed. This resolved a question in his mind... There had always been similar doubts in the Dragon Legacy, which was why Tiamat never used hell magic; she only allowed her followers to use it.

He nodded helplessly: "Alright... then, can I take a look at the Battle Angel's talent?"
I have a little bit, but I don't really know how to use it.

The white mist surged in, and Lowry gently closed her eyes.

(End of this chapter)