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The living instinctively reject it, and the dead have walked a bumpy road for nine days and nine nights to get here.

The fear of his lie being exposed on the spot made Pinocchio twitch as if he was broken. But unexpectedly, Blaze let go of Pinocchio.

"If you can promise not to lie or attack others in the future, I will let you go."

Pinocchio immediately nodded frantically in agreement, and this time Blaze really let it go and waved his hand to let it go quickly.

Pinocchio took a few steps back doubtfully, and when he realized Blaze really didn't care about him anymore, focusing instead on his surroundings, he lowered his head and trembled as if he was being trusted for the first time.

"I, I promise not to attack anyone else in the future, so..."

"Why not just attack you?"

Pinocchio's few steps back turned into a running start, and he stuck out his tongue again at Blaze at lightning speed.

"That's not a lie!"

"That's true." Blaze sighed helplessly. Although Pinocchio was about the same size as a goblin, he was so bad that even wild goblins could not compare to him.

He thought Pinocchio would at least run away shouting something like "Idiot! Who would keep a promise? Lying is my instinct", but he didn't expect him to pounce on him directly.

It seems that his body is quite attractive to Pinocchio.

The chicken on the side waited for a long time, and then burned Pinocchio to death with a raging flame.

"If you encounter someone with a puppet in Helm's Underworld, be aware that they are a monster whose puppet is its true form. They are also known for their lies, and you can exploit this to gain information."

Blaze looked at the burning Pinocchio, thought for a moment, and added: "Be careful of the puppet's tongue, it's extremely dangerous."

"What are you talking about?"

"Practicing lines for strangers about dangerous monsters in the underworld of Copheim." Blaze shrugged. "I envy those who can educate ignorant strangers, but then the strangers become more familiar with the monsters of this world than we are."

"Here's my chance. I'll try to make sure every stranger doesn't fall for Pinocchio's trick."

Chapter 382 Respecting the Clearance Process

Hell's Gate

Just standing in front of this gate, Blaze felt an immense pressure, as if he were about to die. But thinking carefully, behind the gate was indeed the world of the dead, so it was not wrong to say that he was about to die.

So Blaze immediately stopped caring. He did not immediately go to the [Gate of Hel], but instead looked for the blood-spotted giant dog that the Wanderer mentioned, living in the Genipa Cave.

The strange thing is that there is nothing around, not even a hillside, let alone a mountain.

There is only a lonely gate standing on the only stone bridge over a huge crack.

"Didn't you see the Genipa Cave?" The chicken tilted its head, a rare teasing expression on its face. "I saw it clearly. It's such a big hole, even an idiot could see it."

"Hole?"

It's like holding up a white paper with a black dot on it and asking what's in your hand. Most people only see the black dot and don't notice the white paper itself.

Now [Hel's Gate] is the black spot, and the white paper is the ground itself.

"No way?" Blaze lowered his head. The huge pit below the [Gate of Hell] was the Genipa Cave.

As if noticing Blaze's gaze, there were bursts of roaring sounds in the Genipa Cave, a huge bright red waterfall rushed up into the sky, and a ferocious giant dog walked out bathed in blood.

[Bloodspotted Giant Dog Garm LV150]

[The watchdog of the world of the dead, responsible for monitoring the dead who want to escape the underworld and expelling the living who want to approach the underworld]

The blood-spotted giant dog's chest was covered in dried blood, its eyes shone with a strange, icy light in the darkness, and its breath stirred up frost on the ground.

"..."

Blaze looked at the blood-spotted giant dog in silence for a moment, then took out a [Hera Biscuit] and threw it over. The majestic blood-spotted giant dog, with its tongue lolling majestically, chased after the [Hera Biscuit].

"Didn't you say that we should respect its loyalty and defeat it head-on?" The chicken rolled her eyes. She still remembered Blaze's serious face, but when he really came in front of the real owner, he immediately changed his mind.

"I'm just respecting its rules..."

"You have no intention of following the rules of Dry Bones Modgud."

"Because this guy looks very strong." Blaze sneered. The blood-spotted giant dog looked much stronger than the withered skeleton Modgud. If they really fought, he would probably have to use all his strength.

But now, in the Ouroboros Trial, if he revealed his full strength too early, he might be targeted in the end. Most importantly, he relied on his unlimited HP recovery under the moonlight, so he carried almost no supplies.

Judging from the skills the Hunter had uncovered about the blood-spotted giant dog, it would be difficult for him to win. It was best to avoid any battle that could be avoided.

"But your choice is indeed correct. This guy is indeed difficult to deal with." Chicken glanced at the blood-spotted giant dog with fear and said in a low voice, "This guy also has [Destined Death]. No matter how you attack, not even [Fatal Execution] can destroy it."

"You might be able to cut something out of it, but that means you'll never be able to get through it."

"If you hadn't told me earlier, I would have almost taken action!" Blaze was frightened, but he still had a little hope that he would give it a try.

Even large monsters could be killed instantly with [Fatal Execution] if the wound was large enough. But from what Ji said, it seemed the blood-spotted giant dog wasn't vulnerable to that move at all.

It seems that [destined death] is superior to [immortality].

Blaze faced the blood-spotted giant dog and slowly retreated towards the [Gate of Hell]. It was unknown how long the [Hela Biscuit], which was so small that it was not even enough to fill the gaps between the teeth, would last the giant dog.

Maybe the blood-spotted giant dog will feel that he didn't get any food.

But unexpectedly, the blood-spotted giant dog squatted on the ground very quietly, looking up at the sky in silence.

The ingredients of [Hella Pancake] are warm sunshine, comfortable sea breeze, and tears of joy. For the blood-spotted giant dog in the world of death, these are the supreme delicacy.

"When the World Tree was still intact, people would occasionally bring it Hela Pancakes, hoping to see their deceased family members. But after the World Tree collapsed and Helm's underworld ceased to function, it could no longer taste them."

The chicken used its wings to carry Blaze onto its back, and ran at high speed with Blaze through the [Gate of Hell].

"The moment it leaves Helheim is the moment of its [destined death]. It will never be able to personally experience the raw materials of [Hela Biscuits]. Therefore, as long as you give it [Hela Biscuits], it will allow the living to enter [Gate of Hel] while it savors them."

"Luckily for us, it hasn't tasted [Hella Pancake] since the Age of the Gods, so we have plenty of time."

Blaze looked back at the blood-spotted giant dog, who was also looking back at them.

It was an indifferent look similar to that of the second-generation one-eyed man, but the difference was that the second-generation one-eyed man's indifference was that he had completely wiped out all the disasters that led to his [destined death], while the blood-spotted giant dog's indifference was that it had been waiting for its [destined death].

Do you want to defeat [Destined Death], or... do you want to take a look at the ingredients of [Hella Pancake]?

"I wish you all the best."

Blaze withdrew his gaze and maintained his riding posture to reduce the chicken's wind resistance.

Behind the Gate of Hell was a completely different scene from the previous one, still gloomy and grey, yet filled with a sense of peace. There were no monsters on the road, but Blaze wasn't worried about getting lost.

The destination was incredibly conspicuous: an immense palace, pitch black yet gleaming like a giant lighthouse.

【Palace Elyudnir】

[The residence of murderers and the ghosts of the innocent, the residence of those who died of old age and illness, the residence of ordinary people, and the residence of God]

“Is this our destination?”

Blaze raised his head and looked at the sky, wondering if Ouroboros could sense their progress and whether he should use fire prayer to remind it from within.

After all, what exactly did Ouroboros want him to do in Helheim?

"Anyway, let's go in and take a look."

Blaze jumped off the chicken in advance. Next, he had to enter someone else's residence, and he couldn't go in on a mount no matter what.

When Blaze arrived at the palace gate, the two men had been waiting for a long time.

【Male servant Gunrat】

【Maid Gunraot】

They are the servants of God, the first people to boldly come to the kingdom of the dead since the age of the gods.

Chapter 383: Delayers and Lazy People

Blaze often sees strangers visiting other people's homes, and how should I put it... people are not very welcoming.

Because strangers would walk in as if nothing had happened and rummage through the drawers, sometimes even smashing the walls and furniture with their weapons. During that time, everyone hated strangers, but later strangers also felt that this was not a good thing to do, and gradually stopped breaking into other people's homes.

But even Blazer, who had a filter, knew that the stranger just found that the things he got from rummaging through boxes and drawers were not worth being hated by everyone.

So Blaze stood at the door of the palace very stiffly, waiting for the owner of the palace to allow him to enter.

Fortunately, the palace owner sent his servants to greet them in advance. Unfortunately, the two servants might be a little sick.

"You—good—honorable—" Gunrat, the servant, spoke at a speed that made Blazer, a very patient man, open his eyes wide and tap his feet.

The butler Gunrat took ten minutes to introduce himself, and then it was the turn of the maid Gunraot who was wearing a black and white maid outfit next to him.

"My name is Gangla Hahu."

Compared to the servant Gunrat's frantic speaking speed, the maid Gunraot spoke at a much more normal pace. However, she paused for a moment after every few words, completing her self-introduction at a speed no less than Gunrat's.

Blaze's patience has reached its limit, and he decides to explode!

"Hello—you—"

He introduced himself even more slowly than the other two, and even took a break every few moments, which annoyed them to death. But unexpectedly, the handsome face of the butler, Gunrat, was touched.

After accelerating tenfold, the servant Gunrat said, "Since the Age of the Gods, I have never met a guest as considerate as you!"

The maid Gunraot was standing beside her, sleeping with her eyes open and snoring.

It took Blaze a long time to understand the situation of the two people. They were Slow Gunrat and Sloth Gunraot.

The servant Gunrat didn't speak so slowly on purpose, but he was just like a sloth, slow by nature, like a curse. The maid Gunraot was different, she was normal, but she was just lazy by nature.

They had come to welcome Blaze at the hostess's request, but they moved too slowly and only just reached the palace door.

Blaze checked the time with them. They had received the order the same time he had received the Ouroboros challenge. It took them so long to reach the door, so it was obvious they hadn't done it on purpose.

"Their mistress is Hela, Ouroboros' sister and the master of the underworld of Helheim." Chicken introduced Blaze. If these two servants were asked to introduce them, God knows how long it would take.

"That's right, we bring the goodwill of the hostess to invite you (ten times the speed)." The male servant Gunrat bowed slightly, while the maid Gunraot next to him rolled her eyes and her snoring became louder.

"...How about this, you don't have to answer, just nod or shake your head." Blaze thought of a way. He found that the servant Gunrat's single action was quite fast, just like the stutterer who could speak a word very fluently.

"You're taking me to see the Mistress, right?"

The footman Gunrat nodded in return.

"Okay then." Blaze directly carried the male servant Gunrat and the female servant Gunraot up, "Start helping me guide the way now, and save us some time."

"Go straight—"

With a direction and a welcoming servant on his back, Blaze took it as if he had the power to move around freely and ran wildly around the palace.

Although it's called a palace, the interior is more like a beehive, with countless rooms, each housing a deceased person.

Whether it was the male servant Gunrat or the female servant Gunraot, they moved incredibly slowly, so the palace was always quiet and somewhat dead. The young man was full of energy, and his hurried footsteps brought a little vitality to the entire palace.

The doors were opened one after another, and the dead poked their heads out of the rooms, curiously looking at the only living person in the world of the dead.

Blaze also looked at them. Most of the dead were ordinary people. Ordinary, nothing special, just ordinary people trying to live.

This was normal, but Blaze saw inferiority and envy in their eyes. They envied the warriors who were wearing armor and could enter the world of death alone, and felt inferior and ashamed of being here.

"It's like they've been branded with some kind of shame."

"Those who die in battle without honor are all garbage." Chicken chuckled self-deprecatingly, "This is the World Tree's philosophy of life and death."

"Yeah." Blaze murmured in agreement and silently quickened his pace. He felt that he had frustrated those dead people, so he had to leave quickly.

The maid Gunlaot slowly rolled her eyes, wiped her mouth, closed her eyes, and looked peaceful.

The palace of Eleudnir was enormous and incredibly complex, built to house the dead. However, the path leading to the mistress was simple, a straight path, as if designed to allow newly arrived dead to immediately meet the palace's owner.

The hostess of this palace is as conspicuous as the palace itself. She is a fat and bony woman.

One side of the body was incredibly fat, the other side was skinny. It was hard to imagine that extreme malnutrition and overeating could exist in the same body.

Hella

A simple name, without any rank or brilliant poetry to praise it.

Hela ignored Blaze and continued with her own business—eating. It was an empty plate, but Hela took the knife and carefully dismembered something, then put it into her mouth and chewed it.

Blaze put down the male servant Gunrat and the female servant Gunraot. The male servant stood straight, while the female servant leaned on the chicken like a pile of mud, snoring and drooling.

However, compared to Marika when she was a child, who not only drooled but also had nightmares while whispering "I don't want to become a dwarf" and scratching around with her little hands that could squeeze out diamonds, Blaze thought this look was still cute.

After an unknown amount of time, Hela stopped eating and squinted her eyes to look at Blaze.

After two or three plates of food, Hela spoke slowly.