Trafford’s Trading Club

Since getting out of the trap, a feeling that there was nowhere to go, nowhere to escape, began to grow in Lamiace's heart.

The feeling wasn't strong at first, but with the extension of her stay in the present world, the feeling of bondage that seemed to be suppressed by something, became stronger and stronger.

She even had the idea of detaching from the world born in her dream.

Although she was sealed within the crystal wall, she hadn't stopped her Dou Nian cultivation, but the truth was that Dou Nian had been stopped since a long time ago.

A great deal of time smashing down on it had not even been able to make any essential changes to Dou Nian, and as for the amount it had likewise not increased much.

The world had limited her, or rather she had gone as far as the world would allow.

"No, far from reaching the limit, the divine True Dragon is far more powerful than I am now ......"

"But I have indeed come to the end of my fighting thoughts ......"

The fireworks of thought suddenly lit up within the mental world of Lamiace.

"What I've reached should be the first limit. I'm afraid there is still a second limit of [Seeing] invisible in this world, and only the Divine Dragon has reached this stage!"

The strong know their destiny!

At this time.

"Lord Lamiace, the man has been brought in."

Lamiace's spark of thought was instantly extinguished at this point, and she responded without a sound, "Let the people in."

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Satur was bound and gagged at the same time. He was now positioned on a chair and was staring angrily at Lamias.

"I heard you've been cursing me since you woke up, right." Lamias removed the restraint from Satur's mouth, "But it's not like I'm apologizing for what I did before."

"Lamia ...... Even if I die, even if I'm dragged into the abyss of the underworld and suffer the endless fires of hell karma, I'll curse you, curse you!!!"

"The Underworld is long gone, isn't it." Lamias pulled up a chair and sat with her legs crossed, "Not only the Underworld, but the Sanctuary, and the Mountain of the Gods, have long been broken. To this day, I fear you are the only fighter left of the Goddess."

Satur gritted his teeth, not speaking.

Lamias ran a hand through her hair, "How about I make a deal with you? You do one thing for me and I'll find a way to help you repair your ...... well, your physical wounds."

Satur just smirked.

Lamias said to herself, "The mental wounds can only be relied on by yourself, but the physical wounds, with the technology of the [Black Retreat], can easily be repaired ...... At the very least, first live like a man, Mr. Fighter who was once very promising."

Satur was silent.

He could not let go of this hatred.

But to get revenge, he needed to be free.

Despite his inner rage, Satur knew very well that now he could only endure humiliation and a virtual feud (yí) with Lamias, just like he was willing to become a certain Demon Lord's forbidden skeleton in order to live in the middle of the [World of the Dead].

Everything, it was all about revenge!

"You seem to be thinking about it, don't you." Lamias was good-humored.

"What do you want me to help you with."

Lamias smiled, "First of all, how much do you know about [World of the Dead]?"

"You want to go to the [World of the Dead] ......?" Satur frowned, "Through me, reverse entry?"

Lamias was surprised, but not too surprised, she nodded directly, "Tell me more about the [World of the Dead] first."

"Unlock me first." Satur said calmly, "I need a reciprocal deal ...... and food!"

Some food was soon brought in by a black-robed nun, and Satur had been untied - only now Lamias had a very exaggerated silver pistol in his hands as well.

The pistol rested casually on top of her thigh, but the muzzle was always pointed at Satur's chest.

"You may now be introduced." Lamiace said with a light smile.

"As the name implies [World of the Dead], it's a world belonging to the dead." Satur thought about it now and said, "But it's not the same as the Underworld we know. The guys within the [World of the Dead] are people who are already dead, but at the same time, they're also alive."

"How so?"

"In the [World of the Dead], I would feel hungry, weak, injured, and in need of rest, but at the same time, I was able to cultivate fighting thoughts, all of which was no different from when I was in the Sacred Realm."

"Because you fell into it from the Sacred Domain?" Lamias tried to explain, "In fact, you didn't enter the [World of the Dead] through death."

Satur shook his head, "Those guys who were already living in the [World of the Dead] are just as hungry and need rest as I am."

"So ...... is simply called [World of the Dead], but it doesn't really collect people who have already died?"

"Collecting dead people, all but me, all the ones I've been running into ...... are already dead, I should say."

"Oh?"

"I've met a few people I know, one of them, even a former teacher of mine." Satur squared off, "But they were already dead in battle."

"Not the Underworld, which collects the dead ...... but the dead are alive at the same time?" Lamias chimed in, "Is there more to the interesting world of ......? You mentioned that the one who imprisoned you was a Demon Lord, how powerful is this Demon Lord in the [World of the Dead]?"

"That guy's territory is not even in the middle of the [World of the Dead]." Satur shook his head, "But even so, that guy's territory is very large. How big is the [World of the Dead], I escaped from that guy's territory later and walked for a long time, but I only entered a few similar territories, I'm afraid that it's less than one hundredth of [World of the Dead]... one thousandth. I've never seen such a vast world ...... it's huge, even beyond my knowledge."

Lamias actually knew a lot of hidden things.

Being sealed within the crystal wall, although unable to move, but being treated as an ancestor by a group of Soth Gods ...... also thanks to these Soth Gods guys, constantly inquiring about the outside world, so Lamias actually knew many secrets.

Especially after the Broken Greek Divine Kingdom was later transformed into the [Non-Human Realm], all sorts of miscellaneous inquiries were asked about even more.

If the current world was compared to the main world, then like the [Inhuman Realm] and such, it was like a unique [Small World] hanging on the edge of the main world, a small fragmented world of history intercepted from the main world's body of history.

She initially thought that the world of the [Dead] could be a similar fragmented world ...... but it seems, it wasn't.

Even if it was a fragment world that evolved from a fragment of history, its scope could not exceed the extent of the main world ...... A [World of the Dead] that was far more enormous than the main world?

"Do you know how this [World of the Dead] was formed?"

Satur shook his head, "As I said, I didn't even finish a thousandth of the land ...... In fact, the [World of the Dead] is extremely empty, and if you leave the city-state, it's hard to meet strangers out there. After I escaped, I was wanted and couldn't enter the city-state, so I was only able to hide in the wilderness."

"So, you're a lot less useful than I thought you would be." Lamias laughed softly.

Satur said calmly, "Even if I don't know much, I've at least lived in it for many years. I have more experience surviving in the [World of the Dead] than you can imagine."

But Lamias suddenly said, "You can descend back through the ritual of summoning, which means that the creatures of the [World of the Dead] can also ...... well, summon the wizard of the tribe you came from, I think I can talk to him."

"That guy, he can only summon the lowest class of undead in the wild through a ritual! Such dead people know absolutely nothing more than I do." Satur said with a sneer.

"I need a little more useful information." Lamias shook her head.

Satur gritted his teeth, "I lived among the castle of that demon lord for a while, and that demon and I ...... it would occasionally reveal some secrets about the [World of the Dead]. The lowly undead in the wild would never know more secrets than a demon lord!"

"Like what?"

Knowing that it would be difficult to gain Lamias' trust without throwing out some useful information, Satur thought, "I've heard that the [World of the Dead] is essentially a world of losers ...... These losers came to the [World of the Dead] in search of something, because they failed. It also said that the [World of the Dead], in fact, might be the [portal] before finding something like that!"

"Some sort of thing? What is it, you know this kind of stuff, right?"

Satur kept his mouth shut.

Lamias slowly keyed the trigger of her silver pistol ...... bullet nest to turn.

Satur had no reaction.

But Lamiace suddenly stood up and said casually, "That's enough for today, I think you're tired, I'll have someone send you to rest."

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Here Satur who was sent away was much quieter and no longer made cursing noises.

It was only then that Lamias removed the document inside the mysterious email and read it carefully ...... a black-robed nun, now waiting, but without looking away.

For a long time, Lamiace breathed slowly, "The delegation of the wizard of the tribe that summoned Saturn's seems to be among the absentees of today's summit meeting?"

"Lord Lamias, you wish to find a delegation from this tribe?" The black robed nun reacted quickly.

"Well ...... they should have gone to the [New World Alliance], or are still on their way." Lamias said directly, "Let's see if we can chase them back. This tribe's witches aren't powerful, but the witches have always been quite strange, so pay more attention."

"I'll go arrange it right away!"

Seeing this black-robed nun hurrying out, Lamiace once again fell into contemplation ...... If she really couldn't catch up with him, I'm afraid she would have to go to the [New World Alliance] herself.

After all, the ritual used to summon Satur should still be in the hands of that old black uncle sorcerer ...... Wanting to reverse engineer the ritual, naturally this old sorcerer would need to be used as well.

"Just... the world of losers?" Lamias muttered, "What do you mean?"

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Because of the seven time zones apart, the seaside town of Britannia was now late at night.

But the three burial mages said sleep what sleep, only eighteen years old, have some energy, get up hey, happy!

So the gradually lively and cheerful Boss Luoton snapped his fingers, and instantly a crack opened above the head of the Three Burial Mages, and then a book smashed directly into the Three Burial Mages.

In a short while, the Three Burial Mages were piled up in a mountain of books.

Not only were there books, there were even some DVDs and the like contained within them.

The Three Burial Venerable curiously grabbed one, and after flipping it open and looking up and down for a long time, he realized that he should have turned the book upside down.

Venerable Three Burial said shyly that he didn't know any of the words on the book, let alone know what they meant.

Boss Luo said it was a simplified character that had only appeared in modern times in Shenzhou.

"This one is called [Journey to the West]." Boss Luo casually picked up a hardcover book, and after the three words [Journey to the West] on the cover, there was also the words [Collected Edition] in addition.

"Don't read it." The Three Burial Venerable shook his head violently, "Can't read it!"

Boss Luo smiled casually and waved his finger and shot a light into the forehead of the Three Burial Venerable, "The Venerable can now easily read these simplified characters ...... This is all about the story of the Western Journey, as well as some derivative works. I think it's enough for the mage to pass the time."

The Three Burial Venerable once again grabbed a copy of the DVD and watched it, good lord, this time he really did understand it.

[Emotionally Insane Great Sage]!

"Oh? Speaking of Goku?"

He grabbed up another copy of the DVD.

On the cover it read: [Journey to the West Afterword] (No Ghostly Edition)

"Well! I can't believe there's even a posthumous biography."

The Venerable Master of the Three Burials grabbed a few more books in succession and looked at the covers, shouting out in an interesting way, "These are all written by later generations, the story of the little monk's journey west?"

But Boss Luo smiled slightly and said, "Here, the Venerable Master should have appeared first in the story, before these stories and works came later."

The Three Burial Venerable didn't seem to have heard this, but he directly took off his robe, wrapped up all the books and DVDs on the floor, and carried them into the room.

"Master, do you want the Venerable to live here for now." Miss Maid appeared.

Boss Luo casually said, "Is there a better place than here."

The maid lady shook her head.

Boss Luo now looked at the time and directly said, "That's all for now, Eve should be able to take care of the mage ...... Also, for the recent period, let's disconnect Eve and Adam from the current world's network first."

The maid lady smiled slightly and said, "I've already given my orders."

Boss Luo added, "Since you promised that student of yours that the [Knight Organs] would be able to gain a foothold on the Council, find a time to deal with it as well."

"I'll go back and take care of it myself." Miss Maid nodded.

"You go back first." Boss Luo thought, "Miss Nan has probably waited long enough. As for me...I want to go to the [New World Alliance] for a little bit."

Miss Maid raised her eyebrows lightly and whispered, "Master is interested in the [New World Alliance]?"

Boss Luo smiled lightly and said, "This can't be said lightly, I'm just curious to look at it, if there's really any interest, I'm afraid that I'll have to embarrass Arye again ...... This child, in fact, is quite hard."

Then, Boss Lowe added, "This script, should be finalized."

Just then, the mage's roaring voice came from the room.

"Tally! This old Wu is a real piece of shit. He actually wrote that I wrongly paid my daughter's sister, the king of the Kingdom of Daughters! This is bullshit! Hmmm ...... is the daughter beautiful, that's a good word! My sister the King, it must be beautiful!"

At the window, the mage scratches his head and ears, but he's high.

The boss and the maid lady smile at each other and disappear into thin air.