Trafford’s Trading Club

Inside the gate, as the fog gradually dropped, three shadows appeared - one of them sitting on a lava throne, thick as a real death.

As soon as Nero saw each other, the name [Hades] appeared in his mind… [Pluto], [Reaper] … and so on, and at this point it poured into her cognition.

Seeing it means knowing the name, knowing why it exists… The unity of legends can be called [God] - [Hades] is such a god.

But what about the other two?

The man, though not sitting on the throne, sits flat with [Hades]... and does not belong to the legendary [Pluto] number - is he the owner?

But the owner isn't his own owner?

Nero's brain is blank at this moment, and as for the conversation [Hades] had with [the owner], she didn't seem to hear it clearly... or, in fact, she had heard it, but she couldn't seem to understand the conversation... she suddenly fell into some kind of cognitive disorder.

It wasn't until the beauty, who was also dressed as a maid, slowly walked in - before she walked in front of herself that Nero suddenly struck a spiritual and realized that she had been freed from some kind of freeze... she was finally awake.

But at the same time, she was brought out of the door by a woman named [Eleanor]... the door started closing again, and at the end of the day, Nero seemed to hear some conversations between the Pluto [Hades] inside and [the owner].

That seems to be [Hades] 's voice… like some sort of negotiation.

“… this [underworld] earnings is not very good, I don't know if it can be done on the rental aspect of the contract...”

Nero couldn't hear anything - because the door was completely closed at the moment, and the maid named [Eleanor] was in front of her.

[Eleanor] Measuring Nero with no expression at this time seems to be thinking about something.

Nero was very good at relieving the atmosphere. At this point, he blinked his eyes and smiled. “I know a guy who looks a lot like you. I'm also a maid. Maybe you know each other? ”

[Eleanor] Still silent, her blinking eyes seemed like she could see all of Nero - just that she suddenly frowned and reached out and caught Nero in front of herself.

Nellowton yelled: “The maid I know is not so rude... cough cough!! ”

I only heard [Eleanor] whisper in a questionable voice at this point: "The body composition is indeed the source of the alien... in terms of usage, it is a secondary level... what is your name? ”

“Nero... Nero. ”

[Eleanor] Quiet: “I don't think you have the courage to deceive me either... right, this lady? But in fact, I'm on the record here for any Dark Soul messenger made at a lower level or above... but why can't I find your record here? ”

“But in fact, my soul is in the Ark of the Covenant... if you can open it too.” Nero grabbed [Eleanor] 's hand so hard - her neck - that it was being grabbed.

And this contact made her feel the pain of suffocation… Nero couldn't relax at this time.

“You said that.” [Eleanor] waved freely, at the gray floor, a huge black cabinet, really floating slowly in front of Nero.

Covenant Cabinet - Box of all Dark Soul Messenger Lights!

“Unfortunately, there is no light in the ark... Miss Nero, is there?” [Eleanor] said softly.

“This is truly… the ark! ”

Nero suddenly felt something horrible, but at the same time her mind jumped extremely, and even quickly she thought of a shocking answer from the flutter in front of her, "Here... is it really the past? Are you... former bosses and maids? ”

"Previously?” [Eleanor] 's expression was slightly loose, and she frowned for the first time, "Madam, are you sure you used the term [before] while awake? ”

“In fact, I wish I wasn't sober right now.” Nero couldn't help laughing at the moment... she felt desperate too, but the truth is here.

“There seems to be some cognitive misalignment between us.” [Eleanor] soon calmed down from doubt, "but it doesn't matter, I'll fix it right away... you are indeed the Dark Soul Messenger. But if he is the Messenger of the Dark Soul, how can the lamp not be kept in the Ark of the Covenant? ”

“Again?” Nero became excited - she had already felt the pain of her soul beginning to be divided!

She is indeed the Dark Soul Messenger, the Dark Soul Messenger that Boss Lo himself transformed, and has split her soul once into the Ark of the Covenant - she does not want to suffer this pain again!

Just the absorption of the soul of the Dark Soul Messenger by the Ark of the Covenant, like an irreversible process, she had no possibility of resistance whatsoever - more quickly after the remote was activated, she is now clearly in the weakest chicken state, otherwise it is just a hell of a tripod, obviously unable to capture her so easily - in fact, it is not certain who bullies who!

But the pain of division did not appear in the impression… Soon Nero could not feel the feeling of being pulled by the Ark - the Ark had slowly sinked into the floor.

She looked at [Eleanor] in shock, but saw no expression on his face at this time, slowly said: “The master said to suspend the disposition of you first, he had something to ask you personally... wait until after the conversation with [Pluto] is over. So, before you do, please wait quietly. ”

Nero was relieved and sat down all of a sudden - anyway, temporarily without having to split his soul.

“This is so unorthodox. ”

Unexpectedly [Eleanor] suddenly shook his head at this moment... and suddenly the pale colour of the god became disgusting - which gave Nero a bad feeling.

Soon, her hunch came true - her body stood up under a force majeure.

After that, the place where she stood suddenly split, leaving only a position about half the size of her foot to provide for standing - she had to be in a straight position to maintain her balance.

And what flows beneath the fracture is a bright red magma —— just kidding, how could the Dark Soul Messenger's body be afraid of the magma?

“It's not lava, it's incinerators.” [Eleanor] said softly at this point: “This is a stove used to refine the origins of the aliens… and, of course, occasionally acts as a recycling for unobedient black soul messengers. ”

Well... the Dark Soul Messenger will still be afraid of the magma, and Nilton struck a chill - how could this maid be worse than the one in her own home, and that's the threat?

“Stand still and don't let this dictionary fall.” [Eleanor] Turn your hands and put a thick, brick dictionary over Nero's head. “If the dictionary falls, the column you're standing on will break. ”

Nero glared at the maid [Eleanor] in front of him and pulled the corner of his mouth.

Boss, I'm done! I'm going home!! Help me!! Boss!!

But no matter what her heart calls... she has no clear contact with her master. As a black soul messenger, her connection with her own master became intermittent, if nothing happened...

……

The door finally opened slowly... Nero needed to maintain the balance of his body every second. At this time, he held the door open, his mind relaxed, almost let the dictionary over his head fall, scared her to hastily converge and try to keep it in balance.

When the door opened, [Eleanor] slowly walked to the door, leaving behind and waiting for his master to come out.

“Thank you for your generosity, shopkeeper… Anyway, this time I will pay back the missing part as soon as possible. ”

While listening to Pluto [Hades] with a slightly pale voice - Pluto is walking out with the owner, or sending it in person.

The two of them, the Pluto and the [owner], naturally saw the scene.

“Owner, who is this messenger?” The Pluto frowned.

[Store owner] smiled slightly and said softly: “The employees in the store are a little irregular, so just add a few penalties, don't worry... then, next time, we will visit again, Pluto. ”

“Of course, you've always been the most punctual one.” Pluto [Hades] was slightly tight and finally smiled.

Thereafter, [the owner] and the maid [Eleanor] did not stop. After [Eleanor] lifted Nero's temporary [instruction], he grabbed her and left the Pluto's palace with [the owner].

Shortly afterwards, Hellboros rushed up to the three ends of Hell and ran into the obviously not very good Pluto [Hades]... but the Hell Goalkeeper didn't seem to realize that and came up with a loud voice: “Great master! On my way to Patrol the Underworld, I ran into several creatures who dared to desecrate you. It's too much, I've... ah...! ”

The great power of death now turns directly into a black lightning bolt, hitting Engelberos, and even hitting it directly out of the Palace of the Pluto.

When the black lightning struck out the palace's engraved ear, Boroston's eyes glanced at Venus, and it hurriedly lifted its head three times, only to see the clouds converging over the Palace of Pluto, turning into the figure of Pluto [Hades], “The next time you leave office unauthorized, I don't mind changing the guardians of the other gates of the Underworld! Get out--!”

Three bloody dogs in hell, how dare you speak at this hour?

Faced with the wrath of the Pluto, it could only clamp its tail in horror and dare not say anything, leaving the Pluto Palace in a gray way.

As for another human child caught by it… Engelbros says where does he dare to stay now?

The human child is alive... Never mind him, he will die in a few days. After all, this is the [Underworld]!

……

[Hades] After the lightning struck out, his mood did not improve, but became more irritated - who says there is no trouble as a god?

They, in fact, are only gods in the eyes of humans… but they know very well that they are nothing more than a species higher than humans, and calling themselves gods is nothing more than a deception to themselves.

“[God]...”

[Hades] looked up at the dark sky of the Underworld, “… what is it? We can only be pseudo-gods at best. I'm afraid my underworld won't last long, and you... how long will you be able to sit on the throne of Olympus? Oh, we who dare not go out, after all..."

Shaking his head, the king who heads the underworld slowly walks in the empty underworld palace with his hands behind his back.

He has long been accustomed to this quiet environment… After all, nature in the Underworld can only accompany death - a place of eternal sleep in the eyes of mankind.

“Hmm?”

Suddenly, Pluto stopped - because he discovered a creature that should not have existed here… it seemed inappropriate to say it was a creature, because as Pluto, he could see at first sight that the other person should have died.

Pluto [Hades] couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows and gauge this one in front of him... a child about five years old.

Joe... he gauged around - since he woke up, he has found himself in a strange place, his older sister is gone, and he is alone.

Everything here is so enormous —— enormous columns, enormous floors, enormous doors… dark, and there's a sulfur smell in the air.

“What's your name? ”

“Joe...”

“From now on, you will stay here with me...” Hades thought about it at this time, and an idea was suddenly born in his heart, "Remember, my name... Hades! ”

Joe... Joe is still blind.

……

……

Finally, it paused - over a huge, floating wasteland in the middle of nothingness.

Nero saw a bunch of monsters lined up over his head, like the Great Array, and unconsciously opened his mouth, "This is the crevice of the dimension... are these the void Yuan demons? ”

Since his departure from Pluto's palace, [the manager] and his maid [Eleanor] have directly cut through the space and entered the land of nothingness.

“Oh? Do you also know the crevices of the dimension and the Void Elemental Demon?” [Store Manager] Measuring Nero at the moment, "Eleanor, if I remember correctly, the dimensional crevices can only be touched by the noblest black soul messenger, right? ”

The maid [Eleanor] nodded: “Master, she calls herself Nero, according to the amount of heterogeneity constituted by the body, a subordinate black soul, according to the rules, is not really qualified to touch the dimensional cleavage. ”

“I've never been here before, I'll just listen to Big Jeopardy.” Nero shrugged at this point: “He was forced to play weird grades in the cracks of the dimension before I learned about it when boring things told me about it. ”

“Dae-chul?” [Store Manager] looked at the maid [Eleanor], who shook her head slowly.

“Dae-chul Obako is awesome! He is the holder of the Zhanlu Sword! I can't fight anything. ”

“Zhanlu Sword?” The maid [Eleanor] stood still for a moment and then turned her hand over. Over her palm, an ancient bronze sword slowly appeared.

Nero glared instantly, “Zhan... Zhanlu sword? You... Are you really? ”

[Eleanor] I couldn't help but wrinkle my eyebrows and look at my owner [the owner] subconsciously.

But he saw [the owner] 's eyebrows locked deeply at the moment - but soon, [the owner] opened his eyebrows, and he held out his fingers and gently ticked at Nero.

At this time, the remote control hidden by Nero came directly out of her body and fell into the hands of [the owner] … [the owner] held the remote control and measured it for a moment.

“Master, is this? ”

[Store owner] said softly at the moment: "It seems like this is the next little gift for me...”

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PS: According to Old Man Wutong's statistics... the exact number is 54.