Trafford’s Trading Club

Teacher Pudding left, Father Stella had no intention of saving it, and he didn't even want to come out of the confession shack.

Teacher Pudding didn't care either. She looked up at the stars, the stars were dim and the wind and rain were coming.

Most of the beach towns are like this, maybe there will be a little rain before dawn... Teacher Pulley intends to go to the hospital again, and in the time before he leaves, he should be there if nothing special happens.

He knew that little life would be born in the next two days.

On the way out, someone blocked Mr. Pudding in front of him and directly stopped him… Mai Lada.

“You haven't left yet. Anything else?” Teacher Pudding asked curiously, at a time when Mai Lada looked at him in a strange way.

Mai Lada said, "There's something I want to ask you. ”

“What is it? ”

Mai Lada thought, “Your power… is your power related to death? When those chains you broke fell on the ground, the grass was dry, and even the ants in the dirt died! ”

Teacher Pudding couldn't help but frown... He didn't care that Mai Lada knew about it, what he cared about was that the power of his death had spilled over and he didn't feel it.

He looked subconsciously at the gloves he used to imprison the power of death… Theoretically, these gloves can prevent the power of death from leaking.

It seems that, after the fourth outbreak of the power of death, the gloves have become ineffective - it seems that he made a good decision to leave.

“Didn't you already have a psychological answer?” Teacher Pudding shook her head at the moment: “Why ask me personally? ”

“Indeed!” Mai Lada instantly rejoiced and rushed to Teacher Pudding's face with a fierce eye, "Lucky Goddess didn't abandon me, turns out I've been so close to the target! Did you know I came here for you? ”

“Well... I don't want to know now.” Teacher Pudding said softly and then took a small step backwards - mainly bald heads, muscles, strong men - and it was really hard to reverse some of his conceptual identity.

“[Pluto]!” Mai Lada took a deep breath at this time, "your power, did it come from [Pluto]! Tell me where [Pluto] is! ”

“Pluto?” Teacher Pudding's consciousness frowned, even if he was not a departed theological teacher, but as a different kind of walking between non-human beings and humans, he would obviously know what Pluto meant.

Because most of the myths in the world are confused, and some of them intertwine with each other in evolutionary relationships, they will be called the gods of [Pluto], but there are also several —— of course, both Pluto and nature can be associated with death.

“I don't know Pluto.” Teacher Pudding shook her head at this point: “I can certainly control some of the ability to bring death, but it seems to be natural and should not be what you say you get from Pluto. ”

“Impossible! You lied to me!” Mai Lada was excited at the moment, and even though she was powerless, she grabbed Teacher Pudding's arm directly, "you must know where [Pluto] is! ”

Perhaps Teacher Pudding does not know where [Pluto] is, because he himself, possibly [Pluto] - an idea that flashed through his mind almost as soon as Mai Lada recognized the power of death.

But he denied it at the next moment.

[Pluto] What is it?

[Pluto] The murderer of the Greek divine system is the ultimate weapon created by the master of the Underworld to fight the Olympus Mountains... [Pluto] existence will only bring death to the world. If Teacher Pudding were [Pluto], this world would probably have become a new underworld!

And Mei Lada met [Pluto] - he had already met [Pluto] the first time he came into the world with his companions!

My companion died because of the appearance of [Pluto] … Although Mai Lada was unable to see [Pluto] clearly at the time, he was able to remember how [Pluto] made people feel.

The average teacher, unlike the man in the black dress of the day, made people feel completely different.

So!

Teacher Pudding must have gained a little power of death by touching [Pluto] and then gaining it from [Pluto] - even a little power is enough to make Teacher Pudding strong!

After all, [Pluto] it was created by the master of the Underworld, a super weapon that frightened the gods of Mount Olympus!

“I have no reason to lie to you either.” Teacher Pudding pushed Mai Lada's hand away, fearing that he would not be able to control himself and that the power of death would probably cost him a lot of life if it leaked to Mai Lada again… or even death.

“No! No! No!” Mai Lada panicked, "you listen to me! I didn't mean to ruin it by looking for [Pluto]! You don't have to worry at all! Instead, the reason I came looking for [Pluto] was to invite it back! Only [Pluto] can restore the glory of old to us, the Sothes! ”

“... so, in fact, you're still trying to get this [Pluto] power, aren't you?” Teacher Pudding shook her head: “I hope [Pluto] 's power will fulfill your wish. ”

“You don't understand! You really don't understand!” Mai Lada's emotional excitement: “[Pluto] is a legacy of the divine family, a power belonging to the divine family! Whatever the original battle of the gods it belonged to, it matters now! Now the Sothes! We are all descendants of the gods, we do not know one another, the sky is good, the sea is good, the remnants of the underworld are good, we are already closely connected, only to restore the glory of the Gods' times! You can use the power of death, and theoretically, you're part of our Sothes clan! You also have an obligation to contribute to the great path of the resurrection of the Sothes! Pudding, believe me, you'll be a hero to my people! You will be the only son of death! ”

Mai Lada really tried to express something, and Teacher Pudding could feel the urgency in his heart.

“Unfortunately, I'm not interested in these. And the power of death in me won't do anybody any good. It doesn't really do much more than bring death… If you're looking for the trace of the Pluto, I suggest you go to Continent, where Hades originated. Of course, you can also go to ancient Egypt to dig, and maybe find a clue about Osiris… it's all Pluto anyway. ”

“Lord of darkness!” Mai Lada bites his teeth right now: “I'm going to take you to the Lord of Darkness, and when you see it, you'll understand everything, and you'll believe me! ”

“Lord of darkness? ”

“The Lord of Darkness is a great survivor of the Great War of the Gods!” Mai Lada said with piety: “Unlike the descendants of our gods, the Great Lord of Darkness is the real thing, and has been a true god since the age of the gods! It's the true god of the Thors! It sees that it leads us back to the peak and reclaims the kingdom of God from the shameless thieves of the Magicians' Association! ”

“It's not easy for the gods to die and the so-called Lord of Darkness to survive.” Teacher Pudding nodded, "Okay, I'll let you gradually go to the Lord of Darkness... Anyway, I have always been very interested in the history of my strength. ”

“What are you waiting for?” Mai Lada instantly rejoiced and couldn't wait to plug his wings in now and fly back to Cao of the Soth gods to meet the Dark Lord! But he suddenly remembered another thing, losing his power, he couldn't even open the coordinate channel to [the inhuman realm], "Do you… do you have the coordinates to enter [the inhuman realm]? ”

Teacher Pudding weighed Mai Lada up and down, and only watched this fast, two-meter tall bald head raise his head in indignation, slowly said: “I don't have this kind of thing, but it seems that there are some common coordinate channels in this world, I used to pass by a few times. ”

“You've never been to the" inhuman realm "?” Mai Lada said incredibly.

Teacher Pudding shook her head: “I was not interested, and the world is still very big. I have not walked in many places, so there is no need to go to new places. ”

“Then let's go now! ”

“Not now.” Teacher Pudding shook her head: “I'll have to wait two days before I can leave. ”

“Okay, two days, two days!” Mai Lada wanted to, too: "But for two days, you will not leave me! ”

“… tell me about the Thors.” Teacher Pudding waved, “and [Pluto's] thing, I'm going to the hospital now, so let's walk and talk. ”

……

……

“... so this Dark Lord is actually a poor fellow sealed in a stone wall, and you Sothes are just a bunch of little people who have been crushed into hiding by [the Magicians' Association], right? ”

On the way, looking at Mai Lada's almost violent look, Teacher Pudding held onto her glasses and said helplessly: “I've always felt like you Soth people were doing something that had no future. Why don't you Sothes reconcile with the Magicians' Association? ”

“What are you talking about!” Mai Lada made almost a screaming sound.

Teacher Pulling helped the glasses again: “As you said, you Sos have already undergone a division, some of the people have been integrated into the [Magician's Association], and it seems that there are still people at the top, I think this part of the people who have left is very visionary? If the rest of your people nod their heads, the end result will probably be, are they all happy? ”

“Impossible!” Mai Lada is furious: “[Magician's Association] is just trying to dilute, assimilate our blood, and gain the power of the gods from us! The power of the great gods must not be tarnished by mortals! ”

Instead, Teacher Pudding laughed: “Let me think, if the knowledge I learned didn't lie to me, perhaps the gods of the Gods era are more open to you... almost sow everything? ”

Mai Lada trembled in anger, and if he didn't have the strength now, he would have had to knock this guy out and tie him straight home.

“Well, I'm still going to meet the Lord of Darkness you worship.” Teacher Pudding said coldly.

Mai Lada's mood only slightly calmed down at this time, "I've said so much, and now it's you... how the hell did you get the power of [Pluto]? ”

“I told you, I've had it since I was a kid.” Teacher Pudding shrugged her shoulders, "like a gift. ”

Mei Lada laughs in her heart... pretend, when you go to the Dark Lord in front of the Dark Lord, I see how hard you can be?!

At this point, Mai Lada suddenly remembered something about the deaths of the knights and clergy of the Holy Church during the day.

Though he did not see who did it, he clearly felt the power of death, and at this point he knew that Teacher Pudding was also carrying the power of death, which was directly linked.

So Mai Lada looked directly at Teacher Pudding and said, "By the way, do you have a date with the Holy Church? ”

“No?” Teacher Pudding shook her head: “Why ask? ”

“No?” Mai Lada frowned: “If not, why did you harvest the lives of those saints and priests during the day... to help Stra, the old priest? ”

Teacher Pudding suddenly stopped - not because of Mai Lada's last words, but because a passers-by suddenly fell down in front of the road.

The man just walked past the sidewalk lights and then suddenly collapsed - without a sign.

“Drunk?” Mai Lada frowned... suddenly falling down the street like this, many drunk.

“No,” said Teacher Pudding. “He's dead. ”

“Death?” Mai Lada had some surprises, but didn't panic… his hands had been stained with blood, [the inhuman realm] early in its creation, full of violence and bloodshed, "Death is death, what's so strange, human vulnerability. ”

But all of a sudden he remembered what had happened to the church as a powerless man, and he was restless and shut up.

“No, it's weird.” Teacher Pudding walked straight up to the dead passersby, squatted down and looked closely.

“Strange what?” Mai Lada follows.

Teacher Pudding thought, “He will indeed die, and in the near future, because his body is not well, he has a heart attack… but it will not be today. His time, it's over early. ”

“You mean he was actually killed?” Mai Lada dissatisfied: “Just say so. What's so complicated about it? ”

Teacher Pudding shook her head, and there were things he couldn't explain carefully to Mai Lada... and not everyone was as understanding as his new student.

“Look!” Mai Lada suddenly whispered.

What he was talking about was ahead… on the road ahead, people walking on the road sparsely, one after the other, suddenly falling to the ground.

Boo--!!

A car, suddenly out of control, hit the door of a ready-to-wear shop on the side of the road.

“Who...” Teacher Pudding looked at the chaotic and strange street with surprise. People had died, "End the life of this town early...”