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Chapter 142 Temporary Workers
"S-Stop poking."
He tried his best and finally released the ice crystal control on the puppet, allowing him to speak.
"I surrender, Lord Xize, please, please listen to me." The long sword pierced his chest and nailed the puppet to the ground.
Although the puppet has no sense of pain, his real body does!
"Cough, cough, cough!!" The real body of the [Musician] kept coughing, and blood foam spurted out of his mouth.
"Please let me go, and in exchange I will tell you a secret," he said hurriedly.
Unexpectedly, after this last sword strike, this guy couldn't withstand the pressure.
"Is this an exchange?" Caesar pulled the sword out of the puppet's chest and looked down at him condescendingly.
The [Musician] looked at the holy sword in Caesar's hand with great fear. This must be the [Nuanxue] that defeated the Dragon of Destruction. Could the power that can transcend space come from it? !
"No, no, no, this is a request."
The [Musician] quickly explained: "You can listen to my secret first, and then make a decision."
"Okay, go ahead and tell me. I'll think about it." Xize loosened the sword in his hand. Nuanxue floated around him, occasionally flying in front of the puppet of the Musician and shaking it, as if threatening something.
The [Musician] glanced at Nellie and Bishe who were not far away, and said, "I can only tell you this secret. Your Highness Nellie and Miss Spider over there need to stay away."
"What can't I hear?" Nellie asked.
"There's nothing I can hear but Nelly can't. Just say it here." Caesar also spoke.
"......" [Musician] was silent.
"No?" Caesar raised the sword in his hand.
"...I'm sorry, but this secret can only be heard by you. No one else is qualified to hear it, including Her Highness Nellie." The [Musician]'s attitude was unexpectedly firm.
"It seems that you haven't suffered enough." Caesar stretched out his hand and took Nuanxue in his hand, playing with it nonchalantly.
"This secret is extremely important. It concerns the lives of tens of millions of people in the capital. Are you sure you don't want to listen to it?" The [Musician] said stiffly.
"..." Caesar also fell silent, which brought considerable psychological pressure to the [Musician].
"..." Sweat remained on the forehead of the musician.
"Okay, if you insist." Finally, Caesar compromised.
call.
[Musician] was sweating, but the worst situation did not happen.
"Some things are not convenient to talk about here. Lord Caesar, please go to the underground of the royal capital and I will tell you in detail."
"Okay." After hesitating for a moment, Caesar finally nodded.
He left Nuanxue with Nelly as a safeguard.
Valissa flowed out of the scrapped armor like liquid, and then turned into human form again.
"Valissa, take my head and lead Lord Caesar to that place." The [Musician] ordered.
The magic power of the [Musician] surged out, and the rocks on the ground surged like flowing water, and finally formed a huge pit that led directly to the sewer of the royal capital.
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The sewers of the royal capital were interconnected. Valissa was running quickly in the sewers holding the head of the puppet of the Musician, and Caesar was following closely behind them.
"Lord Caesar, I would like to cooperate with you." said the [Musician].
"Cooperation?" Caesar was puzzled.
"Please keep what I am going to say confidential, especially don't tell Her Highness Nellie."
"I can't promise you this, you tell me first." Caesar did not speak rashly.
The [Musician] didn't care and continued talking to himself.
"I wonder if you can notice that the world has changed since you killed the Dragon of Destruction."
"Various mazes and disasters have emerged in this world, ruthlessly killing many people in this world."
"It's not a coincidence that these conditions occur together; they all occur for a common reason."
Having said this, the [Musician] paused, looked at Caesar and spoke.
"That's all because of the death of the Dragon of Destruction."
"What do you mean?" Caesar couldn't understand.
"The Dragon of Destruction is one of the most powerful legendary individuals in the world. It possesses the most magical power in the world and is of great significance to the world."
"We all know that one of the basic principles of magic is that magic attracts magic."
"And the magic power in the body of the Dragon of Destruction is the most powerful in the material world. Its body is constantly drawing magic power into its body."
"As long as it exists, once the main material world and the spirit world are connected, the magic power in the spirit world will flow into the main material world under the guidance of the Dragon of Destruction."
Valissa ran around in the sewer holding the head of the puppet of the Musician, and gradually went deep into the sewer.
The sewers of the royal capital are divided into the outer layer and the deep layer.
The situation deep inside is so complicated that if we were to describe it with a map, it would probably have to be a thick book.
Even the craftsmen who built it were unable to know the full picture of the sewer.
For example, Leila and her team had been operating on the outer layer of the sewers before.
Without a map, low-level adventurers who go deep into the sewers are courting death.
"But the Dragon of Destruction is dead. It was killed by you, and its ability to attract magic power has disappeared."
"The creatures in this spiritual world saw an opportunity."
"As long as the barrier between the material world and the spirit world is broken before an individual like it is bred, the magic power and treasures in the material world will be plundered by the creatures in the spirit world."
The road ahead passed through a foul-smelling underground river. The magic power in Caesar surged, forming a magic barrier to separate himself from the foul-smelling water.
Caesar was keenly aware of the word "musician".
The Black Death Cult is an organization that believes in a certain creature from the spiritual world and calls it a god.
Why use the term "spiritual creature"?
"Your faith in the man in the Black Death Cult doesn't seem to be firm." Caesar said casually.
"Oh, you're talking about this." The [Musician] didn't seem to care.
"The leader of the Black Death Cult invited me to join the Black Death Cult and become a member of Black Finger in exchange for necromancy, so that I could do things for him."
"At best, I'm just a temporary worker."