Chapter 83 People, You Have to Leave a Way Out for Yourself!

People, where possible, will leave a way out for themselves.

Jason?

not excluded.

In other words, the life of the "city that never sleeps" made him more and more accustomed to leaving a way out for himself.

so--

'In the moment after dawn, declare me the ultimate champion of this 'game'! ’

This is what Jason told Lothar 11 when he parted with Lothar 11.

In this regard, Lothar 11 has no objection.

In the bottom of Lothar 11's heart, his good friend Jason was originally a well-deserved number one.

As for the remaining 'Survivors' and 'Murderers' who participated in the 'game'?

Needless to say, those "abandoned sons" from hundreds of big families, Lothar 11 knows exactly what these people are.

As for those 'masochists'?

Lothar 11 simply flipped through the files of these 'masochists', and didn't want to take a second look.

In his mind, these people should go directly to the gallows.

rather than appearing in the so-called 'game'.

Even the 'death lawyer' who seemed to have such a 'sense of justice', in order to win the case, used the method of burying his family alive to force several witnesses to change their confessions before looking at the other party. becomes a negative number.

But what can be done?

These are the games prescribed by the 'fathers'.

He is a young man, and nothing can change.

At least, that can't be changed now.

Of course, he believes that the main character must be able to change all this.

And he?

Just cooperate.

"Has your mother responded?"

Lothar 11 looked at Hera 10 with a solemn expression.

From the information just now, Hera 10 had such an expression.

However, when Lothar 11 was questioning, the solemnity on Hera 10's face suddenly disappeared, and the tension in his eyes also disappeared, leaving only a sense of relaxation.

Such changes cannot be concealed from Lothar 11.

"solved?"

asked Lothar Eleven.

"Um!"

"My 'inspiration' just now gave me the feeling that a great crisis is about to come, but now it is safe - at least, those of us here are not in any danger."

Hera 10 nodded and said, and at the end of her words, she added a sentence.

"That's good."

Lothar 11 breathed a sigh of relief that his own life was safe.

Then, the eleventh heir to the Lothar family asked naturally.

"Can you contact your mother?"

"I want to know more about 'Mandarin Town'."

Lothar 11 did not hide.

Hera 10 is Jason's friend, and naturally his friend.

For friends, this kind of inquiry is the best.

"I'll go ask."

Hera 10 got up and said.

Lothar Eleven is Jason's friend and she doesn't mind helping.

"it is good."

Lothar 11 nodded, and after watching Hera 10 leave, his eyes once again glanced at the younger generation of the 'Hundred Great Families' present.

Passed by Lothar 11's gaze, fear flashed deep in the eyes of these young people from the "Hundred Great Families".

Not just because Lothar 11 suddenly killed one of them with a 'finger gun'.

Although this is one of the most important reasons.

But another reason was the news that Lothar 11 had just notified them.

The 'mystery side' is revealed!

How can this be!

You must know that the reason why the 'Hundred Great Families' can control the world is because the 'mysterious side' is completely in the hands of the 'Hundred Great Families'. Once it is announced, what will happen?

Those civilians have also become their equals.

Although not possible in the short term.

But sooner or later it will reach that level.

and also……

'Body of God'!

Once these civilians are made aware of such an existence.

So, what will the world look like?

Can you say no now?

The corpse that just fell to the ground with a 'bang' appeared in the minds of all the younger generations.

Use your own life to protect the interests of all?

These younger generations from the 'Hundred Great Families' can't do it.

They just use their eyes to encourage others to try.

As for themselves?

Sit back and enjoy its achievements.

Wasn't that the case before?

Seeing such a situation, Lothar 11 was not surprised at all.

When he said these words, he guessed the reactions of these people.

Just like me!

It's all so selfish!

Lothar Eleven laughed to himself.

Why does he know these younger generations so well?

Because they are the same kind of people.

only……

He is a fabricated sub-personality, and from time to time, he will be influenced by the "majestic and powerful main character", so when he sees those innocent people who are about to suffer annihilation without knowing it, he feels in his heart.

So I have some ideas in my mind.

This thought made him make a slight change.

Just the slightest change!

He can't really save those innocent people.

He can only give those people a little way to save themselves.

'Mystery side'!

'Secret Art'!

The part about the 'God's body', even most of the 'secret arts', is naturally impossible to disclose. This will touch the root of the 'Hundred Great Families'. No matter how superb his skills are, once he touches this, he will also Gotta be slaughtered to scum.

Therefore, he can only find a way to announce some basics.

Then, add some advanced ones.

If possible, hide some advanced occult knowledge in it.

and this……

It's his limit.

"Sorry!"

"I tried my best!"

"I don't want to die yet, so I can only do so much, hope... Hey, what am I being hypocritical? What qualifications do I have as a sub-personality to say these words, this is all the arrangement of the main character."

Lothar Eleven smiled again at self-deprecating.

However, in the bottom of his heart, he silently added another sentence.

"I hope you... keep improving!"

Then, Lothar 11 was once again embarrassed for his pretentiousness.

He raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose.

Then, the whole person leaned back in the chair.

He was waiting for the return of Hera 10.

Although it is possible to ask the 'main character' at this time, if you ask the 'main character' for this kind of thing, the character of the 'main character' will definitely be irritable, and he doesn't want to be obliterated because of such 'trivial things'.

So, just wait patiently.

Fortunately, this wait is short-lived.

Tatata!

With steady and powerful footsteps, Hera 10 returned.

The expression on his face was even more solemn than before.

She attached to Lothar 11's ear and informed her of the news she had just received.

A look of surprise appeared in Lothar Eleven's eyes.

The whole person sat up.

Then, a clear look appeared on his face.

It was so!

Is this the result of the 'main character' you want?

This is the 'main character' why you approve of me?

Because the 'Hundred Great Families' will exist in name only, naturally they don't need to care about their attitudes anymore.

Then my plan... can I also change it a little?

Give them more opportunities?

Thinking of this, Lothar 11 asked about the 'main character', and after getting acquiescence, Lothar 11 sat up straight.

He looked around and said with a smile.

"Everyone."

...

At the end of the river that ferries the dead is a canyon promenade.

After passing through the canyon promenade, there is a mountain peak.

The mountain peaks soar into the sky.

At the very top is a palace.

Below the mountain is a deep valley.

In the bottomless valley, interrogation and questioning could be heard from time to time, accompanied by the wailing and begging of the souls of the dead.

Lothar and Lothar 1 first glanced at the palace at the top of the mountain.

Then, all eyes turned to the deep valley.

Will my wife (mother) be there?

Thinking that his wife (mother) might be tortured in the deep valley, the expressions of Lothar and Lothar 1 and their father and son changed.

Lothar, who had always been calm like a lake, had no emotional ups and downs, a fierce killing intent appeared on his body.

Sharp as a blade.

Killing intent is like the cold wind.

As soon as it appeared, the dark clouds in the sky rolled endlessly, and the ground began to tremble slightly.

Woo!

The wind howled.

Mixed with deadly snow and ice.

Lothar 1 had a frantic face, the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily, and his eyes turned to the deep valley. Immediately, the sound of interrogation, questioning, wailing, and begging for mercy disappeared.

There were only hysterical screams left.

"I can't wait more and more now!"

"Can't wait to turn your heads off!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

With frantic laughter, Lothar 1 rushed towards the palace on the top of the mountain like an arrow.

Lothar?

It's a step ahead.

When Lothar 1 arrived at the palace on the top of the mountain, the palace that was dark as ink and with endless majesty had already turned white, and it was... frozen.

Sitting there, it's like an ice cube.

Lothar looked at the palace suspiciously.

Lothar 1 looked at the doubtful father, the madness in his heart lessened a little, and then carefully looked at the palace in front of him.

The next moment, Lothar 1 cried out in doubt.

"Um?"

It's been a long time since Lothar 1 was surprised.

But what's in front of you is definitely one of them.

He is ready to fight the master of the palace, the legendary 'Lord of the River Styx', 'The Return of the Dead', 'The Shepherd of Shadows', and the 'Night Shepherd'.

Can……

The other party died.

Do not!

Can't say it's dead.

The body of the other party is there, but it is like a puppet being manipulated, mechanically completing its own work.

There is no more agility and sanity.

Even in the face of attack, it is prudent.

Even the counterattack was a beat slower.

Black death aura rushed towards Lothar and Lothar 1 from all directions.

Lothar raised his hand.

Such black death energy was frozen.

The figure inside froze in place.

It doesn't seem like such a thing was thought of at all.

He didn't seem to know what to do next.

"How is this going?"

Lothar 1 looked puzzled.

Lothar shook his head and said he didn't know.

And at this moment-

Da da da!

Suddenly, the mist surged, and with the crisp sound of horse hooves, a dark carriage fell from the air.

After the four dark horses looked at Lothar and Lothar 1 with their cloudy eyes, the carriage of the carriage opened straight, and the souls inside came out one by one.

"Pondol? Dolco?"

Looking at the many acquaintances who appeared inside, Lothar 1 raised an eyebrow.

However, these 'fathers' of the once prestigious 'Hundred Great Families' couldn't see Lothar and Lothar 1 walking towards the frozen palace.

With every step they take, a life of their own emerges above their heads.

The life of one of them caught the attention of Lothar and Lothar 1.

It's the leader of the 'them'.

When the father and son saw the existence hidden behind the leader of 'their', their hearts were filled with real anger.

"It was him!"

Lothar gritted his teeth and creaked.

"Ah."

"Is this a bastard who killed my mother?"

Lothar 1 chuckled lightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

All he has is a savage killing intent.

The next moment, Lothar pushed open the 'door'.

The father and son disappeared.

...

Jason disappeared.

Just disappeared in front of him.

This made the huge body a little helpless.

Immediately, however, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He is not good at fighting.

It's fine now that Jason is gone, but when he thinks of what Jason said when he left, the huge body frowns.

But soon, only sneers remained.

"return?"

"Although I don't know how you got out of here."

"But when you come back, I will definitely be able to fully master this body, and be familiar with combat skills!"

"When the time comes... hum!"

With a cold snort, the huge body was filled with tyrannical killing intent.

He hadn't forgotten what Jason had done to him.

devour his flesh.

cut his throat.

and also……

Make him the god of orphans!

Although the body of God will grow back, it is unforgivable!

"Next time, I must take you..."

The huge body swears.

But before he could finish speaking, a door appeared silently behind him.

The two figures came out of the door, without any hesitation, the two figures raised their legs and kicked on the back of the huge body.

Compared with the huge body, the two figures are completely insignificant. It stands to reason that such a kick would not work at all, but in fact, on the contrary, the huge body that pressed these two feet not only fell heavily on the ground. On the ground, moreover, he fell into a dizziness and couldn't get up at all.

With a gloomy face, Lothar walked in front of the huge body.

Let the other person's eyes see you.

And the moment he saw Lothar, the huge body exclaimed.

"Lothar!"

Full of fear.

Full of fear.

"very good."

This is Lothar's answer.

Then, raise your hand and punch.

boom!

The tiny fist was printed on the forehead of the huge body.

Snapped!

The head of the huge body shattered like a watermelon that was run over by a truck.

Then, under the action of the body of God, the head began to recover.

But then it was shattered by Lothar.

After ten times in a row, Lothar did not make another move. He sensed the remaining vitality of the opponent and thought quietly.

Total death?

Too cheap each other!

He wants to let the other party live rather than die!

At this time, Lothar 1 found something and laughed.

Lothar followed Lothar 1's gaze and immediately saw the scars on the neck and crotch of the huge body.

Then, he looked at the ice hockey mask and blade that Lothar 1 picked up.

"A friend of Lothar Eleven, a young man named Jason?"

"What a good boy!"

"Good job."

Lothar praised without hesitation.

"Well, much stronger than the previous Hu Peng Gou friends, Lothar 11 has made a good friend this time."

Lothar 1 was also happy for his brother.

Then, the father and son looked at each other, Lothar 1 looked at the huge body with a weird smile and said.

"Lothar 11's friends' precious items can't be lost because of some guys. We should send them back to Jason. It happens that these two items are full of thoughts of their masters, and we also have a good sacrifice here. Taste."

"certainly!"

Lothar nodded in agreement.

"Do not!"

"You can't do this!"

"I am a god..."

boom!

Hearing the huge body of the father and son talking, he shouted in panic.

He knew what they were going to do.

But because he knew, he was afraid.

He didn't want to be two unremarkable props looking for the help of his master... No, it's more appropriate to say that it is 'fuel'.

However, Lothar and his son completely ignored the wailing of the huge body, and Lothar 1 simply punched the other party, making the other party shut up completely.

Then, a complicated ceremony appeared in the confined space.

The huge body is on the bottom, the ice hockey mask and the blade are on the top.

Then, it's burning!

Burn the supernatural power, soul, and body of the huge body, give the ice hockey mask and the blade, and let them return to the arms of their masters.

Such burning is undoubtedly painful.

Undoubtedly life is better than death.

And this made Lothar and his son satisfied.

When the last wailing disappeared, the huge body turned into ashes, and the ice hockey mask and blade disappeared.

The father and son looked at each other.

There is no smile.

Neither was relieved.

There is just unwillingness.

"Father, do you think time can be reversed?"

After a moment of silence, Lothar 1 suddenly asked.

"Rewind time? Impossible!"

Lothar answered with certainty.

A look of frustration appeared in Lothar 1's eyes.

"but……"

"We can go back in time!"

Losar paused and said.

Immediately, Lothar 1's eyes lit up.

After the father and son looked at each other again, they disappeared in place in an instant.

Also disappearing together is this closed space.

Or……

collapse!

Collapse without warning.

as if it appeared suddenly.

Its disappearance is also sudden.

It seems that nothing exists.

But just before this space was about to completely collapse, a tall, strong figure appeared here.

As soon as it appeared, that arrogant and extremely powerful aura hit the collapsed space, causing the collapse of the entire space to become stagnant.

Layers of fluctuations emanated from this figure.

Formed ripples, impacted in all directions.

"Jason smells!"

"Jason has been here before!"

Arras, who was wearing a martial arts uniform, looked around and sniffed.

However, the collapsed space hindered her.

"hateful!"

"One step too late!"

"Jason, wait for me!"

With such a shout, Arras rose into the sky, turned into a phantom, and completely smashed the collapsed closed space.

Only one big, flaming 'sky' was left.

The flame text quickly burned out.

The space is also completely collapsed.

Only darkness remained.

But in the darkness, the deeper darkness is one piece after another.

The raging fire of the soul suddenly lit up.

The entire darkness was illuminated.

Tens of thousands of skull dragons appeared here silently. With their wings open, there were tens of thousands of meters. The black armored knights on the backs of the dragons patrolled here, and behind them, there was an endless horizon. Army of the Undead.

Boundless.

cannot be counted.

In the center of the undead army, in a palace entirely composed of shadows, Denise sat angrily on a soft sofa.

Didn't find it again!

Obviously, he has used the Sage's Stone to locate Jason!

Why haven't we found Jason yet!

"Her Majesty the Queen."

"Please calm down!"

"There is indeed the breath of His Royal Highness here. His Royal Highness came here, but he just left. As long as we continue to look for it, we will definitely be able to find His Royal Highness."

In the shadows, Lederman came out and persuaded his majesty.

As the prime minister, this is what it must do.

When Her Majesty is happy, she is happy.

Her Majesty is angry, it is angry.

Her Majesty is sad, it is sad.

As for governing the kingdom of the dead?

Although they have established a country for a long time... no, they have the strength to establish a dynasty, but they roam with the queen's will and will never stay in one place.

"Um."

"Keep looking for Jason."

Denise nodded.

With an order, countless undead started again.

In the darkness that is deeper than pitch black, the fire of the soul illuminates everything.

Anyone who perceives the existence of this army is evading.

They, they, they looked at this army in horror, and shouted with trembling voices—

"Undead Calamity!"

"Yes Yes--"

"Queen of Calamities!"

...

Just when all existence is unavoidable, somewhere between dream and reality.

A fleet is ready to set sail.

Jichel stood there timidly, watching the fleet that was pieced together.

"Can they really fly?"

"certainly!"

"And, they don't just fly!"

"You can still travel through dreams!"

"That's the key to finding Jason!"

Evelyn replied.

"Then shall we tell the others?"

asked the kind Gilcher.

However, he immediately cried out in pain and squatted down with his head covered.

It was Evelyn who was in the body.

"Who are you going to tell?"

"Jason belongs to the two of us, no one can interfere, even if you only tell 'Cloak', 'Futon No. 1' and 'Futon No. 2', but they will tell others, those guys never forget Looking for Jason, so, only we know, you don't want those goblins to pester Jason, right?"

Evelyn said angrily.

"Um."

Ji Xier nodded weakly.

"Then let's go!"

"Find Jason!"

"Take him back to the 'Watchdog Pastry House' and live happily together!"

With such a declaration, Evelyn controlled the body of the female pastry chef and walked into the battleship.

Then, in a roar.

The fleet took off.

The next moment, they fled into the void.

Do not!

Yes, a dream!

They move forward and seek in a unique way.

At this moment, Jason, who had returned to the City that Never Sleeps, suddenly felt an itchy nose.

He sneezed uncontrollably.

A sneeze!

A sneeze! !

A sneeze!

Three in a row, loud and clear.