Death was a concern of all the planes and the whole world.
Where there was life, there was death. Even the gods couldn't escape death.
But no one wanted to die a violent death. They wanted to live until they died of old age. They wanted to die in bed surrounded by their children and grandchildren.
So … they had to believe in a god who could save their lives and prevent them from dying a violent death.
Not to mention Clayon, even the members of the Black Uniform Squad beside him were looking at him as if they were asking for an explanation.
Roland shrugged. "As far as I know, he's the only person in the Church of Light who has such a special ability!"
"Favored!" Ryan couldn't help but curse. "Shoot."
People like Roland and Schuck both thought that the Favored were just so-so.
But it was actually a misunderstanding.
It was like how a certain magnate often said that he didn't care about money, because he really didn't care about tens of billions of dollars.
However, he still liked the leverage of hundreds or even thousands of times, as well as the power to influence politics with money.
Roland and Schuck didn't care about the "petty money" of the Favored at this moment. They felt that it didn't matter whether they had it or not.
But for believers, those who begged for the Favored but didn't get it would feel that they didn't know how lucky they were.
They all gave up when they heard that it was the ability of the Favored.
Ryan sat on the ground and held his rough and weather-beaten face. "But before we cooperate, can you answer a question for me, sir?"
"Go ahead." Roland nodded. "I'll tell you everything I know as long as it doesn't involve anything personal."
"You actually have a way to return to the main plane, don't you?"
Everyone was shocked to hear that, and Ragnar even raised his head in fright.
Roland was slightly surprised. The guy was quite smart.
"How can you tell?"
"You have a different vibe from us, which means that you've just returned from the main plane." Ryan clapped his hands and explained, "Usually, people who come to the main plane for the first time are depressed and miserable. Living in such a desolate place without seeing their family or sunlight, even the toughest person can't recover from it after a month or two. "
"But you're happy and at ease, which means that you're very confident."
Roland smiled. "It's true that we can go back."
Clayon sighed deeply. "You can really go back! Can you bring him back? "
Roland didn't say anything and just stood there quietly.
"I see. That's true. It's not that easy to bring someone back." Ryan sighed. "You're not a Legendary Spatial Mage. Besides, even a Space Mage would find it difficult to teleport back to the main plane, let alone bring someone along. "
The others all sighed.
They desperately wanted to return to the main plane.
Even though they had grown up here, they still yearned for the beautiful and warm places in the legends.
Things about the real homeland and the mortal plane had been passed down from generation to generation, deeply influencing every person who grew up here.
Returning to the main plane was everyone's greatest dream.
Actually, Roland could indeed take someone back with him … but why would he do that?
After bringing these people back, where would they be settled?
The people in this place were quite mixed.
Dwarves, Gnomes, Elves, Humans, Orcs, all of them!
Moreover, there were a lot of mixed-bloods.
If he rashly brought them back to the main plane, it would instead affect the situation on the main plane.
Also, they might not be able to survive in the main plane.
More importantly, there were too many people here, and it was impossible for Roland to bring all of them back to the main plane.
The Ten Thousand Stones Abyss alone had more than two hundred thousand people.
Counting the other cities, there were at least millions of people in the vast Netherworld.
If he asked him to send everybody back to the main plane, he could only take a dozen people at a time through a teleportation magic array.
How much time would it take?
The magic array would be consumed too. How many magic materials would it take to fill the hole?
Roland would be an idiot if he did that.
Seeing that Roland was still silent, Ryan continued, "So, you've come from the main plane to deal with the True Ancestor of vampires?"
Roland nodded.
"Why?" Ryan was curious!
Roland said, "We can't kill all the vampires in the main plane. The Church of Light swept through the main plane many times. All the vampires in the main plane should've been gone, but new vampires would appear every once in a while. So, we suspect that the True Ancestor of vampires is hiding in a certain plane and returning to the main plane now and then to transform a few vampires. To eliminate the source, we have to kill the True Ancestor of vampires. "
Most of it wasn't true.
Some of it was true. For example, the Church of Light had swept through the vampires several times.
But they couldn't. The vampires were too good at hiding and tough. As long as one bat survived, it would be able to turn back into a human being after a while.
"So, the Saint Samurai has been sent here?" Ryan found it good news. "The Saint Samurai can indeed suppress vampires, but he's not strong enough."
"We know, but stronger people can't come here. This is the Netherworld." Roland found a random excuse. "We don't want to piss off the Nether God."
"That's true." Ryan nodded.
I made up a random excuse, but it turned out to be correct?
Roland was secretly surprised.
Sophie, the Nether God, did not like strong people to come to the Netherworld, which would make her nervous.
Also, there was the famous Wall of Faithless in the Netherworld.
Many Mages and other professionals had come here before, trying to rescue certain souls on the Wall of Faithless.
They were all Demigods. None of them succeeded, but the Nether God found them troublesome.
Since then, the Nether God had set up a barrier that would be triggered by anyone who was stronger than a Legend. Then, she would come to see what was going on.
If the target was close to a Legend, she would ask the Soul Gatherer, her divine clone tool, to go there.
"Then, let's talk about our cooperation." Ryan stood up and made an inviting gesture. "If you can use a barrier next time, open one for us!"
A bright blue soundproof barrier was unfolded around Roland, which was a trick he learned from the drows. "Please go ahead."
"Actually, the intelligence I gave you earlier wasn't complete." Ryan smiled and said, "We also know the true name of the True Ancestor of vampires."
"True name?" Roland was briefly stunned.
"That's right. Shouting out her real name in battle can cause her strength to decrease to a certain extent!"
"Why is that?"
"Because she has Demigods," Ryan explained. "She's close to a Legend, and she's the creator of a race, so she's' worshipped 'by the entire race, which gives her some godhood. The godhood will make her look like a Demigod and give her a strong Mystery bonus in a battle. But if you know her true name, her godhood will be temporarily weakened. "
No wonder the True Ancestor of vampires was so strong.
One blow had cracked his Magic Shield, and one shot could have killed Schuck.
Roland had thought that the True Ancestor of vampires had a high profile.
Now, it seemed that she had a special buff.
Was this how the plot weakened the boss?
How interesting.
"Then what's the True Ancestor's true name?" asked Roland.
"Lilith Havoka."
Roland blinked. "That sounds like the name of a human girl."
"Yes, she was a human." Ryan smiled and said, "And she's a princess. I think she's the princess of Fareins! I wonder if there's such a country in the main plane. "
Well … Roland felt that this world was truly amazing.
"There is indeed such a country, and it's the strongest one in the human world." Roland opened his hands to show his surprise. "But I didn't know that she was a human … Speaking of which, how did she become the True Ancestor of vampires?"
Ryan shook his head. "We don't know. After all, she's lived for a long time. Maybe five hundred years."
"So, her true name is a weakness." Roland expressed his admiration. "You must've been lucky to learn that secret."
Normally, one had to hide their weaknesses, so how did the Resistance Army get their hands on them!?
"After all, we've been fighting her for three hundred years." Ryan put on a sad expression. "To get the secret, our forerunners paid a great price. Even our organization was almost destroyed. Thankfully, we survived."
"You're truly persistent," he said in admiration.
An organization that had fought the enemy for hundreds of years without any hope of victory had even found more and more of the enemy's weaknesses.
Those people's hatred for vampires was probably deep in their veins.
"But it's a shame that we can't get Lilith's skeleton in human form. If we had it, we would've been able to suppress her combat ability."
"Huh? Her skeleton in human form?" Roland was quite shocked.
Seeing the shock on Roland's face, Ryan said with a smile, "That's right. The True Ancestor abandoned her identity as a human when she turned into a vampire, but her skeleton was somehow stained with the scent of vampires and couldn't be destroyed. It's the proof that she's still essentially a human being. So … as long as we can get her skeleton, we'll definitely win. "
"Have you searched for her skeleton?" asked Roland curiously.
"Yes. I'm told that her skeleton was divided into four parts and hidden in a desolate place, "Ryan said rather anxiously. "We've been searching in the Netherworld for her skeleton since two hundred years ago. We've searched almost every place, but we didn't find anything. They even issued a high bounty, and many people came with fake goods. Until now, we haven't even seen her skeleton's knuckles. "
Roland was immediately lost for words.
Of course they couldn't find it, because Lilith had found her human skeleton in the main plane.
This legal loli was quite smart.
Not many people in the main plane knew about her. Even if her bones were found, there would be vampires collecting them and fighting over them.
Then, she released the news in the Netherworld so that those who opposed her would run around in vain.
She fooled both sides.
Impressive.
However, she was unlucky enough to run into a player who had a quest trigger system.
If the players hadn't entered this world, nobody in the main plane would've wanted to collect her skeleton at all.
In other words, theoretically speaking, her greatest weakness did not exist.
But unfortunately … her skeleton touched Roland.
At this moment, Roland realized why Lilith, the True Ancestor of vampires, was only a Master at the beginning when she was close to a Demigod.
So, there was a plot kill.
That was great!
Roland took a deep breath. "Then, how should we cooperate?"
"Can your Saint Samurai come again?" asked Ryan.
"Of course they can."
"Then we can do this. You'll deal with the minions and the experts under her command, and we'll focus on the True Ancestor of vampires." Ryan took the most dangerous and difficult task on his team. "If you're fine with it, let's do it this way. How about we discuss the detailed plan and procedures?"
Roland shook his head. "No, we'll deal with Lilith."
"This is not a joke. People will really die, Mr. Roland," Ryan said solemnly. "The resistance has fought her for hundreds of years. We're very familiar with her."
"We're not very familiar with her, but we can significantly weaken her combat ability."
Ryan was stunned.
Removing the soundproof barrier, Roland left the rocky beach.
Then, he found an empty place and teleported away.
However, the moment he teleported away, a cluster of gray mist carrying a black scythe appeared near where he disappeared.
After a dozen seconds, it slowly disappeared.
Roland teleported to Fareins and met the First Princess Stephanie for a cup of fruit wine.
Then, he went to the Cathedral of Light to find Schuck.
Because Roland had left a message in the guild chat, he only needed to say his name in the cathedral, and the silver-armored soldiers, who had received their orders, led him to the cathedral.
The interior of the Cathedral of Light was clean, beautiful, and magnificent.
The road was paved with golden rocks, and all the buildings were piled up with giant white rocks.
The perfect fusion of white and gold gave this place an extremely sacred feeling.
Schuck had a three-story villa of his own. The soldier led him to the door, and before he entered, he heard the sound of arguing inside.
"As I said, there's no need to launch a crusade. This is my personal business. I don't need the church to help me."
It was Schuck's voice.
"But the goddess said that nobody can bully our Saint Samurai! You would've been dead if you weren't blessed by her. " It was a rather pleasant female voice. "So, Mr. Schuck, this concerns not only you but also the reputation of the church."
"This is my personal business. Besides, I'm a Golden Son. I can't die even without divine grace." Schuck's voice was full of helplessness. "A lot of people will die in a crusade. Many, many people! Why do you have to make such a big deal out of this when I can take care of it on my own? The lives of low-level priests are also lives, the lives of soldiers are also lives. "
Then came an old but dignified voice. "But this is also the goddess's will."
"Then I'll talk to the goddess about this and ask her to take back her order!" Schuck sounded rather displeased. "Your Holiness, please wait for a moment. I'll go and bless them."
Then, Schuck came out of the garden and saw Roland standing outside.
He looked rather embarrassed.
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