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Chapter 1625

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When Mr. Pulin left, Father Stella didn't ask him to stay. He didn't even want to come out of the confessional small dark room.

Mr. Pulin didn't care. He looked up at the stars. The stars were dim, and it seemed like a storm was coming.

Most seaside towns were like this. Maybe there would be a light rain before dawn … Mr. Puli planned to go to the hospital again. Before he left, if there was nothing special, he should be there.

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

When he went out, someone stood in front of Mr. Pulin and stopped him … Mai Lada.

"You haven't left yet. Is there anything else?" Mr. Pulin asked curiously. At this time, Mai Lada looked at him strangely.

But Mai Lada said, "There is something I want to ask you."

"What is it?"

Mai Lada thought for a while and said, "Your power … Is your power related to death? When those broken chains fell to the ground, the grass nearby had already dried up. Even the ants in the soil died! "

Teacher Pu Lin couldn't help but furrow his brows … He actually didn't care that Mai Lada knew about this matter. What he cared about was that his death energy had unexpectedly already overflowed, and he himself hadn't noticed it.

He subconsciously looked at the gloves he used to confine the power of death … In theory, this pair of gloves could prevent the power of death from leaking out.

It seemed that after the fourth explosion of the power of death, the effect of this pair of gloves had begun to lose its effect. It seemed that his decision to leave was not wrong.

"Don't you already have the answer in your heart?" Mr. Pulin shook his head and said, "Why do you still ask me personally?"

"As expected!" Mai Lada was instantly overjoyed. He hurriedly walked to Mr. Pulin. His eyes were blazing, "The goddess of luck didn't abandon me. It turns out that I was so close to my goal! Do you know that I came here all for you?! "

"Well … I don't want to know now." Teacher Pu Lin said lightly. After that, he took half a step back lightly – it was mainly because he was bald, muscular, and strong. It was really very difficult to reverse his approval of a certain concept.

"Nether King!" Mai Lada took a deep breath and said, "Does your power come from Hell King?! Tell me, where is the King of Hell?! "

"Nether King?" Teacher Pu Lin subconsciously furrowed his brows. Even if he wasn't a theology teacher who had already left his post, as someone who walked between non-humans and humans, he obviously knew which ones the Underworld King was referring to.

Because most of the myths in the world were chaotic, and some of the myths were intertwined with each other and evolved, there were actually a few gods who were called Pluto. Of course, since they were Pluto, they could naturally be associated with death.

"I don't know the Nether King." Teacher Pulin shook his head at this time. "I can indeed control some abilities that bring death, but it seems to be innate. It shouldn't be from Pluto as you said."

"Impossible! You lied to me! " Mai Lada was agitated at this time. He didn't care that he had no power and directly grabbed Teacher Pulin's arm. "You must know where the Nether King is!"

Perhaps, Teacher Pulin really didn't know where the Nether King was, because he himself might be the Nether King. This thought flashed through Mai Lada's mind almost at the moment when he recognized the power of death.

But it was also denied in the next moment.

What was the Nether King?

The Nether King was the murderer of the Greek Gods. It was the ultimate weapon created by the master of the Underworld to fight against Mount Olympus … The existence of the Nether King would only bring death to the world. If Teacher Pulin was the Nether King, the present world would have become the new Underworld!

Mai Lada had seen the Nether King before. When he first came to the present world with his companions, he had already met the Nether King!

His companions died because of the appearance of the Nether King … Mai Lada couldn't see the Nether King's appearance clearly at that time, but he could remember the feeling that the Nether King gave people.

The feeling that the ordinary teacher and the man in the black suit gave people was completely different.

So!

Teacher Pulin must have come into contact with the Nether King and then obtained a trace of the power of death from the Nether King. Even if it was just a trace of power, it was enough to make Teacher Pulin strong!

After all, the Nether King was created by the master of the Underworld. It was a super weapon that even the gods on Mount Olympus were terrified of!

"I have no reason to lie to you." Teacher Pulin pushed Mai Lada's hand away. He was afraid that he couldn't control himself. If the power of death leaked to Mai Lada's body again, it would probably cause him to lose a lot of life … or even death.

"No! No! No! "Mai Lada was a little panicked." Listen to me! I'm looking for the Nether King, but I don't mean to destroy it! You don't have to worry at all! On the contrary, the reason why I came to find the Nether King is to invite it back! Only the Nether King can let our Soth God Clan regain the glory of the past! "

"… So, in fact, you still want to obtain the power of the Nether King, right?" Teacher Pulin shook his head and said, "I hope that the power of the Nether King can fulfill your wish."

"You don't understand! You really don't understand! " Mai Lada said emotionally, "The Nether King is a remnant of the God Clan. It is the power of the God Clan! No matter which side it belonged to in the war of the gods, the most important thing is the present! The current Soth God Clan! We are all descendants of the gods. We are inseparable. Whether it is the sky, the sea, or the remnants of the Underworld, we are already closely connected. We only want to restore the glory of the Age of the Gods! You can use the power of death. In theory, you are also a member of our Soth God Clan! You also have an obligation to contribute to the great revival of the Soth God Clan! Pulin, believe me, you will become the hero of our clan! You will be the only Son of Death! "

Mai Lada was really trying to express something. Teacher Pulin could feel the urgency in his heart.

"Unfortunately, I am not interested in this. Moreover, the power of death in my body will not be of help to anyone. Apart from bringing death, it has no other use … If you want to find traces of the Nether King, I suggest you go to the European continent. That is the origin of Hades. Of course, you can also go to ancient Egypt to dig. Maybe you can find clues about Osiris … Anyway, it is the Nether King. "

"The Lord of Darkness!" Mai Lada gritted his teeth and said, "I will take you to see the Lord of Darkness. After you see it, you will understand everything and believe me!"

"The Lord of Darkness?"

"The Lord of Darkness is a great existence that survived the War of the Gods!" Mai Lada said with a pious face, "The great Lord of Darkness is different from us descendants of the gods. It is the real deal. Since the Age of the Gods, it has been a real god! It is the true god of the Soth God Clan! Its knowledge will lead us back to the peak and take back the God Kingdom from the shameless thieves of the Magician Association! "

"The gods are dead, but the so-called Lord of Darkness survived. It is really not easy." Teacher Pulin nodded. "Okay, I will go with you to meet this Lord of Darkness … Anyway, I have always been very interested in the origin of the power in my body."

"Then what are you waiting for!" Mai Lada was instantly overjoyed. He could not wait to grow wings and fly back to the Soth God Clan to meet the Lord of Darkness! But he suddenly remembered another thing. Having lost his power, he could not open the coordinate channel to the [Inhuman Domain]. "You … Do you have the coordinates to enter the [Inhuman Domain]?"

Teacher Pu Lin sized Mai Lada up from head to toe. He only looked at this baldy who was almost two meters tall, so ashamed and indignant that he couldn't raise his head. Only then did he slowly say, "I don't have this kind of thing, but it seems that there are a few public coordinate channel stations in the modern world. I actually passed by a few before.

"You have not been to the [Inhuman Domain] even once?" Mai Lada said in disbelief.

Teacher Pulin shook his head. "I was not interested in it before. The modern world is very big, and there are many places I have not been to. There is no need to go to new places."

"Then let's go now!"

"Not now." Teacher Pulin shook his head. "I have to wait for two more days before leaving here."

"Okay! Two days it is! "Mai Lada said without thinking." But in these two days, you are not allowed to leave me! "

"… Tell me more about the Sosius God Clan." Teacher Pulin waved his hand. "There is also the matter of [Hell King]. I have to go to the hospital now, so let's talk on the way."





"… In that case, the Lord of Darkness is actually a pitiful fellow sealed in the stone wall, and your Sosius God Clan is just a small group that has been suppressed by the [Magician Association] and is forced to hide, right?"

On the way, looking at Maio Lada's expression that almost wanted to go berserk, Teacher Pu Lin pushed up his glasses and said very helplessly, "After listening to you say so much, I keep feeling that your Sosius God Clan is really doing something that has no future. How about your Soth God Clan reconcile with the [Magician Association]? "

"What did you say!" Mai Lada almost screamed.

Teacher Pu Lin pushed up his glasses again and said, "You also said that your Sovann God Clan has already undergone a split. A portion of your clansmen have already integrated into the [Magician Association], and it seems that some of them have reached the top. I feel that this portion of clansmen who left are very far-sighted. If the remaining people of your clan nod, the final result will probably be a happy ending? "

"Impossible!" Mai Lada said angrily. "The [Magician Association] only intends to dilute and assimilate our bloodline to obtain the power of the gods from us! The power of the great gods can't be tainted by mortals! "

Teacher Pulin smiled and said, "Let me think. If the knowledge I learned didn't lie to me, the gods in the era of the gods were more open … They almost sowed everything?"

Mai Lada trembled with anger. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have the power now, he would have knocked this guy unconscious and tied him up to bring him home.

"Okay, I'll still go and see the Lord of Darkness that you worship," Teacher Pulin said coldly.

Mai Lada calmed down a little. "I said so much, and now it's your turn … How did you get the power of [Hell King]?"

"I said that I had it since I was young." Teacher Pulin shrugged. "It's like a talent."

Mai Lada sneered in his heart … Keep pretending. When the Lord of Darkness goes to the Lord of Darkness, I'll see how long you can keep your mouth shut!

At this time, Mai Lada suddenly remembered something. It was the death of the knights and clergymen of the Holy Church during the day.

Although he didn't see who did it, he clearly felt the shroud of the power of death. Now that he knew that Teacher Pulin also had the power of death, he directly made the connection.

So, Mai Lada directly looked at Teacher Pulin and asked, "Oh right, do you have a grudge with the Holy Church?"

"No?" Teacher Pulin shook his head. "Why do you ask?"

"No?" Mai Lada frowned. "If not, why did you harvest the lives of those holy knights and clergymen during the day … Was it to help that old faker Stella?"

Teacher Pulin suddenly stopped. It wasn't because of Mai Lada's last words, but because a passerby suddenly fell down in front of the road.

This person had just walked past the streetlight on the sidewalk, and then suddenly fell down — without any warning.

"A drunkard?" Mai Lada frowned … Who would suddenly fall down in the street like this? Many of them were drunkards.

"No." Teacher Pulin said, "He is dead."

"Dead?" Mai Lada was a little surprised, but he didn't panic … His hands were once stained with blood. In the early days of the [Inhuman Domain], there were all kinds of violence and blood. "If he is dead, then he is dead. What's so strange about it? Humans are so fragile."

But suddenly, he remembered what he had suffered in the church as a powerless person. He suddenly felt irritated and shut his mouth.

"No, it's very strange." Teacher Pulin directly walked up and came to the side of the dead passerby. He squatted down and carefully examined.

"What's strange?" Mai Lada asked from behind.

Teacher Pulin thought for a while and said, "He will indeed die, and it will be in the near future. Because his body is not very good, and he has heart disease … But it won't be today. His time has been prematurely ended. "

"You mean to say that he was actually killed?" Mai Lada said with dissatisfaction, "Just say it directly. Why make it so complicated?"

Teacher Pulin shook his head. There were some things that he couldn't explain to Mai Lada in detail … Not everyone was like his new student, who had outstanding comprehension ability.

"Look!" Mai Lada suddenly shouted in a low voice.

He was talking about the road ahead … The people who were walking sparsely on the road ahead suddenly fell to the ground one after another.

Bang —!!

A car suddenly lost control and crashed into the entrance of a clothing store on the side of the road.

"Who …" Teacher Pulin looked at the chaotic and strange street in surprise. People were actually dying one after another. "Ending the life of this town prematurely …"

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