Chapter 460 Underworld
Chapter 460 Underworld
Chapter 460 The Underworld (Please Subscribe!)
"Phew~"
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Moen breathed a sigh of relief. Another [Golden Cloth] had been unlocked, and it was such a special [Golden Cloth] that it made his worries seem to have become simple.
The Cancer Gold Cloth is definitely a special one among all the Gold Cloths.
The main reason is the "Ghost Cluster" located in the constellation Cancer. Because of the "corpse aura" there, the Cancer Gold Cloth has gained different abilities.
"Sekishiki Meikai Ha" is characterized by its ability to ignore physical defenses because it directly attacks the enemy's soul.
Moen closed his eyes and looked inward. At this moment, his "mini-universe" was also mixed with some evil and eerie power, which was "corpse energy", a power that could affect the "soul".
"Black dragon, oh black dragon, not only are you immune to magic, but your physical defense is also very high. You're truly monstrous. But what about your soul strength? Can it withstand my Sekishiki Netherworld Wave?"
Moen clenched his fist. Because of the magic of Cancer, he could mobilize "Sekishiki" even without wearing the [Cancer Gold Cloth]. His own "cosmos" contained "Sekishiki", which could be considered a side effect of unlocking the Cloth.
"Buzz!"
Moen took out the Cancer Gold Cloth, placed the gleaming golden box on the ground, and opened it under Moen's control.
"Click."
The Saint Cloth Box was opened, and a large, glittering golden crab appeared.
With a thought, the golden crab immediately disintegrated, transforming into armor pieces that covered Moen's body.
The Cancer Gold Cloth is quite distinctive, with a streamlined design reminiscent of the aquatic group. The helmet even features crab legs with outstretched claws, making it easy to identify which constellation this Gold Cloth represents.
"Not bad, it really is the Sekishiki Meikai Ha."
After experiencing the power of the Cancer Gold Cloth, Moen nodded. The core skill of this Cloth is "Sekishiki Meikai Ha" (Sekishiki Meikai Ha), which is highly related to the underworld. He can even go to the underworld now.
"Buzz!"
Moen stretched out his hand and made a random gesture in front of him.
A strange crack appeared, then widened into an opening. On the other side of that circular opening was a pitch-black space, a world that, at least for humans, inspired fear and was not a place for the living to tread.
Without hesitation, Moen stepped inside. Others might be afraid, and might never return once they entered, but he was not afraid; he could roam freely within it.
"So this world really does exist as a world for the dead."
When Moen stepped into the "Underworld," he couldn't help but sigh. Although he had seen ghosts before, including Kiko who used "Urban Legend" magic, he had never been to a place like the "Underworld," so no one could say for sure whether it existed or not.
"This place is really..."
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Stepping into the so-called "underworld," Moen observed his surroundings. How should I put it? This place was characterized by complete darkness, unlike the underworlds in other stories that had "King of the Underworld" or "King of Hell." This "underworld" was just pitch black, with no concept of sky or ground.
"It's like a dimension that simply stores souls."
Moen "walked around" or rather, floated around, since there was no land here and there was no way to walk.
Not far after drifting in this dark and sunless "underworld," Moen suddenly saw "human figures." Logically speaking, one shouldn't be able to see anything in such a lightless world, but those floating figures seemed to have their own spotlight, and Moen saw them at a glance, with unparalleled clarity.
The "people" also saw Moen's figure, and their surprise was evident on their faces. They could tell at a glance that Moen was different from them. Moen was obviously a normal human being, not a ghost. Moen should not be here.
"call!"
Suddenly, the ghosts all moved closer to Moen, their eyes gleaming with hope, as if they had seen a glimmer of hope.
Of course, some ghosts did not approach actively; they just floated there blankly, their forms gradually becoming illusory, as if they were about to dissipate.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?!"
"Are you alive? How did you get here?"
"Can we get out? I don't want to disappear!"
A group of ghosts surrounded Moen, chattering and shouting. They seemed to want to know from Moen how to leave.
"So ghosts can disappear after all?"
Moen seemed to be deep in thought, and his gaze fell upon the motionless phantoms, which were clearly the ghosts that were about to disappear.
"Quickly tell us! Can you take us out of here?!"
The ghosts surrounding Moen were extremely impatient, practically wishing Moen would take them away from there immediately.
Why should I take you away?
Moen shrugged. He was just here to take a stroll through the legendary "underworld" and had no intention of releasing these ghosts.
However, Moen also had some questions he wanted to find out: how were "Underworld Plants" cultivated by "Hades" Maldo Gil? Did they just throw them directly into the "Underworld" and let them absorb the "Underworld" aura?
At least in this "underworld," Moen couldn't see any plants growing, nor did he think any plants could grow in this "underworld."
"Damn it! If you won't take us away, then you're not leaving either!"
Moen's attitude angered some of the ghosts, and under the worried gazes of some of them, these agitated ghosts pounced directly on Moen.
"Buzz!"
However, their actions resulted in utter death. Wearing the [Cancer Gold Cloth], Moen was a "ruthless killer" when facing these ghosts. With a few casual wisps of "corpse aura," the ghosts were instantly dispersed.
In fact, if Moen wanted, he could even manipulate these ghosts and turn them directly into distorted personas, just like the masks hanging in the "Cancer Palace".
The ghosts were instantly obliterated by Moen, leaving the other ghosts dumbfounded. They fled without hesitation, not daring to linger any longer.
Moen ignored them and let them leave, instead observing the ghosts that were gradually disappearing.
"Is it being transformed back into its purest form of magic?"
Moen immediately recognized the state of these ghosts. In fact, the ghosts he had scattered were in a similar state, all transformed into the most primal and pure "Great Ring Magic".
"Will all this magic be replenished in the mortal realm?"
In an instant, Moen had a flash of inspiration and immediately understood what was going on.
"The souls here aren't just human; there are other creatures too. So... all the spirits of creation come to this underworld after death, and then return to the mortal world as pure magic?"
This explains why the magic of the Great Ring is inexhaustible; this "underworld" is part of the world's magical cycle.
"Then...is there no such thing as reincarnation in this world?"
Moen suddenly realized this. The "underworld" usually has the concept of "reincarnation". But if all souls eventually dissipate and return to the mortal world as magic, then logically the world should not have the concept of reincarnation.
"Buzz!"
As Moen continued to observe these ghosts, some familiar figures suddenly appeared around him. The reason they were familiar was that these people had all died because of Moen, or had been killed by him directly; in short, they were all directly or indirectly related.
"Mount Dole!"
Upon seeing Moen, all the ghosts became agitated.
Moen immediately noticed that among them were several unfortunate souls who had died, including "Orathimus Seis" and "Heart of the Devil," but there were no demons from "Tarrenus." Their souls had been converted into power and received by Mirajane, so naturally they wouldn't be here.
"I've been curious about how the sound is transmitted from this place."
Hearing the ghosts roaring his name, Moen couldn't help but complain.
There wasn't even any air in this place; he was relying entirely on his physical strength to endure it. Yet, despite the lack of air, sound could be transmitted with crystal clarity, which was truly baffling.
All I can say is, mind your own business in the magical world.
"You're still alive?!"
After their initial anger, the surrounding ghosts were shocked that Moen had actually come to the "underworld" as a living person!
"Don't make a sound, I'm thinking."
With a casual wave of his hand, Moen unleashed a burst of "corpse energy," which killed several more ghosts, turning them into pure magic.
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Fear appeared on the faces of the ghosts. Even in the "underworld," even after they had all become ghosts, Moen was still able to kill them, and it seemed even easier for him.
"Wait a minute, you guys, you must have died several years ago, right?"
After casually taking down a few noisy ghosts, Moen's gaze swept over the large group of ghosts. Then he paused, somewhat surprised, and spoke up. His gaze locked onto a few ghosts that he must have taken down not long after he started out and went on a mission.
"And these magical beasts are quite old too."
Moen's gaze swept over the group of magical beast souls to the side.
His memory is exceptional; he can still recall events from years ago, recognize the people involved, and remember the exact time when the magical beasts were killed, since they were all magical beasts that roamed specific areas.
In contrast, the magical beasts were much more docile, not daring to approach Moen or bare their teeth at him.
"Is the efficiency of soul transformation in the underworld really that low?"
Moen couldn't help but complain that these people and monsters had been dead for seven or eight years, yet their souls still existed.
"The stronger one is in life, the more abundant one's magic power, and the more resilient one's soul will be, the longer one will spend in the underworld after death."
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It was Brian who answered Moen's question. This "leader" of the "Oracles" and the former "Director of the Bureau of Magical Development" was clearly not idle in this "underworld".
Although "Head of State" Brian hasn't been here long, he has clearly figured out some of the underlying logic of this world.
"I see."
Moen suddenly realized that something didn't quite add up.
Although Moen is not a ruthless killer, he has certainly killed more than just these people. After all, he has eliminated quite a few bandits and outlaws in the past while carrying out missions, most of whom were ordinary people. Obviously, there are no ordinary people among these ghosts.
If things are as "Headmaster" Brian said, then it makes sense. The souls of ordinary people have long since dissipated, while those who were mages in life exist for a longer time. However, existing for a long time here is not a good thing.
The longer one exists in this world, the more torment one suffers; it's better to simply disappear so as not to suffer.
Moen glanced at the ghosts and could tell that those that had existed for a longer time were clearly somewhat mentally deranged. After all, existing in ghost form in such a dark and sunless place for several years must have been extremely torturous.
"Fine, I'll go all the way and help you out."
As he looked at the ghosts, Moen's [Cancer Gold Cloth] shone brightly. He pushed his hands forward, and the terrifying "Sekishiki Netherworld Wave" spread outwards, directly hitting the ghosts. The evil power in his "cosmos" directly destroyed the ghosts, turning them into the purest magic.
"Buzz!!!"
The magic dissipated in space, then slowly disappeared, and was sent back to the mortal world, becoming part of the Great Ring of Magic.
"They're so generous; they not only kill but also bury the animals."
Moen exclaimed, "Who has ever seen such a good person?"
"And what about me?"
Looking around, "The Führer" Brian pointed to himself. Moen had "sent away" all the other ghosts, but he was the only one left.
"You're a sensible person, and you're very skilled at magical research, so naturally we'll keep you here and ask you some questions. What other discoveries have you made during your time here?"
Moen smiled. He had deliberately left "The Führer" Brian behind; the guy might have more discoveries to make.
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"The Führer" Brian paused for a moment, then finally sighed helplessly.
Now he's asking Moen to kill him—no, not kill him, but to help him find release, to help him find release.
"To be honest, I didn't find anything else besides that. This place is a purgatory for mages, a purgatory for all magical creatures. It is a punishment for all people and creatures that use magic."
"The Führer" Brian shook his head. He had only discovered one thing, something that could be noticed with careful observation. He had tried to save himself and escape, but it was impossible because they couldn't even use magic and could only wait here quietly for it to dissipate.
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