Chapter 623 - Don’t Make Such a Scene (1/2)

Death was a concern in all planes and all worlds. Where there was life, there was death. Death was inevitable, even for the gods.

But nobody wanted to die abruptly; they wanted to die of old age on a bed surrounded by their children and grandchildren.

So… They would not hesitate to worship a god that could save them from deadly accidents.

Not just Ryan, even his teammates in black were also looking at Roland, eager for an explanation.

Roland shrugged. “As far as I know, he’s the only person in the entire Church of Light who has this special ability!”

“The Favored!” Ryan couldn’t help but curse, “Shoot!”

People like Roland and Schuck didn’t think that the Favored were a big deal.

In fact, it was just a cognitive bias.

It was just like some of those billionaires who claimed that they didn’t care about money.

They might really not be interested in money, but they certainly loved the leverage and influence that their money could bring.

At this moment, both Roland and Schuck were like those billionaires. They didn’t feel that being the Favored made their lives any different.

However, other believers who craved their gods’ favor but never got it would think that Roland and Schuck didn’t understand appreciation at all.

Ryan and his team lost hope upon hearing that it was the Favored’s ability.

Sitting on the ground, Ryan held his rough and weatherbeaten face and asked, “I wonder if you can answer a question before we begin cooperating.” “Be my guest.” Roland nodded. “I’ll answer anything as long as it doesn’t involve my privacy.” “You actually have ways to return to the main plane, right?”

Everybody was greatly shocked to hear that. Ragnar even raised his head in surprise.

Roland was slightly surprised at the guy’s intelligence.

“How can you tell?”

“Your vibe is completely different from ours, which means that it hasn’t been long since you arrived.” Ryan clapped his hands and explained, “Most people who just came from the main plane are depressed and miserable. Not seeing their family or any sunlight, and living in such a land of desolation, even the most resolute men need a couple of months to accustom themselves.

“Yet, you seem to be at great ease, which means that you’re very confident.”

Roland smiled. “It’s true that we can go back.”

Ryan heaved a deep sigh. “So you can really go back! Can you take anyone with you?”

Roland didn’t say anything but simply stood in silence.

“I understand. It’s understandable. Taking people back isn’t so easy.” Ryan sighed. “You’re not a Legendary Spatial Mage. Also, even a Legendary Mage can hardly teleport himself back to the main plane, much less taking someone else with him.”

All the other people heaved a sigh too.

They wanted to return to the main plane badly.

Even though they had all grown up in this place, they longed for the warm and beautiful land of the legends. The stories of their hometowns on the main plane had been passed down for generations and influenced everybody who grew up here.

To return to the main plane was everybody’s greatest dream. In fact, Roland could take someone back… But why would he?

Where should those people settle down after he took them back?

This place had a rather mixed population.

Dwarves, gnomes, elves, human beings, and hybrids could all be found!

Also, many residents here had parents from different races.

If they were taken to the main plane, the situation on the main plane would be affected.

Also, they might not be able to survive on the main plane.

More importantly, there were so many people here that Roland couldn’t possibly take all of them back to the main plane.

Ten Thousand Stones Abyss City alone had more than two hundred thousand residents.

Considering other cities, the vast Netherworld had a population of several million.

If all of them asked him to take them to the main plane… and his teleportation magic array could only carry a dozen people at one time How much time would it take?

The magic arrays required materials too. How many materials would he have to use for the task?

Roland would be a fool if he were to do that.

Seeing that Roland was still silent, Ryan continued, “So, you specifically came from the main plane to deal with the True Ancestor of vampires?”

Roland nodded.

“Why?” Ryan was rather curious. Roland said, “The vampires of the main plane never go extinct. The Church of Light launched multiple purges, so the vampires in the main plane should all be gone, but after a while, new vampires will show up. So, we suspect that the True Ancestor returns to the main plane every once in a while and transforms several vampires every time she does. To solve the problem once and for all, we need to kill the True Ancestor.”

What he said was mostly a lie.

But some of the facts were true. For example, the Church of Light had indeed launched several purges. But not all the vampires were purged. They were all great hiders and good at survival. As long as one of their bats survived, they could recover very soon. “So a Saint Samurai was sent here?” Ryan felt that it was great news. “It’s true that the Saint Samurai can suppress vampires, but he’s not strong enough.” “We know, but the stronger people can’t come This is the Netherworld.” Roland found a random excuse. “We don’t want to piss off the Nether God.”

ome.

“That’s true.” Ryan nodded.

My random excuse turns out to be effective?

Roland was more or less surprised.

It was true that Sophie the Nether God didn’t want to see people who were too strong in the Netherworld. It made her nervous.

Also, the Wall of the Faithless in the Netherworld was quite famous.

Earlier, many Mages and other professionals had come hoping to rescue certain souls from the Wall of the Faithless.

Those people were all Demigods. Although none of them succeeded, the Nether God was quite bothered by them.

Ever since then, the Nether God had set up a barrier that anyone stronger than a Legend would trigger. Then, she would come and see what it was about.

If they were slightly weaker than Legends, she would only send the Soul Gatherers, clones of her godhood, to check it out.

“Then let’s talk about cooperation.” Ryan stood up and made a “please” gesture. “If you can create a barrier, please establish one for

us!”

A bright blue soundproof barrier unfolded around Roland, a trick he had learned from the drows. “Let’s talk.”

“In fact, the intelligence we gave you wasn’t complete,” said Ryan with a smile. “We also know the True Ancestor of vampires’ real name.”

“Her real name?” Roland was briefly stunned.

“Yes, calling her by her real name in a battle will slightly weaken her!”

“Why?”