Chapter 1374: Chapter 590: The Kindhearted Good Samaritan

Darkness.

Still in the darkness.

A sharp “woo-woo” wail suddenly echoed.

This sound only lasted for a few breaths before abruptly ceasing.

Immediately after.

Something silently fell down.

—It was a rectangular box.

The moment the box appeared, it immediately merged with the earth, disappearing without a trace.

After several monsters hurried up, carefully investigating but finding nothing, they left dejectedly—

It took a full two hours.

Only then did the rectangular box emerge from the ground again.

It slowly transformed, taking the form of a refined human male, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a pair of glasses.

“I have arrived in the Pale World. Send me the true name of the target.”

The refined man said.

He reached into the void and immediately pulled out a pair of sharp claws, skillfully slipping them onto his hands and moving them freely.

After waiting a few breaths.

The voice of the Destructive Main God Adrian echoed from the void:

“Destroyer of the Destruction Ancient God, Shadow World King, Dry Strangler, is it really you who accepted the bounty?”

“It’s me,” the refined man said.

Adrian was silent for a few breaths before speaking:

“Someone as renowned as you should already be breaking through to the Saint Realm, taking on this bounty?”

“I owe Old John a favor,” the refined man said lightly.

Adrian’s voice continued:

“I see, the true name of that Destruction Primordial Spirit is ‘Baxter.'”

“—Kill him.”

“Bring his head to me, and you will receive the joint reward from the Dream World and the Destruction Camp.”

The refined man asked, “Are you sure this is the name?”

“Yes,” Adrian affirmed.

“Alright, as long as he is indeed in this world, I guarantee he will die here.”

“There is no problem with the intelligence, Old John used a very powerful Divination Law,” Adrian said.

“Then I’ll be waiting for my good news.”

The conversation ended.

The refined man took out a stone slab and engraved a line of true name with the sharp claws:

“Baxter.”

The engraving of the true name was completed.

The stone slab lit up and suddenly emitted a low voice:

“Target confirmed.”

“Condition one: True name verified;”

“Condition two: The target is in the current world;”

“Condition three: The target has initiated combat.”

“Once these three conditions are met, you will be directly teleported behind the target.”

Done!

The refined man opened his arms, embraced the stone slab, and slowly sank into the ground.

Silence in the darkness.

It was as if no one had ever come here, nor had anything ever descended here.

—This infamous assassin entered a state of silence.

The moment the target begins combat—

He will immediately complete the assassination!

…

On the other side.

Nightmare World.

The remains were placed in the grand hall of the Eternal Night City Palace.

Underworld Lord Miketika Xiwa examined them carefully before speaking:

“Your idea is correct.”

Shen Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

“Really? I was so afraid of doing something wrong that would lead to the complete destruction of these bones—after all, so many years have passed, and a gust of wind could turn them to dust.”

He said.

Underworld Lord Miketika Xiwa said solemnly:

“No ‘attribute-based’ Resurrection Technique can be used, nor any technique to revive it other than a Resurrection Technique.”

“Because it is a card.”

“You must save it with the most orthodox Resurrection Technique.”

“—The Destruction Side’s Resurrection Technique is the most professional in this aspect.”

Shen Ye nodded slightly.

This is what we call expertise.

The Undead Race has always mastered the mysteries of life and death better than other races!

“Then I’ll begin.”

Shen Ye said.

“Start,” Charlotte said.

Shen Ye took a deep breath, forming a Spell Seal with his hands.

He chanted long, obscure spells.

Until the spells perfectly matched the Spell Seal, triggering spiritual power, releasing that legendary technique—

Catastrophe Resurrection Technique!

“Rise!”

Shen Ye shouted.

The skeleton suddenly stood up, growing flesh, hair, and features all over, adorning bright armor, holding a spear, looking around anxiously.

“Are you an ally?”

His voice boomed like thunder.

Infinite Eternal Power emerged from him, transforming instantly into a gale, almost blowing Shen Ye and the Underworld Lord away.

So strong!

Shen Ye was amazed.

This guy’s power fluctuations are stronger than mine!

—In terms of basic attributes alone, this guy is certainly far superior to me!

Lines of faint text appeared in the void:

“Eternal Messenger (revival in progress).”

“A warrior spirit born from a mission, immune to curse, elemental, physical attacks, only laws can harm it.”

… How monstrous.

Yet even such an existence has died.

Shen Ye composed himself, preparing to respond to what comes next.

—It can’t be considered as having revived him yet!

Must shield him from deadly calamity!

Shen Ye raised the pale flame and said:

“Let’s make it short—”

“You are dead, and I am reviving you.”

“Please don’t move recklessly, cooperate a bit.”

The Eternal Messenger glanced at the pale flame, his murderous aura slightly subsided, and he remarked:

“So you are one of us.”

He seemed very knowledgeable, immediately putting away the spear, standing aside without making any further moves.

The hall returned to tranquility.

Shen Ye quietly awaited the arrival of the calamity.

What was it that killed this messenger back then?

“How did you die?”

Shen Ye asked.

“Too many monsters, and I had no reinforcements, hit continuously by covering techniques, ultimately couldn’t hold out,” the Eternal Messenger said.

Before the voice had fully fell.

Shen Ye suddenly noticed a piercing whistle from the void.