Chapter 267 New Members
Chapter 267 New Members
Bitter tears flowed from Yi Laizhe's eyes: "They cannot reach the abyss. They can only be like trapped birds, bound to the side of their own bloodline descendants forever. And when I die, I will also be like them, becoming one of the undead souls left behind by my descendants."
"What?" Phil Gray and Eli were stunned and looked at each other, seeing unbelievable shock in each other's eyes.
"Why is this happening?" they asked impatiently.
"This is the retribution of losers and arrogant people!" Yi Laizhe showed a trace of contempt and ridicule on his face, "Our family has a long history. We once had an ancestor who was one of the earliest quasi-gods of the God of Death. He once competed with the current God of War for the position of a subordinate god, but unfortunately he failed.
"If it had stopped there, the family wouldn't have fallen into such a desperate situation. However, he was unwilling to give up, and after lying dormant for a thousand years, he even tried to gather the souls of all the family members to strengthen his own strength and help him regain the throne. In the end, he was like a clown, and was easily defeated by the God of War in one move, hahahaha."
“At that time, he was annihilated directly, but I don’t know whether it was the effect of his skills or because his arrogance brought a curse on the tribe. After that, every time someone in the tribe died, there was no gate to the abyss to take them away. Instead, they would be trapped next to their descendants. Our family also gradually withered away, and in the end only one line was passed down. In the past hundred years, there are only a few descendants left in the world. Now, I am the only one in our family, so these souls accumulated from generation to generation will follow me.
"Hahaha..." Yi Laizhe's laughter was mixed with a bit of sadness, and his hoarse voice was like an old bellows, revealing endless vicissitudes.
"My father wanted to kill me and then himself when I was born. He hoped that this way, the descendants of the family would be extinct, so that the souls of the ancestors could be freed. Whether it was dispersing from now on or something else, it would be better than being confined in this small space, and we could also get rid of this endless torture. He poisoned me, but fortunately my mother found out in time, so I survived, but my voice was ruined. When I was five years old, my father dragged my mother to death, and since then, my father has also become the ghost behind me."
Phil Gray pursed his lips and was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to comfort this miserable Son of God.
"That's so!" Yi Lai was surprised. "But logically speaking, after so many years, the number of your ancestors' dead souls should be much more than this, right?" After all, according to Yi Laizhe, they are a big family with a long history, so the number of dead souls that have been passed down to this day is not just over a thousand? It must be tens of thousands, right?
"This is related to the request I want to make. Our family has made countless efforts to solve this problem. We once prayed for the mercy of the gods. Although we did not completely solve this problem, we did find a way to allow the souls of some ancestors to reach the abyss." Yi Laizhe paused and continued, "We spent the wealth accumulated by dozens of generations to build a huge temple of death. After that, we only need to build a special coffin for an ancestor in the temple, let his soul enter the coffin and be buried in the temple. Then he can enter the abyss through the temple of death and no longer be bound to his descendants."
"But this kind of coffin shouldn't be easy to make, right? Otherwise, why are there so many ghosts of your ancestors following you?" Eli speculated.
"Yes, this kind of coffin requires a certain amount of gold to make, and a large amount of death power is needed during the making process." Yi Laizhe said helplessly, "Every generation of us spends almost our entire lives making coffins for the souls of our ancestors. Not only do we need to accumulate enough gold, we also need enough death power. It is already a great thing to bury the souls of dozens of ancestors in a lifetime."
Yi Laizhe's mouth curled up slightly, his eyes full of nostalgia, "I became the God of Death's favored one when I was eight years old. I spent nearly two years building a coffin to send my father to the abyss, so that he would not be bound for too long. This was also the happiest thing in my childhood. After that, I became the Holy Son of the Church of the Dead, and I have been accumulating gold through various methods to build coffins, hoping to bury more ancestors."
"No wonder you always seem to be trying to make money in various ways." Phil Gray patted his shoulder. "So you want me to help you input some death power when you build the coffin, right? You won't borrow money from me, right?"
"Yes, the divine power needed to build a coffin is probably the total power of four divine revelation-level followers. Even if I save enough gold, the speed of the divine power cannot keep up, so I hope you can help me." Yi Laizhe looked at Phil Gray with pleading eyes, "In return, I can become your attendant. Although these undead have caused me great trouble, they also make me have strong combat power. You should need a strong attendant like me, right? Or you can propose any conditions, and I can agree to it, even letting me withdraw from this Pope selection."
Eli tutted his words. “What a tempting offer.”
Phil Gray pondered for a while and nodded, "I promise you, but you don't have to withdraw from this selection, because I will use my own strength to seize the position of Pope. As for the condition, just do as you said. You have to be my attendant for five years."
"Five years?" Yi Laizhe asked in disbelief.
"Is it too long? Three years is also fine." Phil Gray pondered. He should be able to complete the task assigned to him by the God of Destiny and defeat the Gods of the Abyss in less than three years, right?
"No, no, no, just five years. I just found that you are very kind." Yi Laizhe smiled. He thought he would have to exchange his lifetime freedom for the other party's help, but he didn't expect it would only be five short years.
"Merciful? I'm a black-hearted boss who often forgets to pay my servants' salaries." Phil Gray looked at Eli with a smile.
"Well, he is right, but you are welcome to join us and work for this boss together." Eli shrugged and extended his hand to Yi Laizhe in a friendly manner.
Yi Laizhe shook hands with him solemnly, then looked at Phil Gray expectantly, "Can you help me build the coffin after the Pope's selection? I have almost accumulated some materials."
"Of course, no problem." Phil Gray patted his shoulder. "I won't break my promise. Come on, to celebrate your joining our team, I'll treat you to a meal. We haven't had enough fun yet after what happened in the restaurant just now."
"No need, I just asked the butler and our chef to cook for us." Eli said promptly.
Phil Gray suddenly realized and said with a smile, "Oh, yes! The servants that the Archbishop recruited for us are all here. That's great." He nodded with satisfaction and continued, "After we finish the meal, we still have some important things to deal with."
"What's the matter?" Eli asked curiously.
"Of course, we want to catch the person who attacked us in the restaurant."
"Are you planning to sneak into the residences of those candidates?" Eli narrowed his eyes.
"Yes." Phil Gray planned to use his Shadow Grasp to sneak into Rodney and Marshall's mansion to find out the truth first. He felt that these two sons of saints were very suspicious.
"I think we can go to Marshall first, then Rodney. As for Jaslin, based on what I knew about her when she was a child, it shouldn't be her," Eli said.
"Saint Jaslin would certainly not use such inferior means. I agree with you." Yi Laizhe nodded.
"Okay, but you don't have to follow me later. I will go to their mansions to investigate by myself." Phil Gray picked up the tea and took a sip.
"This, is it too dangerous for you to go alone?" Yi Laizhe asked with a frown.
"Don't underestimate our boss. He can hide in the shadows and will never be discovered. If we go there, we will implicate him." Eli spread his hands and said.
"Yes, you two should also pay attention here to see if anyone attacks again in the middle of the night. I think he will never give up until he kills us. He may make another move tonight." Phil Gray warned.
"no problem."
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