Deep in the Living
Chapter 284 - 272 Journey

It was the post-performance provided by Luo Di that kept everyone around.

Before the invasion of the world began, they each were indeed bored. It’s quite rare to encounter such an intriguing Outer Realm Apostle who could even slay that dangerous Evil Play entity during the service tests.

Moreover,

The fussiness over his armor after being bestowed with the title of envoy, as well as his unique taste in mounts, all surpassed that of new recruits, and were indeed quite interesting.

They also took note of the superpower that Luo Di brought from the Otherworld, which fundamentally differed from Hell Witchcraft.

The entity seated in the C position evaluated:

"That shade of grey is quite special; it can actually instill fear in the Crow Colt and make it completely submit to him. This is a special creature that lives in the Evil Play Territory; the world he hails from must also be very special.

This fear-inducing grey is very intriguing..."

One of the Great Lords, who stood erect relying only on his spine, his skin fluttering like a tattered cloak in the wind, said:

"Shall we try to locate this Angel Envoy’s world coordinates?"

"There’s no need for that~ His world is very distant, and even with precise positioning, we’d need to expend a vast amount of fuel to even possibly get close.

Besides, since he has chosen the ’path’ I provided, let him continue on it for now. I want to see the final outcome; before the results are out, try to avoid any external factors that might disturb his development."

The eyeball entity that first noticed Luo Di threw out a question:

"Boss... is this route leading to the Punishment Room really necessary? He’s part of the sequential team after all, why not just use the upper Array to send him over.

After all, the truly important and dangerous journey is heading to the Punishment Room afterwards."

"Do you have an objection to my arrangement?"

Maybe sensing a change in the boss’s aura, all of the eyeballs on his body rapidly constricted their pupils, "No, no."

However, the boss in the C seat still gave an explanation, seeming to be in a good mood today.

"The metallic composition of his body is mainly related to the Punishment Room, and he is most likely to have only interacted with Hook. I want to see the entire sequential team’s attitude towards this Spine. After all, for his subsequent arrangements, Hook’s support alone is not enough; he needs to go to the Great Monastery and obtain the formal identity of a Monk."

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[Central Nest - War Transmission Tower]

The Central Nest area has a large number of such towers, capable of sending thousands of Spines directly to the battlefield in one go.

Luo Di, as an envoy, had the opportunity for ’individual targeted transportation’.

Under the guidance of one named Fei Spine, he arrived in a solo transportation chamber.

There wasn’t much waiting or wandering around. Three Wizards activated their spines simultaneously, and streams of spinal cord energy were injected into the Teleportation Array.

Luo Di thought it was the space teleportation he had seen in sci-fi shows.

Little did he know,

The Array actually disassembled his body along with the spine completely and then carried out reconstruction above 90% at the destination Array.

Although it ensured the integrity of the spine, the body was somewhat affected.

Strangely,

As the transportation commenced, a tinge of grey emerged between the Arrays.

The unstable bodily structure became stable under the influence of this color.

The reconstituted Luo Di retained 100% integrity, even surprising the Wizards responsible for the transportation, as they rarely encountered such smooth transmission, especially when the subject was not a native demon.

Not only that,

Even the Crow Colt that was transported alongside also remained unaffected, maintaining its integrity.

Buzz!

The transportation ended.

The spores in the permeating air eagerly tried to enter Luo Di’s nostrils; luckily, he was well-prepared and wore a Jaw Splitter, purifying any air entering the respiratory tract with its scorching heat.

[Battlefield Edge]

An area where large-scale war had already ended.

All around were various huge craters, often still containing a great deal of foul-smelling purulent liquid, swarming with the few flies and living maggots that still lingered.

The soil was thoroughly dyed red with the blood spilled in the war, moist and sticky.

It’s strange that,

despite the massive number of demons that died during the war, not a single corpse can be seen.

"Spine, where did the corpses go?"

"Mr. Di, the reason Primordial Slime is willing to meet our endless war demands is not that they’re obedient, nor because they love war.

They just enjoy the corpses that war provides. As long as one demon dies, a Lumper will be born in the pools of Primordial Slime."

"By that logic, shouldn’t Primordial Slime be the largest force in True Hell?"

Spine swung its coccyx forcefully to indicate denial,

"Numbers have never been the key to determining strength. We Spine also extract nourishment from war, a nutrient known as war experience. This nutrient is no less valuable than those corpses.

Moreover, units like [Sequence Group], which you, Mr. Di, are associated with, have even fewer numbers, not even reaching the size of a war unit. Yet they hold the title of a great force and also possess significant world authority.

[Strength]is the real key to determining the power of a force.

All large forces in Hell seem to be suffering personnel losses, but in reality, each is taking what they need, nurturing top-tier beings.

If a civilization is still judging strength by numbers, then that civilization must be primitive.

This is what I heard in the legion, and it is indeed the case."

"Hmm."

After leaving the city, Spine seemed to become particularly professional, it landed on Luo Di’s shoulder, connecting its nerves to the cervical spine for memory sharing.

A sheepskin scroll map appeared in the brain, marking out the specific route to the Punishment Room.

"This is the route of our journey to the Sequence Group.

Because the Sequence Group does not vie for resources and does not actively recruit demons, it is a neutral and special force, located on the edge of the world.

We need to cross a total of three territories and pass two mountains that serve as the border lines to reach the [Sin Laden Bridge], the necessary path to the Sequence Group’s territory.

Calculating at the fastest speed of the Crow Colt, it would take a full five days to travel. Along the way, we should pass through some ordinary towns where we can stop to resupply, as there are no specific time requirements from above; just don’t drag it out too long."

"Ordinary towns? Which forces’ demons live there?"

"Mr. Di, there are indeed many demons in True Hell~ Some females can give birth to more than ten, even a hundred in their lifetime. Yet most demons cannot obtain a ’Hell Item’ like you.

If they want to survive, they can only live in such Hell towns, undergoing various targeted trainings, hoping one day to be chosen by a force.

Of course, some towns are affiliated with certain forces, but as an Angel Envoy, you will receive special treatment wherever you go."

"Let’s go."

"Wait, Mr. Di~ I cannot fly for long periods, let alone maintain the speed of a Crow Colt, please allow me to attach to your body."

"Hmm."

Spine transformed its wings into a collar, hanging around the neck like a bamboo flute.

Luo Di was already eager to try out the so-called mount, wanting to test the speed of this special Hell Beast.

Although he had never learned how to ride a horse, Luo Di could quickly learn through the adaptability of his body and the knowledge of Torture Device Construction.

His hands pulled at the reins constructed of iron chains,

Imitating the posture of horse riders from movies,

"Go!"

The horse’s mane swayed,

Whoosh!

The Crow Colt shot forward like a black arrow, its speed far exceeding imagination and reaching an astonishing 200 km/h, able to perfectly adapt to any kind of terrain, even leaping over holes over ten meters wide.

Luo Di also noticed that during the run, feathers grew on the inside of the Crow Colt’s four legs, better conforming to aerodynamics.

After leaping out of the war zone, they faced a forest of thorns that could withstand the dryness of Hell, which was the most common type of forest structure.

The thorns fed on the blood flowing from the battlefield area,

Their longest spikes could grow over one meter, leaving little space to pass; crossing such a forest would normally require maneuvering and hacking through.

However,

The Crow Colt did not slow down.

The crow’s eyes had already chosen the best path.

Whenever an unavoidable spike blocked the way, the Crow Colt’s beak would snap open, crushing the thorns in one bite, chewing and swallowing them, and also replenishing its nutrients.