yasinovel Chapter 4164 An Interrupted Journey to Death
Chapter 4164 An Interrupted Journey to Death
Chapter 4164 An Interrupted Journey to Death
Although she didn't get the specific details about the priest of the Fellowship of God, the clue of "Vampire Town" had already made Na secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
“Vampire Town…” she repeated the name softly. It seemed that her initial guess of choosing between the two options hadn’t gone wrong; it had actually come true by accident.
"fair enough."
At the very least, the probability of Mudjue encountering the Divine Faction is quite high.
Regardless, every single one that gets in is better than losing everything here.
"No other questions?" Shou Yiling raised an eyebrow at Na, her gray-green eyes filled with a hint of mockery.
Na was slightly taken aback: "Can I ask again?"
Shouyi Ling let out a sharp laugh: "Heh heh heh, of course not. But saying that at this time is quite fitting, isn't it?"
Na: "..."
Shouyiling shifted her gaze from Na's face, her grey-green eyes slowly landing on the milk dragon. She let out a strange laugh: "Hehehe, now it's this yellow fat-headed lizard's turn. What's your question? Don't tell me you don't have anything to ask. 'Old Steward' doesn't have that much patience to waste with you."
The dragon stammered and weakly protested, "Um, I'm not a lizard."
Shouyi Ling tilted her head, her semi-transparent shoulders trembling slightly: "Is there a difference? Isn't a lizard good enough? Or are you trying to say you're a dragon?"
He suddenly lowered his voice, his tone revealing a strange excitement, "If you really dare to say you are a dragon, then the treatment will be different. Your master will collect you from head to toe, even your fingernails, into a glass jar, leaving not a single crumb."
The dragon's pupils contracted: "...I was wrong, I am a lizard."
Shouyiling glanced at it with an even stranger look, a mocking smile playing on her lips: "You really think you're a dragon?"
He chuckled, his gray, misty hair swaying slightly. "My master isn't blind. If it were truly a dragon, why would he just leave it here like this?"
"Enough with this nonsense, hurry up and ask what you need to ask."
Milk Dragon grunted twice, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
...What do you want to ask?
He had previously thought that if Na's answer was incomplete, he would fill in the gaps.
However, since Shouyiling directly gave the answer that the Divine Sect's outpost was located in Vampire Town, it's unlikely that any further questions could be asked.
Therefore, he doesn't need to keep asking this question; he should change the subject.
What would be a better question?
After a moment, Nailong made up his mind; after all the back and forth, what he cared about most was still the wine glass.
They were with the wine glass when a gas explosion scattered them. When they woke up, they couldn't find the wine glass.
So he really wanted to know what the wine glass was like now.
but.
Asking directly doesn't seem like a good idea. Because if "Wine Glass" is lucky enough not to be caught, and she reveals the name of the wine glass, it's highly likely that it will attract the Bloodhounds to hunt her down.
So, is there any way to find out about the wine glass without revealing its contents?
"Hey, you yellow fat lizard, what are you dawdling about?" Shouyi Ling couldn't help but urge the milk dragon again when it remained silent for a long time.
Nailong coughed, a hint of helplessness in his expression: "I... actually don't have any questions I want to ask."
"Or rather, I'm not as open-minded as she is. Um, I mean, when faced with death, I really don't know what to ask to make myself 'die with a clear understanding'."
"My mind is a mess, with a lot of questions popping up, but when I think about them carefully, they all seem meaningless. Asking them won't make me feel at ease and leave without any reassurance."
As Nailong spoke, he glanced at Na.
Na seemed to have thought of something and frowned: "Hey, even if you don't have any questions, just ask something, like what you most want to ask right now, or what your biggest regret is... Don't waste it."
Looking at Na's disappointed expression, Nailong pondered for a long time before softly saying, "If I had to say, well, the question I want to know most right now is... is he dead?"
"Him?" Shou Yiling raised an eyebrow, her tone full of doubt. "Who are you talking about?"
Milk Dragon: "The reason we hid in the old town is, well, firstly, because there are fewer people here, and secondly, because there have been silent operations, which might lead to clues about the Divine Faction."
"Secondly, we encountered a mysterious person who was completely concealed. He said he could help us find clues about the priest of the Fellowship of God in the old town, but we would have to pay him."
"We just gave him a bag of soul coins today, and he led us around the old town, saying he was looking for clues... and then..."
Hearing what Na Long said, Na guessed what he was thinking and chimed in, "So, we suddenly encountered a change of events... and then we fainted. When we woke up, we were here."
"But that mysterious person doesn't seem to be here anymore."
Milk Dragon nodded: "Yes, I just want to know if he's dead? He took a lot of money from us, um, those were coins I painstakingly saved up..."
A hint of heartache flashed in the dragon's eyes, as if it was grieving for the loss of its soul coin that it asked the question.
Shouyi Ling's gaze shifted back and forth between Nailong and Na. Her deep gaze made Nailong's back tense. Had she discovered that he had lied?
The air was still for a moment, then Shouyiling let out a strange laugh.
"Hehehe, you fat-headed lizard are quite cunning. You look like you're worried about your coins, but that's not what you really want to ask, is it?"
The dragon's heart skipped a beat, and it instinctively gripped the chains: Had it really been discovered?
Na's brows furrowed, and unease showed in her eyes. She began to think about whether there were any remedial measures.
Shou Yiling remained silent, deliberately creating a period of silence that weighed heavily on the milk dragon's racing heart. Only when the tip of the milk dragon's tail was taut did he slowly speak: "What you really want to ask is whether that mysterious person is one of us, isn't it?"
"You must be guessing right now that the mysterious person is from the Bloodstained Sect, and that the reason you two were captured and thrown into the Bloodbound Dungeon is probably because he betrayed you, right?"
Milk Dragon was stunned; he hadn't expected him to say that.
After a moment's hesitation, Nailong nodded, his voice a little dry: "I didn't expect... you still saw through me."
Shou Yiling scoffed: "Trying to pull these little tricks on me? You two are still too green."
“However, since I promised to let you die knowing why, I’ll tell you the truth—he’s not one of ours.” He floated closer, his gray, misty fingers touching the bloodstains on the ground. “The person who brought you here explained very clearly that only the two of you were unconscious at the time, and there was no one else around.”
"Moreover, we, the Bloodstained Faction, have no reason to use deception to lure you out."
Shou Yiling paused for a moment, a thoughtful look in his eyes, and then added, "Actually, I suspect that the mysterious person you two mentioned might not have been lying to you."
"what?!"
Milk Dragon and Na exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes. How could a random, fabricated mysterious person lead to such a dramatic development?
Shou Yiling didn't notice the exchange of glances between the two and continued speaking to herself: "The old town of Moranti looks deserted. But in fact, there are quite a few settlements hidden here."
"The mysterious person you're talking about, I suspect, might be from the underground underworld."
Nailong, Na: "Underground Black Street?"
Shou Yiling nodded: "There is a group of people in the underground black market who worship the Cat Lord."
"That cat owner is indeed quite shrewd; he can conjure up clues out of thin air, but his prices are outrageous."
"After hearing what you just said, it's basically confirmed that the mysterious person is most likely a follower of the Cat Master in the underground black market." He waved his hand, his semi-transparent sleeve sweeping through the air. "Consider this information a free gift to you."
Shou Yiling's words caused a flash of joy to appear in the eyes of both Nailong and Na, but they did not dare to show it too obviously.
Originally, I just wanted to find out the whereabouts of the wine glass indirectly, but I didn't expect to get such an important clue along the way.
First of all, it can be confirmed that the wine glass has not been captured, or rather, it has not been captured by the Bloodstained Faction, which is a good thing.
Secondly, and most importantly, the cat owners in the underground black market can extract clues about the priest of the Fellowship of God! And they have a clear price list; as long as you pay, you can do it!
After they "die," bring this information back to Dream Crystal Plains, and those who come after will at least avoid taking half the detours.
The little dragon secretly breathed a sigh of relief, its tail tip swaying unconsciously. Unexpectedly, the story it made up on the spot had unexpectedly yielded such useful information, killing two birds with one stone.
"Hehehe~ I've answered both of your questions. Whether you can 'die with a clear understanding' or not, it's time for the old butler to step down."
Shouyi Ling slowly retreated into the shadows, her translucent body gradually blending into the darkness of the stone wall.
The lights in the Bloodbound Dungeon began to flicker, their halos shrinking in circles, as if they were about to be swallowed by darkness.
"The next time we meet will be when you are sent to pay homage to the great Blood God." His voice drifted from the depths of the shadows. "Cherish this peace before you die, for not everyone is so fortunate."
As soon as the words were spoken, the last bit of light flickered and went out completely.
The stone chamber was plunged back into thick darkness, with only the occasional soft clanging of chains, which was particularly clear in the deathly silence.
The silence lasted for a while, then Na's voice broke it:
"Although I was destined to die, with the help of the guardian spirit, I died a worthy death."
Na's words sounded like a helpless sigh, but the Milk Dragon understood that what she meant was actually a reminder: the intelligence had been obtained, it was time to die.
Yes, it was about going to one's death.
In Na's view, there was no need to wait for that so-called sacrificial ceremony.
After all, the sacrificial ritual would involve a blood god of unknown rank, and if that person were to discover their secrets, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The safest course of action is to die sooner rather than later.
Now everyone knows what they need to know: Wine Cup wasn't caught and is safe for now; Mud Lord and his group went to Vampire Town, which happens to be the stronghold of the Divine Faction.
At times like this, wasting even a second is a waste.
The most important thing to do right now is to immediately trigger the alert mechanism and return to Dream Crystal Plains to quickly send the message to the main body, so that the main body can send a new clone in to meet up with Mud Lord in Vampire Town.
Milk Dragon understood Na's meaning, and after weighing the options, it also decided that it was time to leave.
Thinking of this, it opened its mouth, ready to respond to Na.
But at that moment, the entire Bloodbound Dungeon suddenly shook violently, as if it had been grazed by some huge shockwave.
Nailong and Na were already suspended in mid-air by iron chains. This sudden shock caught them off guard, and they were immediately thrown violently.
"Clang-!"
Stone chips rained down from above, and the iron chains rattled wildly against the stone walls, making a piercing sound.
Nailong and Na instinctively tensed up. By the faint blood-red light filtering through the cracks in the stone wall, they saw that the ground, which was engraved with blood patterns, had actually cracked with fine lines.
"what happened?"
The dragon exclaimed in surprise, "Is it... an earthquake?"
Before the words were even finished, an even more violent tremor followed, as if a giant beast had slammed into the dungeon's foundation from the outside. A muffled roar suddenly erupted from the darkness, like some heavy stone door being forcefully smashed open, followed by chaotic footsteps, roars, and... the familiar sound of a gas explosion!
"boom--!"
The rubble at the dungeon entrance fell in a rustling sound, and the entire stone door was actually shaken open and cracked.
A wave of scorching heat followed, rushing in through the dungeon entrance, carrying a strong smell of gunpowder that mingled with the stench of blood in the air, making it hard to open one's eyes.
Amid the chaos, a hoarse voice pierced through the deafening noise, exploding outside the stone cell: "Bloodstained Scum, I didn't expect you to dare hide in the old city. Did you really think we couldn't find you?!"
After that roar, shadowy figures darted out from outside. At the same time, Na and the Milk Dragon heard a familiar laugh: "Ho ho ho ho~ So it's you, Moranti's mad dog! Last time, your master defeated you and let you go. I didn't expect you to dare to come again? Aren't you afraid that this time your master will send you straight to see the Great Blood God!"
"Shut up!"
The sounds of fierce fighting erupted at the dungeon entrance, the booming of air blasts intertwined with the eerie laughter of the guardian spirits, causing the entire dungeon to tremble.
Meanwhile, Na and the Milk Dragon inside the Bloodbound Dungeon were like grasshoppers hanging on iron chains, swaying left and right by waves of air.
Their internal injuries hadn't healed yet, and these waves of energy caused them to churn even more violently.
Milk Dragon felt dizzy as the iron chain swung him to the top, then he crashed down heavily, making a loud clanging sound as he hit the stone wall.
"Ugh..." A metallic taste rose in Na's throat, and a mouthful of blood splattered onto the chains. Her vision went black, and she fainted.
Even the tough-skinned milk dragon couldn't withstand the repeated impacts; its vision blurred and its consciousness gradually faded.
Just as it was about to lose consciousness, the milk dragon faintly heard a large number of footsteps entering the dungeon.
"There are people here!"
"Is it the Bloodstained Faction?"
"No, the ritual showed no signs of blood energy or energy level reaction; they must have just been two ordinary people!"
"Ordinary people? Forget it, let's rescue them and hand them over to the Silent Priest for treatment."
"Yes!"