My Cell Prison-Chapter 1243 - 1242: Communication on the Same Step

Mythic Body.

Han Dong had once encountered the Stone Bone Toad in N’Kai.

In Dark City London, he had met Lysos, who carried the identity of the Night, as well as the Golden Saint, with whom he had directly clashed in the London Game.

If one were to set a ranking, the Golden Saint would undoubtedly be at the bottom.

As for the strength of Father Lysos and the Stone Bone Toad, from Han Dong’s perspective, which was two major ranks apart, it was difficult to assess who was weaker or stronger.

Then, using the aforementioned Mythic Bodies as a reference, he assessed the Tomb Lord before him.

In terms of overall condition, the Tomb Lord was faring worse than the Golden Saint... His weakness was even making Han Dong feel like he could win a head-on fight.

However, combining the overall impression, the true strength of the Tomb Lord could be comparable to that of the Priest and the Toad...

"Using his body as an ’Out of control converter’ to bring forth Deadly Gas that envelops the entire world, no wonder he is so ’weak’.

If he were attacked in his current state, it would surely affect the operation of the whole world.... Referencing the date the ’Decree of Corpse Transformation’ was issued, the Tomb Lord has likely sustained this state for over a hundred years, truly showing remarkable perseverance.

Like me, he must pursue perfection in certain matters."

Gazing at the state of the Tomb Lord, Han Dong felt a deep sense of admiration arise within him.

The Tomb Lord, sitting on the Dragon Coffin Chair, was in a critical state of disintegration, his crusty outer skin obviously a side effect of sustaining the release of intense Deadly Gas over centuries,

His densely packed black hair, not trimmed for years, now hung over the surface of the dragon chair,

His face, full of scorch marks, a pair of brown-red eyes were staring at Han Dong,

And since his throat was also used as a major passage for Deadly Gas, the Tomb Lord could only speak through the Corpse Energy he controlled.

However, this time the voice did not sound like that of a sovereign; it held no sense of oppression, just purely for communication.

"You carry the scent of the [Teacher], have you been to Moon God Mountain?"

Han Dong, with all due respect, took out something from his arms, a connection ’line’ established by the executives of the Black Tower, a glass bottle filled with White Liquid from the executives.

"Yes, I met a senior at the summit... This thing should be useful to Your Majesty."

Seeing the White Liquid, the Tomb Lord showed a surprised expression for the first time in a long while.

"This is the Teacher’s ’Modeling Fluid’!"

When the Tomb Lord looked at the White Liquid, he couldn’t help but recall some past experiences.

"Modeling Fluid?"

Han Dong did not know what this liquid was or what its effects were; he only knew it came from the executives’ domain.

"Indeed, the Teacher could use such a liquid to create worlds!

I once drank this liquid on Moon God Mountain, and it helped me complete my still incomplete body and Nei Dan... This must be the Teacher’s gift to you as a reward for climbing, you don’t need to present it to me."

"Creating worlds? No wonder I couldn’t analyze its components.

However, it’s still someone else’s property, using it recklessly might affect my brain.

Moreover, to achieve true World Modelling, the more important thing is the ’Power of Creation’ of the executives, this White Liquid should only act as a ’model’."

Han Dong immediately answered, "My real body is not here, this thing is of no use to me.

Your Majesty, supporting [World Separation] single-handedly, should really need the support of these liquids... Besides, my ’reward for climbing’ wasn’t this, the White Liquid was entrusted to me by the senior to give to you.

Please accept it."

"Very well!"

The Tomb Lord no longer resisted.

His current condition desperately needed this Modeling Liquid that could repair bodies superior to this world.

The progress of the World Separation was much slower than he had anticipated, his body was starting to disintegrate.

For a moment, a wisp of exclusive Deadly Gas from the Tomb Lord swirled around Han Dong’s hands, taking the liquid and the glass bottle into his body together.

Han Dong observed the entire process with his Demon Eye.

He discovered that the Tomb Lord’s "weakness" was even worse than he had imagined.

He simply drank it down, without the energy to control the flow of the White Liquid inside his body.

"Your Majesty, shall I assist you in absorbing it?"

"... Thank you for the trouble."

The Tomb Lord was aware that this way of drinking was inappropriate, but he also trusted the young man acknowledged by his teacher, allowing Han Dong to manage his body.

"In such a situation, Dumps should do better than me."

Han Dong mimicked Dumps’s technique.

Using a Starry Sky Tentacle that wasn’t tainted with pollution, he penetrated the Tomb Lord’s back, regulating the flow of the White Liquid to maximize its value.

Sizz sizz sizz~

A rare white smoke rose between the drapes.

The Tomb Lord’s nearly carbonized body was slowly being repaired.

Scorch marks across his body were filled in over 80%, and some areas even grew new flesh.

"Huff..."

A thick Corpse Energy was exhaled from the Tomb Lord’s mouth, a long-missed smile appearing on his face.

Now, he could continue to hold on, even if it took another decade or more.

Having done all this, Han Dong returned before the Tomb Lord. Just as he was about to kneel again, his body was immediately seized by a force of Corpse Energy...

"You and I are on the same step; there’s no need to kneel before me.

Anyone who can ascend Moon God Mountain is no ordinary person. I dare say you can’t find a second one in the entire Corpse Country; you must not be from here, right?"

Being a world ruler like the Tomb Lord, who also had relations with the Black Tower’s executives, he naturally understood the concept of the far universe.

"Uh... I just came here to do something. After going to Moon God Mountain, I already have a clear answer to what that is. I will do everything in my power to help Your Majesty achieve his goals.

I’ve learned about the general situation of the Corpse Country from my seniors.

Currently, the most difficult thing should be the [Chains], right?

I have a friend who is deeply involved with the Chains; I can take care of this matter."

The Tomb Lord’s eyes shifted.

To strip away the world, it was necessary to break the Chains... This task had already caused the entire Corpse Country to lose too many people, with countless Locksmiths consumed in the process, yet progress only slowed.

Even the recently deployed Corpse Demons could only stabilize the pace.

Snap!

Despite the Tomb Lord’s body being extremely hard to move, he firmly placed his palm on Han Dong’s shoulder.

A voice came from above:

"If you can resolve the [Chains] issue, once the plan succeeds, and a world unique to the Corpse Country is created... I can allocate a portion of the land to you.

I’ve heard from the teacher that a part of the world is quite valuable."

The Tomb Lord was not a participant in Fate but merely a local Resident, so he did not understand professional terms like [Shares] or [Nodes].

Such a promise was equivalent to granting shares.

Han Dong suppressed the urge to burst into mad laughter, maintaining a normal expression, and looked up to respond, "I will definitely do my best... However, I have one request."

"Resources, military forces, or positions, I can grant them to you."

"My request is that you grant me nothing and keep our relationship hidden.

Proceed in the normal process, allow me to become a [Secret official], and just privately give me a Pass that allows free entry and exit from the area of the Chains.

There is still a threat hidden within the Corpse Country that must be completely eliminated before the world is stripped away; otherwise, when the threat escalates, it could affect the overall plan."