After returning to the corridor, the God of Death incarnation was very "trustworthy" and provided a small amount of "god power" to Weir.

The power is pure.

Of course, the effect is also very single.

This is a power to enhance perception.

According to the incarnation, it is probably just to let Vill verify the authenticity of its message.

Without saying anything, Weir directly drew this part of the force and extended it out.

With the perception of [Penging Power], the barriers quickly penetrated and began to spread in this so-called [City of Dead Prison].

Almost the same structure as [Holy City].

However, in addition to those inexplicable trap mechanisms, there seem to be more things that cannot be identified.

However, this doesn't matter—

Before the power of perception completely disappeared, the outline and map of the city appeared in Ville's mind.

This is Weir's real purpose.

certainly--

Just as the God of Death had checked for himself before, Bode and Eve had a particularly clear position. Next to them, there was an individual with powerful magic.

The news that was given back was not clear.

and--

There was a feeling of being very close, but in Vier's amazing intuition, their aura was extremely ethereal.

It was a distant sense.

With extremely vague threatening.

"I didn't lie to you, did I?"

At a very appropriate time, the God of Death incarnation threw out such a sentence.

This is its intentional behavior, in order to enhance its trust in Vier's mind, thereby laying the foundation for future [occupying].

But obviously, Weir didn't buy it.

After just a simple "um" sound, Weir never said anything again.

Weir didn't plan to meet those two people just like that.

On me, the guy who could burst out at any time was eyeing me.

and--

That guy's prudence was far beyond Vir's imagination.

After helping himself "get out of trouble", the incarnation of the God of Death seems to have fallen into a state of "lurking".

No matter how Vir tossed, the guy was always lurking in the deepest part of Vir's heart without moving at all.

In this case, Weir had to give up on continuing to test and cliché.

This is a very dangerous signal.

Although he and this guy were recovering quickly, Weir did not feel that he could escape after the guy fully recovered his strength.

...

Continuing to mushroom in the corridor, Weir's brain was working rapidly.

He needs some time to think about dealing with that damn "spirit boarder".

The corridor is very long and seems to be unable to reach the end.

Obviously, this corridor has been artificially changed.

but--

How did this be done, Weir knew very well.

Space folding magic.

This is a kind of magic to defend the city. It borrows the space series of magic inscriptions to create a repetitive, maze-like separate path, thus constraining and winning time.

This road has been walked back and forth by Weir for two laps, and there is no trap.

This is a good thing, and it just happened to give Vier some time to think about it.

Instead of exploring on a new road, it is better to "circulate" in this safe corridor.

However--

That person is not a guy who is waiting to die.

It seems that he saw what Ville was thinking.

While Vier was not paying attention, the God of Death incarnation jumped out again. Before Vier reacted, the inflatable divine power surged again.

Weir felt a dazed moment before his eyes and fell into darkness again.

...

When Weir woke up, everything in front of him had changed.

This is a huge room with bright lights inside.

Here, the furnishings are decorated with gorgeous furniture that only nobles can own, and look magnificent.

The purple-red floor tiles were staggered. On the small round table in the middle, the food was emitting heat, and in the fireplace next to it, the flames were still leaping. The wooden door made of oak was covered. Outside, the sound of footsteps was gradually fading away.

It seems that the owner is going out.

All of this seems extremely normal.

However, in this city full of death and traps, this normality seems extremely out of place.

not to mention--

When Vill found himself standing on the ceiling and all of this was above his head, the normal scene became weird.

"You seem to be lost, so I've helped you...no need to thank me."

The voice of the God of Death incarnation floated over again, but this time, its voice was filled with fatigue.

Obviously, this time the [forced control] consumed a lot of its power.

"It's really hard for you."

He put his hands quietly on his chest, and a light flashed through Weir's eyes.

Now, it's a good time to kill this guy!

A black mist spread to Ville's hands.

By wiping his sweat, Weir lifted his right hand up.

However--

Just as Vill was about to use this power, a powerful spiritual power from his mind suddenly appeared.

It is the incarnation of the God of Death!

It noticed it!

...

Weird fluctuations spread rapidly.

It's suddenly expanding

In the power of the silhouette, the furnishings in the room were as messy as being blown by the bursting waves of air.

It has no lethality.

But at this moment, Vir was as conspicuous as a traveler who suddenly raised a torch in the dark.

In an instant, the sequence of rank-shaped floor tiles on the ground below suddenly twisted quickly, and in response to Vill's gaze, countless purple-red eyes quietly opened.

It is dense, like bamboo shoots after the rain.

Floor tiles, food, and murals on the wall... As long as it was the "items" in Vir's sight, they all stood up with their bodies on their backs.

Their bodies quickly twisted and turned into strange creatures the size of bats.

In their purple-red eyes, the size of mung beans, the desire to "eat" is fully demonstrated.

After losing their blockage, the room no longer looks like before.

The bones are everywhere and bloodstains are everywhere.

At this time, how could Weir not know that this ghost place is a fatal trap?

"Sip~~~"

The elongated sound is like a blowing attack horn.
To be continued...