Volume 1 Chapter 615

Chapter 615: Legacy and Curse

Deep within the darkness of the Bennett family estate, after Kanor entered the pitch-black entrance…

She suddenly found herself in an open, desolate field.

Gray-white mist, bluish land, and floating, ghostly blue lights surrounded her.

The ground was extremely flat, stretching endlessly in all directions.

"Is this… an alternate plane?"

Kanor frowned slightly.

Lalea, who was right beside her, had already disappeared.

The "cover" made of darkness still remained on her body.

Kanor still did not know what she was trying to "cover" up or who she was hiding her identity from.

In the depths of the mist, it seemed there were tall prison cages.

However, the doors of those cages were all open.

The creatures that were kept inside had long vanished.

Kanor looked around and realized that staying like this was not the solution, so she decided to start walking.

As she took her first step, a voice suddenly appeared in her mind.

It was a cold and clear female voice.

"Take back my ‘power’…"

The words, like a sigh, echoed in Kanor’s mind.

That ordinary sentence sounded to Kanor like a very tempting proposal.

Of course, Kanor did not gain anything.

She narrowed her eyes and quietly examined her soul.

Although she found no traces, the fact that she could not find anything was enough for Kanor to understand some things.

"’Power’… Truly, it is the work of a divine being."

"Moreover, it seems that they need more than just a spokesperson."

This short sentence was enough for Kanor to have a simple guess about what this gray-white space might be.

This should be a Divine Kingdom that has entered a state of being leaderless.

Within this Divine Kingdom, there is a hidden legacy of a god’s "authority."

Therefore, there are two other gods who are coveting this place and need to "compete" by controlling powerful beings below demi-god level.

After all, even if a Divine Kingdom no longer has any gods, it still instinctively repels other gods.

Thus, these two evil gods cannot even send their own followers.

Anyone with a clearly evil aura will surely be rejected.

At the same time, Kanor also suspected that entering this space itself, or later when coming into contact with the "authority," would have some restrictions.

"In any case, let’s try to find Lalea first…"

Kanor thought for a moment and came to a conclusion.

She began to use her magic to spread around the mist.

Although she didn’t find anything at first, Kanor still discovered some areas that were more "active."

Lalea might not be there…

However, Kanor guessed that if she also heard the voice in her mind, she would definitely move toward those noticeably unusual places.

So, Kanor quickly made a decision.

"This is the direction I’ve chosen!"

She walked in the direction she had determined.

At the same time, in this direction, there happened to be a giant open prison cage.

And similarly, at the other end of this world…

Patricia stood still and shook her head vigorously.

Just a second ago, she had been in a room.

The next second, she suddenly found herself in such an open space.

And she had lost Dorothy.

Although she wasn’t as smart as Kanor, Patricia could still confirm more facts thanks to her vast knowledge.

"‘High-level magic of the death attribute’… is from the undead’s alternate plane. I wonder if it’s from ‘Decay,’ ‘Nether,’ or ‘Underworld’… or is this something new…?"

Patricia pondered, lost in thought.

After understanding her situation, she felt relieved.

Because compared to being watched by a mysterious high being, likely an evil god, in the Bennett family estate, this alternate plane was much friendlier!

Although the name sounded scary, Patricia knew from the "journal" she had read that…

Here, because it was too "lifeless," it was surprisingly very safe.

There were no typical monsters, only wandering souls and ghosts.

If they came to the mainland plane, they might become wild and dangerous due to the lack of a magic environment, hating the lively beings and attacking them indiscriminately.

But right now, they were in their own territory!

These "dead ones" had no sense of territory, so they only wandered around.

As long as nothing unexpected happened, and they were not attacked, they might not even fight back.

She could feel that the "darkness" hiding its identity was actually holding back the "life force."

In other words, right now, her life magic was not noticeable—viewed from the perspective of magic, it was no different from being "dead."

So, Patricia naturally let out a small sigh of relief.

At least she and Dorothy were safe for the time being.

But Patricia overlooked one thing.

That is, for this alternate plane, whether it was a long-lost visitor or being plotted against by two evil gods…

It definitely counted as a "turning point!"

So, just as Patricia was getting ready to relax…

A change occurred.

"Thud—"

"Thud—"

A soft sound, almost creepy, came from behind Patricia.

"Who is there!"

Patricia turned around and saw a figure wearing a tattered dark blue robe.

Even though there was a "human shape" beneath the robe, upon closer look, it had no flesh at all, just a hollow skeleton!

The skeleton bowed slightly to Patricia.

"Young master, you have finally come to take your master’s ‘remains.’"

"The master has asked that if you want to take the ‘remains,’ you must first find the lost ‘sample.’"

"If there is no ‘sample,’ then I cannot give you the ‘legacy.’"

The skeleton said this in a strange tone, making a sound like dry plants rubbing against gravel as it spoke a peculiar common language.

After speaking, it stretched out its pale, overly long bony hand from its wide robe sleeve, then pointed at Patricia.

"Limited time, seven hours…"

"If you don’t complete it, little master, you know what the cost is."

As it said this, a greenish-blue light appeared on its hands.

Patricia felt a curse enter her soul!