AWB Chapter 167 The number you dialed is out of service.
Chapter 167 The number you dialed is out of service.
Gray admitted that he had underestimated the devil's language.
The tone was incredibly strange. Could a human really make such a sound? Gray had no idea how Number 0211 could utter such a bizarre sound from his throat.
How am I supposed to imitate this sound?
But there was no other way; in order to obtain more information, Gray had no choice but to bite the bullet and proceed.
Number 0211 can read, but it would be too dangerous for her to face the demon of the underworld and shadows, Darklis. Gray couldn't guarantee that he could protect her.
Making a nuclear bomb by hand and wiping out the cultists is easy, but protecting those who have direct contact with demons is hellish for Gray, since Gray has never been a support character who can protect people.
And so, the following hilarious scene unfolded.
No. 0211: ",..."
Gray: "? (._.) ?,?"
Number 0211: "No, Lord Shadow, it's ', '.
Gray: Σ（ ° △ °|||）︴
Poet holds!
The pink-haired succubus was laughing hysterically, her chest heaving, while Beta covered her mouth, trying not to laugh out loud.
But the ordinary waiters dared not laugh, even in the face of such a comical scene, they showed no sign of amusement.
This shows just how much the waiter admired Lord Demon Shadow.
Gray glared at Capa, and a telepathic message from him silenced Capa completely, forcibly stopping his laughter and coughing a few times as a result.
If you laugh again, I won't be calling on you tonight. I'll make Beta work overtime, and we'll go back to normal tomorrow!
This was undoubtedly the most deadly threat to Kappa; she couldn't bear to be without Lord Shadow for three days.
Beta, who was trying hard to suppress her laughter, was spared by Gray. The pink-haired succubus was punished by Gray for being too arrogant.
When we meet again on the battlefield, I, Guan, will show no mercy!
Finally, under the careful guidance of Zhou Yu (0211), Gray was able to recite the incantation completely, and he was freed from this hell. (Spaces indicate sentence breaks)
“We can proceed to the next step.” Number 0211 looked at the demonic writing on the wall: “Activate your magic, look directly into the statue’s eyes, and then recite the incantation.”
Gray did as instructed, staring directly into the statue's crimson eyes and chanting the obscure incantation.
The atmosphere in the room tensed up instantly. The waiters held their breath, their eyes fixed on Gray, awaiting the outcome.
This is communicating with the devil!
Gray sensed that the statue was starting to move, and in the next instant, his consciousness seemed to have crossed endless space and time, arriving at a dark place.
This is……
Before Gray could think any further, he felt a strong sense of repulsion. His consciousness returned, and the crimson eyes of the snake statue in front of him seemed to have dimmed somewhat.
Recalling his feelings just now, Gray was absolutely certain that the incantation was effective. That dark place must be the Netherworld Prison, and he had genuinely felt the aura of the Netherworld and Shadow Demon Daklis.
But the sudden feeling of rejection bounced him back.
Gray was certain the message had been successfully sent, but... it was rejected?
Gray found it strange and, adhering to the principle that "practice makes perfect," began chanting the incantation once again.
But this time the communication was not successfully sent, and he no longer felt that sense of transcending time and space.
This time it wasn't just a matter of "refusing to accept" the package; even the means of communication were cut off.
Gray tried several more times, but it was the same every time.
The number you dialed is no longer in service?
Gray fell into deep thought, pondering why this had happened.
There's clearly nothing wrong with it...
Seeing that Gray hadn't moved for a while, Beta called out with some concern, "Lord Shadow?"
Gray snapped out of his daze and shook his head: "It failed. We couldn't get in touch."
Upon hearing this, Number 0211 looked at the wall again, earnestly checking if he had overlooked anything.
After checking several times, No. 0211 still couldn't find anything he had missed. His tone was slightly puzzled: "Lord Shadow Demon, I don't think I've missed anything, and there's nothing wrong with the incantation you chanted."
Gray pondered the enemy's plans in order to devise a countermeasure.
Putting into account recent events, Gray suddenly realized what was going on.
"So that's it..."
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The Netherworld Prison.
An ominous aura enveloped the land. The clouds in the sky were thick and gloomy, and the light that occasionally pierced through the gaps seemed polluted, tinged with an eerie blood-red hue. On this land, the vegetation was twisted and deformed, the branches of the trees stretched towards the sky like claws, and the leaves were a sickly black or dark red, as if they were absorbing the evil power around them to grow.
The land is teeming with a diverse array of monsters in vast numbers, all of which are servants of various demons.
On this cursed land, a serpentine demon slowly coils, occupying a vast area of land.
Its body is hundreds of feet long, and its scales shimmer with an evil, eerie blue light in the absence of light.
The serpentine demon's eyes burned with scarlet flames, emanating a suffocating aura of terror. Its tongue twitched back and forth, seemingly conveying the fear and despair that permeated the air.
The surrounding plants withered under the aura of the serpentine demon, the land became barren, and even the sky seemed to darken because of its presence. Each of its movements was accompanied by a chilling sound—the ominous creak of its scales scraping against the dry ground.
The snake is a symbol of treachery and cunning, perfectly matching the name of Daklis, the demon of the underworld and shadows.
Daklis flicked his long, forked tongue and circled his small plot of land.
The Netherworld Prison, in essence, is the same as the Secret Realm; both are special small worlds isolated from the main plane.
Both the secret realm and the main plane are connected by spatial passages, but the passage between the Netherworld Prison and the main plane is blocked, preventing powerful monsters from passing through.
So, does that mean weaker monsters can get through?
Indeed, weak monsters can pass through the blockade, but they cannot pass through the spatial passage.
The spatial passage between the Netherworld Prison and the main plane is the most unstable, intertwined with intense spatial turbulence.
Any monster that is too weak will be torn to shreds by the spatial turbulence as soon as it enters.
However, there are very few monsters that can possess both qualities—neither weak nor strong—and just meet the requirements for passing through the spatial passage. But they do exist.
Some succubi from the Last Familiar, the demon of lust and pleasure, and some balanopos from the Feuerbal Familiar, the demon of flame and destruction, can pass through.
Daklis lay listlessly on the ground when suddenly, a glint flashed in his blood-red snake eyes…