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Upon listening to his account, Zeke and his men looked at each other in shock.
Netherworld is so mysterious and fascinating. A pool of water can bring people back to life and even control their
minds. What kind of magic water is that?
Ares commented cautiously, “If Netherworld really has the means to bring people back from the dead, it'll be
terrible news. I mean, so many warriors have died in Eurasia. It'd be horrible if Netherworld took control of them!”
Everyone gasped at his remark.
Zeke shook his head. “Bringing people back from the dead isn't possible. There should at least be some strict
conditions that need to be followed. It's impossible for them to resurrect anyone at their fancy. Otherwise, they
would've risen if they really had so many warriors under their control and wouldn't be holding back until now.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEveryone nodded in agreement.
Perhaps Netherworld could only resurrect those who had just died or those who were assumed to be dead.
Ares asked, “So you stayed in the branch of Netherworld for five years?”
Shawn nodded. “Yes.”
“Why didn't you try to escape?”
“There were many powerful warriors, and I was kept under strict surveillance. I was being watched even when I
went out to take a walk, so running away was impossible.”
“Then how did you escape this time?”
“This time, our branch leader, the Tenth Commander, has summoned all members to go out and carry out an
urgent task. I came here with the team and found an opportunity to sneak off, but I got caught, so they hung me
from the tree. Alas, I don't even know if I'm dead or alive right now. I didn't feel anything when I was hung.”
Zeke's face changed suddenly. “Sh*t, it seems that Jackson has already dispatched his entire army to head to
Summerbank before us. We must hurry up and get going.”
“Let's go!” the others echoed.
“Hold on!” Shawn called out. “I have a favor to ask of you, Godfather.”
“Go on,” Ares replied.
“I don't want to live on like this, but I don't even have the ability to end my life now... Please help me, Godfather.”
Ares felt sorry for him.
After all, he was his godson who fought side-by-side with him for five whole years.
Yet, he felt even more miserable seeing Shawn in such a state.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTherefore, he glanced at Zeke. “Great Marshal, Shawn is my godson. I can't do that to him, so I hope that you can
do us a favor.”
Patting Shawn on the shoulders, Zeke said earnestly, “Shawn, you'll forever be a citizen of Eurasia. Your
contribution to Eurasia will never be forgotten! Go and find a grave for yourself. When we return, we'll hold a
funeral for you.”
Shawn nodded. “Thank you, Great Marshal!”
With that, he turned to leave.
Feeling puzzled, Ares asked, “Great Marshal, why don't you end his misery?”
“I've injected energy into his body. If everything goes smoothly, the energy will enter his life force in an hour and
destroy it. A man of Eurasia should die with dignity.”
“That's so thoughtful of you, Great Marshal!” Ares praised.
“Let's go! We're running out of time,” Zeke said.
They then moved forward at full speed.
According to the mark on the map, the group walked for an entire day before finally approaching the destination.
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