504 The Road leading to the Underworld 3 (1/2)

Honestly, the odds were half and half.

'No, the chances of winnings were much higher.'

Of course, as long as the Commander's Roar unique ability was in progress, there was no way for Ian to beat Mukan.

But he had a 'not going to lose' confidence.

Ignoring the attacks, the survival skills were just enough to endure anything.

And if he could have survived the duration of 'Commander's Roar'. Then he could have created plenty of odds.

'Barrier, Descend. Space distortion… there were plenty of things to survive.'

But Ian hadn't done those.

Woong-!

With a low voice, the darkened view slowly brightened.

And with that system messages came before Ian's eyes.

Tring-!

[Died from the attack of Mukan, the Underworld King.]

['Soul Bound' effect has been triggered.]

[Death Penalty (24 hours not accessible) doesn't apply.]

[Experience points have been reduced.]

[1 level has been reduced.]

[You are in the state of 'dead'.]

[* 'Dead state' penalty: become 'Undead' and get stuck in the underworld for three days (While in Undead, experience, and items cannot be obtained.)]

[Open your eyes again.]

Was it 2 seconds since the system messages have come up?

Ian's blackened vision began to brighten once again.

'Well, is this the Underworld?'

But the place that Ian looked at seemed very familiar.

The place he had lived for the last month.

The steep spot where the Falcacio castle rose.

'…!'

Ian who was flustered looked around immediately.

The Underworld King who had won the battle couldn't be seen anywhere, and the only group of users around him caught his eyes.

But the next moment, not knowing just took a deep breath.

And right before the eyes of Ian, was the fallen body of his.

'Ah, sh*t, scared me to death!'

Was a breakout supposed to feel like that?

Ian could feel his whole body have goosebumps.

”There was no need to implement this so realistically.”

Ian mumbled to himself and looked at Hoonie who seemed very sad.

Surely his situation gave him creeps too, but apart from that, he was curious and playful.

'Should I have some fun with Hoonie?'

As Ian was literally a ghost, no one could actually see him.

Ian approached the back of Hoonie and moved his hands towards him.

Swoop-!

Unfortunately, the translucent hands couldn't touch Hoonie.

[Physical power cannot be done while in a state of 'dead'.]

”Sh*t...”

Ian cursed and looked around.

Realizing that nothing could be done in the place, he was thinking of why he couldn't find a way to the underworld?

But right then, when Ian was about to turn around.

The deceased Ian of Lotus, right?

A voice of someone was ringing in the ears of Ian,

Rather than being heard with his ears, the sound felt like it was echoing all over his head.

Ian reflexively turned his head, a mysterious man wearing a huge black camp was in his sight.

As if he was walking down to the transparent stairs, the man slowly descended from the sky towards Ian.

And when he saw the figure, Ian mumbled under his breath.

”Ha, Grim Reaper!”

The reason for Ian's astonishment was simple.

It was because the behavior of the man was very familiar.

A man with a familiar appearance that appeared in oriental tales; which had black shades, and black coat.

The man was literally screaming 'I am the Grim Reaper' from every part of his body, and Ian's response surprised him.

-How do you know me?

”Uh?”

-What is your identity?!

At the question of identity, Ian responded with a rather silly face.

”I'm looking at you for the first time. I don't know you.”

-Didn't you just say 'Grim Reaper'?

”Ah, that… I did right?”

-How did you know that I'm the Grim Reaper?

”That…”

-…?

”You look like the Grim Reaper.”

-…!

The two people were looking at each other with a rather silly expression. No, a ghost.

The side whose mouth opened the first was the Grim Reaper.

-Well, is it a 'person you remember from a past life'?

”What is that?”

-Ah, not that human. But follow me for now.

He shook his head and then pointed his hand to a direction.

An empty crack began to appear at a space.

Woong- Woong-!

A purple portal leading to a dimension was created by distorting the space.

To Ian who was witnessing all this with a blank expression, the Grim Reaper spoke in a rather dry manner.