My Cell Prison

Chapter 522: Chapter 522: Death God

The Mia next to him looked dumbfounded.

She had no idea Han Dong and Death God had such a close connection, and even been asked to meet Death God privately.

Mia had only heard that in the infamous Big Traitor Incident, Death God Alex arrived in the nick of time and decisively killed the major demon intent on perishing the cauldrons and sinking the boats.

Now, the Undertaker – Sagarancy himself had invited Han Dong to the inner circle of the Knight Regiment and boldly announced a meeting with Death God.

Following behind a row of knights emanating a deathly aura, threading through the marketplace, Mia quietly asked:

“Nicholas, how did you get to know the Death God!? He is currently the top person in the Holy City!”

“Because of the thing that happened at the city gate, I met Death God by chance, and I even pigeonholed him for half a year.

Mia, if you’re interested in the Terminal Knight Regiment, you can let Death God get to know you a little bit.”

“No! I want to go to the same knight regiment as you…

Also, it’s rumored that the internal rules of the Terminal Knight Regiment are the strictest among the Thirteen Knight Orders, even stricter than that of Black Rose Knight Squad and Lionheart Knight Group.

Members of the Terminal Knight Regiment are often assigned high-risk quests, experiencing the pressure of death firsthand.

Honestly, I wouldn’t want to go to such a dangerous knight regiment.

There’s also…”

Mia slowly spewed a small spider from her mouth into Han Dong’s ear, whispering:

“I heard that the Death God Brigade Captain often calls his members into his room in the middle of the night… Many of them become dejected afterwards, turned completely into puppets of the Death God, it’s terrifying.”

“Where did you hear such rumor?”

“Hehe… I often go to the Adventurer’s Guild to join a random team on a mission. I meet all sorts of people and naturally hear some rumors.”

“Oh… so you heard this when you were scamming people?”

“I didn’t scam anybody! They volunteered… this doesn’t count as scamming! Don’t bring these things up in front of the Death God, I’ve heard the Death God Brigade Captain is quite petty.”

Han Dong only gave a discreet laugh without responding.

Upon the Platoon Leader stepping out of the bustling marketplace and passing several streets, they slowly arrived at an area devoid of tourists… At least eight pillar buildings nearby were keeping watch on this street.

Starting from this street, they had ventured into the territory of the Terminal Knight Regiment.

Unlike the other knight regiments whose headquarters were out in the open, the Terminal Knight Regiment didn’t have a specially allocated area marked with walls or any distinctive buildings.

They merely chose to combine three interconnected streets as the area of the knight regiment.

Those who lived in the flat houses on either side of the streets were knights from the Terminal Knight Regiment, their cold eyes watching Han Dong’s group.

“Nicholas…” a familiar voice came from the side.

“Lenze, so you live here too!”

The one who came was the necromancer – Lunze, who held no bias against Han Dong after the Scarlet Manor incident.

“Chief Sagarancy!” As Lunze approached, he respectfully addressed the platoon leader.

“Lunze, since you know them, you can take them to meet the Captain… The Captain urgently needs this kid, make sure to get them there!”

“Yes!”

The Old man appeared to have his own matters to handle and disappeared into the mist.

“How did you end up with Chief Sagarancy?”

“I was preparing to buy some stuff in the underground area, who knew that the Chief would single me out to come over…” Han Dong showed an awkward smile.

“I figured the Captain would eventually come looking for you… After all, you carry a unique death qi different from all the knights in the regiment who specialize in death.

You could consider joining us. While the management of the Terminal Knight Regiment is stricter compared to other regiments, the opportunities offered to the knights are more substantial.”

“If Mr. Black White doesn’t insist, you might consider joining us.”

Lenze observed Han Dong’s demeanor.

Killing a Mature Body-Demon as an Apprentice Knight was shocking… Of course, Lenze and his group received the strictest gag order from Mr. Black White afterwards, not mentioning this to anyone.

“Hmm, I’ll consider it.”

The headquarters of the Terminal Knight Regiment is located at the junction of three streets.

A building painted with a rich Gothic style,

About ten stories high,

Vertical black pillars decorate the facade of the building,

The receding doorways provide a great pull on visitors.

The interior is adorned with a lot of stained glass emblems representing ‘death’,

Accessible by folding stairways set on both sides to the upper area.

The higher you approach the top, the dense the mist of death between the stairways becomes.

The iron office doors engraved with reaper patterns, slowly opens as the three approach.

The inside was full of thick Death Qi, so it was impossible to see what was going on inside the office.

As the three walked in, a voice carrying a mood of death came from all directions:

“You’ve come to see me… but I’ve been waiting for half a year, pretty interesting.”

“Haha…” Han Dong knew that anything he said at this point wouldn’t be good, so he just laughed awkwardly.

Then.

The Death mist permeating the air converged within the body of Death God.

An office with black as the dominant tone appeared.

The bookcases, pillars, desks, and decorative lines were all made of obsidian.

It should be noted that the office of the Death God Brigade Captain contains a lot of bookcases, but they’re not for books… They’re filled with models of death-related creatures.

Any creature related to death that Death God has come into contact with,

Whether in Fate Space or outside the city,

Death God would afterwards, through consciousness projection, have craftsmen create a 1:10 model to display on his bookcase.

Thanks to the exquisite craftsmanship of the high-level craftsmen, these models reach over 99% accuracy, incredibly detailed.

This office is practically the heaven for lovers of the grotesque.

On the obsidian desk in Death God’s office, a 1:4 scale large model is also displayed.

It is the extra-terrestrial life, the [Demon- Fall of Cyrus], killed by Death God when breaking the breed.

A special demon with its head wrapped in bandages, body joints cut open, and through ‘Force of Death’ linking the severed body.

Death God Alex sitting at the desk wasn’t wearing his usual hood.

His slightly pale and sunken cheeks scattered with Death Qi, his eyes were staring at Han Dong… This uncle looked a bit handsome.

Just as Han Dong tried to find an appropriate excuse to explain why he’d been delayed for half a year.

Death God suddenly took the initiative to ask:

“I heard from Saguranqi that he met you at the auction… Did you want something?”