Chapter 4 Plane War is Coming
The light of the crystal ball was rapid, but not to the point where it could not be delayed. Otherwise, Destri would have directly ignited the Lord God's scroll and summoned the Lord God's projection.

Shaking his head, Destri temporarily put aside the search for the token of the Supreme God and gave priority to meeting the Lord God.

The underworld is the place where countless undead souls gather, an endless plane. All undead souls below the god level will be reincarnated here and be brutally devoured. Only a very few of them can survive, and even fewer can become gods and recover their memories.

Of course, the world of the dead is just the tip of the iceberg of the underworld. There are also vast lands and deep underworld seas in the underworld.

Destry just stood on the teleportation array of the Holy Mountain of the Dead, thinking back to the time he came here earlier.

After a moment of recollection, Destry, controlling the phoenix-like metal life, left here at an extremely fast speed and headed towards the Nether Mountain amid the amazement and envy of the defending soldiers.

After decades of travel, Destry finally arrived at the foot of the Nether Mountain.

The Lord God lives on the mountain, but you don’t have to climb the mountain to meet him.

Walking straight into the Netherworld Hotel, there was a large lawn in front of the hotel. In the middle of the lawn was a lake, where a pretty red-haired girl was quietly fishing. She sensed Destry's arrival and immediately opened her eyes, "Destry, you're a little late."

"Well, I was in Yete Continent at the time. If I wanted to cross the border, I had to cross the continent first, so I was slow to get here."

The person in front of him is the God of Death served by Destri, and also the strongest among all the Gods of Death - the Lord of Death.

But because she likes to play around in the Netherworld Hotel, she does not allow anyone who knows her identity to be revealed or shown in the hotel. Once her fun is disturbed, her soul will be tortured at the very least, and her soul will be destroyed on the spot at the worst. This is why Destry is able to "communicate on an equal footing".

There were people coming and going at the hotel entrance, but there were also people passing by constantly. Unless they were communicating through voice transmission, they had to keep their conversations "encrypted".

The Lord of Death swung the fishing rod, and the empty hook retracted immediately. She stood up, turned around, and said with a smile, "It's boring. The expression on your face when you first saw my other clone was more interesting."

Dester smiled. The other clone was the clone of the Lord of Death. Of course, he already knew the identity of the pretty red-haired girl. He thought to himself: Fortunately, I have good acting skills, otherwise I would not have been able to accomplish what I did.

"Yes, I had a hard time getting through those levels back then. Fortunately, with your help, although I failed to save my parents, I at least saved my brother and niece."

Back then, when Destry had just become a Shura, he came to the underworld and broke into the Nether Mountain. He successfully obtained the Nether Fruit, became the messenger of the Lord of Death, and begged the Lord of Death to help resurrect his family members.

Unfortunately, from the time he left the material plane to the time he became a Shura, tens of thousands of years had passed, and these two were the only two undead still alive, while the souls of the vast majority of his relatives had vanished into thin air.

"How are they now?" asked the Lord of Death casually.

"They were not qualified enough, so I spent a lot of resources to help them become holy domains. Then I gave them a set of godhood refining. My brother took the Nether Fruit and can be called a strong man. Now, it's time for him to enjoy life in the material plane." Destry recalled. Seeing that the Lord of Death didn't care about these things, he asked, "I wonder what plan you have for calling me here?"

"You actually gave the Netherworld Fruit to a high god who was refining his godhood?" The Death Overlord's eyes gleamed, but he was only slightly amazed and immediately started the formal topic, "You know, in another 300,000 years, a new round of plane war will begin."

Plane war? When Destry heard this word, he suddenly understood. He was only 30 million years old and had never experienced the plane war that happened once every trillion years. So when he thought about why the Lord God was looking for him, he never thought about the plane war.

But why would the Lord God specifically ask the messenger to go to the war, unless it was... related to the ten consecutive victories.

If it was about the "ten consecutive wins", then this plane war, the terrible "meat grinder" battlefield where even the Great Perfection was rumored to be in danger of falling, was not a good place. But as the Lord's messenger, if he refused the Lord of Death, he would probably be killed immediately.

Without great perfection, one has no right to bargain with the Lord God.

"I just heard from you, what is your plan?" Although he had guessed the Lord of Death's plan, Destry still followed her words and asked.

"I want you to participate in this plane war, the battle between the underworld and the heaven. Of course, not only you, but all of them will join the war. Winning would be the best, a draw is also fine, but you must not lose, do you understand?" The pretty red-haired girl said word by word.

"I understand," Destry laughed at himself secretly, "If I lose, even if I am lucky enough to survive, I am afraid I won't be able to become the Lord God's messenger."

At the same time, Destry was determined to complete the Supreme God mission as soon as possible and get rid of this situation where he was at the mercy of others.

However, between the Underworld and the Heavens... a tie is fine... This means that as long as the Heavens don't win, the Lord of Death will approve.

So, could this be the first time that the Heaven Realm has won ten games in a row? That would be extremely dangerous. After all, according to the fate of the Panlong World, the Heaven Realm's first ten-game winning streak was almost a certainty.

In other words, fighting on behalf of the underworld is even more dangerous.

The Lord of Death showed a satisfied expression, took out a bottle and handed it to Destry, "This is your reward. If you can complete the task, I will find a way to help you replenish your strength. As I remember, your defensive artifact should not be in place yet."

Destry nodded. It was true that he did not have the main artifact of soul defense, and the accompanying white jade had temporarily fallen silent. At present, soul defense had indeed become a "shortcoming", and he had no intention of telling the Lord of Death about picking up the main artifact of material defense.

The meaning of the Death Overlord's words was also very clear and simple. In this plane war, if Destri did not gather enough military merits, he should find a way to help him gather some in exchange for a main defense artifact.

His divine sense slightly probed into the jade bottle, and it turned out to be full of the power of the Lord of Destruction. The Lord of Death also put a lot of effort into selecting the Lord of Destruction's power that matched the attributes.

The more attentive she is, the more cautious people become.

After bidding farewell to the Lord of Death, Destry immediately rushed to the Demon Castle and began his journey to find the black pearl.

Ten thousand years passed in a flash. Destry personally searched every supreme plane and divine plane, but found nothing in the end.

But on this day, the light of the accompanying white jade became bright again.

(End of this chapter)