Thriller Paradise

We move a bit back in time…

Not too long ago, northern side of the city, on the roof of a shopping mall. Just as Feng Bujue was conversing with Snared Soul… suddenly a strange light flickered through Snared Soul's eyes. This giant skeletal skull was originally wreathed in an orange-red flames but now the surrounding flame turned blue and it gave off waves of chills…

Almost at the same time, blood-crazy Shade and the Repentant bowed in humility and uttered at Snared Soul, "Dear King…"

Feng Bujue also lifted his eyes to look at Snared Soul, he realized in the skull's hollow eyes, there floated a blurry reflection of a crowned individual.

"Feng Bujue…" The voice came from Snared Soul's eye socket and not his mouth. Undoubtedly, it was that 'person' speaking. "I… have heard your request." His tone was horrifying like there were thousands of souls wailing behind it. They were like sounds compressed into a windbox before they were pressed out… Just the voice was enough to make people's hair stand on end and cold sweat to fall. Of course, there were people who were not affected by this…

"King of the Nether Abyss?" Feng Bujue asked in a level tone.

"Such blasphemy!" Blood-crazy Shade turned his right head to glare at Brother Jue while warning, "A mere traveler from another world dares to call our master by his name…"

"Enough…" The king interrupted his people, "Feng Bujue doesn't know the rules, so it doesn't count as a transgression."

"Of course…" Blood-crazy Shade mumbled before he quickly shut up. Feng Bujue realized this King of the Nether Abyss was quite a reasonable person and at least he was not hostile against him and so Brother Jue believed they could work something out. With a turn, he continued, "Sorry my insolence… how shall I refer to the king?"

"If you wish to contribute to the glory of the kingdom of the dead…" The king answered slowly, "naturally you will be counted among my subjects…"

"Understood." Before the person finished, Feng Bujue surrendered his knee. He knelt on one knee and bowed deeply, "Our glorious king, known all over the worlds, powerful beyond measure, powerful and brilliant, blissful as gods, long live the king!"

[What the…] Blood-crazy Shade at the side was shocked. The shamelessness of this traveler had instantly shot through his narrow imagination. Even the usually calm Repentant was covered in cold sweat…

"Hmm…" King of Nether Abyss was silent for a few seconds before he laughed, "ha ha ha… Looks like you are eager to join my forces, very good… ha ha ha…."

Obviously, King of Nether Abyss had not been 'flattered' by his face before. Those who bowed to him, 30 percent was out of respect and 70 percent was out of fear. No one dared to speak too much before this monarch. They could barely meet his eyes for longer than 2 seconds…

This was related to the king's set up. As a world boss, this pillar of divinity had a very impressive passive—'Aura of Fear'. Creatures weaker than him would be affected by it. When they heard or see the voice or shade of the king, they would be gripped by fear. This fear was like the Scarecrow's fear gas, it was a biological reaction combined with a psychological pressure. And when they were in the king's presence, this corruption of the mind would get even more obvious… to use a player as an example, assuming a player was standing in the presence of the King of Nether Abyss, even if they did not do anything, the Terror Point of the player would linger around 30 percent.

But Feng Bujue… was the exception. No matter what kind of fear effect was useless on him so he could be his shameless self easily when facing this King of the Nether Abyss. Therefore… with Brother Jue's endless praise and endearing words, the King's affection towards this traveler from another world continued to rise.

"Your slave would go to the end of the world as long as the king wishes it to be." Feng Bujue continued to pile on the praise and had changed his own term of reference from a normal 'I' to 'your slave', propping the king higher in the process.

"Hmm… I have heard some… rumours about you." The king said. "Sam Montier views you as his nemesis; you have broken into the Master of Time's jail; the Court of Truth views you as an extremely dangerous convict; even among the Anomalies… your name precedes you."

"Those are just false rumours…" Feng Bujue continued. "The action of your slave is like the flickering candle, compared to the power of our king, it is easily overshadowed by the glow of the great moon."

"Ha ha ha…" The King of Nether Abyss had not been flattered in such intensity before, he was going to fly to the moon soon. "Looks like you are quite a knowledgeable person."

"I think I'm going to vomit…" As an Npc, Blood-crazy Shade was disgusted by Brother Jue's action. Of course, he did not really vomit in person…

"Okay, since you have proven your sincerity to work for me…" The king uttered. "I will give you a chance…" he calmed his joy down and returned to the honor of the divine. "Even though your fame is huge, I cannot approve of you unconditionally… do you understand?"

"Such brilliance by our king!" Feng Bujue said, "I agree completely, if there is anything that I can do on the king's behalf…"

"Hmm… Not bad, you get it instantly." The king chuckled.

"But…" Feng Bujue slightly lifted his head as a cunningness crossed his eyes. "The current situation is extremely chaotic, the forces of the other divines… are everywhere. Even though your slave is confident he is able to take down one or two juries or time wardens, but a tiger still couldn't win a den of wolves. If they gang up against your slave…"

"Then… that is your problem." The king's tone turned icier again.

[Qie… I knew it wouldn't be so easy…] Feng Bujue thought to himself. [After all, this is a world boss. As strong as the player's negotiation skill is, at most you'll get him to abandon the thought of 'squashing this ant'. If not for the fame I've gathered through my past scenarios, he wouldn't have given me this 'chance' at all.]

"Your slave understands!" On the surface, Feng Bujue showed none of his dissatisfaction and continued in an adoring tone, "I request our king be patient and your slave shall return soon with results…"