Reborn Soul Master: The Rogue's Counterattack

Chapter 283 Ancestors

"How do I use it?" Cardin took out the key and suddenly made a gesture to insert the key into the air.

"……." Of course, nothing happened, only the cold wind blew across Cardin's cheeks.

"That's not right." Although no one saw it, Cardin blushed in embarrassment and chuckled softly.

"Oh, right." Cardin suddenly thought of something and turned his head, where Franken stood with an expressionless face.

Despite absorbing the decisions of many souls, Franken still has no emotions and cannot express them. Can he talk but not communicate?

"Ahem. I forgot to ask dad how to open the door." Embarrassed, Cardin cleared his throat meaninglessly and looked around.

"Huh?" By chance Cardin saw the old wooden door that had just been opened.

"Got it." Walking closer and taking a closer look, I saw there was a keyhole on the door handle.

Click. As if he had thought of something, Cardin carefully closed the door and slowly inserted the black key into the keyhole.

Whoosh. Luckily, the key slipped into the door handle naturally.

Click. I turned the key and there seemed to be a sound of the door opening.

"Is it open?" Cardin, his heart beating faster, took back the key, took a deep breath, and grabbed the door handle.

Snap. The same feeling as usual.

"Isn't this right?" Feeling it was unnecessary, Cardin opened the door reluctantly.

At this moment, Cardin stopped as if time had stopped.

"What is this?" The view from the other side of the door was not the dark view of the dungeon where the holy relics were hidden. Instead, it felt more dank.

"Is it a bit similar to the Road of the Dead?" The Road of the Dead is also the world of the dead, but Neropolis and the Road of the Dead are spaces of different dimensions.

"Let's collect what we need first." Cardin hurriedly opened the alternate dimension. The shoes he received from the mercenary king and the necklace hanging from the goddess statue.

Charlotte's legacy, the white coat is already on her body, with a key in one hand and the holy sword "Misrikod" in the other.

Finally, Franken was sent back to the other dimension. If he fell down randomly in Neropolis, it would feel like saying goodbye forever.

"That completes the preparations." When everything was ready, Cardin took a deep breath and walked towards the open old door.

Whoosh. The moment I walked through the door, goose bumps appeared all over my body, and the cold air stimulated my skin. There was no warmth at all.

"Is this Neropolis?" The first time Cardan saw Neropolis, it was a forest full of trees the color of a gloomy sky.

“Yeah.” Although I became familiar with the world of the dead through the Road of the Dead, it still felt a bit strange.

Without the four things Charlotte left behind, it might feel very cold, as if existence itself would disappear.

"Isn't Neropolis the city of the dead?" Is the location different every time you open a door?

Cardin decided to find a place that looked like a city first, and began to move slowly. He didn't know when and where he would be attacked, so he didn't forget to activate his magic.

Trample, tread. It feels different from walking on ordinary grass. It's a lifeless lawn.

Walking on the grass that looked like hell, every time you stepped on it, there would be a cracking sound and the grass would be crushed.

"It's a place where even walking is scary." Boom! About ten steps?

Boom! The door that had been opened in the dungeon slammed shut, and soon the old door disappeared without a trace.

"Luckily I brought the key." If I didn't bring the key, I might never come back.

"Father should have taught me this kind of thing. It almost happened." He felt uneasy for some reason, but fortunately he got the key first, so Cardin breathed a sigh of relief.

Trample, tramp. The creepy footsteps began again. How long had I walked in the forest of the dead?

"Found it." A huge city wall appeared in his field of vision. Cardan smiled with joy and quickened his pace.

Walking along the city wall, we soon discovered the impressive city gate.

"Is there no one here?" In contrast to the huge city gate, there was no gatekeeper in front of it.

As if to say, if you want to come in, just come in. The city gate is open, and the city on the other side of the gate looks very ordinary.

"Is this the city of ancient necromancers?" Isn't that too shabby?

"We can't despair just yet." Cardan shook his head and opened his eyes to look at the other side of the city gate.

"It will definitely help. You will get something." This is the place that all necromancers yearn for.

The experience of stepping into the legendary city was not as remarkable as one might imagine.

"Nothing fun." It should have been exciting to walk into the lifeless city.

Of course, if you find what the necromancer needs, the situation will be different. The moment you pass through the city gate.

Whoosh! An arrow flew in from nowhere.

Whoosh! Cardin subconsciously dodged the arrow by moving sideways.

Whoosh! Whoosh! But more than one arrow was fired.

"It seems there is something there." The arrow flying towards him made him happy. A smile appeared on Cardin's face.

Swish, swish, swish! Cardan immediately built a bone wall in front of him, and all the arrows were bounced back by the bone wall.

"It's the Necromancer." The voice came from behind, at the city gate.

Whoosh! Hearing that sound, Cardan immediately turned around and shot with the arrow made of bones.

Crack! The bone arrow hit something and shattered on the spot.

"Necromancer?" The shield made of bones collided with the bone arrow.

The bone shield that appeared in midair was a special skill of the Necromancer. If that shield could crush the arrows made by Cardan, it meant that the opponent must be a better Necromancer than Cardan.

Sensing the ominous atmosphere, Cardan immediately stepped on the ground and ran in the direction where the arrow was flying. The arrow was made of bone.

"The one who shot that arrow must have been a skeleton soldier." He thought that a place with a good necromancer was safer than a place with skeleton soldiers.

"Stop." The moment he reached where the arrow came from, dozens of swords and guns were placed on Cardan's neck.

Surprisingly, it was not skeleton soldiers holding swords and guns, but humanoid beings.

“People?” This is too confusing. There are necromancers above 8 stars, and people wielding swords and guns?

"Why would a living person come here?"

"How did he get here? This guy is a necromancer. You can tell at a glance that he is here to chase after legends."

"The fool who chose death in pursuit of his dream is here again."

"What should we do with this guy? Kill him first?" Voices came from all directions.

"The voice sounds young?" Looking closely, the beings who were holding swords and guns towards Cardin were all translucent.

The city of the dead. The inhabitants of Neropolis are of course the dead, all of them translucent like ghosts.

"What should I do with this guy?"

"Don't worry about him. He will die on his own and become one of the people here. So just ignore him?"

"We're all going to die, so let's kill him. I haven't tasted blood in a long time." The words spoken in such a cold voice made people shudder.

After becoming an 8-star, he had never felt such fear in front of the noble demons.

"Everyone get out of the way." At that time, a cold voice came from the city gate.

"Yes. The Necromancer is in charge of the Necromancer."

"It's convenient for us too."

"It's been a while since the juniors came. How are you?" Then, the sword and gun on Cardin's neck were put away, and the translucent beings jokingly passed the message to the direction where the cold voice came from.

"You. How many stars?" The sharp voice made Cardin feel unhappy, and he looked towards the place where the voice came from.

The man with waist-length hair and the aura of a beautiful boy looked at him with hostile eyes.

"Can't you speak? Answer me." Although the commanding male words made people feel bad, for some reason they were not that bad.

"Senior. My name is Cardan Ingmar, and I am here to greet you." An ancient necromancer, or perhaps a necromancer who came to Neropolis in pursuit of the legend.

Regardless, to him, he was a senior, and Cardin bowed with respect to his senior.

“…” The white-haired man seemed surprised by Cardin’s respectful greeting and looked at him with an incredible look.

"senior?"

"The city of the dead. The residents of Neropolis, which was founded by an ancient necromancer. Isn't the necromancer here a great senior?"

"..." Cardin greeted respectfully, confusing the white-haired man, and he was unable to continue.

"Well...you're very polite."

"Thank you, Senior." Cardan thought. The opponent is a necromancer above 8 stars. Most importantly, he cannot be confirmed as an enemy.

And Cardin needs to get something from this. In other words, there is no need to be an enemy.

And in an organized society, how to treat superiors is what he has been doing in his previous life.

It's not difficult to please the other person.

"Also, I'm an 8 star. Senpai." Cardin said bowing to his waist, the white haired man seemed to be burdened and took a step back and nodded.

Then he felt strange for a moment and his eyes widened.

"Eight stars?"

"Yes, that's right." For a necromancer, his body is too balanced. Rather than being mature, it's more like a young man.

"Is it really 8 stars?" It seems that the necromancer who just came of age is actually 8 stars. It is simply unbelievable.

No matter how powerful he was, I thought he was a 6 or 7 star, but he was actually an 8 star.

"However, the person who can find this place must not be an ordinary person." Although he was a little panicked at first, the white-haired man nodded and looked at Cardin's body.

"But why does this guy look so fine? When I first came to this place, I had trouble walking. Why does he look so comfortable?"

The white-haired man tilted his head to look at Cardin, then paused in surprise.

"Those shoes, that dress...that necklace and the sword in his hand..." The four things Cardin was wearing were all from Neropolis.

"How did you get those?"

"It's my father's legacy. Senior."

"Father? Wait. What's your name?"

"My name is Cardin. Cardin Ingmar."

"Ingmar..." In an instant, someone's face appeared in his mind. The white-haired man opened his eyes wide and interrupted his words.

"Charlotte. Are you Charlotte's son?"

"Do you know my father?" Cardin asked with his eyes wide open, and the man answered with an incredible dry laugh.

"How could I not know? I taught that guy, and most importantly, he is my descendant."

"What? Descendants?" Cardin instantly showed an expression of being unable to speak, and the white-haired man was still shaking his head in disbelief.

"Yes. Wolf Ingmar. The first head of the Ingmar family."