I opened an adventurer's guild in another world.

"This is really interesting!"

Anno, I never expected that you would discover a protector who was determined to die, and who was also an undead of the evil faction!

Why don't we grant its wish and send it on its way?

After hearing Trollope's story, Philomena couldn't help but scoff.

She now feels that not a single word spoken by this skeleton can be trusted.

If she has even the slightest thought of defending the other person, Philomena will think that it is her "compassion" that is at work.

Only by maintaining a hostile attitude towards Trolop and harboring murderous intent in his heart can he make Philomena feel that she is not affected.

Anno glanced at Philomena, then turned to Trolop and said, "I lied to you when I told you that the Ghost Stone could teleport to the undead in other planes."

You can't travel to other planes with just the Ghost Blue Stone.

What you need is a cross-dimensional teleportation array.

Without interdimensional teleportation arrays, the only way to go to other dimensions is to enter extremely dangerous spatial rifts.

With your strength, you wouldn't survive even if you entered the spatial rift.

"So that's how it is, you were just lying to me?"

Trollope didn't argue with Anno, because the message wasn't delivered by a ghost, but by a human.

At that moment, it felt that none of this mattered.

"Hey, human, don't you think this world is really strange!"

Seeing that Anno wanted to enter the fork in the road on the right, Trolop suddenly spoke up: "Why does everyone have to fight and kill each other?"

Why does consuming other undead increase one's strength?

Why can't we all live in peace?

"That's a bit beyond the scope of this question!"

Without turning his head, Anno replied, "The answer to this question might be the ultimate rule of this world; I don't know either."

"So, are you going to kill the soldiers inside now?"

Trolop isn't stupid either.

He himself reminded himself that the soldiers inside were probably of intermediate level strength.

However, the black-armored knight and the others all seemed unconvinced.

Clearly, they felt that the skeleton soldiers inside posed no threat to their safety.

They're still going in; it's obvious they intend to kill the soldiers inside.

Trolop clasped his hand bones to his chest and said to the group, "Some of the skeleton soldiers inside are good undead."

If they hadn't been willing to let me leave, I would have died long ago.

So, could you please stop creating more killing?

After listening, Liz shook her head and said, "It seems that this [Compassion] isn't all that great after all!"

Those skeleton soldiers who spared Trollope were clearly influenced by [Compassion].

Trollope naively believed that the other party was genuinely kind.

Is this guy really an undead?

However, Anno now understood why Trolop wanted to escape the Underworld!

Such a personality is completely out of place in the realm of the underworld, a plane inhabited by evil races.

Trolop is probably really lucky to have survived until now, as he didn't offend two undead at the same time.

In the previous encounter in the mine, there should have only been one skeleton soldier it encountered at the same time.

However, after learning of Trolop's wish, Anno has already decided to take it to Angolos.

When making this decision, Anno was certain that he was not influenced by the "compassionate heart".

The urge to kill Trolop could arise at any moment.

"Your name is Trolop, right? I can let you leave the Underworld, but..."

......

The Underworld!

Ancient battlefield!

After the howling winds of ghosts and wolves passed, only the fragments of skulls, their soul flames scattered, remained on the ground.

The sighing winds unique to the underworld will scatter all the souls!

Whether they are the dead or the living.

There are only two ways to deal with the sighing wind.

run!

They run faster than the wind of sighs!

躲！

Hide where the sighing winds can't reach!

After an unknown amount of time, the ground suddenly rose up, and a thin figure emerged from the underworld.

"Ahem!"

The warm, bright red blood spurting onto the ground indicates that this is a living human being.

"Damn, how can this 'sighing wind' be so large, and appear so suddenly?"

The figure slumped to the ground, and after a long while, shook his head and muttered to himself, "Is this the backlash of [fate]?"

Because of what I did before, I changed some things, and then it backfired?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the thin face of the figure.

"Hahaha... It seems its fate has been changed because of me!"

Bang!

A bolt of black lightning suddenly fell from the sky and struck the person lying on the ground.

The surrounding underworld was instantly pulverized by the flashing lightning!

"Ah~~~"

The agonizing screams abruptly ceased as the black lightning dissipated!