"Ask!" Julius Reed was eager to know the truth of the matter.

"Forget it, at that time, my life was uncertain, and you didn't know me. Let it be as if none of this ever happened."

From the receiver, there seemed to be the sound of a man crying.

"Either I did or didn't! Elaenor Wood, I am not joking with you now, I want you to ask Eliezer Pine if I actually slept with her!"

Julius Reed was somewhat irritated.

What's wrong with this person?

Why is he so fragile?

Is it so difficult to ask a simple question?

"Julius Reed! You're going too far!" Elaenor Wood yelled, "You slept with my girlfriend and still want me to ask personally! Is this something a human would do?"

"I also want to know if I actually did or not!" Julius Reed shouted into the receiver, "Ask clearly for me, if I really did, then I..."

"Then what? You want to continue? Do you think I'm air? Could it be..."

Elaenor Wood burst into tears. "Could Anna Harris being with me be a mission assigned by you, the master?"

Julius Reed was stunned.

Can it be played like this?

"Forget it, I can't make sense of it with you, give the phone to Eliezer Pine." Julius Reed shouted, "Put it on speaker, I've lived my life openly! It's truly because I don't believe I did this that I'm asking you! Elaenor Wood, why don't you think about if this never happened?"

"What if it did happen? I choose to forgive Anna Harris, you can go away." Elaenor Wood was dejected.

"She's here, Julius Reed, I trust you this time."

The voice of Elaenor Wood came through the phone.

"Anna Harris, did you ever sleep with Julius Reed?"

Three seconds of silence.

Pa!

Papa!

The sound of three slaps!

Julius Reed seemed to hear Elaenor Wood rolling on the ground.

"Sorry for the disturbance."

Julius Reed hung up the phone, taking a deep breath.

Indeed, the contents of the letter were false.

Deceiving oneself?

This feels very wrong!

He wanted to contact Graham Will, but couldn't get in touch at all.

Looking again at the box, inside there was a dagger.

In his memory, the final step to unlock the memory was to insert three needles into the brain, and then insert the dagger.

Though Julius Reed was immortal, this method was very strange.

He picked up the dagger and examined it carefully.

The material on it was very special.

Perhaps, it would come in handy in the future.

But suddenly.

The three needles melting on the table began to evaporate.

Soon, they disappeared.

Julius Reed frowned slightly.

He picked up the dagger and gently inserted it into the corpse on the ground.

In an instant.

The corpse was drained!

Turned into a mummy.

Julius Reed kicked it, and the mummy turned to ash.

Too overbearing!

Yet the dagger didn't change at all.

At the same time!

Deep within the ice field, in the well that Pranay Martinez relied on very much.

Came a roar!

The water on the well exploded!

"Why! Why! Why did I fail again! Ah!"

In the empty cave, a roar echoed.

However, Julius Reed on the Dusty Platform was unaware of this scene.

Various signs told him that this was surely not as simple as the letter claimed.

Ding!

Suddenly.

Julius Reed's phone rang.

"Julius Reed, you went too far! You can kill me, but you cannot insult my purity!"

It was Eliezer Pine.

The woman was calling back using Elaenor Wood's phone.

"Scumbag!"

With curses raining down, Julius Reed knew what was happening.

Eliezer Pine would not lie, nor would she hesitate to admit.

Most importantly, Julius Reed believed in his own character.

"What about Elaenor Wood? Is he okay?" Julius Reed asked calmly.

Knowing clearly that his servant would oppose him, he was not angry.

Everyone has their own ambition, or rather, Eliezer Pine is a worthy opponent.

"Little Wood? Haha, easily believes other people's nonsense, lacks enough trust in me, has already been hung up and whipped, dripped with wax! Master, if it happens again, don't blame me for taking action against Lillian Tompson."

After saying this, Eliezer Pine directly hung up.

Probably Julius Reed won't be able to reach her in the future even if he wants to.

There are truths and falsehoods in the letter.

Julius Reed could hardly imagine what the result would be if he actually followed the method written in the letter.

But inside this Dusty Platform, one can indeed feel the abundance of spiritual power!

Used the underworld fire to burn the corpse.

Julius Reed returned to the bedside, starting to think about today's events.

Tomorrow is the day the Dusty Platform is unlocked.

A bloodbath will be inevitable.

...

Demarco Mount below.

Inside the toilet.

The Emperor was leading his subordinates with their hearts toward the sky, mouths open, enjoying the food.

But what puzzled them was that lately, the volume of this food was decreasing.

So much so that they were once again slipping into weakness.

With the Imperium guarding, the Undead Tribe couldn't get in and couldn't send any messages.

So the Emperor and others didn't know that many people in Demarco Mount had already left, only about two or three out of ten were left.

"Emperor, when will this end?"

A Undead Tribe warlord asked dejectedly.

Day after day, their inner pride had long been eroded, even the little hope they had was gradually disappearing.

Without hope, survival becomes a problem too.

"Should be soon." The Emperor looked outside, taking a deep breath, forcing himself to stay calm. "Earlier Sutton sent someone to report, saying at most half a year we would be able to leave. After thousands of years, what's the harm in waiting a bit longer?"

Thousands of years.

Originally thought that by killing his teacher and obtaining the immortality technique, he'd be able to rule the world.

But who would have thought, Julius Reed was so formidable, successively taking down several emperors and trapping them here.

The Emperor didn't know if he was lucky.

After all, even someone as strong as Pruitt Wilde was beheaded.

At least for now, the Emperor was still alive.

His warlords fell into silence.

Such words they had heard countless times.

But a little glimmer of hope was better than no hope.

But suddenly.

A figure appeared at the prison gate.

"Someone!"

Detecting movement, those inside the prison exclaimed with excitement.

Yet they were also a bit worried.

What if Julius Reed returned to deal with them?

But it was more likely that someone was coming to take them away!

The Emperor also turned his head towards the prison gate.

When he clearly saw the figure, his mouth opened in surprise.

"Darin?"

The person standing at the gate was Bradwell Abernathy!

The former first warlord of the Undead Tribe, capable of rivaling the Emperor's men!

"What! It's Darin?"

Fear instantly filled the prison.

Upon a close look, the blind man at the gate was indeed Darin!

The incident of that year was well-known among everyone.

The Darin who was supposedly killed by Sutton had actually survived?

"Emperor, you didn't expect this, did you? I am not dead." Bradwell Abernathy's hollow eye sockets aimed at the Emperor, giving an eerie feeling.

"Darin, your survival indeed surprised me. But you came here, just to mock me? This prison is solid as a rock, nobody can open it..."

Click!

Before the Emperor could finish speaking, Darin inserted a sword into the lock hole at the entrance.

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