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This great demon trial is almost a death sentence for Pranay of Truth. Pranay of Truth, who only wants to survive, will suffer almost 100% damage in the [Inverted Road to the Afterlife]. If he dares to escape from the cell, he will commit suicide.

For the assessment of trainee prison guards, you can choose to have everyone drink appropriate amounts of special snowfield liquor according to their own circumstances, assign routes, and rush back to the safe area to recover after repairing some cells along the way before the danger level of the illusion reaches a high level. At the same time, leave one person ready to go back and forth as quickly as possible to rescue teammates, which really tests judgment and execution.

However, Hyperion now feels that the strategies given by the Ice Witch are useless.

No matter how difficult the Ice Witch had told her in the previous two months, Hyperion was sure that the actual experience would be as difficult as a baby's.

"..."

Hyperion secretly glanced at the stunned poet beside her.

In addition to the few service points gained from speeding through the negative fourth and fifth floors, Lanqi now has a generous amount of service points. When asked, Lanqi replied that they were sponsored to him by Miss Selena, the warden of the negative fourth floor.

However, at that time, Hyperion was in a dream of falling into the Land of Gentleness and had no idea what was happening on the negative fourth floor.

Hyperion was still worried whether Ranch was forced or robbed, but Ranch said that Miss Selena, the warden, gave it to him voluntarily. He didn't even mention it to Selena, the warden, and Miss Selena transferred the money to Ranch.

Hyperion could only put her mind at ease for the time being.

As they were about to walk down the stairs, they heard the warden's voice in the hall.

“It’s so rare to have trainee prison guards here, it’s great.”

Hyperion looked in the direction of the voice and found that the teleportation hall on this floor was a safe area combined with the warden's office.

The warden, whose name was engraved with "Dairiya" on her nameplate, was seen with her legs crossed on the desk. Her facial features were deep, her eyes were intense and penetrating, as if she could look directly into people's hearts, and her thin lips had a hint of a smile.

Although she was wearing the uniform of a prison warden, it was tight on her upper body, so she casually untied her tie and put on her coat.

"Here, there is no way to rebirth, no way to death, it is better to live in drunkenness and dream of death."

Warden Deria leaned casually in her chair, tilted her head and looked at the few people, muttering.

She was holding a small wine glass in her hand and seemed to have just taken a sip.

Obviously she was very happy about the arrival of the trainee prison guards. If there were no trainee prison guards to help, she would have to do the regular routine inspection and maintenance work by herself.

Hyperion currently feels that except for the warden of Corendan on the negative first floor who is a little difficult to communicate with, the wardens on the negative fourth and fifth floors should be pretty good people, and the warden on the negative sixth floor also seems to have a good attitude.

"We will get to work right away, please rest assured."

Hyperion saluted to the Deria Warden on the negative sixth floor and said.

The mission on this level is very clear, with two big demons and the demon craftsman Lanqi, so maintenance is even easier.

"Wait, who told you to rush to work?"

Daria quickly put one leg down from the table, stopped a few people, and waved to them.

There will be four updates today. The last one will be a little late as I haven’t finished writing it yet. The sunset continues to burn!

Chapter 439: Lanqi's Greatest Weakness

Hyperion looked at Warden Deria in confusion, but without much hesitation or disobedience, she led the poet of great love to the spacious desk in the hall.

Antanas still looked absent-minded, while Shinora followed quietly, maintaining perfect etiquette.

"..."

Hyperion stood across from the desk and noticed the staff thrown on the ground. She felt that it made the Deria Warden look like a priest.

The three wardens in the inner layer of Helrom Prison were originally the elite team of the Protoss Empire's magic special attack force before they took office in Helrom Prison. They were also outstanding graduates of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy many years ago. If the first two levels were combat strategists, it would not be wrong for this level to be a healing profession.

"I believe in the God of Wind, so there are not so many restrictions."

Warden Deria seemed to see Hyperion's doubts, so she lit a cigarette and talked about her own beliefs.

"understood."

Hyperion just nodded and said nothing more.

Although they are all clergymen, they may not believe in the same gods.

In addition to the Church of the Goddess of Destiny and the Church of Resurrection, there are many churches that believe in other gods, but they are not as large as these two churches with a long history.

However, for all churches, the source of divine arts is based on the classics handed down from the Age of Gods. Even if the world is destroyed several times, the traces of the Book of Genesis cannot be destroyed.

The Book of Genesis has a total of thirty-three chapters.

The difference between divine arts and magical arts is that divine arts rely more on resonance with the world, or resonance with gods that exist on the conceptual side, while magical arts rely on the self itself.

Therefore, the effects of the divine arts used by the priests are not only related to the "spirit" and "magic" attributes, but also to the priests' unique "faith" attribute.

If you believe in the Goddess of Fate, the attribute of faith will be applicable to all the divine arts in Chapter 31. If you believe in a specific god, the attribute of faith will only apply to a single chapter, but it will have an extremely excellent effect on the divine arts in this chapter.

Hyperion has not yet mastered many divine arts, but she has seen many wind-attributed divine arts in the Chapter of Storm and Freedom. Apart from a few offensive divine arts, most of them are powerful auxiliary divine arts such as group healing, high shields, damage reduction, control, etc.

The priest Dariya Jailer, who already has high spirit and magic resistance, can rely on his own wind-attribute magic to reduce and resist a lot of spell damage at this level. At the same time, he can use control magic to block the activities of prisoners in the prison and even push the prisoners back. He is almost invincible.

"Then how can we get your evaluation and clearance?"

After a moment's thought, Hyperion asked again.

If you want to find the cell of Pranay of Truth, you must meet the prerequisites set by the warden.

"Just drink. The more you drink, the higher my rating will be. Drink with me until you're satisfied, and I'll let you go. Otherwise, you'll have to practice more."

Warden Dahlia grinned and pulled out several bottles of wine and glasses from the natural ice chest and placed them on the table, as if they had been waiting for too long.

"Is this really okay with you?"

Hyperion asked in confusion.

According to Lanqi, Miss Melissa, the warden of the negative fifth floor, is very fair. As long as the work is completed, she will give an evaluation, and then you will be allowed to visit the prisoners.

The current Deria Warden on the negative sixth floor wasn't a bad guy, he was just too free and uninhibited, completely unorganized and undisciplined.

How come the warden could take the lead in asking the trainee prison guards to drink together in prison?

"It's okay. I'm the disciple of the great sage Isis. I have that old man protecting me. Anyway, you don't have to take any responsibility. Besides, the Protoss Empire can't find anyone better willing to guard this floor. I'm not afraid of death guarding this floor, so why would I be afraid of being fired?"

Warden Deria spread his hands with an indifferent attitude.

"..."

Although Hyperion had heard that the holder of the [Original Slate - Light], the great sage of the empire, Isis, was a long-lived guardian elf, it was not a good idea to call an old immortal like that.

When they heard Isis's name, Antanas and Shinora's expressions instinctively became a little worse.

Both of them were beaten up by the great sage of the empire, Isis.

"In fact, alcohol is a good thing in this respect. It can boost courage and blur people's will. It is a necessity."

Warden Daria poured the wine smoothly, raised the glass, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"The elites from the Protoss Royal School of Magic can come to the negative sixth floor, but they back down after a small glass of wine? This is really disappointing."

She looked at the hesitant faces of several people, with a provocative and playful light in her eyes.

You can drink the public Xueyuan liquor here.

This is a special version of Helrom Prison with enchanted and blended properties that is hard to get outside, but it can be refilled infinitely on the negative sixth floor.

It's pure heaven for an alcoholic.

Of course, people who drink it for the first time may fall to the ground unconscious after one glass of wine, or even hurt their throat.

Even though getting these students from the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic drunk today might be a bit immoral, for Daria it was also a rare pleasure.

Hyperion stared at the glass of wine handed to her by Warden Daria. Familiar with poison magic and antidote magic, she knew very well that this wine was quite terrible. Just smelling the odor it emitted made her feel like she had taken a big gulp of strong liquor.

She was very hesitant about whether to take it and drink it down in one gulp.

The warden was obviously an old drunkard priest who could drink many cups. It was unknown how many cups he had to drink with her before she would be satisfied and give him permission to comment.

Hyperion actually didn't have much contact with alcohol, but she felt that if she inherited her father's physique, her tolerance for alcohol should be good. At least when she ate Ikerite's special chocolate with alcohol filling at Tata's house, she didn't feel anything. According to Tata, the alcohol content of that box was quite high, and Tata bought it mainly out of curiosity.

Finally, the great poet of love felt the tension in Hyperion's palm on his grasped forearm, and his dull eyes became clear.

He turned his head to look at Hyperion, and Hyperion looked at him as if she had seen a savior.

Her invincible Ranchi is back!

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

The Great Love Poet said to Hyperion and looked towards Warden Deria, quickly understanding the current situation.

"..."

however.

The poet of great love gazed at the crystal clear liquid of the snowy liquor in silence.

Why is it wine...

Because of this thing, he was almost killed by a lady when he left home. He still remembers the lesson and the taste of roasted pigeon in his heart.

Chapter 440: The fate of a great poet is also a fate

The poet of great love glanced back at Antanas and Shinora.

He is considering whether to seek external help.

Logically speaking, these two eighth-level demons should be able to drink much more than humans.

But once they get drunk, it's impossible to stop these two sisters from going crazy.

If the last Tyrant Priest gets drunk, he will not be able to exchange identities with Pranay, and he must maintain a certain degree of consciousness.

Of the remaining two people, either he or Hyperion would drink.

"Huprieanne, how can you drink?"

The great poet of love asked.

"I haven't tried it much, it should be neither good nor bad."

Hyperion answered unsurely.

Hear the words.