After No.1 said this, there was a moment of silence in the carriage.
The next second, there was an earth-shattering burst of laughter.
If Zong Jiu had only thought that the Devil's careful detour around the Super S Level Instance Dimension was pitiful and amusing, then now, he was laughing at him without holding back.
Magician was laughing so hard that his long and narrow eyebrows were squinted. His white hair swayed along his shoulders, and his face was full of pleasure.
Looking at No.1's helpless and furious expression, Magician really wanted to laugh at him.
Zong Jiu shifted his body on the soft cushion and found a comfortable position. He lazily rested his head on the cushion behind him.
This carriage was originally built for the noble duke. Although it looked inconspicuous from the outside and was very low-key, the interior was very impressive. Every part of the carriage was made of excellent materials. Even the cushions on the back were stuffed with a lot of precious fluff.
Zong Jiu laughed as he spared no effort in mocking the Devil. "Let me take a breather?"
He narrowed his eyes and imitated what the Devil liked to do. He leisurely sized up the two hands that came out from the shadows. His gaze was full of mockery and ridicule.
"Just based on your appearance? Do you want to be kicked out by the Instance Dimension again? "
The Devil was speechless.
Magician's words really hit him where it hurt.
This Super S Level Instance Dimension already rejected outsiders from entering, and its connection to the Main System was a thousand miles away.
However, its spatial coordinates were located in the Dark Dimension and were unstable. Even the Main System could not detect it.
It was not hard to understand that there was a higher dimension above the Dark Dimension. Even the Main System could only control a lower level dimension. For higher level dimensions, it could only communicate with them on an equal footing. Even if it interfered, it could only allow survivors to carry out missions with the Instance Dimension's permission.
In other words, even the Main System could not determine the coordinates of this dimension. Only a lunatic like No.1 would choose to directly enter the Dark Dimension's spatial turbulence.
This was undoubtedly a very dangerous move. Even if it was a demon, it would be the same if they traversed the spatial turbulence without any positioning.
Fortunately, he was similar to the Dark Dimension in certain aspects. As an existence that was filled with the malice of an entire plane, No.1 had long since broken away from the category of humans. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a monster that was born purely out of malice.
The dark dimension accepted him.
However, this dungeon did not accept him, so he could only be a stowaway.
Especially after being kicked out, the plane strengthened its supervision. If the original body really came over, it would probably be kicked out again in the next second.
Behind the shadow, the man narrowed his dark golden eyes, his expression unfathomable.
In the past, the Devil would have been more than happy to teach Zong Jiu a lesson on the consequences of provoking him.
But he didn't know why, but when he saw Magician raise his chin and provoke him, he lost interest.
A feeling that things were about to get out of his control arose spontaneously.
This feeling made the demon very unhappy and even a little irritated.
This was a rare emotion for him.
Zong Jiu watched as Magician suddenly released his grip on his chin and returned to the shadows. He was a little confused.
According to his understanding of the Devil, it would either be a battle of words or a battle of words.
Although Zong Jiu knew that he was at a disadvantage, it would be too much for him to swallow his pride in front of his nemesis just because he was at a disadvantage. Thus, when he provoked Magician, he had already tensed his body and was ready to counterattack at any time.
He didn't expect Magician to take the initiative to retreat first.
He had to admit that he was very surprised.
Zong Jiu had wanted to use this opportunity to lure No.1 into using his power and experience the joy of a second strike. But now, it seemed that he didn't have the chance.
But since the Devil had retreated, Zong Jiu could also remove the shackles on his body.
Magician sat up straight and went through the Unlock System to unlock the shackles on his wrists and ankles.
"Dong —"
The heavy shackles instantly rolled onto the carpet of the carriage.
Zong Jiu rubbed his wrist that had turned red from being strangled. He grabbed the blanket on the cushion and wrapped it around his body.
The temperature was a little cold at night, and his cheongsam was as good as not wearing anything.
The carriage was not bumpy even though it was pulled purely by manpower. Perhaps it could be compared to the rickshaws of old Shanghai.
The coachman had to hit someone with his whip. If he didn't want to be hit, he had to run faster. If he was too slow, the whip would leave a long bloody mark on his back.
Zong Jiu was constantly on guard against the wind and grass around him.
The carriage wasn't spacious, and the controlled Panther Duke occupied the center of the carriage. Zong Jiu could only sit in the corner.
The shadows flowed quietly in the places where the moonlight couldn't reach. The puppet Duke was silent in the darkness like a statue that would never wake up.
However, Zong Jiu was still on guard the entire journey. The Devil didn't show any signs of approaching.
Zong Jiu was confused.
Was the repulsive force of this dungeon that strong? Was it strong enough to make the Devil behave?
Even Zong Jiu couldn't believe it.
The two of them were not the type to be overcautious, especially when they were facing off against each other.
Just like Zong Jiu, he didn't provoke him even though he knew he was at a disadvantage. No.1 was the same. If he didn't accept Zong Jiu's provocation just because the dungeon would kick him out, then No.1 wouldn't be No.1 anymore.
Whoever retreated first would seem to have lowered their head to the other party, and it was a clear sign of weakness. This was an unspoken rule between the two of them.
Who would be willing to show weakness? They were mortal enemies who wouldn't back down even if it was just a kiss.
Every time they met, swords were drawn, crossbows were drawn, and the smell of incense ignited in the air.
It was so quiet and peaceful. Even if they were just sitting in the same room, it was extremely strange.
In the end, it was Magician who broke the strange silence.
"Why are you here?"
This was the question that had puzzled Zong Jiu for a long time.
If the Devil hadn't been absent from every dungeon he had participated in before, it could still be explained as it wanted to see its old enemy suffer.
But this time, he and Tokumon had been inexplicably summoned to this super S-level dungeon. They couldn't contact the main system and didn't even have to complete the main mission. If they couldn't find a way back in three days, they would be stuck here forever.
Based on the current situation, even though No.1 was a mentor, the main system couldn't do anything about it. How could the Devil appear here was a question worth pondering.
"This is the second time you've asked this question."
A low voice came from the shadows, revealing an obvious carelessness. "Is its answer that important?"
Maybe it was important, maybe it wasn't.
In the past, the Devil's only pleasure was to enjoy the ugliness, suffering, war, and chaos of the human world.
Such unchanging things were full of malice and revealed the true nature of humans.
But after a long time, one would get tired of it. Especially for someone born of malice, most ugliness wasn't worth mentioning.
Because of this, the Devil had been bored for a long time.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have agreed to make a deal with the main system and come up with such a horrifying trainee competition.
But the biggest reward of this competition wasn't the fun he had originally imagined, but the predicted savior.
What was even more interesting was how similar they were.
Enemies would always understand each other the best.
Such an interesting toy wouldn't be found in the future.
"If you die in this dungeon, I'll be very sorry, Your Excellency Magician."
The man's tone was calm and meaningful.
Even if he died, the Devil wouldn't let him die at the hands of anyone other than himself.
Shouldn't the savior die at the hands of the Great Demon King? If he died while fighting the monsters, the Great Demon King would be lawless, and the world would be unable to be saved.
Outside the carriage, the curtain of night began to disperse.
The dazzling red sun rose from the east, and the day was coming. The dark earth was pushed aside, and the colors suddenly became clear.
Zong Jiu and Tokumon ran for most of the night and lost their memories for five hours. Logically speaking, even if the winter sun rose later, it should be around this time.
After a long time, so long that the Devil thought he wouldn't get an answer, the white-haired youth sneered.
The Devil didn't care. "I heard you have an unavoidable death in this dungeon?"
"I have a way to get you out of this dungeon."
The man's hand reappeared from the shadows, and casually rested on the Magician's shoulder.
"What way?"
No. 1 didn't answer. Instead, his slender fingers circled the youth's beautiful jawline and slid to his lips.
The shape of the Magician's lips was beautiful. People with thin lips were naturally more indifferent and cold.
"As everyone knows, there's a price to pay for making a deal with the Devil."
Behind the shadows, the man stared at the changes in the Magician's expression, not missing a single detail.
"Oh?" Zong Jiu's face was expressionless. He asked in return, "Let's hear it."
"For example —"
The cold fingertips circled the youth's tailbone.
It was a bewitching and suggestive action, but Zong Jiu could clearly see the Devil's lack of interest.
It was very contradictory.
"No two people are born to be enemies. A prophecy is always just a prophecy."
While they were talking, the carriage quietly drove into the beautiful and classical mansion.
Zebra, who was wearing a butler's uniform, came forward and stood respectfully beside the carriage. Without the master's order, he didn't dare to disturb the Duke, for fear of disturbing him.
"Let's change the way we address her. Bed partner? It's a little lacking in warmth. "
"Then, how about lover?"
The Devil pondered seriously, but he felt more and more bored.
He was looking forward to the Devil's choice, but also looking forward to the Devil's lack of choice.
If an arrogant and cold cat caught your attention, would you want it to continue catching birds and butterflies outside, or would you lock it in your own cage?
What attracted the Devil's attention was the Magician, who had an unruly soul and was disdainful of those in power in the eyes of millions of ordinary people, or a caged bird who was willing to become the Devil's captive in order to save his life in the future?
In the next second, Zong Jiu punched him across the air.
"Scram."
Seeing the Magician nimbly jump down from the carriage, the Devil was stunned.
He suddenly put down his hand and chuckled.