Chapter 847 The Bridge Built by the Ruler of Hell

Lilly’s gaze remained fixated on the floating bone.

Polly, in a state of disbelief, exclaimed, “What the squawk, what kind of elevator is this…”

Indeed, it was an elevator unlike anything they had ever seen, constructed entirely of bones.

Lilly found herself torn, contemplating whether she should descend or not.

Daddy said not to go to unknown and dangerous places…

But Ivan’s down there, he helped me before and even gave me a piece of candy. If I don’t go down, I would be abandoning him…

It’s dangerous down there…

Witnessing Lilly’s inner struggle, the cowardly ghost reassured her, “Don’t worry, let’s first understand what this bone is and how frequently it appears…”

Suddenly, the harem spirit’s expression turned grave, and she interjected, “I’m more concerned about when this bone was formed… The blood on the pelvic bone looks fresh.”

The passionate spirit coughed, finding the description unsettling, especially with the child present.

The unlucky ghost chimed in, saying, “She means that if it’s a fresh bone, it must have been recently extracted after someone’s death…”

In the underworld, there were no living beings, and even the bones present were aged and weathered. They lacked any traces of blood and were often fragile and decayed.

So how did this blood–stained pelvic bone come to be?

The foolish ghost was surprised, saying, “I think this bone belonged to someone who died recently, but this is the underworld and such a colossal abyss… How could there be anyone…”

realization struck him,

no living beings in the underworld, and the only people who were alive in the Ghost

so could that bone

meant he was

possibility of Ivan’s death, shaking her head in denial. “No, Ivan can’t

pelvic bone and said, “Judging by

adult pelvis…”

that this strange pelvis resurfaces periodically;

the pelvis emerges shouldn’t be the bottom of the

middle of the abyss where we can stand? If we

is that we don’t know much about this abyss.

advice–knowing the enemy and knowing oneself could ensure

primary goal. But how could

her disappointment. Ever since Pablo was not by her

“The Utmost Secrets of the Spirit

bloodstained pelvic bone descended back into

suggested, “Let’s ask a ghost! If there’s something we don’t understand,

their steps, crossing the high mountain. Just beyond the mountain lay an area

lonely and wild ghosts,

about

slowly, revealing empty, dark eye sockets that sent shivers

frightened and blurted out, “Sir, please put your eyeballs back

a groan, the ghost fumbled for a while until he found

eyeballs moving stiffly. “A living person?

had not reached their destined time of death would wander

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