Chapter 1624


    As Old Skeleton''s energy was strong and immense, Zeke took more than half an hour to finish


    absorbing all of it.


    Once Old Skeleton''s powers were gone, hey breathlessly on the ground.


    Meanwhile, Zeke had been reborn into a King ss warrior.


    However, he was currently a King ss warrior of the lowest level.


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    Since Old Skeleton had already lost more than eighty percent of his energy before Zeke started


    absorbing it, Zeke did not possess the same level of energy the old man did at his peak.


    However, the odd thing was that right after Zeke finished sucking away the old geezer''s energy, the


    Restrictive Spell broke.


    Old Skeleton growled through gritted teeth, “You bast*rd... Just kill me now.”


    Zeke shook his head and replied, “I''m sorry, but you can''t die now. Tell me everything you know about


    the Netherworld and I''ll let you live. Resisting will only make things worse for you!”


    There was no way Zeke would let Old Skeleton die as he was his only connection to Netherworld.


    He grabbed the old geezer up from the ground and was about to leave when Old Skeleton let out a


    cold chuckle and said, “Members of Netherworld will never be prisoners.”


    After saying that, Old Skeleton tried tomit suicide by biting his tongue.


    However, Zeke reacted quickly and delivered a swift blow to the back of his head.


    With that, Old Skeleton passed out instantly.


    Zeke walked along the underground river for two whole days before he managed to see some light.


    Hastening his steps, he reached the exit soon after.


    When he stepped out of the cave, he was greeted by a waterfall.


    At the foot of the waterfall was a boundlesske. Looking at the clearke and the bright sky, Zeke lost


    himself in the ethereal scenery for a moment.


    Without hesitation, he leaped off the cliff of the waterfall.


    A young girl about the age of eight was fishing along the shore when she witnessed the scene.


    Covering her mouth with her hands, she was utterly shocked.


    “Grandpa didn''t lie to me. The River God really exists!” she eximed.


    For a King ss warrior like Zeke, swimming was a piece of cake.


    Holding on to Old Skeleton, he quickly swam to shore.


    With a smile on his face, Zeke asked the girl who was fishing, “Little girl, where''s this ce?”


    The girl threw her fishing rod on the ground and turned around immediately. She ran off while yelling


    continuously, “Grandpa! The River God is here!”


    This little girl...


    Zeke''s lips curled into a bitter smile before he chased after the little girl, carrying Old Skeleton in his


    arms.


    His priority was to find a vige where he could get some food to fill his stomach.


    After following the girl''s footsteps for a while, a vige appeared in his sight.


    The fog was thick in the serene and pleasant vige. Fields surrounded the vige, and a stream


    flowed through the middle of it, meandering toward theke.


    It felt like paradise on Earth.


    Before Zeke could enter the vige, a group of vigers suddenly rushed out and gathered around him,


    sizing him up curiously.


    Zeke tensed up at once as his first instinct was to prepare for a fight.


    However, after noticing that those people were not intending to harm him, the man gradually rxed.


    “May I know where this ce is?” Zeke asked.


    Alfred, the vige head, stepped up and answered cautiously, “It''s the Hunt Vige.”


    He then added, “Do you mind if I ask if you came from the waterfall?”


    “That''s right,” Zeke answered, nodding his head.


    Upon hearing that, the vigers immediately grew excited and knelt down at once.


    “Greetings, Mr. Williams!” they greeted in unison.


    Mr. Williams?


    Zeke was stunned.


    I don''t remember meeting them before. How do they know my name?


    “Did you guys get the wrong person? I don''t think I know you,” Zeke asked Alfred, feeling puzzled.


    “There''s no mistake,” the vige head answered. “We have a portrait of you. Oh, Jeannie, bring Mr.


    Williams'' portrait here now.”


    The girl who had been fishing along the shore earlier on ran back into the vige at once.


    Portrait? How did they get my portrait?


    Meanwhile, Old Skeleton had regained consciousness.


    After scanning his surroundings in a daze, his gazended on Alfred.


    At once, he became agitated.