Chapter 253: Dekans Hearts Desire (1/2)

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At the same time Warden Fahir bowed to Dekan.

Dekan also saw the full view of the sixth layer.

Compared to a gloomy prison, the entire sixth layer was more like a giant laboratory.

Strong pungent smells permeated the air; this wasn't just the smell of blood. In this laboratory, it seemed countless inhumane experiments had been conducted, dissolving the corpses and bones of experimental subjects, to have such a lingering smell.

Looking around, everywhere was filled with a sense of gloom and decay; black liquid in jars and bottles placed on cabinets soaked organs of unknown creatures.

Rows of huge transparent life support pods contained various creatures; besides humans and demons, there were many aberrant, chimeric modified creatures whose species could no longer be distinguished.

The life support pods circled in rounds, enclosing this laboratory ring upon ring.

In the aisles of the gaps, there were also many blood-stained operating tables and experimental instruments.

Strangely, looking straight through the rings of life support pods, one could see the center of the sixth-layer laboratory was an arena-like open space.

"Hehe, rarely see Jailers coming down with prisoners. But there is no danger on this layer; if you want to go to the seventh layer, you can go now."

Fahir extended his hand gesturing for Dekan and the prisoners he brought to walk inside the laboratory, speaking in a calm tone.

He was like a receptionist.

And the sixth layer was like a shop one could pass through at any time.

Coming down several layers, Dekan had never met a Warden so friendly upon first meeting.

But compared to any previous Warden.

Fahir was undoubtedly the one who disgusted Dekan the most.

No matter how harmless this guy looked on the surface, just glancing at this incredibly tragic laboratory, one would know what a cruel guy Fahir was.

Unknown numbers of humans suffered cruel human experiments here, becoming sacrifices for forbidden magic.

For this kind of extremely evil existence, compared to torturing and toying with him, Dekan's first reaction was just wanting to kill him first.

But this was ultimately a Shadow World.

Dekan needed to prioritize clearing the level as the first goal. With time not being that abundant, Dekan wasn't willing to spend too much time dealing with such a phantom.

"May I ask if I can buy intelligence on the Chief Warden and lower layers from you?"

Dekan also revealed a perfect smile, asking while walking into the laboratory.

Fahir: "Of course, do you want to buy it now?"

Dekan: "Mm."

If successful, Dekan hoped to hurry to the next layer after buying intelligence.

Fahir was different from Wardens in the Banishment Zone.

Wardens in the Banishment Zone were inherently weaker than normal layer Wardens and had flaws.

Normal layer Wardens were only restricted by rules.

Similar to the third layer Warden, as long as they could unleash full power, even encountering Tier 6s would basically be an instant kill.

And compared to the third layer Warden, the oppression from Fahir was stronger.

If a fight really broke out, it would be extremely bad for the three of them.

Even without seeing Fahir make a move.

Dekan could roughly be sure of Fahir's methods.

Undoubtedly, Fahir was a lunatic who took pleasure in researching forbidden magic.

Without high recovery, fighting a strong enemy skilled in forbidden magic might result in an instant kill.

Currently, there was no healer in the team; the error tolerance rate was too low.

So Dekan temporarily didn't consider confronting this Great Demon head-on.

"The next layer's intelligence is 700 Devil Points, Chief Warden's intelligence 4000 Devil Points."

"Buying."

Dekan transferred the Devil Points to Warden Fahir very straightforwardly.

"The seventh layer involves cooperative puzzle solving. If you challenge alone, it will be very difficult and waste a lot of time; you need good companions to coordinate with to significantly lower the difficulty. And the Chief Warden is a very indecisive demon."

Fahir answered.

Dekan nodded after listening.

The intelligence bought on this layer was much more reliable than on the first and third layers.

Leaving aside the next layer's mechanism for now, anyway, Dekan doesn't solve puzzles.

The Chief Warden's intelligence at least explained that the Chief Warden wasn't the type with a very firm heart.

Then Dekan had much more room to perform.

"Are there any featured products on this layer?"

Dekan asked again.

"You can trade prisoners with me here."

Fahir seemed to have expected Dekan's question for a long time.

"Hm?"

It was the first time Dekan heard from a Warden that prisoners could be traded freely.

Fahir: "This is a special case of the sixth layer. E-rank to B-rank prisoners you can buy directly from me spending high amounts of Devil Points, while A-rank prisoners need to be won through the arena, so your buying intelligence on the next layer in advance was undoubtedly a wise choice."

Dekan scanned around; besides locking prisoners in life support pods, there were light dots marking the prisoners' ranks above.

E-rank to B-rank prisoners were almost all ranging from Tier 2 to Tier 6; among them, there were quite a few defective goods, not very useful for Jailers capable of reaching this layer.

Some prisoners had even been cruelly modified into indescribable things.

While A-rank prisoners were Tier 6 to Tier 7, relatively intact, wearing prison uniforms made of special materials; there were also lower-rank high-potential special individuals.

Soon.

A life support pod attracted Dekan's attention.

His gaze seemed uncontrollably attracted to this life support pod.

Dekan walked to this life support pod, extended his hand somewhat tremblingly, and placed his palm on the surface of the life support pod.

Looking at the male inside the life support pod covered in cuts and bruises, Dekan's eyes couldn't hide anger and sorrow.

"Are you fond of this male?"

A gleam flashed in Fahir's eyes; he seemed to read a lot of stories from Dekan's eyes.

"Mm."

Dekan nodded.

"You have good taste; he is extremely special even among A-ranks. I have never seen such a resilient guy. Unfortunately, he is A-rank; if you want to obtain him, you need to win in the A-rank arena."

"Arena?"

Although Dekan had doubts, his eyes also looked towards the open space in the center of the sixth layer.

"Mm, get closer, and you can perceive the true face of this layer."

Fahir guided Dekan, a smile gradually becoming hard to hide at the corners of his mouth.

If this gray-haired little succubus had something she was interested in.

That would be wonderful.

Due to the rules of this layer.

Fahir couldn't forcefully require Jailers to challenge him.

And usually, Jailers challenging him was just to obtain prisoners and strengthening items, to facilitate clearing subsequent layers.

For a Jailer like Dekan who obviously didn't lack Devil Points and brought two prisoners along.

Fahir really had no way to deal with her at all.

Although Fahir kept pretending to be calm.

But the first moment he saw the red-haired girl behind Dekan, he had an impulse to keep her.

He had never seen a human with such a perfect physique.

With her as an experimental subject, his forbidden magic would inevitably achieve a huge breakthrough.

Now this gray-haired little demon took the bait.

Then he had a chance to win this red-haired girl by hook or by crook!

Dekan got a little closer to the open space and perceived the mechanism of this layer through the Demon Bracelet.

[Demon King Granted Arena]

[Challenges can be initiated by Jailers to the Warden.]

[After initiating a challenge, both sides choose one prisoner from those they hold to fight.]

[Before the fight, both sides have one hour to perform arbitrary strengthening modifications on them, followed by a one-on-one duel.]

[As a balance to the Warden's advantage, the Warden will reveal the participating prisoner first, then the Jailer chooses a prisoner.]

PART 2

[The Warden can choose prisoners up to X-rank for modification in the X-rank Arena.]

["X" is a certain rank from E to A, chosen by the Jailer.]

[The winner can select a prisoner from the loser's camp to join their own camp.]

[After victory, the Jailer can choose a prisoner up to X-rank as spoils of war in the X-rank Arena, or choose forbidden strengthening items of corresponding level.]

[It is a loss if either side's prisoner loses combat capability, or either side voluntarily admits defeat.]

[Violating rules or interfering with the match will be sanctioned by the Demon King's power of the Arena barrier.]

Dekan roughly understood the assessment content for Jailers on this layer.

The main theme of this layer was to train Jailers' mastery of forbidden technology and servant control.

Originally, what Olive taught at the Demon Academy was a similar subject.

It's just that Olive's research level was completely incomparable to Fahir.

In B-rank or lower arenas, the Warden's participating prisoner would also be restricted, and Jailers would have hope of winning using prisoners bought directly.

Once victorious, the Jailer could choose to obtain a corresponding rank prisoner to expand their hero pool, increase tactical reserves, or strengthen existing prisoners.

And the Jailer's ultimate challenge goal would be the A-rank Arena.

In this level of arena, the Warden would be able to use A-rank prisoners to fight.

A-rank prisoners who could reach Tier 7 originally, after Fahir's modification, would reach an unknown degree.

The normal clearing path was to pick high-quality low-rank prisoners and buy them, find counters through formation arrangement and modification technology, slowly earn resources from the Warden, until strengthening a prisoner capable of challenging the A-rank Arena.

But this process was too long; Dekan didn't have time to play slowly with Fahir.

It was also impossible for him to modify Cornelia.

Modifying Morion was useless too.

Originally possessing ample Devil Points and helpers, Dekan could skip this layer directly.

However.

Among the A-rank prisoners, Dekan noticed Cloix who was in a sleeping state.

He had to win an A-rank Arena once to rescue Cloix.

"I want to battle you, A-rank Arena."

Dekan looked at the sealed pod he was concerned about again, then said firmly.

As if determined to rescue him.

"Oh? Are you sure about challenging A-rank directly?"

"Mm."

"It seems you are very confident in your prisoners and your technology. But no problem! I accept your challenge!"

Fahir was first surprised, then laughed wildly without concealment.

For a moment, he couldn't even hide the greedy look, staring unscrupulously at the red-haired girl behind Dekan.

This girl possessing a magical physique was about to become his possession!

Because, if Fahir really wanted to win, sparing no cost to use his treasured forbidden items to modify a certain prisoner, he could even strengthen them to an intensity unimaginable to a Jailer.

This was definitely not something the Tier 4 girl or Tier 5 young prisoner before him could rival.

Subsequently, the corners of Fahilir's mouth lifted in a sinister arc as he walked over to the life support pod Dekan had been paying attention to earlier.

After accepting the challenge, Fahilir possessed none of his previous elegance, as if he had shed his disguise.

"Are you acquainted with him?"

Fahilir knocked on the life support pod with ill intentions, looking at the male inside as he asked.

"He is my... mentor and helpful friend."

Although Dekan looked like he didn't want to pay attention to Fahilir, it seemed he couldn't resist the tide of memories, muttering to himself with a choking voice.

"Then I choose him. He is simply the most perfect material for modification! He will definitely be able to withstand all my forbidden items! No matter how painful it is, I’m afraid he won't break!"

Fahilir said with a playful smile.

As if mocking the gray-haired little demon's stupidity.

This caused Dekan's pupils to constrict violently; then he clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth:

"Despicable..."

"Rest assured, I will definitely give him a thorough modification. When you see him again, he probably won't look like he does now. If I'm not guessing wrong, he must be very important to you, right? Hahaha! I hope you can order your prisoner to go all out later, okay?"

Fahilir completely stopped concealing his sadistic tastes.

As if he had found an excellent target for torture.

He couldn't wait to see this little succubus' expression later.

When she saw her mentor and helpful friend being cruelly modified and mind-controlled, and then having everything stripped away from her ruthlessly, it would surely be exceptionally spectacular!

"Do you need to purchase a prisoner?"

Fahilir asked again with a playful smile.

"No need."

Dekan answered coldly.

"Then which of them will you send out?"

Fahilir looked at Dekan's two prisoners with considerable disdain; no matter how good their natural talent was, their ranks were truly too low.

Dekan looked at Cornelia and said seriously: "I'm counting on you."

Cornelia nodded.

"Heh."

Fahilir sneered, as if victory was already within his grasp.

He had thought this Jailer's trump card was the youth with pear-wood colored hair whose background was temporarily unclear.

Unexpectedly, she actually sent out the brute red-haired girl.

Under the crushing difference in rank, she had no chance of winning.

"Then the duel will begin in one hour. During this time, you may freely use the operating tables and tools here."

After speaking, Fahilir opened the designated life support pod, took out the humanoid figure inside, placed it on an operating table, and pushed it into his exclusive laboratory.

......

Seeing that Fahilir wouldn't be coming out of the laboratory for a while.

"The stars blink their eyes, the moon draws a question mark, the demon drags a long tail, the vampire builds a bridge ♫"

Humming a little tune from his hometown, Dekan led Morion and Cornelia to the vicinity of the teleportation gate.

One could order takeout here.

An hour was enough time for the three of them to have a good meal and recover their stamina.

"By the way, who was that in the life support pod just now?"

Morion looked at Dekan and asked with slight doubt.

Morion had also noticed Cloix's existence on this layer.

But he discovered that Dekan pretended not to see the life support pod where Cloix was.

Instead, he poured all his acting skills into another life support pod, serving as a smoke screen to confuse Fahilir.

However, Dekan's acting just now was simply too realistic.

That feeling of reuniting with an old friend after a long separation truly seemed like Dekan's genuine feelings.

So Morion couldn't help but feel that Dekan really knew the unlucky guy in the life support pod.

"I didn't expect to see him here either... This must be a special fate bestowed upon us by the heavens..."

Dekan sighed with emotion.

"Mm..."

Cornelia also chimed in.

As if she also knew that guy.

Morion: "???"

This made Morion even more confused.

He had a feeling of being isolated.

However, Morion figured it out very quickly; he pointed his finger, hesitating to speak.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to sympathize with the Warden, or the unlucky guy who was dragged away by the Warden for modification.

Seeing that Morion understood, Dekan didn't explain further.

He just gazed from afar in the direction of the laboratory where the cruel modification surgery was taking place.

His clear and bright eyes were filled with expectation.

"Teacher Bachel, I never expected that we could really meet again one day... Are you my guardian deity?"