<h4>Chapter 185: The God of Death Never Lies</h4>


    “Human, you asked two questions just now.”


    Arthas smiled eerily and moved a little closer to Mike.


    The giant scythe in his hand seemed to be shing with a cold light as if it would cut off Mike’s neck at any moment.


    Subconsciously, Mike clenched the Umbre of Meredith in his hand.


    At this moment, the only thing that gave him a sense of security was this weapon.


    When Arthas approached a certain distance and was almost in front of Mike, he suddenly stopped.


    “Although you raised two questions, I have to say, your questions are really interesting.”


    At this moment, Mike heaved a sigh of relief again.


    The sweat on his forehead slowly slid down his skin to his eyes, making him feel very ufortable.


    At this moment, he just realized the vast amount of sweat he had produced in just a few seconds.


    Arthas saw Mike’s embarrassment. He looked at Mike with a hint of schadenfreude. Instead of immediately answering Mike’s question, he shot him a question instead.


    “You’re just a human. What made you think that you can be resurrected? This makes me curious.


    “As long as you answer this question, I will answer your question.”


    Hearing this, Mike hesitated.


    He was not sure what to say and what not to say.


    Arthas saw Mike’s hesitation and added,


    “Don’t worry, I’m the God of Death, not the devil.


    “The devil can lie, but the God of Death never lies.”


    Hearing this, Mike actually did not quite believe it.


    When he first met Arthas, he had wanted to renege on his promise, which was still fresh in Mike’s memory.


    However, now, he could only follow Arthas’s instructions and answer Arthas’s question.


    “The reason why I thought I could be resurrected is because… I used to be able to do so.”


    “What do you mean?” Arthas did not understand this sentence.


    Mike exined again.


    “I came from this parallel world. It’s very simr to this ce, almost the same.


    “But there’s a group of people there. They’re called adventurers. After they die, they only need to bear a small loss to be resurrected.


    “And I am one of the adventurers.


    “But aftering here, I’m not sure if I can be resurrected, and I don’t know how to return to my previous world.”


    After saying that, Mike looked at Arthas and gathered his courage.


    “I answered your question. ording to the agreement, you will answer my question, right?”


    The God of Death, Arthas, smiled sinisterly.


    “Your story is very interesting. I find it believable because I can feel that you are different from the ‘nature of other humans.


    “Of course, I will answer your question, because the God of Death never lies.


    “Then let me tell you, after you die… you will not be resurrected.”


    Hearing this answer, Mike frowned slightly and did not say anything.


    Meanwhile, the God of Death, Arthas, once again began to slowly circle Mike.


    He said with a sinister smile,


    “Although your ‘nature’ is different from other humans, it is essentially the same.


    “I am very sure that your soul can be harvested by me.


    “As long as you die, I will take away your soul without hesitation.”


    Mike asked tentatively.


    “What if you choose to let go of my soul?”


    Mike asked this question with a bit of hope. He wanted to know if he could make some kind of deal with the God of Death.


    After all, he had done so when they first met.


    Unfortunately, the God of Death did not let Mike get what he wanted this time.


    “I’m sorry, you might have misunderstood something.


    “Let me tell you, your death has nothing to do with whether I harvest your soul or not.


    “If I don’t harvest your soul, your soul will not return to your body, because the moment you die, your body will be a waste.


    “If I harvest your soul, it will be a good thing for you.


    “Because I can let your soul return to this world, enter a certain womb, be a baby, and be born again.


    “And if I don’t harvest your soul, then you can only float in this world forever in the form of a soul.


    “At first, you may feel that this is no different from living, but time will change everything.


    “Because you can see the world, but you can’t do anything. You can only watch.


    “In a hundred, two hundred, or even a thousand yearster, your soul will go crazy. Then, you’ll lose consciousness out of loneliness.


    “Since you have brought me a little joy, I wouldn’t mind letting you experience this after you die. Hehehe…”


    Obviously, Arthas was teasing Mike, but this joke was not funny to Mike.


    Mike frowned and said after a moment of silence,


    “Then do you know how I can return to my previous world?”


    After hearing this, Arthas smiled even more happily.


    “Sorry, I don’t want to answer your question.”


    “Wait, we clearly had an agreement!” Mike said in surprise.


    “Yes, I did say that as long as you answer my questions, I will answer your questions. But I didn’t say that I will answer all your questions.


    “The God of Death never lies, but sometimes he will only say half of what he knows… Hehehe.”


    “…”


    Mike felt that he was fooled, but he could not do anything about it.


    Because he believed in what the God of Death said.


    He might not be able to resurrect in this parallel world.


    After all, in Second World, yers were a very unique existence.


    They had many “settings” that were above thews of nature.


    There were settings rted to monsters, such as level, experience, loot, and hatred points.


    These settings were rted to NPCs, such as quests and friendliness.


    If Second World was a real world, these settings would not have appeared.


    However, for yers, these settings would appear.


    In the 100 years since Second World’s appearance in the world, people in the real world hade up with some guesses. Everyone thought that the settings seemed to be influenced by some kind of supreme will, and this supreme willpletely surpassed the “gods” of this world.


    Moreover, if there were no yers in this parallel world, then these mechanisms probably did not exist.


    In other words, Mike might really note back to life.


    Thinking of this, his mood became very heavy.


    Coupled with Asthas’s teasing smile, it made him even more irritated.


    Regardless, he could not change anything.


    “Okay, since I’ve got the answer I want, then I should go.”


    Mike nned to turn around and leave. He did not want to stay around this guy who wasughing at him.


    However, Arthas’s next words made him stop in his tracks.


    “Can I understand that… since you know I’m here, do you also know why I’m here?”