The Pinnacle Of Life

As long as they were alive, everything was possible. If they lost their lives, however, everything would be impossible.

“Sir, I’m willing to hand over all my resources and magical treasures, including my storage ring. Please let me enter the Pool of Afterlife!” that person shouted at the golden wall thrice.

However, there was no reply, as if he had already left. Five minutes later, a few sentences appeared on the golden force field, ‘Spread the news there and gather more trialists. I will open the door for you when you pick a thousand people’.

“F*ck!”

When the trialist saw that kind of written description, they were all dumbfounded. All they wanted was to curse Alex.

Could he be any more shameless?

All he did was open his mouth and ask for one thousand people. This excluded the fact that they were only given a day. Where could they find so many trialists for him?

However, no matter how the others protested, Alex did not make another sound.

In fact, the best effect was the aroma wafting front the teapot. A mere sniff would refresh him and wipe out fatigue. After taking a

holy energy Alex had inhaled became denser. Eventually, he dragged it while inhaling it using his mental strength, forming an equilibrium on both sides. Finally, he dragged out the pot of fragrant tea that was still emanating

rather a tangible object. The purplish-black teapot was

the teapot was a distinctly clear

really a

a little intoxicated. He instantly felt as though

over his body seemed

had pores

a layer of membrane had begun to grow on the surface

going to become as ugly as the Corpse

film was discouraging no matter how

Corpse Princess become like that because she had inhaled the aroma of this

drink it?

crossed his mind, he couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was because the tea