"My name is Zanader." He announced his name first.

"Tiberius."

"Is there any way you can get out of here?"

The Githyanki, named Zana'ad, laid out his needs without hesitation.

Besides that, he had nothing else to ask for. He just wanted to leave this hellish place as soon as possible.

"Yes, but...it still takes some time to verify."

Levi's eyes narrowed slightly, and the other party had never heard of his name.

It's not that he is arrogant, but after the Saint Catastrophe, his name as the 'source of disaster' has been widely circulated in many planes throughout Corell.

This means...the other party has been trapped here for at least more than a year!

Then he also raised his own questions:

"How did you get in?"

After receiving such a reply, the Githyanki's eyes lit up slightly. Although the chaos here prevented him from using spells to detect lies, his hundreds of years of experience in interrogating prisoners told him that the dragon in front of him was not lying.

With hope, he slowly stood up straight. He was not in a hurry to make the other party promise to take him away. That didn't make much sense.

He believed in the supremacy of strength, so he could naturally see the power of the silver dragon in front of him.

For such a 'reciprocal' existence, exchange of interests is what both parties need.

So he replied readily:

"Honestly, I don't know.

He frowned slightly and recalled with some difficulty:

"I only remember that at that time, I and my tribe were conducting a blood-vengeance trial against a group of despicable illithids in the dock starport.

"As a result...a catastrophe struck...

"A sudden rain of flesh and blood hit, and the entire dock starport collapsed. I was also hit in the head by one of the pieces. Although I was saved by the magic equipment I carried with me, I still passed out.

"When I woke up, I found that I was already here, and even...I didn't even know where this place was.

"I would be honored if you could tell me the answer..."

As a result, he suddenly discovered that as he spoke, the pupils of the silver dragon in front of him shrank very small, and his facial expression became extremely ugly.

Just as he was about to ask, he saw the giant dragon staring into his eyes and asking:

"How long have you been awake?"

"It shouldn't take more than half an hour." Zannad replied.

Levi bit his sore back teeth and sneered:

"Tsk... It seems that the level of chaos in this ghost place is much more chaotic than I imagined...

"What did you find?" the Githyanki asked, frowning.

Li Weipi stared at him with a smile and said:

"If I told you that, in fact, more than a year has passed since you fell into coma, would you believe it?"

At the same time, he also had to lament the coincidence of fate.

If there is no problem with his understanding, the rain of flesh and blood that the other party mentioned caused the collapse of his star port and the destruction of his ethnic group...

It was Li Moulong who punched the Hundred-Armed Giant into pieces...

But how could the other party be hit here? Could it be that the floating mountains were actually nearby at that time?

"This is impossible!" Zanader categorically denied.

If more than a year had passed, he would have starved to death long ago even if he was lucky enough not to be captured by those silver lizards.

But there is absolutely no need for the other party to lie to him!

Then he suddenly thought of a possibility that was horrifying to think about, and his pupils shrank suddenly:

"Could it be..."

Levi sighed with a headache:

"Yeah...this Ten Thousand Dragons Pit...

"Even time... is so chaotic!

"This time... we are really in trouble!"

Sister Sylvie!
Chapter completed!