Chapter 209: I started, and with one move, he was defeated instantly. What else is there to say?

Above the Elysian Fields, Luo En and his two companions rushed through the overgrown grass attempting to escape the pursuit of the God of Sleep, Hypnos.

Beneath their feet, the boundless wild grass swayed in the dim light. This place was never graced by the Sun, forever resembling either dusk or night, and was devoid of lanterns. Clusters of tiny white flowers, sensing the passing visitors, danced in the wind, appearing and disappearing like specters, emitting a faint glow.

These were the daffodils of the Netherworld, different from the species in the Mortal world because they bloomed within the Elysian Fields; hence, this place was also known as the Daffodil Plains.

All the mediocre souls, neither heroic nor evil, would remain on the Daffodil Plains. Their souls were relegated to this place, and before that, they had to drink from the waters of the River Lethe to forget everything from their lives.