Zheng Yuan's body reassembled, appearing perfectly fine in his original spot.
Zheng Yuan looked at his hands before looking at the mirrors around him. He stood there in shock as he mumbled. "Could … this be a dream?"
As he spoke, Zheng Yuan leaned over and looked at himself in the mirror. For some reason, he had a nagging feeling that his reflection was a little odd. Hence, he thought, Could it be that the person in the mirror is a ghost? The person inside isn't me at all?
With this thought in mind, he immediately recalled the scenes he had seen in movies. For example, evil ghosts would rush out of the mirror, slice off his legs, press him to the ground, and tear him to pieces …
Just as this thought surfaced, he saw Zheng Yuan in the mirror suddenly reveal a hideous smile. He took out a huge saber and pounced forward to press him to the ground!
"Save me! Save me! Save me! There's a ghost! Murder! " Zheng Yuan shouted with all his might, but the evil ghost was extremely strong. He was pressed to the ground, and with a raise of the saber, the tendons in his arms and legs were severed. Then, he was like a dead fish, unable to move. All he could do was stare with widened eyes as he watched the person who looked identical to him slice off a piece of flesh from his thigh with a saber!
"Ah!" Zheng Yuan's tragic cry resounded throughout the mirror world.
Zheng Yuan subconsciously looked at the other shadows in the mirror and thought, Thankfully, these aren't evil ghosts. Otherwise, wouldn't I be sliced to pieces by thousands of ghosts?
However, the next moment, the countless shadows in the mirror suddenly looked up and smiled sinisterly at him.
"No way!" Zheng Yuan cried out in horror. Unfortunately, the answer he got was countless evil ghosts with sabers!
The next moment, Zheng Yuan was surrounded by countless evil ghosts. All that was left was an extremely shrill scream. His voice was rather loud in the beginning, but it gradually turned hoarse before finally turning into helpless moans …
"The punishment method of the Hell of Mirroring Retribution is to make your wishes come true. Which living being in this world can have a heart free of impurities? Any bit of impurities will be magnified infinitely here. One will suffer thousands of sufferings in this world, living a life worse than death! If such a hell were to be known and understood by others, who in this world would dare to commit atrocities? Unfortunately, there's no hell in this world. All I can open is a projection of hell. "Fangzheng sighed, shook his head, and retreated to the side.
In the beginning, Zheng Yuan was sliced up by the wraiths with large knives, but after one slash, all the wraiths switched to small knives. With another slash, they switched to even smaller knives! In the end, the knife he used was like a toothpick. However, when he used this kind of knife to cut people, it was more and more painful!
At that moment, Zheng Yuan finally understood what it meant to live a life worse than death!
However, after an unknown period of time, Zheng Yuan's body reformed once again. The mirrors around him stood up again, and when he saw the densely packed copies of himself, Zheng Yuan felt a sense of horror. Was that a dream or something? Could these really be ghosts? Fortunately, these ghosts don't eat meat … "
With this thought in mind, Fangzheng could not help but shake his head. He turned his head away and could not be bothered to watch.
Indeed, countless wraiths pounced forward the next moment. This time, they didn't use sabers, but their teeth. Bite by bite, they bit Zheng Yuan to death.
After experiencing the wraiths in the mirror twice, Zheng Yuan was nearly scared out of his wits. Every time he saw a mirror, he would recall what he had just experienced. With just a thought, the wraiths would appear again … This seemed to become a vicious cycle.
After an unknown period of time, the mirror at the top suddenly changed. It was inconspicuous to begin with, but the only special thing about it was that it didn't reflect anything! It was filled with mist!
The mist gradually dissipated at that moment. Following that, all the mistakes Zheng Yuan had made from a young age began to flash on it.
Zheng Yuan's expression turned extremely ugly when he saw all of this. He exclaimed. "What … What's going on?"
"Sinner Zheng Yuan, with heinous sins. He killed his parents. Sentenced to the tenth level of hell. Punishment: Hell of Scissors, Hell of Iron Tree, Hell of Steamers, Hell of Iceberg, Hell of Volcano! Effective immediately! "
"What the f * * k are you? Fangzheng! Come out! I know you're here! Let me out! "Zheng Yuan looked at the names of the hells as he roared in horror.
However, no one responded to him. The only response he got was a skeletal hand that grabbed him and threw him into a door that appeared out of thin air!
Following that, he heard the sound of scissors. At the same time, it was accompanied by the sound of flesh and bones fracturing, as well as the tragic cries of people! When he opened his eyes and saw the situation, he was completely dumbfounded.
He had appeared in a huge basin! Sitting outside the basin was a ferocious-looking giant. The giant held a pair of scissors in one hand, and with the other, he grabbed a person out of the basin. Then, he used the scissors like a sculptor or trimmer, gently cutting off the person's toes. No matter how tragically the person screamed, he ignored it. All he did was cut off the person's bones bit by bit …
Blood splattered from the sky, landing on Zheng Yuan and the other sinners around him. All of them covered their faces in horror. Some wailed, while others attempted to climb up the basin to escape. Some roared, some fought, and there were even people who broke down from fright. They sat on the ground, peeing and shitting their pants!
Although Zheng Yuan was ferocious, his ferociousness was towards outsiders! Faced with this terrifying scene, especially when they saw how the giant grabbed a person, no matter how strong they were, it was like an adult grabbing a tiny dragonfly. He casually played with them before cutting off the person's bones one by one. That feeling of helplessness and being unable to struggle left one's scalp tingling.
However, the true horror wasn't this, but the terrifying wait!
No one knew when the unlucky bastard above would be cut off, and no one knew who the giant would grab the next time it did so! The mental torture of the possibility of who would be next nearly drove one to a mental breakdown!
This was Scissors Hell!
Finally, Zheng Yuan was still grabbed by the giant. He experienced the feeling of his bones being cut off one after another. It wasn't a life worse than death, but the despair of being in so much pain that he couldn't even cry out …
He had lost count of how many times he had been cut off, but he didn't turn numb or get used to it. All he felt was increasing horror! This was because the pain was different every time. Each time was more painful than the last. Just the thought of it made his bones hurt …
When Zheng Yuan was sent out of Scissors Hell, he cried … shouting, "It's finally over. It's finally over … Boohoo …"
"Scissors Hell's sentence is over. Send Sinner Zheng Yuan to Hell of Irontrees!"
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