Outside the Iron Flame City, behind a low hill, separated by the Threshold of Ten Thousand Eyes.
Forster, who was holding a double-barreled shotgun, was lying on the felt cloth and looking at the situation in the distance. Gregory was sitting on the ground and playing with weeds.
After the weeds and wildflowers with sharp teeth left the ground, they tried to bite his fingers, but his fingernails also opened their mouths and started to bite the weeds.
"What are you doing?" Forster looked back curiously.
The old man thought for a while and said seriously, "I've been eating meat recently, so I'm taking some vitamins."
"Uh, is there such a thing in hell?"
"Look at how strong you are, there should be, right?"
Gregory was not convinced. After eating a few, he sighed. "If I knew, I would've brought the sheep here. I wonder if they're living well in Caucasus."
"You have sheep?"
"Yes, a lot. It's quite stress-relieving. Speaking of which, don't you have anything on the iron crystal? "
"We do, but they're all experimental animals and can't be eaten. They're all in the sterile room and can't be touched casually." Forster shook his head and sighed. "The mutton in the cafeteria is also mushy. There's too much salt. Eating too much makes people have high blood pressure."
"Then you're really miserable."
"Who says so? Your boss is severely depressed, and your colleagues want to drag you to drink strange tea every day. Occasionally, there are a few normal people, but they don't have any reaction when they see women, but their eyes light up when they see creatures from hell … There's something wrong with them. "
"Do you want to herd sheep with me?" Gregory suggested. "Camping is very relaxing."
"No, if there's a holiday, I'm usually in Hawaii."
Forster lit a cigar and said cheerfully, "Beach, beauties, wine, and surfboards. I can spend a whole month."
"It's good to have muscles."
The skinny old man glanced at the strong chief engineer. "For me, camping is more …"
Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly.
An inexplicable chill ran down his spine, causing the old man to bounce up from the ground like a monkey. His entire body was tense as he stared into the distance with his eyes wide open.
Then, he saw the pillar of light that soared into the sky, the noisy air waves, and the rapidly spreading flames.
The earth trembled like a roar. No, it was more like a wail.
Screams of despair!
Soon after, waves visible to the naked eye surged from the ends of the earth. Amidst the terrifying turbulence, countless rocks rose and fell like a tide, spreading out in all directions.
Wherever it passed, all the fragile buildings, crowded plantations, jungles, and other insignificant things were all swept away by the wind like dust in the waves, flying into the distance.
In the blink of an eye, a wave hundreds of meters high spread out from the earth, accompanied by a terrifying wave of air.
"What the hell?"
Gregory exclaimed and stuck his head out. "What the f * ck is that?"
"… It's the waves, Greg."
In the brief trance, Forster suddenly felt as if he had returned to the age of fourteen, becoming the boy on the beach at that time.
Hugging his surfboard and looking into the distance, his eyes were filled with the undulating waves.
His heart was captivated.
He said, "The waves are coming!"
The chief engineer quickly packed up his felt and hunting rifle, turned around, and pulled Alchemist by the collar as he ran toward the truck behind.
"Quick, quick, quick, quick!!!!"
The Red Dragon shouted as the heavy gate fell behind them. Then, the Red Dragon's wheels reversed as all the fuel was charged into the jet engine, ejecting a blazing tail flame amidst the roar.
"Everyone, fasten your seatbelts!"
The Red Dragon kept urging. "Ready for the impact?"
"Can't the armor hold? We are at least ten kilometers away from the core! "
"Ten kilometers is useless!"
The Red Dragon screamed. "The energy level at the center of the explosion detected by the radar has soared to more than fourteen thousand tons … F * ck, f * ck, f * ck, is this f * cking going to wipe us out together?"
Before his voice died away, the galloping Red Dragon was overturned by the shockwave.
Like a withered leaf floating in the hurricane, it turned around awkwardly. Countless high-pitched collision sounds burst out, and in the loud sound of friction, who knew how many debris flew out from the center of the explosion and left deep scratches on the armor.
Through the violently rotating window, Forster even saw half of a huge demonic dragon's skull dragging its charred body as it flew past in the wind and disappeared.
The hurricane howled, and the earth trembled.
They fell to the ground, and there should have been a loud noise, but all the loud noise was blown away by the storm. Only the secret instrument on the body of the car kept collapsing and reassembling, barely maintaining the integrity of the car.
After an unknown amount of time, the raging storm finally slowed down.
When they got out of the car with dusty faces, they could no longer see the outline of Ironflame City, only a huge crater on the ground.
Countless melted metal fell from the sky like a storm.
The collapsed volcano spewed out residual flames, and sticky lava flowed out little by little like blood.
Under the gloomy sky, there were no more enemies.
The entire hell settlement flew into the sky and scattered in all directions.
In the center of the explosion, the broken steel dome that flew out even followed the link of the Hell's Ladder, and after crossing two depths, it fell into the wilderness of another hell.
When it exploded, the dazzling light could be seen clearly even in the present world!
Not to mention the hell army that was now sealed around this depth!
Just outside the Thunder White Plains, among countless large groups, a dull sound came from the huge alchemy cauldron.
Accompanied by the perpetual movement of the pitch-black liquid, a pale face that looked like a corpse slowly appeared in the viscous liquid. The broken soul was reassembled under the attraction of the secret instrument, and it raised its bloodshot eyes, revealing a ferocious expression.
Hades was reborn.
The moment he opened his eyes, he recalled the humiliating memories before he died, and he could not restrain his fury at this moment.
"Huai Shi —"
He suppressed the urge to roar, squeezed out a voice from between his teeth, and ordered in a hoarse voice, "Blow the horn, order all the armies to surround immediately!"
"All march to the Thunder White Plains!"
"Send out the Colossus of Destruction, don't let go of a single blade of grass or tree!"
Thus, in the darkness, countless low echoes came. It was the sound of countless footsteps gathering in one place, turning into a tide that swallowed everything.
And at this moment, in the Thunder White Plains.
On the scorched earth shrouded by the Febrile Wind, there was a bare foot stepping on the scalding ground.
There was a survivor overlooking the real hell that he had created.
"Awesome!"
Huai Shi put his hands on his hips, nodded and sighed, "I've long wanted to do this once!"
The charred flesh on his face quickly peeled off, and on his arm that had turned into bones, countless pieces of flesh and blood regrew. Once again, it was perfect and flawless.
When he stretched out his hand, an iron crow from the Ultimate poked its head out, holding a cigarette in its long beak and handing it over.
He casually grabbed it in his hand, brushed past a wisp of scarlet Febrile Wind, and then ignited it.
Soon, a wisp of smoke rose up.
It was so pleasant.
It was like a spring outing.
It could be seen that in order to capture him, Hades had really put in a lot of effort, using a miracle engraving that was enough to imprison a Titan to seal his Sacred Mark, imprisoning him in it, and the Blade of Judgment to suppress his resistance, adding dozens of layers of secret methods to seal the inside and outside, it was simply flawless.
Thanks to the sturdiness of the Underworld's cage, Huai Shi was able to remain intact in the center of the terrifying explosion.
However, after surviving the first wave of the most terrifying heat and shock waves, the rest would have to be endured with his own life force.
Fortunately, the vacuum and subsequent shock waves only took half of his life, and did not completely evaporate him.
At best, he just had no pants or clothes to wear.
However, others might not be so lucky.
"My treasure!!!"
Just beside Huai Shi, behind the cracked stone, a badly mutilated worm crawled out, and after witnessing this tragic scene, it could not help but scream in despair.
Zim roared bitterly, "My castle, my workshop, and my collection, my money!!!"
"Don't worry."
Huai Shi flicked the ash of his cigarette and comforted him, "What you lost is just another way to accompany you."
"Another … way?"
Zim looked over in a daze, his expression twitching, not understanding who this person was, and did not understand what had happened.
"Yes, that's right, think about it: It is because they sacrificed themselves, sacrificed their existence, in exchange for such a dazzling light, right?
Guess what this is called? "
Zim was at a loss.
"This is called illuminating yourself, illuminating the world!" Huai Shi praised, "Such a precious belief is simply an irreplaceable spiritual wealth, and will definitely be able to accompany you for the rest of your life —"
With that, Huai Shi patted his mutilated head and gently comforted him, "Although your life may not be long …"
Then, before the severely injured crown wearer could react, the sharp resentment pierced through his skull from top to bottom, nailing him to the ground, and instantly destroying the last of his soul.
What was left was the remnant body full of countless abyss disasters.
Should I say, as expected of the crown wearer?
When Huai Shi patrolled the battlefield, he found that except for the guy who only knew how to split and play with poison, the rest of the guys actually survived from the center of the explosion.
Even though they were basically gasping for air, but not out of breath …
"One, two, three, four, five."
Huai Shi raised his sword and swiftly nailed them to the ground one by one, surrounding the surging metal lake.
When the brand-new secret ritual was unfolded again, it formed a perfect circle.
The destruction of an entire hell settlement to cultivate the destiny to resist the abyss, get!
The offerings of more than four nominees to grant the ascender resistance to the abyss, get!
A huge amount of metal and heat as materials to transform into a brand-new body, get!
At the same time, a war of life and death until one side is completely destroyed, in line with the outline and main purpose of the Eternal Road, get!
All the conditions needed for ascension had been gathered.
So, the question now was …
"Where's Raymond?"
Huai Shi looked around at the scene and was at a loss, "Where the hell did Raymond go?"
He suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
