At this moment, in front of everyone's eyes, Huai Shi reached out and put his right arm, which was wearing a heat-insulating glove, into the boiling oil pot!
The red-hot molten iron and the surging metal fuel swallowed his forearm.
The terrifying high temperature, which was comparable to that of a furnace, could not destroy Tongi's specially made gloves, nor could it burn Huai Shi's metalized right arm.
Instead, it provided him with endless heat and steel, waiting for him to come.
The moment the Hand of Confinement was unfolded.
The casting began!
Under the erosion of divinity, the human nature that had become completely transparent was operating. Huai Shi's soul was slowly surging, brewing, and continuously injecting the source substance into the furnace of his arm.
Awakening the alchemy fire.
He began to forge tens of thousands of times …
This had been done tens of thousands of times, and the process was completely imprinted into his instinct. Even if he could no longer feel the emotion of anger, the pure reaction was still engraved in his body and the Sacred Mark.
It still remained in the records of the Hand of Confinement and the alchemy fire.
He only needed to repeat the order step by step!
He failed once, then a second time, a third time … In a short period of time, he repeated dozens of times, and then, after all, thousands of times of exploration.
Like turning a key, the engine ignited, ignited, ignited, ignited … It repeated endlessly, digging out the remaining traces in the records again and again.
Until the roaring sound came from the casting furnace.
The engine finally started.
Huai Shi's eyes lit up.
The breakthrough from nothing to something was completed in an instant.
Something was clenched tightly by the five contracted fingers.
The first thing that appeared was the outline of the heavy axe blade. The anger stripped from the soul turned into steel, growing little by little in his hand.
Then, the anger spread, infecting Huai Shi's consciousness in reverse.
He was going to return the anger that had originally come from him to him!
The phantom pain of the axe slashing burst forth.
The pain of shattering came from the depths of the soul.
Huai Shi's vision turned black, and blood suddenly flowed out of his mouth and nose. The abnormal blood with a bright golden color rose from the air, glowing with a misty light.
It illuminated Huai Shi's raised face.
And that pair of bloodshot eyes that were filled with anger!
At this moment, the axe of killing intent in Huai Shi's hand condensed once more, returning with fury!
After that, it was sorrow, followed by compassion, pain, and even virtue … Finally, it was the curse and hatred offered by the crows!
Compared to the noble spirit of the gods, this crystallization produced by humans was so weak and insignificant. But this time, when it returned, it wedged itself firmly into the soul, not allowing the noble spirit of the gods to spread again … forming a sealing cage!
With great difficulty, Huai Shi's human nature welcomed her return!
The altar that had been raised high in the air stopped rising.
When that pair of eyes looked up again, the liveliness and joy of the past appeared once more.
Now, under his hands, the disasters and records of the Twilight Village were being transformed continuously, injecting massive amounts of despair and endless pain into this narrow dish.
From the shell of nothingness between iron and fire, a new hell was constructed.
It was not as difficult as he had imagined in the past. It even felt like flowing water. He was familiar with it, and without any pressure, he sprinkled out this inspiration and put it into practice in his hands.
This was the crystallization of hell that only the creator and the imprisoned hand could complete. It was enough to occupy a new height among the industrial cooking demons!
There was a round of applause of admiration.
Not only below the stage, but also from the stage.
The person who seemed to be happier, happier, and happier than Huai Shi …
Guo Shouque.
At this moment, he was full of gratitude and praised the essence of disaster created by Huai Shi!
"You must be happy at this moment, Miss Huai Shi?"
He looked at Huai Shi's appearance and murmured with gratification, "You must be able to understand the joy that belongs to the cooking demons at this moment, right?
Just like farming, choosing the time carefully, paying attention to malice, adjusting disasters, and finally growing fruits from hell … Have you ever experienced this excitement and sense of fulfillment? "
In the midst of cooking, Huai Shi was unaware and did not hear Guo Shouque's exclamation at all. However, on Huai Shi's plain face, the corners of his mouth had already curled up slightly.
He was smiling.
When he was fully focused on cooking, this indescribable sense of fulfillment and gratification spontaneously arose. He was creating something.
He was creating something.
He was stepping into a new world, moving forward step by step alone.
"You're growing, Miss Huai Shi. At this moment, you're like the rising sun, incomparably dazzling and rapid growth …"
The old man's eyes shone with excitement. "I can see that you can't hide from me. You're taking big strides forward on this path that belongs to us!"
That's right, as if running, as if flying …
No, it was faster than that, and more glorious than that.
In this pair of pitch-black eyes filled with the projection of the abyss, a blazing light that slowly rose into the sky was reflected.
It almost illuminated him.
It dispelled his loneliness …
He laughed, clapped, and prayed for her with anticipation from the bottom of his heart.
Please hurry up, Miss Huai Shi.
A little faster!
Now, you're about to step into the realm where you can be my enemy!
What responded to him was a loud sorrowful cry.
From the boiling, evaporating, instantly burning, and exploding with all the heat from the metal fuel, from the frying pan under Huai Shi's hands, the furious flames swept and swallowed everything.
Then, there was darkness gushing out.
An endless amount of viscous darkness gushed out from the frying pan.
The crystal called despair was finally reproduced in Huai Shi's hands.
After an endless period of time, the power from the deepest part of the Twilight Village, entrusted to Huai Shi by the King of Smiths, was once again reproduced in the form of casting!
At this moment, at this moment!
It was a success!
Between the golden and crispy metal explosives, the sticky dark sauce slowly flowed, emitting a numb and desperate sorrowful cry all the time.
Hell reappeared here.
"Its name …"
Guo Shouque had stood up at some point. His whole body was lying on the cooking table, and he leaned closer to look at it. Staring at the bitterness on the plate, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. It was a carefree moment.
His eyes were already red.
"What's its name, Miss Huai Shi? Please tell me …"
"You can give it a name."
Huai Shi rubbed her fingers nonchalantly: "I have no interest in dressing up the painful history, any name would just be a blasphemy to this pain. Guo Shouque, since you yearn for disaster so much, then feel the despair and pain as if it were your own."
"Other than 'Avici', I can't think of any name that can compare to it."
Guo Shouque sniffed the endless aftertaste of pain and bitterness, and said decisively, "Born in the frying pan, eternal suffering, numb waiting without relief, it should be called 'Avici'!"
There were eight hells. The first was Waiting for Life, the second was Black Rope, the third was Pushing, the fourth was Screaming, the fifth was Great Screaming, the sixth was Burning, the seventh was Great Burning, the eighth was Avici …
Avici was Avici.
In the monk's view, there was no place in the world more terrifying and dark than Avici. Only those who had committed heinous sins would fall into such a place after death. Their frozen souls would be eternally tormented by endless evil thoughts.
Now, Avici came in front of Guo Shouque.
It opened the door and waited quietly.
There was no need for any urging.
Under everyone's witness, Guo Shouque rolled up his sleeves, straightened his collar, and sat upright.
Then, he picked up the red-hot iron box in front of him, picked up a piece of steel dipped in despair with ivory chopsticks, opened his mouth, and swallowed it into his stomach with a crisp sound.
Gulp.
It didn't hurt his teeth as he imagined, and there wasn't even any hard texture. The extremely thin and brittle steel cracked between his lips and teeth, like chocolate chips, bringing an indescribable sweetness and beauty.
At that moment, a sharp whistling sound burst out.
Guo Shouque's arm trembled for a moment.
On his neck, a huge gap appeared out of thin air, as if he was hit by an invisible axe. The flesh on the wound rolled, and the bones were exposed.
His neck almost fell off from his shoulders.
But he seemed to be completely fine. He opened his mouth, chewed, and bit the iron piece in his mouth bit by bit.
He swallowed it into his stomach.
"I know, this is … the taste of anger."
He sighed. Behind the crack on his neck, viscous darkness flowed. Sharp teeth were exposed one after another, and then slowly disappeared into the bottomless shell.
"It's so cruel, Miss Huai Zhi. I'm already old … Why do you have to hurt me like this?"
Guo Shouque shook his head helplessly, smiled, picked up the second piece, and put it into his mouth. The wonderful sweetness and bitterness mixed together, bringing a cool fruity taste, but it was getting colder and colder, more and more numb …
It was hard to breathe.
His lungs were contracting!
Bang!
The sound of bones breaking was heard. On his internal organs and limbs, there seemed to be an invisible rope rapidly contracting, cruelly pulling, and ravaging his limbs inch by inch.
Then, there was compassion.
The blade of the fusion of venom and redemption tore through his heart from the inside out, leaving a mark on his chest.
His body became more and more broken.
But Guo Shouque's appearance also became more and more ferocious, more and more inhuman … and more and more like a monster in the abyss.
Every bite was equivalent to bearing Huai Shi's all-out attack from the inside out. It broke out from the most vulnerable part, destroying his body.
But what was more dangerous was the curse that spread from it …
Endless pain and despair.
The purity of this despair had reached a level that ordinary people could not imagine. It was generously feeding and fertilizing the accumulated resentment and curses in his body.
This was just the fuse of a chain reaction.
With every bite, he could feel the darkness in his body rioting.
Countless old wounds slowly cracked open, showing signs of relapse and worsening.
Just as Huai Shi said, if the balance was broken, the strong would collapse!
When the poison entangled the soul, the balance of the body was broken. Guo Shouque had been pushed to the edge of the cliff by Huai Shi.
He was only one step away from completely falling into the abyss!
Huai Shi stared at Guo Shouque in front of him, looking at the bottomless darkness in his eyes.
However, he didn't know when he would be able to take this crucial step!
"Only one step …"
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