God after all

Chapter 37 The Opening of Hell's Undead's Gate

A beam of straight light hangs vertically in the air, about five meters high.

The dazzling glare is unbearable.

Diosotto, whose eyes were dazzled, narrowed his eyes, and stopped swinging the giant sword that was supposed to break steel with one move.

The sword fell from the sky and pierced the ground, and the Great Demon God knelt on one knee uncontrollably.

The light spread out to the left and right, and split into two curves, as if a pair of invisible hands were pulling along the two sides, revealing the darkness dotted with blue light.

The rift of light is opening silently.

The rift is filled with thick, viscous darkness.

The dust suddenly floated in the air, losing weight.Ruins all over the place are like this.

The cold wind blew a streamer to Youfeng, which belonged to the rebel party of the Black Dragon Anti-Cross Society who served the dark nobles.

I don't know which unlucky ghost died on the battlefield, and the commonly used forehead wipes are blown away by the wind.

Youfeng reached out to catch it and used it to cover his eyes.

The crack of light forms a door. The front and back of the door are comparable to the powerful suction of a hurricane, which is generated through the condensed darkness inside the door.

The ruins that were originally fixed in the sky all poured towards the same place, together with the violent storms and unquenchable flames in the sky and underground.

The wreckage piled up like a mountain surged and squeezed into a ball, which was absorbed by the light gate hanging in mid-air.

Many broken walls of burning buildings hit Diosotto's strong back before rushing into the darkness.

More heavy stones joined in eagerly, as if scrambling to avenge the hatred destroyed by his sword.

The world was in a state of confusion, flames, strong winds, rainstorms, dust, vehicles, fragmented buildings... countless objects were mixed together, and they all crazily squeezed into the light door that screamed horribly.

The swaying blue light darkness inside the door rotates in a spiral shape, and the incomparably sharp hissing sound is transmitted from the depths of the darkness, revolving in a mighty way between heaven and earth.

Blood flowed from Youfeng's ear, which summoned this destructive power.This was caused by an indescribably weird hissing sound that reverberated across the world.

"Sacrifice my soul to the lord of the nether world, and summon you and other undead dead—witness of the gods!"

You Feng uttered these words, and stepped towards the light gate.

As the summoner, he seemed unaffected, as the raging chaos flew past his body.

"I'm the only one who obeys and fulfills his wish: you hands will not be tolerated, and you will pay for his crime with his humble life, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and blood for blood!"

Between the sky and the earth, the wind and rain and objects stand still for a moment.Even the darkness emitting blue light stopped spinning, and the screeching sound in the dark abyss stopped abruptly.

"Tear him apart!"

Youfeng, who was standing on the other side of the door, gave an order.

Diosotto, who barely opened his eyes, saw endless pale things crawling and rushing out of the chaotic darkness, like rolling waves pouring down, huddled together, screaming hysterically, with ruthless The breath of death came.

The undead, who had endured hunger and thirst for thousands of years in hell, yelled and rushed at Diosotto, tore his hair and armor, and tried to bite through his body.

Those hollow howls seemed to be resentment, like a curse, eerie moans floating around, full of hunger and thirst for flesh and blood that could never be satiated.

The darkness is impenetrable.

The entangled package of the undead is also airtight, rolling into a huge ball, like tens of thousands of dead people piled up together, and the roaring sound resounds through the night.

The trapped Diosotto felt that he had plunged into hell. In the darkness of hell, countless undead screamed and stretched out their hands to tear him apart.

Teeth gnawing, tongue licking, paw scratching all over his body, making him itchy.

He could still clearly hear the sound of the armor being chewed.The stench made him want to sneeze.

Diosotto became impatient and raised his head to the sky and roared.The strange tattoo imprinted on the upper body spread red scars like spider silk, blood vessels spread all over the skin, and the blazing flame quickly burst out of the whole body.

The undead was frightened and retreated in all directions, seeing two groups of flames ignited in the eyes of this giant man, and his bloodshot face was angry and ferocious.

Taking off the forehead that covered both eyes, seeing the flames flickering in the ball formed by the undead, Youfeng smiled sadly as if resigned to fate.

At this time, a certain force grabbed his arm, stopping his approach to the gate of the dead.

Following the place where the obstructing force came from, he turned his face, and it was Master Hongye who caught his eyes.

The old man maintained the movement of holding Youfeng's arm with one hand, and knocked the ground with the scepter in the other hand.

The white hair that seemed to emit silver light on its own set off the serious face, and a powerful aura that was not angry and majestic was brewing around the old man.

When the cane leg was lifted from above, and then fell to the ground dully, both of them disappeared.

The wind carried a thread of blood and swept across the place where the master and apprentice disappeared without a trace, and the place where it went was red.

The gate of the dead shines brightly in the sea of ​​flames.

In the sea of ​​flames, the struggling undead were screaming in despair, and their mournful sounds once spread to the Lost City of Hell.

Pluto Chenhuang stood on the pile of ruins, quietly looking at the five-meter-long crack in the sky.

The rift was like a scar cut by a sword, about two meters wide, and the light and shadow of fire flickered inside, echoing the continuous wailing of countless undead.

The gap connects the human space, reflecting the misery that happened in the world of the living to hell.

The fire flowed like a meandering stream of blood from the crack and fell to the ground below.

Gathering groups of undead, they witnessed that piece of red falling on the ruins from the human world, igniting flames on the ruins, and flashing a blazing scene.

The ruins were piled up of all kinds of broken objects, which rolled down from the cracks in the dark sky, and are now swallowed up by the flames from the world.

For countless undead, it seems that the holy light of heaven has descended on the hell full of death, and the fiery red light and shadow that symbolizes life has never been seen before.

The picture of the flames burning hot is beautiful and desolate.Until the last moment, it turned into a strange blue color as if it had burned all its vitality.

The undead sighed unceasingly, they knew that the warmth and brilliance from the world had died.

After falling to this already dead ground, it was the beginning of death.

This is a world that even gods don't want to patronize, because gods are also afraid, afraid that once they step into this world, their beautiful faces will wither.

"There are only a handful of humans who can activate this undead summoning technique."

Pluto's line of sight followed the crack in the sky all the time, and he saw the gap gradually shortening and tending to close.

"I want to know who sacrificed a soul to me as a price, forcibly opened a spiritual door in hell to connect to that world, and took away a batch of evil spirits in prison.

You have to go to the world to find out the culprit, and bring his soul back according to the sacrifice contract. "

"As ordered."

The man in black who stood beside Pluto floated away, sailed against the wind, and flew to the bottom of the ruins.

The robes flapped in the wind, the skirts turned over, and there was an extremely youthful and handsome human face in the hood.

After the elegant figure of Yushu facing the wind landed on the ground, all the undead retreated left and right in unison to make way.

The man in black walked through it silently, and was watched by all the people.

His name is Kurosawa, and he is a hybrid of gods and humans.She used to wander around the world, her identity was very mysterious, and was later selected by Pluto to take on the job of yin and yang.

His ability to maintain a god-like appearance in hell is nothing more than the favor and favor bestowed by Hades.

"It's just a small turmoil in the world, and it won't affect this place."

The beautiful sound is like the sound of nature singing.

"You're all gone."

Kurosawa's last advice was passed on to ten, ten to hundreds... to the ears of the undead wandering far away in the city, and they all stopped, no longer flocking to the gathering place of the undead.

The gray smog that came from nowhere was blowing in the dark wind, and the misty smoky gray filled the sky and the earth, covering the endless ruined city.

The city with tall buildings is desolate, and its rotten appearance corrodes every part.

Compared with the vibrant scene on earth, the capital city of hell is only decayed and depraved.

　Although it is not enough to be written as crazy, but this kind of plot is a bit difficult to create, I ask the readers to vote for comfort.

　　


(End of this chapter)