Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 613 Cruel Heavenly Prison

"Three times, that would be tens of trillions of prisoners, even if all the prisoners in the entire Heavenly Prison were added together, they wouldn't be enough!

Where the hell am I supposed to find so many prisoners?

Oh my God, are you going to let me capture those natives?

But if I really want to do this, according to the Heavenly Laws and Regulations, I'm afraid those Heavenly Punishment Hall's law enforcers will throw me directly into the star furnace and melt me ​​into a ball of molten steel!"

He raised his hand and wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead.

The Transformer prison warden, whose life level had reached the level of Unicron, laughed dryly and said, "Three times... this is probably worse than all the prisoners in the entire Heavenly Prison..."

“Hmm?” Hela glanced at the warden and said casually:

"It's just some consumables. If they're gone, we can just catch more..."

Hela spread her hands and laughed shrilly:
"Isn't the purpose of building this prison to torture these prisoners, stimulate their resentment, and make them the best materials?"

"If we don't have enough people, we can use the living souls in the soul refining formation. It's time to put those collected evil spirits to use!"

"My Lord, I'm afraid that even with the souls collected by the Soul Refining Formation, there is still a gap between the number of people you require?"

“Huh?!” Hela’s eyes turned cold, and she looked at the warden with a somewhat unfriendly look.

"If there aren't enough people, why not fill you in!"

"You are joking, sir. Even if I am included, it is still not enough to meet your requirements..."

A trace of helplessness flashed across the prison warden’s gray metallic face. He was thinking about how to tactfully explain to Hela that the total number of prisoners held in the entire Heavenly Prison over the years was less than trillions.

Over there, a golden beam of reincarnation light shot down.

A tall man wearing a military green T-shirt on the upper body and military pants on the lower body walked out of the light column and flew towards this side.

“Kane, why is he here!” Hela murmured.

Kane, the most loyal general under Tang Song and one of the Four Heavenly Emperors, landed in front of Hela and nodded to her.

He raised his hand and motioned the warden, who was kneeling on one knee, to stand up.

"The boss asked me to send some stuff over!"

Kane said as he took out a high-necked jade bottle made of mutton-fat white jade from his storage bag.

"Here are the evil spirits and ghosts that have been imprisoned in the eighteen levels of hell in the netherworld over the years. I don't even know how many there are. I took one third of them. There are tens of trillions, is that enough?"

Hela looked at the jade bottle made of white jade in Kane's hand:

"No wonder that guy wanted to set up the Eighteen Levels of Hell. I was wondering why he didn't use those evil spirits as materials for refining magic weapons, given his habits. It turns out that he used them here.

Torturing these evil spirits with the punishments of the eighteen levels of hell, arousing their resentment and viciousness..."

“Will these evil spirits be enough?” Hela turned to look at the warden behind her.
The warden looked at the jade bottle in Kane's hand, and nodded repeatedly with a sense of shock:

"That's enough, that's enough!"

The warden has been in this heavenly prison for hundreds of years.
In today's heaven where talented people abound, the reason why he can become the warden here.

This is because the Cybertronians' bodies are extremely adapted to survival in this apocalyptic world.

With them guarding this heavenly prison, even if a true immortal has his soul sealed and his collarbone locked, he will never be able to escape from here across the starry sky.

What's more, without the guiding divine light of the Hall of Samsara, even if someone could escape from the Heavenly Prison, they could not escape from this world of the Dharma Ending Age.

Of course, since he took office until now, no true immortal has been imprisoned here, but many evil gods, wizards, demons and the like have been sent here.

The punishment star in the Heavenly Prison has been opened more than a dozen times over the years.

Blood sacrifice, weapon refining, and the reasons why the immortals came here with orders were different.

But this was the first time the warden had seen such a large-scale blood sacrifice curse.

Not only did Lady Hela, a being of a special status, come here in person to preside over the event.

Even His Majesty Kane, the Four Heavenly Emperors, has arrived.

Who is cursed by this blood sacrifice? Could it be...

Hundreds of years of hard training have tempered the warden's body to be several times stronger than adamantium of the same volume.

But at this moment, just following behind the two of them, he felt that his body was inexplicably loose, and even the internal gears were a little stuck...

"After you're done, you must take a two-day break and find some *** to give you some lubrication!"

"As expected of the Emperor, this level of strength is truly..."

……

Kane and Hela flew side by side towards the Punishment Star.

Kane was half a step behind Hela.

"It's just a small matter of delivering a few souls, why did he ask you to make this trip in person!"

Kane said in a serious voice, "Well, the boss is probably afraid of sending the ghost messenger from the netherworld, worried that you might kill someone!"

Hela looked at Kane's serious expression and gritted her teeth in anger.

"Why, in his heart, am I such a petty person? My feud with her won't involve other people!"

There was no change in Kane's expression, but a list of unlucky people who were accidentally injured in the fight between Hela and Chacha emerged in his mind.

Hela saw that Kane didn't speak for a long time, and she roughly understood what he was thinking.

She snorted coldly: "Now that you are here, it seems that they have decided to take action!"

Kane nodded: "The boss has communicated with "Him", but the talks failed. "Him" wants to devour the world of gourmet food and prove his Dao with his esophagus!

Ryan thinks that the food world can make up for some of the shortcomings of heaven and does not want to give up this world.
The boss plans to talk again. If He refuses to join the Heavenly Court...

The boss said, "I won't allow others to snore on my couch!"

“That’s really his style!” Hela curled her lips when she heard that.

"But you don't need to come here in person, right? Is there something else?"

Kane was surprised at Hela's sharpness. He was silent for a moment:

"The boss plans to use this Daluo to try the curse of the Five Deteriorations of Heaven and Man. If it works, he will throw one to...?"

Kane deliberately blurred the last few words.

The warden, who was following behind the two men, didn't hear anything.

But Hela understood. She naturally knew that Tang Song had suffered a great loss in that world.

With his arrogant character, he quickly said that the matter would be put on hold for the time being.

But it seems that the revenge plan has never stopped.

This character is worthy of being the little man she has chosen.

Soon Hela and Ryan arrived above the Punishment Star and descended toward the surface of the Punishment Star. The Punishment Star was a huge planet covered by thick black and red clouds.

The entire surface of the planet is a pitch-black desert. Countless rock pillars as thick as more than ten meters rise from the ground to the sky. On the top of each rock pillar, there is a huge circular altar, as if hundreds of millions of giant mushrooms are growing on this planet.

At this moment, near each altar, there is a spaceship several thousand meters long parked.

Tens of thousands of steel soldiers, spewing blue flames from their feet, sped back and forth between the spaceship and the altar.

The interior of the spacecraft had been transformed into a huge dormant warehouse, with countless transparent containers densely arranged there like insect eggs.

Inside the container, the prisoners' chests were still heaving.

Various humans, humanoids, monsters, and alien creatures were moved out of the hibernation chamber.

It was placed on the altar in a special and strange posture...

In the sky, the forty-nine satellites are forty-nine moons, casting their cool light over the entire Punishment Star.

Hela and Kane looked up, and both could clearly see a trace of silver light shining into the stone pillar altars of the Punishment Star.

As the silver light sank into the stone pillars, the Punishment Star beneath their feet was slowly reviving.

Like a giant machine that is filling its tank with gasoline, the gears inside are turning.

“The Great Evolution Heavenly Array formed by the arrangement of forty-nine planets has the greater effect of condensing star power.

The vast amount of star power accumulated over the years has almost condensed into substance within the entire system.

They are the best energy source to activate the Five Decay Curse of the Heavenly Beings!"

Kane looked at the forty-nine satellites above his head.

Hela said rudely: "Stop talking nonsense.
Hurry up and prepare the formation. I really want to know if this spell, which is as famous as the Seven Arrows Book and is said to be able to kill a Golden Immortal, is really that powerful. "

"Sir, the preparations for the formation have not been completed yet. Just the transportation of these sacrifices will take some time!"

The warden's metal face showed a sad expression and he spoke cautiously.

Kane saw the prison warden's gloomy face and nodded in understanding:

"Then I'll give you another seven days. Is that enough?"

The warden said quickly: "Seven days is enough. Currently, there are more than 80 million steel jailers in the entire Heavenly Prison system preparing for this blood sacrifice..."

The Iron Jailer refers to the Iron Soldiers. These mechanical soldiers invented by Ivan Vanko have now been used in all aspects of the Heavenly Court as the cheapest labor and cannon fodder.

However, Kane was somewhat surprised when he heard the number of 80 million:
"It seems that you, Tianyu, have a pretty good ability to raise troops!"

After hearing the praise from the Emperor Kane, the warden grinned with pride, revealing a mouthful of real steel teeth:

“To be honest with you, Your Majesty, with the ore mined by these prisoners, we can produce nine-digit iron soldiers every year. If it weren’t for the limited quantity purchased by the Hall of Samsara, our output could even break through to ten digits!

Unfortunately, the production was too much and the Samsara Palace couldn't digest it!"

Kane was stunned. He glanced at Hela, who was also surprised, and looked at the warden in front of him:

"You mean to say that the Samsara Palace purchases a large number of steel soldiers from the Heavenly Prison every year!"

"Yes, you don't know!" The warden touched his head.

"The ores mined by these prisoners are worthless, and letting them mine these metal ores is just a waste of their energy and makes management easier.

At the same time, in order to avoid waste, there are tens of thousands of steel soldiers production lines in the Heavenly Prison.

In addition to the Samsara Temple, we also have a strategic partnership with the Tiangong Temple. As you know, the labor here is cheap.

By the way, Lord Red Spider also buys a batch of newly hatched tribesmen from us every year!"

After hearing the warden's words, Kane was silent for a moment and became a little curious.

"Then how many iron soldiers can you produce in a year if you use all your strength to produce soldiers in Tianyu?"

The warden scratched his head hesitantly:

"I haven't calculated this yet. You know, if I receive an order from Heaven.

In wartime, those iron soldiers can be transformed into production machines.
With the current metal reserves, taking into account the Ark Reactor and the Spark Source, we can produce 200 billion Iron Soldiers within a year and transform them into Cybertrons with even greater combat power!"

Kane was stunned. As one of the Four Heavenly Kings, he was in charge of more than half of the troops in Heaven.

However, he has always focused on expanding territory and high-end combat power.

The potential for war within the Heavenly Court has never been examined.

This is just a heavenly prison, which can produce 200 billion soldiers in a year.

Admittedly, these steel soldiers do not seem to be very intimidating, but what if they were transformed into self-destructive machines.

Not to mention anything else, one Iron Soldier equipped with a hydrogen bomb, and 200 billion Iron Soldiers, are enough to easily destroy a world.

Kane naturally knew that these matters were handled by Ryan and the think tanks in the Heavenly Court's attendant room.

At this moment, Kane felt deep admiration for this brother.

Be prepared for danger in times of peace. Once the Heavenly Court comes into conflict with other forces, the Heavenly Prison alone will be able to unleash a powerful war potential.

How many worlds like Tianyu are there in the entire heaven? I'm afraid everyone knows this except Ryan and the boss.

For seven days, the jailers in the Heavenly Prison were busy moving sacrifices, while Kane and Hela, accompanied by the warden, inspected the punishment planet.

Between the mountain peaks and stone pillars are vast wastelands.

These wastelands are over a hundred miles long and wide, and are covered with countless corpses and bones.

The pale bones emitted a cold light under the moonlight.

As the strong wind blew, the souls imprisoned in the corpses by the dark secret magic roared and cried in fear.
The entire wasteland was like hell, gloomy and terrifying, filled with the aura of death.

"here it is?"

Looking at the tens of billions of corpses on the wasteland and the overwhelming evil energy that was almost tangible, Hela felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

These corpses reminded her of her own Hell Soldiers, ever since they had refined the Blood Nerves and created 480 million Blood God Sons.

She rarely mobilizes her own undead army.

"These are the bones of prisoners who died in the Heavenly Prison over the years!"

The warden looked at the souls crying and begging for mercy, and said carefully:

"Every few decades, the necromancers of the Dark Council and the Hall of Reincarnation will come here to select the right materials and refine the Undead Legion!"

"This is also a way for us to generate income for Tianyu. Of course, this matter has also been approved by His Majesty Ryan!"

Hela said calmly, “This is how you deal with your enemies. Show no mercy!”

She pointed at the undead indifferently: "But these undead, aren't you afraid that they will take the opportunity to escape from the Heavenly Prison!"

"Sir, we have already classified these undead souls in advance. The strong and fierce souls among them have been sold by the Samsara Hall to the magic monks, the Tiangong Hall, and the Tianyi Hall to refine magic weapons and elixirs.

What's left here are some weak souls. After being refined by this dark secret method for a period of time, they naturally became unconscious undead creatures!"