Death Maniac

Chapter 341 Who Runs Away?
What are you thinking?
In hell, Wu Biao sat on the edge of the building blocks of the wanderer hell, looking at the world with a solemn face, and the questions in his mind did not move him at all.

The corner of his mouth curled up in an arrogant arc, and he touched his chin: "I..."

"Isn't he so handsome, how can others live like this!"

These words are really shameless to the extreme, the only listener, the will of hell, completely ignores these words.

Temporarily activated, Wu Biao returned to hell after he recovered. Wu Biao did not forget what happened at the end of the Holy Grail War. For that 'self', Brother Biao felt...

This is what TM Brother Biao should be like!
"Look at what those bulls are coaxing about, because I'm being honest in everything!" Brother Biao was completely ignited, and stood up excitedly, posing like a bodybuilder.

"Look at our muscles. Although we are not as big as the red-haired king, our strength is absolutely second to him."

"Look at our handsome appearance, isn't it much more handsome than the kid with the gun?"

"Look again..."

boom!
There was a red light in the eyes of the passing hell guards, and he punched straight down, making Brother Biao boast shamelessly, and took the punch casually.

"There is a situation."

Before Wu Biao could speak, the will of hell directly sent three words into his mind.

It has to be said that as Wu Biao grows stronger, hell itself seems to be evolving.Now the relationship between Wu Biao and the will of hell is somewhat similar to the relationship between Death God and Zanpakuto.

Although it is not enough to throw hell and hit people...

But because of the existence of hell, Wu Biao, a completely powerless system, also has the karmic fire of hell like a superpower.

Perhaps one day, hell can really become an existence with the same restraining power as those two... in the Holy Grail War.

And having said so much, it is because now Hell already knows what mental activity is, for example, it is thinking now: Is this one of my family more second?Or was the brains the bastard had left drained in those few minutes?
So in order not to allow a certain master to smear hell, the hell guards on the side couldn't listen anymore. Of course, the will of hell did not deny that this punch was ordered by him!
"Huh? What's the matter? Is it because Brother Biao broke the sky and smashed hell out of holes?"

"...you won't be better if hell is gone."

There was an obvious feeling of helplessness in the fluctuations from the will of hell, and he resolutely didn't want to talk nonsense with this suddenly narcissistic bastard, and a gust of wind entangled him.

Wu Biao didn't dodge either, he just felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the scene changed completely after the blink of an eye.

Bone sand hell.

This hell, which was completely made up of the ashes of the burnt tormented people, already had an extra lake, a pitch-black lake.

The hell guards threw all the culprits with horror faces towards the pitch-black lake.

All the culprits who were thrown into the evil of this world disappeared almost instantly, and a layer of hazy mist appeared on the lake transformed by the evil of this world, which was the unique miasma of hell.

The concentration of miasma in the entire bone sand hell is completely unsuitable for people other than Wu Biao to come here, or it won't be long... the concentration of miasma in the entire hell will increase by one level.

And as time goes by, the more blame is digested by the evil of this world, the more dense the miasma in hell will be.

The dense miasma of hell will make the special plane of hell evolve faster.

Of course, all of this is something to come, the most important thing now is...

"How dare you imprison this king, even in hell."

A certain blond man with a naked body and a strange weapon in his hand was screaming and cursing with a distorted face. His body was already bound by the chains of hell like a rice dumpling...

"Why is he here?"

Wu Biao tilted his head and looked curiously at the certain king above the black mud who showed capital: "By the way, the hair between his legs is golden."

Focus here?
The Will of Hell secretly slandered, and told Wu Biao: "For example, according to your human body structure, he is like food. He was already eaten by the person 'Black Ni', and he came together in the belly of the Black Ni Here. However, the black mud couldn't digest this soul, and finally pulled him out again."

"……Uh."

Wu Biao was silent for a while, then raised his head to look at the top of his head: "I found that your words seem to be getting more and more disgusting recently."

"I just chose the way you can understand, the fastest and most concise explanation."

"Then there's no need to regard that guy as a piece of shit, I won't be able to eat when I think of him in the future."

The Will of Hell obviously didn't intend to continue arguing with Wu Biao about whether it was a pile of shit or something, but said directly: "At first I didn't care, anyway, since they all came, let him be a resident of hell. "

This made Brother Biao couldn't help but twitch his mouth. What do you mean by "he's here, just let him be a resident of hell". What's the matter with this rewarding tone?

When did the official household registration in hell become so awesome?

"But the other party didn't seem to want it, so there was a big fuss here."

It's strange to be willing.

Wu Biao had a look of pity, in this poor place, if it wasn't for this bastard from hell who stalked him in the first place, who would come here?

"In my opinion, he is not strong, and it doesn't matter if he is making trouble. But I found that he is a threat to hell..."

The Will of Hell paused, and then corrected: "Strictly speaking, it's not a threat, but it can destroy some places, and he can recover instantly after destroying it."

"What threat?"

"The weapon in his hand is very powerful, but normally it can't cause any damage to hell. But that weapon has caused some harm to hell, and it seems to have some connection with hell."

"It doesn't mean that we are here, but their world has the name of 'hell', or the original appearance of the world. According to my understanding of that world, this weapon should be made by chopping hell or something like that. It was born according to the legend of Hell, which is why this kind of 'only targeting the place with the name of hell' produces a causal attack effect."

"Ok!"

Brother Biao nodded thoughtfully, and then continued: "I think you still compare hell to a shit pit, and then the shit that that guy pulls will explode. Your shit pit can't bear it. I don't like this analogy." Easy to understand."

"...So what? You're the one next to the shithole, watching other people shit all the time?" Hell Will replied, leaving Brother Biao speechless.

"..." Brother Biao.

Hell, this guy seems to be getting worse and worse!

Moreover, this way of speaking always feels so familiar, I don't know if I learned it from that bastard.

If Byakuya Kuchiki, Toshirō Hitsugaya and the others were here, and they could hear the conversation between these two, they would definitely give a very favorable evaluation: the style of the mouth of these two guys is exactly the same...

"Anyway, you have already arrested him, so just tie him up like this." Wu Biao said angrily, other people can't say it, Brother Biao can get started directly, but if he can't say this, he wants to beat him I don't know who to hit...

"As I said just now, he's not threatening, so it's not really a situation."

The Will of Hell replied, and the fluctuations directly sent to his mind became as cold as a machine again: "It's just that because that weapon has causal characteristics that can cause certain damage to hell, coupled with my previous negligence, it was hacked by him. The abyss was opened, and Aizen, who had been pressed in the abyss, ran away."

"Oh."

Brother Biao nodded, frowned again, touched his chin and struggled for a few seconds, and asked decisively: "It's a very familiar name, who came from Aizen?"

"...four-eyed boy."

"Oh, it's him."

Wu Biao nodded with a face of sudden realization, then he was taken aback for a moment, his face turned from white to red, and finally darkened completely: "Shouldn't this be the first thing to say?"

"I'm talking..." Hell is as cold as a machine, completely lacking the previous agility, as if the IQ had suddenly degenerated back.

"Fuck, the four-eyed boy ran away, why don't you tell me quickly, and you're still discussing shitholes with me here."

"I'm just giving you an example to explain the reason in detail." Hell continued to be cold.

"I tell you, something is going to go wrong in this world, and I will never end with you!"

Before the roar could be heard, Wu Biao had already opened the prison chamber and entered.

Silence descended once again, except for a certain naked king who was trapped in the chains of hell above the black mud, yelling and cursing.

immediately……

Whoa whoa whoa!
Amidst the sound of chains being pulled, the Chiguoguo Gilgamesh was slammed to the ground with an extremely dull bang...

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(End of this chapter)