Chapter 103 Kaifeng Weird Things
As the Lord of Hell made his promise, the giant black snakes that surrounded Xiangyang City on the left and right slowly opened their mouths to reveal their tongues that were becoming increasingly scarlet. Smoke that seemed to be mixed with star fragments spewed out of their mouths, like an alternative heavy rain. The hazy and dreamy smoke instantly filled the entire city.
It was a fleeting moment, like a dream or illusion, making one wonder if they were still in the human world.
This is the Tarot Snake, the embodiment of the guardian of the soul land in the deepest part of Hell. All souls that have redeemed their sins in Hell will be liberated by them and sent to the other side of the Styx where they can go to the afterlife.
But they don't move often. After all, there are very few souls who can atone for their sins after going to hell.
Before Gabriel became the new Lord of Hell, they were suppressed in the land of souls by the previous Lord of Hell. Even if a few souls redeemed their sins and wanted to be liberated, their final outcome was to become food in the stomach of the previous Lord of Hell.
This is also a great hell joke.
If you have done evil things in your life, don't hope to be freed from sin through atonement after death. If you want to be freed from sin, just don't do evil things in your life.
The mist that filled the inside and outside of Xiangyang City was called the Night Mist. Legend has it that this pair of Tarot Snakes were transformed from the sighs of Nyx, the goddess of the night. Later, when dusk fell on the gods, they fell into the endless latitude of hell before they could open their eyes. After spinning for an unknown amount of time, they finally sank into the hell where Gabriel was, and became the path to transcendence there.
The endless darkness contrasts with the hell that is always filled with fire, and the mist guides the lost souls. The sinners who are suffering from pain and torture will find the peace they have never had in the darkness and mist.
This peace is extremely precious and is the only pure land in hell.
The Lord of Hell made a promise to the two humans she loved, so that no soul would be able to escape the guidance of the mist of night.
The death of the body is just the death of the body. As long as the ruler of hell is willing to show her mercy, the body that has been crushed into minced meat can be restored to its original state in an instant. The soul that rises into the mist of night will return to the body amid the singing of hell, return to the human world, and continue their ordinary and boring lives.
The star-lit smoke before your eyes is a product that has come from another world. It is only a thin layer visible to the naked eye, and even the roads and houses cannot block it. But when you see it, you will naturally know a fact in your mind -
The tranquility of another world has arrived. There is no need to fear death. The ruler of the world of death will grant temporary mercy, and the painful death will become a hazy dream.
The screams in the city continued, still miserable, but Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang no longer had the reckless anger and urgency they had just felt.
They suddenly relaxed, and the stinging pain in their bodies finally broke through the emergency valve and reached their brains. They almost fell to the ground in pain.
The blazing hellfire obeyed its master's orders, enveloping them like a hot spring, carefully removing the contaminated power attached to them.
Pollutants are different from the evil spirits driven by Zhiji. Their own strength is not as strong as that of evil spirits, but they carry the power of pollution that evil spirits do not have. As long as it is a living individual with vitality, it will become an object of pollution.
In the previous world, the polluted sea turned into a dead zone. The people of Feixian Island were able to remain unaffected by the power of pollution, all thanks to the salt circle "blessed" by Xijixia. The source of her power is the nature of devouring and controlling. The power of pollution is an unsolvable poison to humans, but it is indeed a good midnight snack for her.
Xiangyang City was not as lucky as Feixian Island. Tarona had never thought of summoning help in this world. The constant suppression of the restless hellfire had completely occupied her remaining energy.
The reason why the soldiers on the city wall who faced the pollutants directly did not die, but just collapsed to the ground instantly as if their vitality was sucked out, was because Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang, the two peerless sources of light, absorbed most of the hatred for them.
The devil did not regard them as the primary target, but subconsciously he still put them as the second target. The pollutants have no wisdom and reason, so they will naturally act according to their instincts. The polluting power of the plague is aimed at the two of them.
After confirming that the two cute air fresheners were fine, Gabriel turned his eyes away. The humans lying on the ground could not withstand the baptism of hellfire.
She turned around and waved her arms, as if waving an invisible flag, and the hellfire that burned the air flowed on her skin like water.
Thousands of hellish creatures received the Lord's order and consciously divided three-fifths of them to deal with the polluted bad lives. Most of them were demons and hellish plants that could devour the power of pollution. They would plow through the area of the spread of pollution carefully like plowing the land, and would never let go of even a trace of the pollution power.
The remaining two-fifths roared with excitement, split up in an orderly manner, and rushed into the bloody Xiangyang City like a torrential rain.
Ever since the new Lord of Hell took control of Hell, they have not been able to step out of Hell, let alone move around in the human world in large numbers like they do now.
God be merciful to them, how long has it been since they smelled the sweet scent of a full soul?
Is it a thousand years or ten thousand years?
Every hellish creature who was lucky enough to pass by Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang had to take a deep breath at the risk of being hit in the face by the fire of hell, and then climbed into the city in a daze, stepping on the bodies of their peers as if they were drunk.
Ah, the soul that carries luck and merit is incense!
It smells so good!
Too bad it's not edible.
They believe that as long as they dare to open their mouths, the moment their mouths open, they will be annihilated by the iron fist of the ruler of hell, and there will be no possibility of resurrection.
The soul is fragrant, and it is better to be alive.
"roar!--"
The regret and pain of not having enough food all turned into rage, and the creatures from hell rushed towards the pollutants that were wreaking havoc in the city with a clear purpose, fighting one against several, with unparalleled bravery and brutality.
They are not killing the enemy, but venting their anger.
The bright red corpses scattered all over the ground were humans who had just died. The pollutants that killed them died in a more miserable way than they did. The pollutants did not leave behind any corpses, and even the polluting forces that were escaping were not spared. Every strand was sucked up clean by the creatures of hell like noodles.
The demon born from the [Key of Morning Star] did not pay attention to the destroyed consumables. It jumped and moved on the roof, and its abnormal body continued to change.
The dark night mist that filled the city slowed it down. The drifting mist pressed down on it like a mountain. The dirty weapons inside were tangled together and made silent sounds, and the protruding bones were creaking.
It must evolve again, or it will be crushed to death by this heavy fog.
But it only devoured a dozen souls, and those consumables could no longer bring it strength. Even though humans kept dying and being devoured, it just couldn't gain any strength at all.
...It's fog!
This mist has robbed the soul that should have belonged to it!
The demon roared angrily, but it didn't dare to stop. Its intuition told it that the source of the mist was not something it could contend with at the moment.
——The lackeys of the Lord of Hell naturally possess great power, otherwise these two Tarotas snakes would have been torn to pieces and devoured by the numerous creatures of Hell long ago.
The terrifying scorching temperature was approaching again, and the shadow of death was rapidly approaching it.
The devil looked back in panic. Red! It was red!
She is here!
She is coming!!
“——!”
The demon let out an indistinguishable howl, and the fragments that had turned into its heart gave it more power.
Pollutants like yellow sand seep out from the cracks in the bluestone slabs. They are insects living underground, and their number is incalculable. The power of pollution causes them to expand rapidly and become huge.
In the blink of an eye, the gaps in the entire city were filled with new pollutants.
A new round of one-sided killings has begun again.
The devil is no longer thinking about the attention of the world consciousness. The red god of death behind it is more dangerous and more urgent than the world consciousness. The world consciousness still has a awakening process, but she does not. She can take its life at any time!
It's going to get stronger!
It must become stronger immediately!
——King Xiangyang demonstrated his greatest value at this time.
The demon shot into the silent Xiangyang Palace like a cannonball. The humans standing there like puppets were crushed by it and stuck to its limbs, drawing a bloody path on the ground.
Sure enough, the souls of these humans disappeared the moment they died.
But it doesn't matter, its real prey is right in front of it!
Prince Xiangyang indeed deserved to be killed, but he was a royal relative after all, and his luck was linked to the fate of the Song Dynasty. Even though it was only a tiny amount, the power contained in it was enough to match that of half the people in the city.
The devil has kept him here until now just to serve as a reserve for war.
It also didn't expect that this wartime reserve energy would actually be needed.
The souls of nearly ten thousand soldiers had already become food for the devil the moment they were contaminated, but it was still a little short of having enough strength to escape.
It was unknown whether it was lucky or unfortunate for the King of Xiangyang buried under the ruins. The melted beams poured over him like boiling wax, leaving not a single spot on his body. Longan-sized blisters covered his entire body, and his facial features had become extremely distorted due to the indescribable pain. But until now, he was still lingering and gasping for breath. Perhaps this was the evil taste of the ruler of hell.
The devil dug him out of the melting ruins, and what greeted him was not the gradually blue sky, but a hideous mouth emitting a fishy and rotten smell.
He was eaten.
Along with the soul, it was eaten with the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart.
And his consciousness remained clear until the moment the last bit of his soul was devoured.
He heard the crying and laughing of the wronged souls, which seemed to be relieved, but also like mockery.
Click, click.
The devil heard his own bones breaking and reorganizing, the turbid blood surging in his body, and his body quickly swelled up like an inflated balloon, with flesh and blood squirming under his dark skin.
The pitch-black "balloon" was still expanding. It became completely round, and it was impossible to see its facial features or limbs.
Bloat, bloat, and bloat again.
Until its size had crushed the entire Xiangyang Palace beneath it, this seemingly endless change finally stopped.
The huge black sphere seemed like a tumor growing on the land. Its roundness did not last long. One after another, bulging pus bags appeared on the surface of the sphere. They were elastic and filled with flowing rotten liquid.
It looks like blood, but also like liquefied flesh and blood.
An arrow made of fire shot straight at the abrupt tumor. With a crackling sound, it was engulfed in a blazing sea of fire.
However, it did not turn into ashes in the sea of fire in an instant, but seemed to be shedding its outer skin with the help of the flames. The bulging pustules exploded one after another, and the rotting liquid that splashed out could not extinguish the blazing flames. These liquids quickly vaporized in the terrifyingly high temperature, and a smell so bad that a human would faint immediately after taking a breath was blown away by the wind and quickly spread to the surroundings.
The blood dragon that was swooping down here accidentally got sucked in. It vomited and its wings curled up unconsciously. Its stable flying posture was immediately interrupted and it actually fell off the plane.
Boom!
The blood dragon that fell straight down collapsed a large section of the building, and all the humans inside who didn't have time to escape were smashed into meat paste.
This was the most embarrassing episode for the Blood Dragon. Most of its head was embedded in the ground due to inertia and impact. The heavy smell of soil instantly filled its nostrils. Its brain, which was dizzy due to the horrible stench, was finally saved.
Jia Jia Baide, who was standing firmly on its head, couldn't help rolling his eyes and walked down from its head as if it were flat ground.
The stench of the Blood Demon Dragon's first fall from the plane could not affect her at all. She waved her hand, and the hellfire lingering around her immediately swarmed over, rushing up to burn all the foul smell that spread in front of its master.
“I knew it would happen.”
Gabriel lifted the hair that fell on her chest and put it behind her. The crown made of flames and horns raised even hotter air waves. Her long hair like flowing clear sky floated lightly in the air waves that distorted the air, like the most mysterious swimmer in the deep sea.
Hell only breeds cunning and hypocrisy, where is there care and consideration?
This brief mercy was due, firstly, to her promise to her two beloved humans, and secondly, she knew very well what kind of people these hellish creatures under her command were like. This battle that was moved to the human world was bound to be a scene of violent demolition.
In front of the powerful creatures of hell, humans are like the most fragile bubbles. There is no need to poke them. If you accidentally exhale, the disturbance of the air can affect these fragile bubbles and explode into invisible shattered crystals.
The dark sphere had lost its ugly appearance under the burning flames, and its true interior was finally revealed—it was a second-evolved demon.
After the second evolution, this demon that could have been crushed to death by a Blood Dragon's claw has expanded to two-thirds the size of the Blood Dragon, and its thin spider-like appearance has completely changed. Not only has it turned into a muscular and strong humanoid, but the extra hands behind it have also turned into tentacles dripping with corrosive liquid, and the ends of the tentacles have scorpion-like tail hooks. If you look closely, the tail hooks can even crack, and there are sharp saw teeth buried inside, which can take away large pieces of flesh with a light scratch.
Its eyes became like sunflowers, with large patches of scarlet in the golden light. Each "petal" was attached to a new compound eye, which could be pulled out of the eye socket and transformed into a sharp whip like a tentacle behind it to attack its enemies.
From the place where the neck joins the body to the bottom of the abdomen, a large upright mouth opens and closes from time to time. Inside is a circle of inverted triangular sharp teeth that can easily crush bones.
On its left chest, a flickering colorful light could be seen through the thick skin and flesh.
That is the devil's heart and the last fragment of the Key of the Morning Star.
'Tentacle version of Destruction?'
As he watched the demon slowly stand up and roar at him provocatively, a random thought suddenly flashed through Jia Jia Baide's mind.
Destruction day?
What is that?
The Lord of Hell searched her memory but did not find anything related to the Day of Destruction. She had gotten used to it and would think about these incoherent problems after returning to Hell.
now……
She looked towards the part of the devil that emitted colorful light, her red lips slowly curled up, and her cold smile was mixed with a bit of madness.
Kind of interesting.
He actually became stronger, from an insignificant little bastard to someone who can fight her to some extent, and it only took such a short time and cost...
What is that?
She smelled the latitude of hell from that thing.
Similar to her latitude of hell, yet different.
She is the door to hell, the lock to hell, and this... looks like a restless ruler.
Haha, interesting, really interesting.
Dig it out and take a look!
As the saying goes, "King versus King, General versus General", the first attack should have been delivered by the Blood Dragon, the top general under the Lord of Hell, but he had already been eliminated due to his excellent sense of smell. This piece of trash could no longer be counted on.
The excited Jia Jia Baide decided to go on his own.
A howling gale suddenly swept through the entire city. Tiles flew everywhere, buildings were destroyed, and trees were broken. People fleeing among the pollutants were blown to and fro and had to hold onto anything they could to steady themselves. The pollutants chasing after them were torn apart irregularly by the sudden gale.
The hellish creatures suddenly became active and chased after the pollutants, swallowing them in one gulp. Their obedient posture was completely different from their lazy and gloating appearance just now. It was as if they were showing some omnipresent existence that they were working honestly.
——Because this wind is the breath of the Lord of Hell.
Something bad had caught the interest of this master, and she began to get serious.
This ruler will not be interested in anything easily. Once she gets interested, the thing is really over.
That last bad thing has become the throne that the Overlord has used for nearly a thousand years.
What will happen this time?
Gabriel wants to tear to pieces this demon who dares to provoke her.
Tentacles, eyes, limbs.
These are not worthy of being part of her collection. They are inferior things that should be torn into eight pieces and buried in the ground!
She pulled out a long sword entangled with flames from the shadows at her feet. The sharp blade could even cut off the blood dragon's horns like cutting tofu. She planned to use this sword to dismember the demon in front of her into eight pieces and bury them in the red soil of hell.
This will be the greatest honor of its life!
There was a slight bulge between the white eyebrows of the Lord of Hell, and the sweeping gale became even stronger. Under the clear sky was the swirling eye of a tornado.
The Tarotas snake let out a long hissing sound again, and the dark mist mixed with the starlight became thicker and thicker. The ascension of the soul was almost competing with the dragon scroll.
Once their noble and powerful masters decide to kill something, they become somewhat reckless.
But it doesn’t matter. With them around, the Master’s promise is more important than a thousand pounds, and they will never let the Master’s words be tainted by the damned debris!
Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang, who were forced to stay on the city wall, moved the soldiers who were lying on the ground to a safer place. When they turned around, they found that they could not see the situation in the city through the fog.
The two looked at each other, somewhat unsure of what was going on inside.
After a while, Zhan Zhao took out the special paper and pen for writing secret letters from his arms, sat on the ground next to the city wall, and began to write down the list from memory.
He heard a loud noise coming from inside, the sound of houses collapsing and the ground breaking.
But Lady Jia said that today, from the moment she arrived, no one would die.
That list should have been destroyed, but he still had a copy in his mind, and he remembered every person on it.
Bai Yuting paced for a while. This battle was totally different from the one in Jingzhou Prefecture. Even if he and Mao'er had the magical power of Lady Jia, they would probably not be able to participate.
In that case...
Bai Yutang sighed, feeling a little frustrated. He walked over and sat down with Zhan Zhao. When Zhan Zhao paused for a moment, he accurately said the next name.
He also remembered the list.
Prince Xiangyang is definitely doomed. It would be best if he were burned to ashes by Lady Jia, and no one on the list should be spared.
I dare not trouble Lady Jia to judge them one by one. The laws of the world will take their toll. With the incarnation of the King of Hell here on earth, no one will dare to protect them.
Under the watchful eyes of God, how dare I show partiality!
The god who made mortals bow down wielded a flaming sword through the black mist that was colliding with the dragon scroll. The burning flames of hunting turned into soaring fire dragons, lingering around the sword wielder like hellfire. The evil mist that could bring down a dragon dissipated like an ant, and the pair of eyes that were a blend of gilded and flame-colored gradually took on a faint scarlet color.
It is madness that is coloring, and it is passion that is singing!
The slightly bulging bulge between Jia Jia Bai De's eyebrows finally revealed its true form——
It was a scarlet eye.
If Zhao Zhen were here at this moment, he would immediately recognize this eye. This was the huge eye that occupied the entire sky that he saw in his illusion.
This is the true eye of judgment of the Lord of Hell.
Evil deeds and evil thoughts will never escape detection.
All gods and demons can be judged!
“Ahhhhh!—”
The demon, empowered by the full power of the fragments, only stared into the scarlet eye for a moment, and every cell in its body screamed miserably. The hellfire that was temporarily blocked on the surface by the corrosive mucus secreted from the tentacles suddenly broke out like an unknown force, ferociously tearing at every piece of its flesh and blood, and drilling into its body through the wounds that had just been opened!
It feels like the blood in its body is boiling!
Every bone is gradually carbonized under this increasingly terrifying high temperature!
Its heart! Its heart is being pulled!
No! No!!
It can't die!
It has not yet fulfilled the Creator's intention!
The tentacles suddenly grew incomparably larger and tore open the surrounding air, and sticky corrosive liquid splashed everywhere. The black mist, which was filled with poison, re-condensed and entangled the tentacles like substance. This attack carried with it the belief that death was inevitable.
Faster than the tentacles was the flaming long sword.
It broke through the space, and it was unknown where it came from. The orange-red sword tip suddenly sank into the upright giant mouth, and the sharp teeth were instantly burned into powder by the flames.
“…Aaaaaaaaaaah!”
The pain seemed to be transmitted from another dimension, until the long sword was nailed firmly into the cracked and shattered ground. The buildings within hundreds of meters around had already collapsed, and the flying dust was almost as big as the dispersing black mist.
It was not until an endless stream of hellfire poured into the body from the tip of the sword, breaking free of its self-healing interior... that the devil finally accepted the severe pain that was coming at him like a violent storm.
Its sanity was also torn apart in this severe pain. Half of it was screaming for mercy, and the other half was frantically trying to pull out the long sword that pierced its body.
But the long sword is no longer a long sword, but micro needles that nail it to death. It is like a bug that does not know when it has lost the ability to resist and can only be manipulated by others.
It saw the red god of death stepping on its body with flames, a scarlet eye opened between its brows, spinning inside, creating a vortex that was strong enough to shatter the entire world, and in the center of the vortex...
It was actually itself!
The high-pitched and terrifying screams rang out again, and the surviving humans cried out in fear. They also felt the endless fear and pain contained in these two screams, as if the demons they saw that ate people and devored each other were not the most terrifying existences in the city.
There is also a shovel hanging in the sky, which may cut off the lives of all of them at any time.
Including humans and demons.
…
--drop.
——The current synchronization rate between Operator Tarona and [Devil Rider] is 64.77%.
——Warning, Operator Tarona is too compatible with [Devil Rider], and deep influences are creeping in!
——Warning, Officer Tarona, please maintain your self-awareness!
…
The howling of the devil caused Jia Jia Baide to frown slowly. The scarlet color smudged in the gold and flames turned from light to dark. A feeling of irritation that wanted to destroy the world surged into her heart. She narrowed her eyes, and the eye of judgment between her eyebrows shone so brightly that it seemed as if it was about to shoot an arrow that could penetrate the center of the world.
The great consciousness of the Lord of Hell rose to the top of the sky, overlooking the entire world, whether it was mountains and plains, valleys and basins, dense forests and seas of flowers, the Eye of Judgment saw everything.
She heard the sinners laughing.
She heard the innocent pleading.
She heard the waiting of the dead.
The human world...
Human beings...
She is dead, but the sin remains!
Kindness should not be buried, and the innocent should not be silenced!
The whole meaning and value of hell's existence is that it is the burial place of sin!
Why did she come to the world?
Ah, the answer to this question is no longer important.
“——”
Jia Jia Baide raised her head and let out a long moan that was extremely clear and ethereal, and a fatal, magical attraction exploded from her body.
The annoying wails in my ears finally stopped.
The sobbing cries of the humans suddenly stopped. They all raised their heads and looked in the same direction. The despair and fear in their eyes were gone. They were only focused on a strange desire.
They seemed to have forgotten where they were and what they were going through. There was only one thought in their minds, the only thought -
Go there!
Go to that person!
The hellish creatures, having devoured the last trace of polluted power, lowered their heads and bodies. This was an absolute submission and the highest reverence.
The strong should enjoy the offerings of the defeated and rule over all living beings and lands wherever they go.
——You should see her.
——You should worship her.
——You should surrender.
She is the supreme truth in the world!
She is the master of the Flame Pagoda!
She is the great hell!
Even Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang, who were protected by luck and merit, lost their minds in this dreamy long chant. It was the Holy Lamp worn on Zhan Zhao's neck that emitted a strong light in time and pulled the two out of the evil charm.
They suddenly came to their senses and found their toes already on the city wall. They were just a hair's breadth away from leaping down recklessly and searching for the source of the sound together with the other survivors in the city.
Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other, panting, with some fear in their eyes.
Of course they recognized the voice, but they never thought that such a strange and demonic ability would appear in Miss Jia.
That is... the incarnation of King Fengdu.
Above the ruins of the palace, the demon's terrifying screams came to an abrupt end, and the hellfire suddenly pierced through its heart, pulling out the fragments hidden under its thick flesh and blood.
The hellfire burned away the dirt on the surface of the fragments, and along with the lifeless demon, the floating ashes were swept into the eye of the wind by the strong wind and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Gabriel took the strange fragment, and the flaming sword sank back into the shadows at her feet.
She was not fighting with the fragile debris just now, but was pulling with this piece of debris.
What is this?
She put the fragments into the hellfire, turned around and stepped out of the ruins, and the long pendulum of the blood-red starry sky drew a flaming arc in the air.
It doesn't matter anymore.
At least it doesn't matter at the moment.
——The world needs a big fire.
Human beings have lost their fear of hell. She wants to restore this fear to human cognition. She wants human beings to remember that sinners must go to hell!
The blood dragon stood up from the ruins, and its huge wings almost covered the entire Xiangyang City. It lowered its head and let its noble master step on it, and the wind that split the earth lifted it up and flew.
The people who rushed in from all directions only had time to see a red shadow flying high in the sky. Deep regret and longing overwhelmed their remaining rationality at this moment, and most of them actually cried sadly.
Gagabede didn't care about them at all, she just wanted their annoying cries to stop.
The mist of night rose with her ascension, and the above sun her head had fully revealed its shape. The Lord of Hell opened her arms, and tremendous power surged out of her body, submerging the entire Xiangyang in an instant.
Invisible stars fell to the ground from the mist, and the blooming blood-red flowers squirmed and gathered together, transforming from minced meat back into a complete human form.
When the body becomes whole again, the wandering soul returns to its place and the dead open their eyes again.
The creatures of Hell lying on the ground sang in unison, a song more powerful than that of the mermaids.
Forget it, forget it.
Fears are all illusions.
Death is just a moment.
Humans, forget it!
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