(It's almost finished. I'll try not to split it into chapters recently. The word count hasn't changed.)
Before the steel gates of hell, the space, like a furnace, was eerily silent.
The heat waves in the air hissed, and the restless flames flickered and crackled.
It seemed that Victor's words silenced all the gods.
After a long time,
Several chaotic and muffled, startling laughs echoed throughout the entire hell.
The laughter seemed to blend various tones, filled with intense emotion, making one's ears ring and heart tremble.
But this time,
Their laughter was no longer just mocking Viktor's arrogance, no longer purely sarcastic or disdainful.
Rather, it was a mask filled with anger and fervor, a mask for intense emotional turmoil.
Even though he possesses the abilities of all sixth-tier professions and has the skill to break into the gates of hell.
He is still just a human being.
How dare a mere human claim to want to slaughter gods?
Who gave him this courage?
The gods were furious; the gods laughed wildly.
At this moment, all the gods, whether from the heavens or the underworld, set aside their old differences and hatreds.
They stood on the same side and shared the same ideas.
"Very good, human."
The words, filled with anger and authority, tolled like a giant bell, carrying with them a raging inferno.
It makes one feel a chill run down their spine and break out in a cold sweat.
"I hope the strength you demonstrate matches your arrogance."
As the roar subsided, the gates of hell swung open instantly.
At the same time, the heavy steel began to separate and disintegrate.
Gears turned, chains tangled, and a powerful burst of flame erupted from within the door.
Crazy and dangerous.
The heat wave shot into the air instantly, and a thick stream of heat rushed towards Victor.
The intense heat instantly made him feel the immense danger behind the door, as if an extremely terrifying aura lurked behind the gates of hell, waiting to take his life.
As the gates of hell opened, the laughter of the gods grew even fiercer and more furious.
They even started openly making bets.
It is speculated that Victor would not even be able to cross the River Styx, as he would be thrown into the river by its guardians.
Later, they watched silently as Victor confidently walked into the gates of hell, hands in his pockets.
The laughter of the gods finally subsided.
They watched silently as Victor's figure gradually disappeared into the flames, as if he were being completely swallowed by the gates of hell.
Immediately afterwards, a fierce, extremely dangerous voice echoed from within the Gates of Hell.
"My underworld never rejects warriors."
"I will make an exception and begin the trial for you."
"I accept your challenge."
Boom boom boom—
As these words were spoken, the entire underworld trembled violently.
The vast steel-clad land and the lava bedrock collapsed and deformed together, and the viscous magma began to solidify and break apart.
Flames rose and flickered, like bursts of enthusiastic fireworks celebrating this hellish spectacle.
The underworld welcomed an unprecedented human hero.
...
The moment Victor stepped through the gates of Hell,
A thunderous cheer erupted from the audience.
The entire arena trembled violently, and lava sprayed everywhere from the surrounding area due to the impact of the sound waves.
Flames roared and the sky trembled.
The seemingly endless, towering stands erupted in waves of excitement.
Above, there were countless blue-green ghosts.
They stretched out their bodies, waved their arms, and watched with great excitement this challenger from the human world.
The cheers and applause came like a tidal wave, one wave after another.
Near the Gates of Hell,
A burly man with dark skin and a thick, dark beard was standing at the top of the audience seats.
He stood high above, on the extremely spacious central throne.
He gazed down at Victor, then suddenly swept his cloak, a surge of majesty and ferocity erupting from him.
"Humans, once you come to my territory, you must abide by the rules of the underworld."
"If you wish to challenge me, you must first defeat the gods of hell."
Having said that, he turned around, gave a cold snort, and glanced sideways at Viktor.
"I will wait for you in the deepest part of the underworld."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of crimson flames emerged from his body. In the blink of an eye, his body transformed into a flickering ball of flame, which shot straight into the sky and disappeared without a trace.
Upon hearing this, the many spirits present were incredibly excited, their emotions soaring even higher, and their cheers growing even louder.
The underworld has not witnessed such a grand occasion in a very long time.
Since the Heavenly Realm and the Underworld ceased their conflict, the Hell Trials also came to an end.
These souls, who can only stay in hell and do nothing, have lost a great deal of fun.
Finally, the gates of hell, which had been quiet for a thousand years, were reopened by the arrival of a human.
Therefore, every ghost present harbored a deep curiosity and anticipation for Victor.
After all, the trials they had seen before were all about humans running towards the gates of hell.
These creatures running from the gates of hell into the depths of hell are something they've never seen before in all their years of life.
Thus, this human being with unclear motives and actions that defied common sense ignited the passion of many departed souls.
They were incredibly excited and couldn't wait to see this human fight.
Finally, amidst cheers and shouts of excitement, the first god emerged from the passageway of the arena.
“Arrogant human, I have heard everything you said clearly.”
The sound was hoarse and shrill, like the wind whistling through a broken window, sharp and mournful.
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