The distant mountains were shrouded in darkness, with red light flickering and arcs of electricity gleaming.
In the nearby black forest, faint phosphorescent lights flickered, blood-red streams flowed through piles of rubble, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur, blood, and burning. One breath made my trachea and lungs feel extremely hot.
This is hell!
In the middle of the rubble pile, there is a large black castle. Construction is still underway around it. A group of ragged green-skinned imps are carrying cut stones and pushing wooden carts into the construction site.
These green-skinned imps are the inferior demons from the lowest level of hell. They have a protruding horn on their foreheads and look quite similar to the goblins that are the daily necessities of female magicians, knights, and priests.
The supervisor was also an acquaintance, the evolved species of the goblin - the troll.
Wayne stood on the watchtower above the castle, leaning down to look at the busy construction site below, his handsome face full of sadness.
He didn't understand why Soskna could do it when the Lord of Jealousy couldn't.
Based on the fluctuations in the surrounding space, I roughly understood something.
Soskna reached hell with his mind and gained a piece of territory there. With the castle at his feet as the center, it radiated over an area of 500 kilometers. He was considered a lord, not too big or too small.
He himself has not arrived in hell, but his thoughts have always been there. His body is connected to hell and moves the space where Wayne is to hell.
It was a very thankless job. The main body was severely damaged and Hell's mental clone died instantly.
It was originally a trump card used to save his life in case he met the real owner when stealing things and couldn't find a way to escape. He was beaten by Wayne to the point of doubting his life, and in anger he used the trump card on Wayne.
The devils in hell cannot use this trick. The life in the abyss is also affected by the seal of heaven because the abyss has become the back garden of hell, and its cost-effectiveness is greatly reduced.
When used on your own side, you need the cooperation of your teammates and be defenseless throughout the process; when used on the enemy, your own realm of cultivation must be higher than that of the enemy.
Wayne just met this requirement. Even though he was fighting one against five and pinning down demigods like Soskna, in terms of realm, Soskna was a genuine demigod.
"As expected, Jiang is still the old one. These demigods always plan for defeat before planning for victory. They always put their lives first in everything."
Wayne shook his head repeatedly. He was flying side by side with the archangel yesterday, but today he fell into hell. The psychological gap was too big and the experience was extremely bad.
He had already come, and he just wanted to leave immediately.
There is only one way to return to the human world from hell: open the gate of hell!
"I used to be on the front line blocking the Gate of Hell, but now I have to find ways to open the Gate of Hell. What is this... a boomerang?" Wayne looked strange.
Looking at the bright side, he doesn't have to open the gates of hell completely. As long as he puts his mind into the human world and goes to Windsorendan to find Heshuno, the archangel will have a clear path to the human world and hell, and will naturally bring him back from hell to the human world.
The key lies in how to let thoughts enter the human world.
The devils have studied this subject for many years, and each of them has unique skills and has summarized a complete set of processes.
Wayne doesn't need to think too much, he can just go and learn from others and draw some lessons.
But first…
"Break the bottleneck of the demigod first!"
Wayne's body sank and fell five hundred meters below the castle. He bathed in magma and began to impact the golden triangle in his body.
The Golden Triangle is the symbol of the Golden Mage and the Legendary Mage. Gold is the starting point, the beginning of laying a solid foundation, and legend is the sedimentation, a process of learning a lot of knowledge.
After consolidating the foundation and accumulating the accumulation of experience and completing the transition stage, you can break through the bottleneck, try to challenge the realm of demigod, and truly transcend life.
Wayne examined the unusually strong golden triangle in his body and thought to himself that it was stable.
If it were any other legendary wizard, exposed to such a huge amount of knowledge at once, the Golden Triangle would lose balance and collapse on the spot, and the legendary wizard would become a vegetable in the collapse.
It has nothing to do with whether the knowledge is clean or polluted. It is not good to know too much.
Golden Triangle: Life, Emptiness, and Self.
To explain it in the simplest way, it can be understood as the essence of life, knowledge, and thinking. When a large amount of knowledge pours in, the thinking cannot handle it. Excessive knowledge will change the essence of life and then affect the thinking.
It's like a chain reaction of dominoes. Thinking completely collapses, the essence of life is repeatedly suppressed by knowledge, and eventually becomes the appearance of knowledge.
This is almost the same as the pollution of the life realm, or the granting of evolution, in terms of results.
The difference is that the life domain is an active skill. The demigod will create followers according to the situation and will not feed them too much at once and starve them to death.
The golden triangle in Wayne's body is too stable. Knowledge has always been catching up with the essence of life and thinking. Unless the ancient god says a few words to him in person, the essence of his life will not change.
It will only move forward along the evolutionary path!
What he had to do now was to take out all the information about the laws in the Book of Greed, and severely damaged the Golden Triangle with one blow, completely crushing it and integrating it into one.
Demigod is a whole, in which life, emptiness and self are integrated into one, a universe with an independent self, and a life that is separated from the meaning of mortals.
Wayne had studied this point many times on Heshuno and his mind had recorded a large amount of data.
As long as there is homework to copy, it is not difficult for him.
If he fails, there is only one possibility: he doesn't have enough knowledge for free!
…
Two days later, it was June 1st in the God-chosen Continent.
A pale figure stepped out of the magma, with a faint breath, as if transparent. Its existence can be perceived by the naked eye, but will be subconsciously ignored, and cannot be captured by perception.
Wayne's body shook, and he returned to the world and became real.
The luck was extremely good. The investments of Idnes, Galer, and Shiluke, the knowledge gained from the Sword of the Abyss, and the entire legacy of the Life Alliance just broke the stable golden triangle.
Not even close.
If Wayne had not made a fortune in the Papal States and had not arranged to pick up the Philosopher's Stone of the Church of Death, he would have inevitably failed in his attempt to reach the bottleneck of becoming a demigod.
"Even a demigod needs so many resources. Where can I get the resources if I become a god?"
Is it empty?
Wayne sighed, the void is not bad, the void is the source of knowledge, and it stores countless information laws. But his appetite is too big, the dishes in the void are exquisite, and the serving speed is slow, so he will only get hungrier and hungrier.
After much thought, I still have to flee the goddesses.
"There's also Heaven and Hell, the Golden Rule, and the Seven Deadly Sins, and I haven't finished them yet!"
Wayne frowned and thought, maybe going to hell is a good thing. If he wants to make progress, he will have to go to hell sooner or later.
He wanted to learn knowledge, and the demons just happened to have knowledge. What a coincidence!
"As for heaven, it's even simpler. When the reincarnated angels find the real Son of God, I can hug Hexiunuo's thigh and hitch a ride to heaven."
Wayne thought to himself that it was not a big problem. After pondering for a moment, he decided to give the seven demon kings a try. After finding out their strengths, he would be able to assess his own abilities.
If the seven devils are vulnerable, it is an indisputable truth that evil has never triumphed over good since ancient times. Wayne is upright and vows to carry out the truth to the end.
If the Seven Demon Kings still have their true value, be tolerant for now and avoid their sharp edge. A real man can become a great man only if he can bend and stretch. This is the truth of wisdom.
Wayne's figure flashed and turned into Soskna's appearance, and his body floated to the construction site.
"You, the evil goblin... that's you. Stop looking and come here so I can ask you a few questions."
"My Lord, I am not an evil goblin. This place used to be the territory of the Lord of Gluttony."
"That's the Gluttonous Goblin, all the same."
"I'm not Gob..."
"Enough of that, Gluttonous Troll, you're talking too much nonsense!"
Wayne waved his hand to interrupt, and with a burst of thought, he got the answer he wanted with his excellent eloquence and outstanding appearance.
Firstly, this is the territory of the Lord of Gluttony. Secondly, there has been a war going on recently and the situation is very chaotic.
Hell has always been a place of simplicity and chaos. War and chaos are part of the regional culture and are the number one selling point for hell's cultural and tourism promotion.
But this time it was different. Gluttony and Wrath, two of the Seven Demon Kings, suddenly bordered each other, violated the non-aggression treaty, annexed the small territory in the buffer zone, and fought fiercely.
Usually they were just minor fights, with the Seven Demon Kings pretending to be righteous from a high position, but suddenly they personally took action, causing panic among the people for a while.
The Lord of Lust's territory is also full of yellow hearts. The Lord of Lust, who has countless desires to be his master, has not shown up for a long time. The devils who are controlled by beauty are going crazy.
It's not over yet. The Lord of Jealousy's territory has been in chaos recently. The great Lord of Clowns, the Lord of Fun, and the Lord of Hell's Jokes are furious and vow to fight to the death with the Lord of Pride. He is currently being rubbed.
I can't beat him, but I still refuse to give in!
Five of the seven demon kings have become chaotic, leaving only the territories of the two demon kings, Laziness and Greed, relatively stable.
Let's not talk about the Lord of Laziness, he is too lazy to move.
The Lord of Greed is different. Seeing wars happening everywhere, he thinks it is profitable and jumps back and forth between gluttony and rage, helping whoever offers the highest price.
It can be said that because the seven devils were moving, the remaining devils among the seventy-two devils had to move, 6/7 places were fighting, and the whole hell was in chaos.
"A friend of mine wants to hear this segment which explains in detail the Lord of Fun and the number one joke in hell." Wayne was beaming with joy, his intuition telling him that this segment would be very exciting.
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"My Lord, I don't know many jokes. You can go ask next door."
"Who's next door?"
"The Blood Lord N'Gei Ma."
"So it was him..."
Wayne raised his eyebrows. The Blood Tyrant Ngueima was an old acquaintance.
Don't bother two people with one thing, just pick him.
Wayne decided to have some fun first, no, to test the quality of Ngeima first and evaluate the level of the top devils in hell under the Seven Demon Kings.
In order to avoid the Seven Demon Kings being too valuable, he rushed over headfirst and happily gained a big brother on the spot.
Wayne touched Soskna's big bald head, jumped into the air, and headed for the distant sea of blood.
While in mid-air, a thought suddenly occurred to me: “Wait, did I forget something?”
Wayne frowned and thought for a moment, then he remembered that he seemed to have forgotten a very important person.
Bat Demon!!
The Bat Demon had been missing for almost two years and fell into hell as soon as he was born. Wayne did not have a deep impression of him. Referring to the Bat Demon's weak strength, he suspected that this unfortunate child was dead.
He tried to sense it and was surprised to find that the bat demon was still alive. However, due to the long distance and extremely poor signal, his perception was intermittent.
Wayne tried to switch the bat demon's vision to see the surrounding situation clearly, but the signal was not good and he could only hear short and low whimpering screams.
The view is blocked and I can't see anything.
Carefully sensing the condition of the bat demon, the result was not very good. It was stuck in the mud and dragged by a huge suction force, as if it had fallen into the hell of reincarnation, rising and falling, swaying in the wind and rain, and unable to respond to the call.
"What a terrible situation. It seems very tricky... Is it sealed?"
Wayne frowned. No matter what, the Bat Demon was his incarnation, so he had to find a way to rescue him.
"First, go to the Blood Tyrant's territory to find out the truth. If possible, find another demon king to test the truth. Finally, fish out the Bat Demon and find a way to return to the human world."
Wayne quickly finalized the plan, and after a few flashes, he arrived at a sea of blood.
The blood waves were rolling, but there was no white foam. Instead, the shimmering water was filled with a thick bloody smell.
In the sea of blood that symbolizes pain and sin, ship fragments are rolling, canvases are stained with blood, and everything is dirty. A huge wave rises and the broken limbs and remains of unknown creatures are thrown into the air.
The simple and crude fear, using massive amounts of blood plasma to create a strong visual impact, causes people to feel very uncomfortable physically and psychologically.
Wayne covered his mouth and nose and stopped breathing. Compared with the pungent smell of hell, the smog in London could be considered a pleasure.
There is a fragrance of industrial pollution, the smell of civilization.
Freedom and class!
Sea of blood and the like, it's too primitive.
"You devils, you don't even know how to do marketing, yet you expect mortals to yearn for hell. Learn from heaven. The same seven deadly sins, but you package them as seven virtues."
Wayne complained in his heart, saying that hell was far inferior to heaven and even inferior to the human world.
If he were one of the Seven Demon Kings, he would definitely find a way to move to the human world.
"Hey, is this the reason why the devil is greedy for the human world?"
Wayne was delighted and waved his hand to create a ball of electricity. The blazing white light danced at his fingertips. As he pressed his palm down suddenly, countless thunders fell from the sky.
Boom————
The air suddenly sank, and then there was a violent wail. Thousands of lightning pillars illuminated the space of the sea of blood like daylight, making a deafening roar and piercing straight into the sea of blood.
Looking from afar, the sky and the earth were covered in white. The terrifying thunder tore the sea of blood into pieces of varying sizes with a devastating force. The aftermath spread to the distance, pushing open a series of angular branches of electricity.
After the loud bang, most of the blood evaporated, turning into a charred and sticky substance like jelly, and the bloody smell in the air became even stronger.
“Who is——”
A roar came from the depths of the sea of blood, and an angry beast rose into the air on the waves. It was huge, covered with dark green scales. Its majestic body was like a mountain, and its two scarlet eyes stared at Wayne.
Bloody Lord Ngeima!
Ngeima is the child of the Lord of Greed. He looks like a dragon, can control blood, is born with immense power, and ranks high among the seventy-two demon kings.
Wayne didn't think so. He didn't see many characteristics of a dragon, but characteristics of a crocodile were everywhere. He would like to call him a crocodile man.
"Who are you?"
When Ngeima saw Wayne, he was stunned for a moment.
Such a powerful force could not possibly belong to an unknown person, but he was very sure that he had never seen this face in Hell.
"You don't know me?"
Wayne was also stunned, pointing to the neighboring territory: "Soskena, your neighbor, the little brother that the Lord of Gluttony just took in, do you remember him?"
"Soskna..."
Ngeima changed into a human form, his body suspended in the air, and sneered: "So you are the little lord next door. What, do you think you are very strong and want to challenge me for fame?"
"No, I just want to beat you to death, or be beaten to death by you."
Wayne shrugged. "Considering that you're dead, the land is just sitting there unused anyway. I'll take it all."
"You are quite arrogant."
Ngeima sneered repeatedly. Behind him, one by one, his familiars emerged from the sea of blood. Their auras were strong and weak, and there were over a hundred of them.
Hell is worthy of being an advanced map comparable to Heaven. Even the weakest familiar under Ngueima has the destructive power of a legendary wizard on earth.
Wayne took a quick glance at it and didn't take it seriously. The familiar was forged by the pollution of Ngueima, and once it was formed, it was fixed, with zero room for improvement.
They look powerful, but they are actually cannon fodder. They are OK to be used to show off, but when they meet opponents of the same level, they have to stand away and act as the atmosphere group.
However, these little things are so ugly that they don’t even look like human beings.
"Soskna, right? You're a newcomer and you don't have the guts to challenge me. Tell me, who's behind you? Who ordered you to come and provoke me?"
Before fighting, Ngueima wanted to ask clearly.
The devil has many tricks. There is nothing he cannot do, especially frame-up. The devil has been iterating its technology for many years and is almost getting out of hand.
"No one ordered me to do that... Never mind, you definitely won't believe this."
Wayne said straightforwardly: "Since you have seen through me, I will not hide it. I am here on the orders of the Lord of Gluttony to take your life and seize your territory."
“It is indeed so!”
Ngeima was not surprised. The Lord of Gluttony had been expanding like crazy recently. His two good allies, the Lord of the Night Setolas and the Queen of the Abyss Spiders Maltia, had suffered greatly from him. They did not want to have a head-on conflict with the Lord of Gluttony, so they ceded land and paid compensation, giving up a large piece of territory.
The power of the devil is closely related to the amount of territory. Because of the shrinking territory, Setolas and Maltia have been much more low-key when they meet him recently.
Now, it's finally his turn!
You should come. If you don’t come, you will look down on others!
Ngeima looked at Wayne and sneered, "Newcomer, do you know what excuses the Lord of Gluttony used to annex the surrounding small territories?"
"Oh, is there any explanation?"
"Hahaha, you dare to work for him without knowing anything."
Ngeima laughed loudly. “Let me tell you, he will send one of his subordinates to provoke the surrounding small lords, and then, no matter what the result, he will forcibly invade in the name of the missing demon.”
Wayne: (a`a)
What the hell is this?
Hey, this is really a ghost operation!
"When the Lord of Gluttony dies a few of his servants, he will gain several territories. You are not the first, and you will not be the last. You seem to be quite strong and have the potential for self-evolution. Have you ever considered going out on your own?" Ngeima asked enthusiastically.
It could be seen as an attempt to sow discord, or it could be seen as the truth. If possible, Ngueima did not want to conflict with the Lord of Gluttony at this critical juncture.
The Gate of Hell's plan failed, and he was unable to become stronger by plundering the territory and faith of the human world. In order to realize the great devil's lifelong dream, he has been very low-key in recent times.
Keep a low profile and wait for opportunities.
Fortunately, I caught up with this rare opportunity that comes once in a thousand years.
Hell has been having a bad year lately, and no one knows what evil has happened, but the demons are fighting like crazy, especially Gluttony and Wrath, who are fighting without mercy and really intend to kill each other.
There will be a vacancy among the seven demon kings, maybe one vacancy or maybe two.
The dream was right before his eyes, and Ngueima didn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Seeing that Wayne didn't say anything, he continued: "You are a dog for the Lord of Gluttony, and you are destined to have a bad ending. The most important thing for a devil is freedom. Without freedom, the brilliant achievements belong to the master instead of yourself. You should understand this truth."
"That makes sense, but the Lord of Gluttony is too strong. If I don't deal with you, he will deal with me. After thinking about it, I can only let you suffer."
“Arrogant!”
Ngeima snorted coldly. He was the child of the devil and was destined not to be too smart. He had been too smart just now. It was time to return to his bad-tempered and brainless personality.
The Blood Lord waved his hand, and his servants rushed towards Wayne one by one.
He used blood magic to make Wayne's blood run wild, but failed, so he started a simple hand-to-hand combat.
Wayne waved his hand and condensed a dark scimitar, leisurely moving through the encirclement. Every time he raised his hand and swung the knife, a head would fly into the sky.
The headless corpse fell into the sea of blood, causing raging waves. Not long after, the demon came back to life and was surrounded again.
Wayne let out a light exclamation. He had no authority over the territories of Hell, and it was impossible for outsiders to obtain a Hell residence permit. He guessed that this was one of the uses of authority.
While Wayne was surprised, Ngueima was also wondering where the Lord of Gluttony found such a powerful demigod. Judging from his situation, he could only defeat him if he used all his strength.
Also, if you are so strong, why do you want to be a dog for others? It would be much happier to be a leader yourself.
Seeing that the familiar was of no use, Ngueima roared and went on the field himself, while sending a message to call his two allies.
We agreed to advance and retreat together. Now is not the time to watch the show.
boom!!
The dark scimitar collided with the bloody sword, and a surge of air waves roared and spread out.
The fierce wind calmed the raging sea, ruffled the blood-red clouds in the sky, and created a shock wave visible to the naked eye, sweeping the surrounding familiars away.
As soon as they started fighting, Ngueima realized that this was a stronger opponent than he had ever faced in his life and he had to strike hard.
He looked ferocious, with fine scales all over his face and a mouth full of fangs. "I understand. You work for Gluttony. Gluttony promised to be your equal. You want to be the big devil!"
No, I just want to go home and fix the Archangel.
With a crisp sound, the dark scimitar in Wayne's hand broke. Its quality was too poor to fight against the weapon in Ngueima's hand.
"New guy, if you want to be the big devil and commit the seven deadly sins, you have to get past me first!"
The boundless sea of blood rose up, the bloody aura filled the vast sea of blood, and the restless blood rolled like boiling water.
Ngueima's momentum soared at one point, and with the help of the authority of the territory, he reached an incredible and exaggerated level.
The power was so terrifying that it surpassed any enemy Wayne had ever faced before.
The power of authority made him particularly greedy, and he wondered how to get a residence in hell. The image of the bat demon popped up in his mind, and he realized that he had already settled in hell almost two years ago.
There are no despicable outsiders, only honest locals!
The blood sword slashed down, and the terrifying pressure stirred up the turbulence of space, directly affecting Wayne's perception and making him unable to capture Engei Ma's location.
When the crisis came, a black light appeared in Wayne's hand, and he met it with the Sword of the Abyss.
clang!!
The sound of metal clashing against each other was deafening.
The sheer brute force created a terrifying wave. A big hole was poked in the blood cloud in the sky. The clouds spread rapidly in all directions. The blood sea below sank rapidly. The impact spread to the edge of the blood sea, and a tsunami wave swept down violently.
The two figures collided violently in the sky. From the initial back and forth, it gradually turned into Wayne suppressing Ngueima.
When he first advanced, he had some misunderstandings about his own strength, but after using Ngueima as a reference and getting out of that misunderstanding, he realized that he is now really strong.
Ngeima roared continuously and became more and more frightened as the battle went on. Thinking that his dream was about to come true, but it was someone else who was realizing the dream, his murderous intent surged. He fought and retreated until he came to the edge of the territory of his two allies.
Don't look at it anymore, the idea is difficult, let's try it together!
Two figures rose into the air, displaying a powerful aura that was no weaker than that of Ngueima. One was black, the other purple, and they were also devils that Wayne was familiar with.
The Lord of the Night, Setolas!
Abyss Spider Queen Maltia!
The two top-ranked demon kings looked solemn, surprised that Engei Ma was at a disadvantage in the fight, and even more surprised that Gluttony had such a powerful familiar under his command.
"Why did you two come just now?" Ngeima asked angrily.
"observe."
"ambush."
The two devils turned the tables and blamed Ngueima for lack of patience, which led to the failure of the tactic before it was even executed.
The devil's words could not be believed. Ngueima snorted coldly and said no more. He pointed his sword at Wayne and said, "Let's attack together. If he doesn't die today, we will have another Seven Deadly Sins to blame in the future. No one can turn the tables!"
Setolas said nothing, his face was expressionless and no one knew what he was thinking.
Martyr did not say anything. She looked at the muscular Wayne and licked her purple lipstick, wanting to test the other party's abilities. If he had any special skills, she could recommend him to her master, the Lord of Lust.
Don't spend all day drinking puffs with that bat. Open your eyes and look at the outside world. There are plenty of devils with seven or eight legs.
"Damn it, talk to you two!"
"Ngeima, it's a mess out there right now, and when you're a devil you have to be peaceful."
"That's right, you are a child of greed. Gluttony is at war with Wrath, and he dare not do anything to you. You have to cede some territory and spend money to avoid disaster. This is what a mature devil should do."
“…”
Which side do you two stand on?
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