When, in the middle of fate, the demon kings and humans are lost in a dark forest, how difficult it is to explain the wilderness, seriousness and desert of that forest!

As soon as I saw it, I was afraid of death.

They didn't know how the demon kings and humans had come into that forest, but they had lost their path when they had chased Cyra to this place in the midst of the confusion.

Then they went to the side of the forest, and the fearful thoughts still held their hearts, and suddenly they came to the foot of a hill, and the top of the hill was already covered with sunshine, which was the light that illuminated all journeys.

A moment of fright, at this time you can be a little relieved.

When I came out of the forest, I looked back at the ghostly and foggy.

Therefore, when the demon kings and humans were frightened, they also looked back on the way they came and realized that the road was sinister and not the living.

In the dark forest, there is not a single ray of sunlight, and there are countless mass particles such as carbon dioxide from the forest, condensed in the sky above the vast forest.

These group particles fluttered in the wind, echoing the sound of the wind in the shadow of the tree on the top of Uncle Takagi's crown, and emitted a sonatous chorus

Always full

Or it is a false loss

Abominable life

Sometimes hard-hearted

Sometimes he cares and soothes

It's like a game

Sometimes hard-hearted

Sometimes he cares and soothes

It's like a game

Poor

power

Melted by it like ice and snow

Holy

Holy, the Messiah

Holy, Messiah

The mass granules began to form one after another

The group of elk gathers, the sky is vast and the sky is boundless.

Soon it hung over the heads of the demon kings and humans

It was still

The Demon Kings and Humans looked up at the divine power that had destroyed Mars

See them chanting and completing low-dimensional unfolding

The Lord has turned me into an instrument of peace

Sow love where hatred sows and forgiveness where it hurts

Sow confidence where doubt sows and hope where disappointment

Sow light where dark and joy where sad

The world melts in flawless and endless light

The fragile living leaves burn together, brighter than the cold stars

These low-dimensional destructive hydrogen bombs soon reached the heads of the demon kings and humans, and countless chaos, anger, and revenge poured out.

Instantly, Satan, the ancient king of hell, rose from the walls of his huge body, out of the lake of fire, and each arm dragged the dragon that floated backwards, like two slopes, with a pointed tail and two huge waves, and in the middle was a strong valley of a huge body, and then he stretched his wings and flew high, struggling to cut through the dim air that felt unusually heavy, until he resisted all the nuclear bombs within his wing.

Satan turned back to the human and said.

"From now on how we can do the most harm to our enemies, how we can remedy our losses, how we can win this terrible catastrophe, what reinforcements we can win from hope, or what answers we can find out of despair, I already have the answer."

"Now you go to Hell and go to the bottomless pit to find that Lord Lucifer, as long as his power can join forces with us, he will definitely be able to destroy these angels in the sky!"

At this very moment, that human was sent to hell!

The first circle of hell, the awaiting place

A loud thunder shook Luo Xiaoyi's sleeping mind, as if he had been suddenly woken up. Luo Xiaoyi's eyes were hazy, and he looked around, wondering where he was.

I found myself in the abyss of distress, in which there were endless mournful voices, and when they came together, they were like thunder. This abyss was so dim, so secret, and so cloudy, that I couldn't tell anything when I looked down.

Luo Xiaoyi walked forward in the dark, on this road, from the sense of hearing, there was no complaint, only sighing, that is, the sigh shook the bleak air, it came from a group of men, women, children, although these souls were depressed, but there was no pain.

So, what the hell is going on? Luo Xiaoyi approached these souls and asked.

"We are not guilty, and there are those of us who have made merits, but it is still not enough, because we have not been baptized, and this is the door to your faith. Because we were born before Jesus Christ, we are not in the right way to honor God, and because of this one shortcoming, there is no other kind of error, we are sent here, and our only sorrow is to live in desire without hope. This is the "Waiting Judgment House", and our ascent has not yet been decided. ”

Luo Xiaoyi followed these souls to speak, did not stop on the road, passing by a wood, which was inhabited by all kinds of ghosts, in a firelight area, Luo Xiaoyi saw four big shadows come forward, looking at their spirits, neither sad nor joyful. Luo Xiaoyi looked at the big shadow walking in front of the other three people with a sword, and recognized him as Homer, the king of poetry, and one behind him was the poet Horace, the third was Ovid, and the other was Lucanus.

So Luo Xiaoyi saw the noble faction in the poetry country, the poems of this faction were like flying eagles, overriding everything, they talked for a while, and turned to sing to Luo Xiaoyi to pay respect.

Homer: Green ant new brew

Horace: Little Red Clay Stove

Ovid: It's late and you want snow

Lucanus: You can have a drink of nothing

Good poems, good poems, Luo Xiaoyi followed the four of them to the firelight, talking all the way, these words were inconvenient to write, so he had to remain silent.

Walking in front of a noble castle, with a seven-story high wall and a shallow moat around it, Luo Xiaoyi accompanied these philosophers into the seven-fold gate, and arrived at a green meadow, where there were many people, all of whom were level-eyed and authoritative, and they spoke little and their voices were soft.

Luo Xiaoyi walked to an open-air, bright, and raised place, because this could give them an unobstructed view, in front of him, on the green grass, the souls of many heroes and great men were revealed, and Luo Xiaoyi felt very honored in his heart to be able to bow to the grand event.

Seeing Caesar in military uniform, Luo Xiaoyi asked for an autograph for his "Gallic Wars", and Caesar replied that it might not be the right time to do so.

Seeing Plato, Luo Xiaoyi hurriedly asked Atlantis what was going on, and Plato replied that it seemed probable, but it was not necessarily possible.

See Euclid. When asked why there is such a fateful subject as calculus, Euclid replied: Fortunately, I have come to the waiting room, and I will not encounter the question you said.

Of course, there are many, many souls in the grass, and I can't write these people out one by one, I can only say that "paper is short and things are long".

So Luo Xiaoyi walked out of this quiet place and returned to the place of chaos.

In the middle of the noble castle sat a minos with gnashing teeth, who examined the souls that came in, condemned them, and sent them to the place of punishment. When a soul comes in, it has to confess its faults one by one. So the judge wrapped his tail around them, and the number of circles he circled was the number of circles of hell that the prisoners had reached, and many of the prisoners crowded in front of him, and they confessed their faults one by one, and listened to them, until at last they were blown away without a trace by the whirlwind.

Seeing Luo Xiaoyi, Minos stopped working and opened his mouth, "Do you also come to this troubled place!" How did you get in? Who did you get permission for? Don't think that the gates of hell are big enough to break into. ”

"Why all the fuss, Satan told me to go to the bottomless pit to find a friend, you don't have to say more." Luo Xiaoyi showed his permission token.

Minos stopped his judgment, straightened the somewhat crooked crown on his huge skull, and curled up his cold, thick tail suspiciously.

"The gates of hell are really wide open now, making the situation here chaotic, if you want to go, remember to follow the right ruler."

Luo Xiaoyi left the castle, left the place of light, and entered the dark realm again.

Circle 2: Soul in the Lust Field.

Luo Xiaoyi began to hear the miserable sounds, and when he was attacked by weeping, he went to a place where there was no light, like the sea, where the wind was blowing, and the turmoil of hell never stopped, and many ghosts were floating, sowing, and turning upside down, and sometimes hitting the cliff, and crying bitterly. These criminal laws are imposed on the promiscuous, who have succumbed to carnal desires and have forgotten reason, like crows blown by the cold wind in the winter sky, and these sinful souls float east and west for a while, up and down, not to say that there is no possibility of stillness, not even hope of slowing down. They are like autumn swallows far away from their hometowns, with mournful voices and piercing hearts.

Luo Xiaoyi recognized a figure at a glance in his wandering soul, and after a while, the wind blew him to his side, and Luo Xiaoyi shouted loudly, "Sleepy soul, if no one is in your way, please come here and say a few words to me!" ”

Like a pigeon that has been called back to its nest, the soul leaves the ranks and flies through the treacherous storm.

"Peaceful, good living man, you have passed through such a dark place to visit me. Remember what happened to me, for you will have pity for my misfortune! ”

"Tell me what happened to you, John. Mr. Kennedy. ”

"My death, the destruction of my body, are dominated by evil Freemasonry and political forces hidden in the darkness。。。。。。。。"

In the raging tide, Kennedy's words intermittently reached Luo Xiaoyi's ears.

"Actually, Mr. Kennedy, I just want to know if Monroe died at your hands, please tell me at this moment!"

Kennedy's soul seemed to be using his body to complete a grim mockery, twisted like a reflection on a wave, and drifted away in a sinister laugh along the fierce wind.

"Maybe you really deserved to die!" Luo Xiaoyi left the furious tide.

The third circle: the soul who has committed the sin of gluttony

New punishments, new souls, are everywhere.

It was a perpetual cold rain, the texture and weight of which remained the same, and in the dim air there were large hailstones and snowballs, and the rain was so foul that the ground was muddy and foul-smelling.

Kerbolus was a vicious and terrible devil, with three heads, barking at the ghosts like a dog, its eyes were blazing, its beard was black, its belly was large, and its hands were clawed, and when it caught the ghosts, he tore them apart, and the rain, snow, and hail constantly hit them, and made them cry incessantly, and the only way to relieve their pain was to toss and turn on the ground, and to change from side to side.

When Kerblus saw Luo Xiaoyi, it opened its mouth wide, revealing its long teeth, and its limbs suddenly tensed.

Luo Xiaoyi put his hand into his pocket, grabbed a piece of Master Kong's comb biscuit, and threw it at its mouth.

Like a dog, it barked like a dog, nothing more than food, and now that it had something in its mouth, it was silent, or else it would roar like thunder, and the ears of all the ghosts would be deafening.

Luo Xiaoyi walked past the soul team that was beaten by the rain, although he chose the open space and stepped on his feet, he always seemed to step on his body. The souls were all lying on the ground, and there was only one of them, and when Luo Xiaoyi walked past him, he suddenly sat up, "Oh! You have come to hell, do you know me? ”

"Recognize, you're the fat guy who was killed in the sixteenth episode of the third season, we met at the scene of the crime." Luo Xiaoyi replied condescendingly.

"Don't you wonder why I recognize you?" The fat man was curious.

"Energy is conserved, matter is indestructible, it must be your soul wandering at the scene of the crime, I didn't expect to see a high school student appear, I thought it was very strange, so remember me" Luo Xiaoyi squatted down and looked at the fat man.

The fat man scratched his head, and opened his mouth with endless grievances, "Because of the appetite, if you commit the crime of gluttony, you have to have this punishment of rain, and I am not the only one who commits this kind of crime, and the same crime will be punished the same." ”

"But I just don't understand, it's all my business! I'm just a victim, I'm not religious, I'm going to be sent to hell for Mao? The fat man had tears rolling down his eyes.

"That's right, the sin that killed you is a leader of hell, so you have something to do with hell, and then you were sent here." Luo Xiaoyi's mouth is warm.

The fat man continued to scratch his head, "Why am I so unlucky, I haven't messed with anyone, I haven't messed with anyone, what is all this for?" ”

"Fate is so arranged, it's always helpless!" Luo Xiaoyi spread his hands and stood up.

"When will I be reincarnated as a human and start all over again?" The fat man looked at Luo Xiaoyi with teary eyes.

"I guess it's going to be soon, maybe the formalities in hell are relatively long, and you insist on it. Come on! ”

After Luo Xiaoyi left the fat man far away, he recited words in this rainstorm space:

"Until the trumpet of the angels is sounded, sinners will not wake up again, and when the supreme authority comes, every soul will see his desolate tomb again, and put on his flesh again, and return to his original form, and rise up to hear the judgment that rings forever."

"Swing Bessatan, swing Bessatan, Aleber!" There was a thunderclap on the ground, and a loud noise sounded in Luo Xiaoyi's ears.

Luo Xiaoyi was so frightened that he jumped three feet high and landed on the ground, looked around, ready to meet the enemy!

"Don't be nervous, your own people!" A huge darkness lurking in the unknown quickly shrank into a human form and appeared in front of Luo Xiaoyi.

"You are?" Luo Xiaoyi noticed that there were two ¥-shaped horns on the forehead of the visitor.

"Mammon, one cannot serve two masters. It's not about hating this and loving that, or valuing this and ignoring that. You cannot serve God and mammon. I am the Mammon. Mammon smiled kindly at Luo Xiaoyi.

Luo Xiaoyi looked at it again, and both of Mammon's cheeks were engraved with $ tattoos.

"Even if you are the demon king in charge of the money of hell, you will not put all the money symbols in the world on yourself." Luo Xiaoyi asked.

"Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on the ground, which is moth-eaten and rusty, and where thieves dig holes and steal; But lay up treasures for yourselves in heaven, and there will be no moth or rust in the heavens, and no thief will dig holes and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. Mammon replied indifferently.

"As a demon king, Lord Mammon, you memorize the Bible so well, do the other leaders of hell know?" Luo Xiaoyi was slightly surprised.

"There's a joke in the country you live in." Mammon is very easy-going.

"Want to know what business is the most profitable? Go read the Criminal Code, hahahahaha! ”

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"Alright, let's get down to business, Satan has informed me, I'll take you to the bottomless pit!" Mammon beckoned and led the way.

Circle 4: The Miser and the Waster

So one man and one demon king descended to the fourth circle of hell, and the deeper they entered, the worse they became, why did these criminals receive such punishment?

It's like the waves of Honghu Lake, rushing over here and catching up there. They were all shattered. That's how the prisoners here dance. Luo Xiaoyi saw that the people in one place were particularly crowded, they were divided into two groups, they each shouted and shouted, and a heavy object was rolling in front of their chests, facing each other. When they met, they collided with each other, and then each rolled his weight and turned around and walked back.

The souls of this group cried out, "Why are you clinging? ”

The group shouted, "Why can't you put it down?" ”

The two groups walked left and right in the dark circle, and in a moment they met on the opposite side of the circle. They continued to fight and curse for a while, and then turned around and walked back again. It's like going back and forth over and over again, and there's no end.

"What do these people do?" Luo Xiaoyi asked.

"You can probably know from here how much fate has fooled mankind with its wealth, and how fiercely mankind chases him! Money under the moon never gave a toiling man a moment of peace. ”

"So, what the fuck are these people?" Luo Xiaoyi gave Mamen a poke in the neck.

"When they were alive, they were all confused, obsessed with merchants and powerful people who pursued wealth. There is no law for the use of their possessions, and when they collide, the reproach of their mouths is a very clear expression of their sins. ”

"Well, of course I can know a few of the sinners?" Luo Xiaoyi looked curiously at the team rolling boulders on his chest.

"It's your delusion, their miserable life has deformed them, and it's impossible for you to know them. Where they will always collide, that is, in the future they will rise from the grave, this class with clenched fists, and that class with bare heads. Waste and miserliness make them lose the light of the world and enter eternal conflict. ”

"You analyze and analyze from a professional point of view, how much fate fools them when it gives human wealth, what kind of public case is it?" Luo Xiaoyi asked.

"Alas, how stupid the creatures of the earth are, I would like to make it clear to you.

The Supreme Wise One created the celestial bodies and their guides, so that they would shine on the earth and share the brilliance equally.

In the same way, he created the god who governs the prosperity of the earth, so that money flows from one hand to another, from one nation to another, beyond the power of man.

This one became the master, and the other became a slave, both of which were his playthings.

He meditates like a snake hiding in the grass, your intellect is no match for him, he maintains his kingdom, judges his people, and pronounces his commands, just like any other god.

His change, without the slightest hindrance, must speed up his movement, and he often causes a man to fall from one end to the other, and when you curse him, it is not the time to praise him.

He went his own way, laughing and scolding, and instead of pleading, he turned a deaf ear, and he spun his wheel with joy. Enjoy the same blessings as other supreme beings. ”

Mammon's voice gushed through the darkness.

So you're talking about this: the god who governs the prosperity of the earth, is talking about the personified manifestation of "fate"? Luo Xiaoyi asked.

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"Now, we're going down to a more distressed circle!" Mammon beckoned and led the way.

Circle 5: Wrathful Souls.

The two of them then walked and came to the side of a water source: the water source was boiling, and there was a ditch, and the water was as dark as ink, and a man and a demon king walked along the ditch, walking on a rugged road, and this vicious water, at the end of him, accumulated into a swamp, named Stix, Luo Xiaoyi stood on the shore, and saw the souls full of mud in the pond, they were all naked, full of anger, they fought with each other, hand to hand, head to head, chest and chest, kicking and biting, making skin and flesh.

"Look at these angry souls, I want to convince you that even under the water, there are souls whimpering, and you can see from the bubbles on the water, that they are not in the mud, and they say, "When we were alive, the air was mild and the sun was shining, but we were in trouble with people, and there was a fire in our hearts, and now we are miserable and not in the black water sludge" This is the tune they hum in their throats, because they never understand a word. Mammon gestured.

A man and a demon paced on the pond for a while, looking at the souls that had fallen in the pond, and then came to the foot of a castle tower. I saw two small torches on top of him, a fort tower in the distance, which was almost impossible to see in the distance, and a small torch there, and they seemed to have information from afar.

"What is being said here? What is answered there? Who is in charge of this? Luo Xiaoyi asked.

"On this filthy water, if the vapour does not cut off your vision, or if you have seen what you are waiting for." Mammon turned her head to look at the water at Styx.

Instantly, like an arrow off the string, a small boat came on the water, and there was only one boat on board. A figure standing tall shouted, "Are you here, pretend soul?" ”

Mammon replied, "Flegias, it is useless for you to call, you have crossed us in a flash." ”

Like a bullied man, Freguias had to keep his anger down.

One person and one demon king got on the boat, after Luo Xiaoyi stepped forward, the boat felt that it was loaded with things, and when the boat walked on the ghost swamp, this time the draft was particularly deep than usual.

Suddenly, a soul came out of the water, his head was full of mud, and he shouted to Luo Xiaoyi, "You didn't come here when the time came, who are you?" ”

"I'm here, but I'm not here, who are you? Get such a dirty look. Luo Xiaoyi looked his soul up and down.

He replied, "You can see that I am one of the tears." ”

"Actually, I can't see it at all! You just look like an angry bird, could it be that you are the birdman who disappeared into the world? Luo Xiaoyi immediately decided.

So he stretched out his two claws and climbed the side of the boat to climb up.

Mammon greeted with a flying leg and shouted, "Get out of the way and get into your flock, for the people on the boat are not the green-skinned pigs who stole your eggs!" ”

Later, Luo Xiaoyi saw the people in the pond unite to attack him, and the people and the birdmen fought together, churning and splashing the dirty muddy water. Let the boat leave from the chaotic ghost swamp.

Luo Xiaoyi's ear drums were hit by another miserable sound, making his eyes look carefully ahead.

Circle 5: Dis City

"We're about to get close to Dis City, the general center of hell." Mammon spoke.

"Your words are good, I can already see that the spire tower inside is as red as a furnace."

"It's the flame shield, and it's making them red."

The boat of one man and one demon king sailed into the city river, and the city river surrounded the city wall, and the city wall was like an iron wall.

The boat went around a few times, and when it came to a place, the boat shouted: "Go up, this is the import"

Luo Xiaoyi saw that in front of the city gate, there were thousands of dark spirits, which were a special species of hell.

They cried out, "Who is he?" Before he died, did he enter into the kingdom of death? ”

So the leader of the way, Mammon, made a gesture to talk to the dark elves.

Their anger subsided, and they said, "Mammon, come one of you, and let the other one go back boldly!" Let him turn his head alone, and find his way back, if he may: as for you, take the liberty of leading him into this dark country, and you will remain with us. ”

When Luo Xiaoyi heard these cruel words, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, he thought that he would not turn back alone, so he said, "Mammon leads the way!" Our journey has not been long, and you must not abandon me, and if we are not able to move forward, let us turn back as soon as we came. ”

Mammon led the way and said to Luo Xiaoyi, "Don't be afraid, no one can cut off our journey: Satan, the ancient king of hell, has allowed us, but you are here waiting for me: you can rest assured, you can hope that "I will never leave you in the lower realm." ”

After that, the demon king led the passers-by to leave Luo Xiaoyi and go to the city gate.

Luo Xiaoyi was besieged in a mystery, and "yes" and "no" were at war in his chest.

What the demon king and the elves were talking about, Luo Xiaoyi couldn't hear it at all.

But the demon king Mammon was not there for long, and suddenly the elves swarmed into the city, closed the gates, and pushed Mammon out.

He walked back to Luo Xiaoyi slowly, his eyes looking at the ground, no longer full of courage, he sighed and said, "Who can stop me from entering the city of distress?" ”

So he said to Luo Xiaoyi again: "Although I have touched a nose, but you should not be disappointed, because no matter how tight their city gate is, I will eventually break through him, and it is not the first time that they have been arrogant, there has been this kind of thing in the first gate before." ”

When Mammon said these words, his face was marked with horror, so he had to reluctantly calm down to comfort Luo Xiaoyi.

He stood still as if he were listening: for in the uncertainty of the future, his eyes could not reach far away.

"We're going to win against them," he said。。。。。。 If not。。。。。。 But he helps us。。。。。。 I think I've been waiting for a long time! ”

Luo Xiaoyi listened to his words before and after, and his intermittent words made him even more afraid, perhaps afraid that he would misunderstand what he meant.

So Luo Xiaoyi asked Mammon: "In the first circle of souls, their punishment is just hopeless, can they descend to the bottom of hell?" ”

Mammon replied, "It is true that we have rarely taken this path. Once upon a time, I had been there because of the magic of the Warlock Errictor, who had the ability to bring ghosts back to the corpse. ”

"I went with him to the ring of Judah, which was the deepest, darkest, farthest from heaven. So I am familiar with this road, and you can rest assured, but we will not be able to enter this sewage-ridden city without the wrath of the heavens! ”

At that time, Mammon still had a lot of words, but Luo Xiaoyi couldn't remember it, because his eyes were fixed on a tall tower, and on its top, there was a red light reflected.

Suddenly, there stood several fierce gods, shaped like a Japanese samurai, with blood spots on their bodies, and black gas entwined with them, and Daizuki hairstyles on their heads.

Luo Xiaoyi knew that this was an artifact from hell, and these antiquities looked at Luo Xiaoyi, each turning himself into a sword, dancing in the darkness with cold light.

The cold light of the star gallop was dancing in this yang, but a hymn came from their heads:

Clapping your hands, all peoples.

Cry out to God with a voice of triumph!

For the Lord Most High is fearful

He is the great king over all the earth

He has subjugated all nations under us

and that the nations may be subject to our feet

He chooses the property for us

It is the glory of Jacob, whom he loved

God ascended, and there was a shout to send him off

And the LORD went up, and the trumpets send

Sing ye praises to God, sing praises!

Sing praises to our king, sing praises!

For God is King over all the earth

Sing praises with understanding!

God sits on His Holy Throne

The kings of the nations are gathered

Be the people of the God of Abraham

For the shield of the world belongs to God

He is the highest!

Mammon hurriedly said to Luo Xiaoyi, "Turn your face and close your eyes, because the wrath of heaven is about to fall, if you see these divine lights, you will have no place to hide!" ”

Luo Xiaoyi didn't believe it, he looked up at the pure light above the Hell City, and for a while, the gods shook their eyes, and these divine lights pierced into his eyes, changing the world in front of him into an empty white.

Luo Xiaoyi had no choice but to obey Namamen's words and cover his eyes with his hands.

Now, there was a terrible sound on the filthy waters, which shook both sides of the river.

It seems to be the sound of the wind, coming violently, as if it was crazy.

Blowing the mountains and valleys, breaking branches, pulling out tree roots, sweeping everything, flying sand and stones, birds and beasts disappearing.

The angels of the Kamui Hell Warband landed like a hurricane on the Onemuma.

All the places where they landed were crowded, both in the air and on the ground, the battle angels of the Divine Prison Warband hissed and rustled their wings.

It is like the bees in spring, taking advantage of the sun to enter the Taurus Palace, pouring their dense young children into the circle of the beehive.

They danced here and there in the morning dew and flowers, or around their castle made of wheat straw, and walked up and down the strange rocky floors near the city of Diss.

"Now you can look up at the smoky ancient marsh." Mammon said.

Luo Xiaoyi put down his hands and looked at the ghost swamp.

At this time, he looked like a young man from Seraph, not in the prime of life, but with a smile like a heavenly youth on his face.

His gestures are all elegant and decent, and his outfit is seamless.

Beneath a crown of flowers, drooping hair caresses her cheeks like waves.

The six wings on his shoulders are plump and brightly colored, and the feathers are embellished with gold.

He was dressed tightly so that he could move quickly and agilely.

In front of his pretended proper gait, he held a silver staff.

Because it was too far away, his movement was not heard.

Before he approached, he was immediately recognized as Uriel, the leader of the Shenwei Prison Warband.

It was like a group of frogs meeting the enemy's water snakes, one by one submerged in the water, sinking to the bottom of the mud and lying still, Luo Xiaoyi saw thousands of elves and ghosts, one after another to escape the dead water walking one, he used his left hand to wave away the dense fog in front of him, other than that, he seemed to have no other work.

Uriel walked to the leader of the Shenwei Prison Warband, and used the silver staff in his hand to command his Shenwei Hell Warband.

In the meantime, the winged heralds, in accordance with the orders of the Supreme Commander, announced to the assembled team in a majestic ceremony, accompanied by the sound of horns, that they would attack the city of Dis and occupy the center of hell.

The herald's summons came and went, spreading to every detachment and every squadron, and soon the Divine Prison Bands were assembled, and the angelic phalanx came to the city of Dis with a solemn pace.

At the gates of the city of Diss, the bolts of large, heavy iron or solid rock were easily opened.

The door opened quickly.

As the rolling noise snapped back, the hinges on the door scraped against each other as they opened and closed like a discordant thunderclap, shaking the original appearance of the Hell's central defenses.

The gates were so wide open that the Dark Elf army, which had been flying its banners all along, and the scattered detachments on the flanks marched in unison under the unfurled banners, and the loose chariots of war horses lined up in horizontal formations could all pass.

The vertical door was so wide and wide that it was like a furnace spitting out smoke and blood-colored flames.

The dozens of antiquities that had originally stood high on the city wall turned into Japanese samurai figures and stood at the head of the army of dark elves.

In front of the formation of the Shenwei Hell Warband, in front of the angel's eyes outside the castle, they shouted disdainfully.

"You spirits, who consider yourselves heavenly spirits, dare to provoke the Nether Realm and defy the chaos that rules here, and this is his realm.

Spread your wings, you foolish outlaws, and fly back to where you came, lest you become a sword! ”

After the creepy antiquarian horror said this, such a threat and such a threat made these monsters deform and terrify tenfold.

The leader of the Divine Prison Band, Saraphule, stood on the other side, and he was indignant, and his seven points of anger were like a burning comet, igniting the great ophiuchus that hung in the Arctic sky, and from his long wings, several weapons were shaken off.

The two sides were on the fence, each aiming for his opponent's head.

Their hands will decide life and death, and there is no intention of a second blow, and both sides are frowning, and so on in return, just like when two lead-colored black clouds, carrying cannons filled with ammunition in the heavenly court, come to the sky above the Caspian Sea with a click, and then circle for a while.

So striker to striker, until the gust of wind signaled, and the two sides threw themselves into the air in their black encounter.

The two leaders of the warriors were so tightly knit that hell was darkened by their tense faces.

They stood and fought like this.

Neither side has ever seen such a great adversary.

"Mammon Leader, I'm afraid that the battle situation here will not be able to tell the winner for a while, it's time for us to enter this general control center." Luo Xiaoyi spoke.

Mammun took the lead, and the two elders moved their steps towards the gates.

Satan's vicious gaze looked around and saw a scene of discouragement and great calamity.

At this moment, with the Demon King's ability to see through the world, he saw that the gloomy environment was desolate, like a poor country.

A creepy dungeon, surrounded on all sides, like a huge lit furnace, the flames are soaring, but the darkness is just the thing that helps to discover the strange scenes of sorrow.

In that realm of sorrow, in a place of desolation, peace and tranquility never cease, and hope never returns, but a place where constant torment stirs up waves of blazing fire like a flood, and where inexhaustible brimstone adds fuel to the fire that never goes out.

Satan's head was raised above the waves of fire, and his eyes sparkled like sparks.

Other than that, the rest of his body lay reclining on the lake of fire, spread out widely, long and wide, and the floating lying position was as long as Luther did not know how long.

For example, the Titan or the son of the goddess of the earth who had made a mission to Jupiter, such as Briarose or Typhon, who occupied the den of Tarsus in ancient times.

He, occasionally sleeping in the foam of the Norwegian waves, said the seafarers, often had the helmsman of the light boat, who had avoided the sinking of the ship at night, thought it to be some island, and anchored it in his scaly skin, and moored the ship beside him, and made him a haven, and the night covered the sea, hoping that the dawn would be late and late.

Satan lay long, straightening his massive body, trapped on the burning lake.

His comrades, with him, fell here, completely drowning in the torrent and whirlwind of raging fire.

He soon saw Niu Chenghai, an accomplice rolling around beside him.

Niu Chenghai's hair was chased by the flames, and most of it burned, but his face was not as bright as the bright lake of fire, and it was black and gray by the smoke that sprung up.

He saw Satan looking at him and opened his mouth.

"I wish you were him, King Satan, but oh, what a failed blow!"

"We had the same hope and dared to take risks in the face of a magnificent cause, but now we have suffered the same destruction and misfortune, and we should have fallen into such a deep attack.

Cyra's attacks were so thunderous, so powerful, who knew before those terrible weapons could be so powerful.

Lord Demon King, our conqueror, how can we satisfy his angry revenge?

Will they treat us as defeated slaves, and no matter what they do, we will have to serve his power, and live in the abyss of darkness and perish? ”

The satan replied like a cannon

"Close comrade-in-arms Niu Chenghai, look at the gloomy field over there, desolate, barren, uninhabited, empty, except for these dark blue flame glimmers, pale, terrible, what other light? May we break free from this burning wave of fire and rush to the other shore: if there is a harbor where we can rest, rest there, reassemble our tormented heroes, and fight back against the enemies of heaven, and launch a general attack! ”

That's how Satan boasts about his allies.

His men and his allies rode on his body, and Satan immediately moved into the depths of the wilderness.

His massive body, shaped by the power of chaos, was huge, round, thick and heavy.

The huge black wings, like sails, hung over his shoulders.

Satan staggered, flying without purpose.

In the plaster of the burning sky here, the pace of flying in the blue sky of the heavenly court is completely different.

In addition, this scorching wave of air, the sparks flashed, overwhelming the sky, roasting him all over his body painfully.

He looked back in a trance, the forest where he had come, where the ground cracked, the fiery red magma sprinkled like overlapping autumn leaves over the streams of Xinglong Mountain, and the burning ancient trees of the forest obscured the sky, mottling the shadows of the trees of the world that would be destroyed.

A high school girl, Edgeworth, soon arrives in front of Satan and tells him to escape on his own.

Of course, I am Tian Yongjing, and I will lead you out of this torrent of destruction.

Satan was silent, fearing that he himself would be led from one torrent of destruction to another.

Tian Yongjing shouted loudly, "Lord Satan, you don't have to be so trampled under the feet of the enemies of heaven and fall into a thousand feet, you are only because you have been attacked by the enemies of heaven in a series of thunderbolts, so you are so stunned, now please wake up, either stand up or fall down forever!" ”

When Satan heard this, he was embarrassed, so he spread his wings and leaped up, like a soldier on duty, and out of habit, he was caught by their fearful commander while he was on duty, and he woke up suddenly, more refreshed than before he had taken a nap.

Satan led the demon kings to follow Tian Yongjing over this unpredictable virtual space, and then stepped on the real world, the solid land on the bank of the Yellow River, and finally took a look at Du Fangli who was lying in a pool of blood.

Flying high by the east wind, it is as dark as the night and gloomy high sky and deep space.