Pan Shen died again, but many times in the past, he accidentally died because he was playing too high, and he was chopped off and died, and it was the first time.

It looks like I'm going to be a guest at Grandpa Hades' house again......

Thinking of Hades' buffet made from the internal organs and bodies of the deceased, he couldn't help but retch.

That mortal was so terrible that he was killed just by peeking at Diana's chest. It seems that everyone is right, that mortal and Diana are intimate.

It's just that he unfortunately became a pathfinder for the gods.

His soul seemed listless, silently walking on the familiar path, ready to be 'entertained' by Hades.

He walked into the black-and-white hallway, a two-color corridor he had walked many times, just straight ahead, towards the darkest place.

There is the underworld, and death sends everyone to the world of death in which they believe in.

It's just that it doesn't seem to be the same today, at the end of the black, there is still a glimmer of fire from time to time, is there no way to satisfy Hades in the corpse buffet?

With all kinds of questions, Pan Shen walked inside the door, and the tunnel disappeared behind him.

In front of him was a ghostly palace, with black bricks and black tiles, carved beams and paintings, and under the eaves there was a large wooden board with three intricate symbols painted on it.

There are many green-faced and fanged demons around, who are throwing some souls into the oil pot and frying, emitting a strange aroma.

At this moment there was a table in front of the palace door, and a pale-faced man in a gorgeous black costume sat behind the table, staring at him with merciless eyes, as if he had seen through everything about him.

"Where is the soul under the hall? How did you get to be like this? ”

Pan Shen was suddenly stunned, and an incomprehensible expression appeared on his ugly face, which he couldn't understand at all.

What to do?

"How dare you despise this king? Come on, the oil pot ......"

The white-faced king showed an unhappy expression, and a god beside him with a small notebook and pen immediately whispered in his ear.

"Death to our side...... Western-born ...... Special Care ...... From one to eighteen ......"

Pan Shen only heard these syllables intermittently, but he didn't understand what they meant at all, and saw the black-robed god stroke his beard, nod slightly, and pick up a small wooden stick from the table and throw it to the ground.

"Bull head and horse noodles! Take down the living soul and go to the eighteen layers of hell, and the layers will not be allowed to fall. ”

"Yes!"

Pan Shen was chained by two half-orc strong men and walked towards the dark gate on the side.

No matter how stupid Pan Shen is, he understands that this is not a garland and welcome, these two strong men are not only ghostly, but also sneer at him from time to time.

"Mr. Niu, Mr. Ma, I'm a goat, we can be friends......"

The black door opened, and inside was a magic elevator, and the bull-headed horse face dragged Pan Shen inside.

"I said Brother Niu, what is this foreigner's soul talking about?"

"I'm too lazy to learn their language, why? Brother Ma, do you still want to find a female college student to be a translator? ”

"Alas, it's just that there are no indicators recently, and my indicators are all used on the previous eighteenth-tier starlets."

"What else is there to say? Walking, the first layer, tongue-pulling hell. ”

..............................

Su Ming had already found his dream in the Land of Dreams at this time, and he intended to cheer up his spirits and soon woke up from the dream.

Diana was holding him, flying through the air, and not long had passed.

It's just that Diana's whole body is hard, either muscles or armor, and there is no welfare at all.

"Alright, Diana, Pan God will not trouble us again for a while."

Su Ming motioned for her to let go, he could fly by himself.

"You just had an out-of-body experience?" Diana let go of her arm, they were almost there.

"Not really, just a dream."

Su Ming laughed badly twice, and did not say anything about death, but excused himself by saying that he had found a friend and threw Pan Shen to the Yama Palace.

"Yama?"

"An Eastern Grim Reaper, stronger than your uncle Hades."

Diana sighed helplessly, there would really be a problem with this mess, I just hope it doesn't cause any god war.

Death Knell always does all sorts of unexpected things, and it's so well planned that it's hard to see.

While flying, she listened to Deathknell describe all kinds of torture in the undead world over there, what skinned souls, cut fingers, all of which were discussed thousands of times, and suddenly felt that Pan Shen was a little pitiful.

But in this way, even if Pan Shen is reborn, he probably won't dare to provoke him again.

I won't encounter that pervert in the future, it's a stain.

"We're here."

Diana pointed to the ground, which was a large theater, illuminated by countless searchlights, and it looked quite grand.

"Is today a special day? It's a big scene. Su Ming looked at the huge posters with Zatana's art photos and autographs around him, and was a little curious: "Wait, aren't these people controlled by the Eclipse Star during the day?" Can you come to the show at night? ”

Diana shrugged, she didn't think it was anything: "Humans are forgetful creatures, besides, even if the end of the world comes, people still have to continue to live, dwelling on the past, it is better to live in the present." ”

“...... You're a fake Diana, right? Goddess of philosophy? Is that you? Su Ming hid in the darkness of the street and turned the strangulation into a suit and dress, and looked at Wonder Woman in amazement.

"What nonsense, don't you know that the Greek specialty is the philosopher?" Diana slapped him with an embarrassed face, she just wanted to try the charm of thought, maybe Death Knell likes female warriors with depth of thought?

But that's not the case at all, Deathstroke hates philosophy as much as she does, and she makes up some philosophical goddess to make fun of her, which god system has this kind of priesthood?!

But it seems that the two have a lot in common......

But as she slapped it with her palm just now, she found that this dress seemed to be a dress, but it was actually hard, and it was cold at the beginning, and there was a very dangerous feeling, and the cold hairs on her arms stood on end: "You...... What is on the body? ”

"Liquid nanobots super camouflage program omega." Su Ming casually made nonsense, and stretched out an arm, motioning for Diana to hold it, and the two entered the theater together.

It's just that the smile on his face at this time is very stiff, like a corpse that died of laughing gas, and it is difficult to strangle and want to imitate a natural smile.

"Uh..... What a long name. Diana's eyes suddenly flashed with stars, and she understood each of these long list of words individually, but she didn't understand what they were together.

"It's okay, anyway, if you know it's harmless, let's go in, ma'am, please." Su Ming gracefully opened the door of the theater and motioned for Diana to go first.

And Diana never needed special care, she grabbed Su Ming's arm, dragged him into the door, and walked into the brightly lit hall side by side.

"I know Xiaozha's agent, and we go directly to the staff channel and go backstage to watch the performance."

Diana confidently dragged Su Ming, strode to the small door next to it that said No Entry, threw out a few bills, and bought popcorn from the counter in front of the theater.