The eighth layer, Infernal Hell.

What is Infernal Hell?

The pain never stops.

The wind here is bitter... Scrape the bones.

The rain here is relentless... Peel only the skin.

The ground here is extremely cold in winter... It is so cold that as soon as you step on it, you will be covered in frost, and then cause fourth-degree frostbite, that is, the whole body will freeze and fall into death.

The rivers here are flowing magma... As long as you jump in, you will be "reborn".

The sky here is half light and half dark.

Over here... It is the abyss of despair that only the most heinous people will come to.

But today, Infernal Hell... All calamities are gone.

The bone-scraping wind became warm, the extremely cold earth became warm, and the flowing magma lost its "temperature".

All of this was given to them by that man: his name was Aizen Sosuke.

On the high platform, the man stood there quietly, looking up at the sky... So his body on the left side turned into light, and his body on the right side melted into the darkness.

And around the high platform, there are circles and circles, skeleton monsters in silver armor... They are monsters that inflict endless torment on the culprit, guardians of hell.

But at this time, these hell guards are all on one knee with their heads down.

On the periphery of the Hellguards, there are endless culprits... Most of the blamers were unclothed, but there were hundreds of blamers shrouded in black robes, hiding their faces.

The Infernal Hell is silent at this time... No one made a sound, as if waiting for something.

Time passed quietly... At some point, the Hellguards, kneeling below the Aizen, moved.

Airplanes... Crimson spiritual power rippled out of him, and the gates of hell appeared in the void.

A huge slashing knife appeared in the palm of the Hell Guardian with his arm outstretched... In this way, he quickly passed through the open gate and brought back the people who were in the outside world.

The eyes of all the blamers converged on each other's bodies at this moment... A golden-red light appeared in Aizen's hand, and the Hell Guard put down the black-robed man he had captured.

"Lord Aizen, Yunjing has agreed to your conditions."

The man who took off the black hood was thin and had turquoise pupils... He showed short fuchsia hair, and long bangs covered the left side of his face.

"Zhu Lian, you're doing a good job, step down."

"Yes, Inozen-sama."

Zhu Lian, who smuggled from the corpse soul realm to the present world, and then committed suicide from the present world, quickly returned to the group of black-robed blamers.

"25 years... It turns out that I have been looking at the sky for so long. ”

Aizen's voice was conveyed to everyone at this moment... He withdrew his gaze, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as before.

"Gentlemen, Gui'an."

"I... Aizen has promised you freedom or death. ”

"Today, now, this moment... You're only one step away... Okay, tell me what you guys should do. ”

Aizen under the interweaving of light and darkness, smiling happily... It's holy and wicked, but it's not obtrusive.

The blamers who saw this scene had a common thought in their hearts... This man is supposed to be like this.

"Invade the present world and kill all living humans!"

Thousands of voices came together at this moment... Yes, they only need to stain their hands with blood again to be "redeemed".

No one is to blame for doubting the truth of Aizen's words... Those kneeling hell guards are the most direct and powerful truth.

"Yes, that's it... Gentlemen, the target is Kuza Town... Kill! ”

At this moment, the blue dyeing, the killing intent rushes to the night... After 25 years of delay, he is finally about to get his wish.

Hum - More powerful than ever, strong, desperate and hopeful spiritual pressure appeared on Aizen.

Knock knock... Feeling this spiritual pressure, the Hell Guards also got up and shook the earth, splattering magma in all directions.

"The King of Hell, the King of Hell..."

Looking at the crimson spiritual pressure that represented despair, and the golden "outer frame" on the crimson periphery, the people under the black robe couldn't help but call out.

"Congratulations to those who have been chosen... You're free. ”

Click, click... The blue-dyed golden-red spiritual pressure turned into a silk thread in the sky, cutting all the iron chains wrapped around the black-robed man's body.

"Hell Guards... Open the way to freedom for us! ”

Buzz - the spiritual pressure of the blue dye rose again, and the red eyes of the guards of hell beneath it were even more golden.

Then the same light appeared on them, and the silver armor on them began to melt... Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Without the support of their armor, the Hellguards scattered their bones with a bang... The golden-red energy mixed with the silver light came together like this: the gates of hell, open within hell - squeak!

"Hee-hee-hee..."

On the gates of hell that appeared, the bones of one left and one right let out a seeping laughter... It seems to be celebrating the arrival of this day.

Jingle bell... Amid the sound of countless chains, countless culprits flocked to the gate.

Aizen, who lives on the heights, mutters to herself, "Hell is empty. ”

Swish!

The next moment, Lan Zhan came to the front of the black-robed group and looked at the black-robed man standing at the top: "Grands, the creation of the king key... Over to you. ”

"Yes, Izome-sama... Allow me to use the Void. ”

Sal Apollo, who knelt down on one knee, had respect on his face ... I don't see any arrogance that belongs to the kind of researcher he used to be.

"Quasi... You know the fate of failure. ”

"Yes."

Sal Apollo's face was solemn, and he got up and quickly entered the open gate of hell with a part of the black-robed men.

"Gentlemen, please come with me... There is no rival in front of us. ”

Aizen, who said this sentence again, had no emotion in his eyes: today, he not only wants to retrieve what he lost back then... He also wants to destroy the Silent Spirit Court and set foot on the Spirit King's Palace above the seventy-two barriers.

"Yes, my king!"

Years of endless torture, bondage... The culprits who survived the hell have great powers: they manipulate fire, or frost, or mutate their bodies, and have all kinds of strange powers, just like those voids... The best of them are even comparable to the Captain of the Reaper in the Silent Soul Court.

If 25 years ago, he wanted to advance to a higher level in order to destroy the unworthy "wedge" of the Spirit King.

Now his purpose is... Take back your freedom.

He gave freedom to the black-robed people, but no one else could grant his freedom... You can only get it back by your own hands!

Because of his soul... It has completely merged with Hell and has become a new - Hell Will!