I thought it was just an ordinary sleep as usual, but when Zhao Xiaonuo woke up from the dream, he found himself in a dark cabin. ⊥ the top novel,"

Looking at the pure black walls painted with bloody lines on all sides, he rubbed his eyes in confusion and pinched his arm again.

"It's not an illusion, it's true that I've come to an unknown and mysterious place. It's like a never-ending nightmare, but ......"

"Stop, stop, wait a minute." Zhao Nuo raised his hand to stop the little maid who was still standing in front of him reading the script in a frustrated voice, and asked angrily: "I asked you to write a game script, not a novel, and what the hell is 'Zhao Xiaonuo'?" ”

"Isn't it possible for the player character in this game to have their own name? You can just take Zhao Xiaonuo as the protagonist. The pale girl in a maid's costume narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a serpent-like smile: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"No problem, go ahead." Zhao Nuo was also unwilling to continue to pursue such an inconsequential issue.

At this time, he was also very interested in the early plot of the game written by Zhou Yan.

In the face of such a huge sandbox RPG, how does the ghost scriptor start the plot of the game?

In the next few minutes, Zhao Nuo finally understood the beginning of the plot of "Hell Capital" written by Zhou Yan.

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"It's ...... Where? ”

The confused young man sat in the dark bedroom and touched the hard, cold bed board beneath him, completely unaware of what was going on.

- Was it kidnapped? But if it was kidnapping, he was not tied up now, and the door of the house did not seem to be locked.

The young man named "Zhao Xiaonuo" cast his puzzled eyes on the door of the room, and the door that was as pale as white bones was not completely closed. A faint blue glow shone through the crack in the door.

It seems that the time should be dusk. However, this place ......

Zhao Xiaonuo looked down at his bony hands, and a subtle feeling arose.

It doesn't seem to be the world I used to be in, and whether it's sight, hearing, or smell, the "number jù" I get seems to be different from before.

Could it be that I have traveled to some other place? But how is this possible? As an ordinary person who has lived on Earth for twenty years. He's the kind of materialist through and through, and he doesn't believe in any nonsense like "crossing over".

"Don't be funny......" he muttered quietly.

I moved my body for some reason, and I was about to stand up and open the door, but I saw the bone door in front of me squeaking, and at the same time it squeaked, it was pushed open by a small white hand.

Immediately after that, a purple figure that was convex and backward appeared:

"Master, you've finally woken up."

Although just looking at the figure is the kind of royal sister-type character, the voice made by this person is a downright girlish voice. Until this time, Zhao Xiaonuo, who was still in doubt, finally saw the true face of this woman.

The man has long, dark blue hair similar to the sky outside, and wears a light purple suit of armor. The fair cheeks are surrounded by long hair in the center and look as if they are only the size of a palm.

At this time, the woman was squinting her red eyes and staring at Zhao Xiaonuo with a surprised look, but Zhao Xiaonuo did not have any sense of "surprise" at all. Because he saw two knife-edged bony horns on either side of the forehead of this "big beauty". and small fangs sticking out of the sides of the lips.

“…… Who are you? Zhao Xiaonuo took a step back and stood in the corner, while clenching his fists. Always ready to get your hands dirty.

"Don't you know me, Lord Bellock?" The strange woman hung her head a little aggrieved, looking sad.

"I don't know who you are, I'm going back." Zhao Xiaonuo said quickly.

Since he also knew about cosplay before, Zhao Xiaonuo could tell that the horns and fangs on the woman's face were not cos. It's something that really grows on her face.

- It is impossible for humans to grow such things, which means that the woman in front of them is not human.

"Lord Bellock, have you just arrived and are you leaving? Didn't you promise to come back last night? ”

Seeing that Zhao Xiaonuo was about to leave, the woman in purple with horns on her head. Panicked in front of him, he stretched out his right hand that was more like a claw than a hand, trying to grab his sleeve.

"Don't touch me!" Zhao Xiaonuo rudely blocked the other party's hand, and then suddenly stopped in place because he realized something terrible.

——The language I am using is not Chinese that I used before, but a language that sounds strange and I have never heard before.

The same language that the woman used to speak just now is the same language. It stands to reason that it is impossible for me to master such a language that I have never heard before, right......

“f…… fah…… was......" he stammered, and then realized that he had mastered the language he had never heard before.

But it was precisely because of this that he was even more desperate.

"What the hell is this place, and who are you?" Zhao Xiaonuo stepped forward, grabbed the shoulders of the woman in front of him and shook it: "Say it quickly!" ”

Encountering such rough treatment, the beautiful woman with horns was not angry, but frowned slightly, and her expression revealed a trace of sadness.

Then, what she said made Zhao Xiaonuo stunned and froze in place:

"This is hell, Lord Bellock, can't you really remember anything?"

"Hell...... I'm dead? How can it be? ”

Zhao Xiaonuo tried hard to recall the qiē that happened before going to bed last night, but he only felt a splitting headache and couldn't remember anything at all, instead of some murderous and crazy memories:

With a blood-red full moon hanging in the dark blue sky, the heavily armored Dark Demon was plotted by several low-level demons, and after a bloody battle, he was still outnumbered and cut down by those guys with serrated long knives.

Before losing all his strength, in order not to take away his treasures, the demon did his best to throw those things far away, and then used the last of his strength to extract his soul and forcibly escape to the human world, at the cost of losing his strength, avoiding the pursuit of those demons who betrayed him.

"Is that me...... That's what happened......"

After reviewing his experience of betrayal in a few seconds, Zhao Xiaonuo finally understood the ins and outs of the matter.

- He was originally a high-level demon of hell, but he was betrayed by a group of lower-level demons, and as a result, he fled to the human world.

And in this familiar world, his original memory finally woke up again.

The "Majin Bellock", who hated betrayal, finally returned to his original world after many years.

As for what to do now, it is naturally already obvious:

"Where's Yazlar? It was he who spearheaded the rebellion, and now it's time to go and reckoning with it. Zhao Xiaonuo asked coldly.

Hearing his words, Katya, the most heartfelt demon maid standing in front of him who had been waiting for decades, raised the corners of her mouth and smiled from her heart, so excited that she couldn't even speak:

"Lord Bellock! You, you're finally back, I'm going to get your original weapon! ”

- No demon of hell will ever forget the legend:

Berlock, the demon who once shocked Hell, slashed the demons of Hell with a long knife in his hand, and even had the ability to fight against Heaven.

Today, this legend of hell is finally back again! (To be continued......)