"Finally, I can move outside without that layer of iron shell, and this is the real purgatory and abyss. ”

"It's not iron, it's magic metal, but it feels good right now. ”

"That's all you care about, isn't it the last thing to be able to stay away from the undead? And the River Styx, I often have nightmares about falling into it and becoming a coward. ”

"What's there to be afraid of those skeletons, the real infiltrating Styx Heroes. The people of the Fei Gong will become like that when they die, and it is because of this that I have not considered converting to Ms. Crimson. ”

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, whoever can change this uniform, I will believe in whomever I want. ”

The barrier that enveloped the fort was no longer green, but a transparent barrier that shimmered with the warm white glow of the sun. The River Styx no longer flows through the surface, but instead leads in the other direction by the Stygian pipes, and the now Homecoming Fort has finally become a place where the living can roam in the open air and unprotected.

A group of muscular, scumbag-faced berserkers noisily walked towards the Enchantment Tower in the center of the Homecoming Fort, and a circle of buildings expanded under the tower, including the service center of the "Hell Plane Wizard Commune".

These big, long-haired creatures would be savages if they hadn't changed into a gray jumpsuit. Of course, at the moment, if you wear a safety helmet, you will be similar to a construction worker in the earth world.

A large coat of arms was sewn on the back of their uniforms, with a blood-red background, a dark golden smiling sun on top, and two long swords crossed below, with a sheep's horn demon head and a fanged devil's head strung on the blade.

This is the symbol of the Hell Plane Army, two days ago, the direct superior of the Plane Army, the Hell Team of the "Red Covenant" organization, required all members of the Plane Army to wear the uniform provided by the Fei Gong, and everyone got it in their hands, only to see that there was a badge the size of a basin on the back, and there was only the mark of the Crimson Lady on the badge!

Believers of other gods protested that this was religious discrimination, and Fei Gong said that we provided everything from the hell armament to the uniforms, and that it was just a sign from the sponsors. If you don't think you can do without your own gods, then make yourself a god emblem and wear it on your chest, and that place is specially empty for you, which also means that Fei Gong is the backing of the plane army, and you are still intimate with your own gods.

It's your freedom to get the emblem, and this uniform is a must anyway. If you don't wear it, you will be punished for blaspheming the military appearance, and you will be arrested and sent to the Hellstone Prison for confinement.

Believers in the god of knowledge, the god of war, and magicians are all easy to say, they are basically cultural people, and most of the goddesses of nature and goddesses of life are artists, and it is just a trivial matter to get a delicate emblem to wear on the chest.

The god of war is a little troublesome, and his followers are almost all illiterate. Not to mention drawing, many people don't even know how to write their names.

These warriors and berserkers initially felt that they had to at least mark their faith, and they simply smeared their uniforms with various paints, like war paints painted on their faces. As a result, they were all arrested and confined by the pickets under the political commissar of the plane army, accused of deliberately defacing the uniform and trampling on the honor of the plane army.

So the God of War believers simply didn't toss, anyway, their gods were also a big man who didn't care about the details, and it was good to have a fight.

Yesterday, the Fei Gong set up a "Hell Plane Magic Commune" in the Homecoming Fort, like an adventurer's guild, providing various mission commissions to the outside world.

The Plane Army, on its part, also encouraged the followers of the other gods to go to the commune to take up the mission, as long as they did not delay the battle.

After listening to the remuneration of the task, many people went. They don't need money for food, clothing, housing, weapons and equipment in the plane army, and they can also get a military salary every month that can ensure that they drink beer every day until they are half drunk.

No one cares about this military salary, they come to hell not only to practice their faith, but also to develop. Judging from the previous battles, even if it is a legend, there is no way to get benefits on the battlefield by relying on flesh and blood alone, and everyone has dispelled the idea of taking risks and has steadily enriched their resumes.

At this time, I can't bear to drink beer every day until I am half drunk, and I have to have extra money to ensure that I get drunk!

The followers of the other gods were still watching, and the believers of the god of war took action first.

The berserkers entered the hall, and a round-faced girl greeted him cordially and energetically: "Welcome!"

Boos erupted, and the big bosses' eyes lit up and the corners of their mouths drooled.

Then they all froze, this still childish girl had curved horns on her head, a long tail dangling around her, and the tip of the arrow-shaped tail seemed to be leisurely, and no one dared to guarantee that she would not be able to pierce a bloody hole in her body.

If it weren't for the fact that the two legs under the short skirt were white and tender and indistinguishable from mortals, they would have thought that they had seen a special breed of succubus, and it was rumored that the Ailu succubus looked like this, right?

"Aha, everyone asks like you, I'm the Elu Succubus, my name is ...... Mina. ”

The girl's grinning preemptive explanation made the berserkers' hearts tremble again, and the succubus was the nemesis of their mental waste!

"Don't worry, I'm the receptionist of the commune service center, a full-fledged member of the Fei Gong, and I will never eat...... Ahem, scare you. ”

The girl licked her red lips again and said, scared the berserkers and lowered their heads, so dangerous!

These strong men, who are generally two heads taller than the girls, obediently line up and receive tasks from the girls.

"The Slime Institute needs different kinds of purgatory and abyssal slimes, you can go to the Gao'an area to capture ......"

"The Hell Armed Research Institute needs test subjects, and requires berserkers whose brute force can last at least two hours......"

"The Thunderbolt Research Institute requires test subjects, and each level must have them, specifically noting that there is no history of heart disease or the like......"

"Hell Tongue will recruit convenience food tasters, and ask for no special eating habits......"

"The Life Potential Institute is recruiting extreme survival testers, and the requirement is to have the courage to challenge themselves ......"

Mina makes a list and asks the berserkers to select each one and send the information to their sidekicks.

During this time, a thin and beautiful girl also came to help, probably the assistant of the succubus, and a pair of pointed ears made the berserkers glance a few times.

The tips of the half-elf girl's ears suddenly turned red, and she gritted her teeth and muttered something, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The berserkers were muttering, and Mina slapped her face, "Okay!

With a crisp snap, a ripple swept away, sweeping over all the berserkers. These big men suddenly felt weak and weak.

The berserkers shouted in their hearts, damn it, they still fell for the succubus's trick!

But no one was angry, Mina tilted her head and smiled sweetly, she was just a little angel, tickling their hearts.

"If you don't arrive at the entrustment site in time, the commission will be invalidated, and the liquidated damages will be doubled!"

The berserkers helped each other out of the hall, the crisp laughter of the little succubus whipping behind their backs, making them quicken their pace and confusing how they had offended her.

In the hall, Tina reappeared, muttering to Mina, "Don't you like to deal with adventurers?

Mina's eyebrows fluttered and said, "Doing things for the master, what's not to do?"

"And the adventurers are not all kind guys, in the past, we met those who were full of nonsense and even used their hands and feet, we had no choice but to hide, now, we can take care of this kind of people. ”

Tina gave a thumbs up: "That's the perfect receptionist!"

In a small courtyard somewhere in the corner of the fort, three berserkers found the director of the "Thunder and Lightning Research Institute", and when they saw that it was a thin young man with no strength fluctuating in his body, they all frowned.

With a wooden expression, the bespectacled young man asked, "Are you sure you are level three?"

The strongest berserker said disdainfully: "Civilian, pay attention to your attitude in front of the transcendent......"

The young man raised his glasses, his expression unchanged: "Oh, then are you sure you can use your body to carry the thunder and lightning of 100,000 praises?"

"Of course", Berserker sneered, "but you can cast a lightning strike?"

In the Hell Plane Army, Fei Gong's transcendent strength calibrator has been widely used, and even these big bosses know what the relationship between the rating of transcendent strength and praise is.

The young man didn't take the stubble, but turned around to say hello, and the assistant pulled out a steel arm, somewhat like the arm of a miniature scavenger mech.

He first put on rubber gloves, and then put the steel arm on his left hand with great difficulty: "Then start with you and do the simplest resistance test." ”

Pushing his companion away, the berserker, who was a head and a half taller than the young man, crossed his arms and legs, and stood firmly: "You can get three days of beer in exchange for a third-level lightning strike, this deal is very cost-effective." ”

"Level 3 Lightning Strike Technique?"

The young man shrugged: "If that's how you understand, then ...... Come on!"

As the words fell, something was triggered, and the crystal nucleus crystal in the center of the steel palm shot out a white arc of lightning, slashing at the berserker, causing the strong man to convulse violently, and scream out loud.

"I only said that it was 100,000 likes, but I didn't say how long it would last", the young man said coldly: "Praise is just the strength of the power gap, not a power unit, and it doesn't represent how much power you bear." The former is a thousand horses, and the latter is a degree. ”

"The lightning power I output now is two thousand milligrams per second, and twenty seconds is forty degrees, which is the standard value for a third-level berserker according to theoretical calculations. ”

"It's almost twenty seconds for me to finish these words, if you can still hold it after you've finished speaking, it means ......"

Subject's companion exclaimed......

"It's muddled!

"Cooked! cooked!"

The youth turned off the switch, and the berserker continued to twitch, his eyes rolling and foaming, and he fell to the ground stiffly.

Sniffling, the young man nodded: "Well, it's almost seven years old." ”

Companion exclaimed, "Kenny——!"

The young man waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, just because of the consequences, there are priests and druids on call at all times in the institute." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, two people rushed out, looking at the costumes, one was a priest and the other was a druid, the two of them were holding the leg of the Cerberus in their hands, and their mouths were full of oil, and the other hand was very familiar with the radiotherapy technique, and they also sniffed and said that it was fragrant.

The two companions looked at the priest and the druid in amazement, and then turned their gaze to the young man with difficulty.

"You...... Who are you?"

"You have to be a hero, right?"

They absolutely did not believe that this was done by a civilian, such power only the transcendent could have!

"I just said that, Nickner, the director of the Thunderbolt Research Institute. ”

The young man smiled faintly: "As for the level ......"

He flipped the switch of the mechanical arm again, and spewed an arc of electricity, causing the two berserkers to retreat.

The young man's other hand reached into the arc, and the broken light splashed, but he didn't even move his brow.

His hand was pulled high, arcing between them, beating between them like a whip, making the berserker almost fall to his knees.

"I'm just a civilian...... Hahaha——!"

The electric light reflected the young man's face unusually hideous, and the two berserkers turned their heads and ran, not even caring about their companions.

It's a crazy thunderbolt mage!

The young man looked at the back of the berserker and laughed heartily, there was a crackling sound, the arc was gone, and the mechanical arm was emitting green smoke.

"Damn...... Thunder Crystal exploded again......"

The young man threw down the mechanical arm in frustration, and the berserker who was lying down at this time also relieved himself and groaned.

"Four hundred degrees of damage can't completely kill a level 3 berserker, and if you wear a hell weapon, the damage will be greatly reduced. ”

Nickner shook his head and muttered: "No, the route is not right, you can't expect thunder and lightning to directly harm people, you have to use thunder and lightning as a medium to stimulate other forces, just like the principle of the magic guide gun." ”

The assistant picked up the mechanical arm and said distressedly: "Mentor, there is still a problem with energy storage, do you really not consider using a magic furnace?"

"The Magic Furnace and the Magic Furnace are too bulky," said Nickna, "and we'll have to find a way to put both parts in the rear, with only the energy storage, and release the power of thunder and lightning directly like the Divine Power and Magic Battery." ”

"Battery, listen to this term, the above has long understood this route, it should be to obtain the technology of the Magic Empire, but I don't know how to achieve it yet. So, our goal is to develop batteries. ”

"Speaking of batteries," the assistant said timidly, "Why don't you try slimes, Mentor?" I remember that there are slimes in the main plane that can be discharged, and there should be them in purgatory. ”

Nickner glared, "You care about the Slime Guild?"

The assistant said embarrassedly: "Yes, I and many people believe that slimes are the treasures given to mortals by the world, and they are omnipotent." ”

"I hate slimes", Nickner said with a stinky face, "When we were in the steel mill, there were slimes on it that were used as food for us......"

The berserker on the ground woke up and saw Nickna, screaming, jumping up and running, not even being paid.

"Slimes are slimes," Nickner said, "as long as I have the power that civilians can control, I can eat slimes every day." ”

Both the priest and the druid sighed, and the priest said, "Nickner, you still reject supernatural powers." ”

Nickner snorted: "In this place of hell, the supernatural power is very distorted by the will of hell, and the most basic and natural power is stronger and more stable, and my research will soon bear fruit." ”

"I'll show you that even civilians can have the power to defeat the transcendent!"

His tone became disdainful: "The power comes from the law and nature, and if I can get power from the law and nature, why do I have to believe in the gods?"

The priest looked like a thorny priest, his cheeks twitched, and he looked like he didn't know what to say, and after a while, he said, "Lady Crimson is not the kind of god you imagined, you can find out first." ”

"Don't tempt me ......"

Nickner was resolute: "I'm here for a deal, I'll just get what you need, right? If the condition is that I have to believe in the Crimson Lady, I won't continue to do it, and I can't kill me!"

The priest also said that the druid tugged at his sleeve and shook his head to signal that this was the end.

Seeing Nickna enter the room, the priest said with a sneer, "Why is this guy like this?"

"Maybe it's something stimulating," said the druid, "let's not force him, just protect him." His research had improved, and at least he didn't need supernatural strength to wield great power. ”

"The real power comes from the soul," the priest shook his head, but he didn't hold on any longer, knowing that the fire had not yet arrived.