Mao Xiaoxian raised her head and glanced at Spot, and continued to look down at the book! ybdu!

"Are you a movie star?" Jack joked.

"I'm a director, and I write my own script." Madara stared at the scenery outside the window and said nonchalantly.

"Really?" Jack looked surprised, he was also from the FBI, and received a call from headquarters asking him to pick up someone at the airport, but he didn't say the identity of the person.

"Hmm!" Madara's face is flat, in a sense, he is indeed a director and screenwriter, or the only starring actor, making documentaries and writing his own scripts.

Life is like a play, and it is also a dream.

"If you're going to be a movie actor, you're going to see a lot of people." Jack seems to be very talkative, chatting with Madara while driving.

"Thank you!" Madara smiled.

"Can you tell me, what movie did you make? If it's inconvenient, forget it. Jack couldn't help but be curious, but at the same time didn't want to cause Madara to be dissatisfied.

"War of the Gods!" A strange smile appeared at the corner of Madara's mouth.

"Not a bad name, I guess it's not released yet! Otherwise I must have seen it. "Jack is still a movie buff.

"Yes! But it's going to be done soon. Madara said calmly.

"Are the gods the gods of Greek mythology?" Jack glanced in the inverted mirror and saw the Greek mythological story beneath the paws of the cat fairy on the seat.

"Ahh Madara nodded, glancing out the window that the car had left the airport and was driving in the wilderness.

"That...... Can you tell us about the general plot? I really want to know. Jack asked, embarrassed.

"One human against all the gods of Greece." Madara said indifferently.

"Wow! Cruel! Jack let out an exaggerated exclamation.

Madara was silent and continued to stare out the window.

"Did he win in the end?" Jack felt like he had a good conversation with Madara. Keep asking.

"What do you think?" Madara's eyes twinkle.

"I hope he wins, but according to the movie, I'm afraid he will die in the end! After all, his enemies were gods. Jack laughed.

"He's not going to die. Because he still has unfinished business, and people to protect. Madara glanced at the cat fairy and said flatly.

"It's so inspiring! But I guess it's for the sake of filming a sequel! Jack laughed.

"Who knows!" Madara smiled.

"Some music?" Jack glanced sideways at Spot, saw that he didn't speak, turned on the car stereo, and a melodious melody floated out, adding a bit of color to the tedious journey.

"The identity of the protagonist should not be simple! Otherwise, how could he, a human being, defeat the gods? Jack hummed a few words. Back to the movies.

"He was a human and then a god!" Madara smiled lightly.

"I like this kind of plot, step by step from human to god. I guess it must be not easy, right? Just to let those gods who are born high see the power of human beings. "Jack also has a bit of a hot-blooded young man.

"Yes! It's not easy! Spotted's face was lowered and his eyes flickered.

"What kind of god is he?" Jack's curiosity is completely ignited by Madara.

"Kill the gods!" Madara's tone was flat, but the words he uttered made the car quiet for a moment.

"You're not kidding! It's really not a good name, why not call it God of War or something. Jack smiled unnaturally.

"Because he really killed God. Countless souls have died at his hands. Madara said calmly.

There was an eerie silence in the car. Jack didn't speak this time, and drove silently.

The car drove on the winding mountain road, and in front of it was faintly visible a hillside with nine English letters, which means Hollywood in Chinese.

"Just stop here!" Madara stared at the hill.

Jack was silent and parked the car beside the road.

"Thank you!" Madara opens the car door and picks up the cat fairy and walks out of the car, she clutches the Greek mythological story.

"Please, sir, forgive me for being too talkative. It's always bad to kill innocents indiscriminately, if so. I think he's going to lose a lot of box office, at least I won't watch it, and even if he becomes a god, he'll go to hell one day. Jack rolled down the window, looked at Madara's back, and shouted.

"He didn't want to go to heaven in the first place! Besides, he was born in hell. Madara paused and walked towards the hill.

Jack frowned, watched Madara go away, turned the car, and drove towards the city center.

The hillside was silent, save for tall signs. A young man walks up the hill, wearing a black trench coat and a black top hat, and a black cat squatting on his shoulder.

"Madara, this is the entrance to the Divine Realm?" The cat fairy looked around, but no matter how she looked, she didn't find the entrance.

"It's not!" Madara stands in front of the letters, staring at the black graffiti at the bottom of the first letter h.

The small black letters suddenly distorted, transposed with each other, and became a sentence.

"Mourn all fallen souls!"

The cat fairy read it out, looked at Madara in surprise, and before he could speak, the ground under the lamp suddenly collapsed, revealing a low door, which was pitch black and windy.

"Where is this?" Cat Xiaoxian asked curiously.

"Hell!" Madara said slowly.

“……”

The big eyes of the cat fairy showed a look of shock, staring at the spot, meaning are you joking.

"You know what? Isn't it ironic that this city is called the City of Angels, but the entrance to hell is here. "Madara's eyes are deep, and he knows the entrance to hell in Hollywood, just as he knows the entrance to the divine realm of the Empire State Building, of course, the memory of a past life.

However, the gods blocked the entrance to the divine realm, but the entrance to hell is still there, whether the entrance to hell cannot be closed, or other reasons.

"Xiaoxian, you go back first, you won't like it here." Madara stared at the hole and whispered.

"Wow! It's great, I can't imagine that I will go to hell alive one day, what are you waiting for, let's hurry in! Cat Xiaoxian's reaction was unexpected, and she exclaimed excitedly.

"Are you sure you want to go in?" Madara frowned slightly.

"Don't try to put me in the space, or I'll be done with you." Mao Xiaoxian glared at Madara, and took the Greek mythological story back to the four-dimensional space, for fear that Madara would send herself to the Shenwei space in the next second.

Madara glanced at the cat fairy, said no more, lowered himself into the hole, and walked down a flight of steps.

Thundered!

Dirt fell and sealed the entrance to the cave. Madara frowned and walked inside.

The stone walls of the cave are lit with dim candle heads, and the walls are inlaid with countless skulls.

Click!

There was a crunch sound at Madara's feet, and when he looked down, his feet were covered with corpses, and he had just stepped on the ribs of an unknown man.

"It's terrifying!" Mao Xiaoxian hugged Madara's neck, although her body trembled, she couldn't hide the curiosity in her eyes.

"That's why I won't let you in." Madara's face was flat, and after seventeen years of wandering through the wind and rain, the people he had killed could fill this stone room. These bones were nothing to him, and he had seen them all bloodier than that.

"We're on the path of the dead! It's so exciting. Cat Xiaoxian exclaimed excitedly.

"At most, it's an outlaw mandarin duck!" Madara laughed.

The cat fairy glared, and a hint of shame flashed in her eyes.

In front of a man and a cat, a large black river appeared, and the surrounding silence was terrifying, and the river water did not have a trace of ripples, like stagnant water.

"This is the River Styx?" The cat fairy thought of the records in Greek mythology and stories, and now he learns and sells it.

"Ahh Madara stared into the distance.

A small wooden boat approached, and a figure stood on board. The boat sailed peacefully to the shore on the River Styx, without stirring up a single wave.

The cat's eyes widened, it was a tall and lanky boatman, with no muscles on his face, his bony hands holding the oars, and his eyes were lifeless, like the living dead.

If there was any difference between the boatman and the skeletons outside, he had an extra human skin, and he could speak.

"This is not the place for the living!" The boatman Furui has no waves.

"Take me to Hades!" Madara smiled.

The boatman glanced at Spota and was silent.

"I don't want to say one sentence twice." The black and white eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and the three black magatama beside the pupils slowly turned.

Madara knew that the boatman wanted tolls, and Hades was a good little ghost, but he didn't waste time with the boatman.

"You're Madara Uchiha!" Just as Madara was about to take control of the boatman, he suddenly spoke. (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks to 'Shadow Blossom', 'Lyich', 'Maso Fuko', and 'First Starch' for their tips!