【Hell Depth 1】

Outside the cabin were the ruins of a barren ancient city, with dry bones and rotten steel lying everywhere, as if it had experienced a disaster, but as if it had not been, but only decayed.

Everything was silent, and the whole city was in ruins as if it had died.

Only behind the massive arch that was broken, something seemed to wake up in the heavenly dome, and when it opened its eyes, its huge pupils looked down on him like the moon.

Between the rotten sky and the ruined earth, pale faces fluttered like butterflies in the blood-colored moonlight.

The cold engulfed him little by little, like a sticky tide.

Take away all the temperature......

Huai Shi couldn't help but begin to gasp, and the panic and uneasiness conveyed in the memory were like a tide, constantly hitting him.

He could only keep stripping those negative emotions from himself and turning them into ashes, but even so, he still couldn't stop the biting cold.

The poisonous pain screamed in the depths of his consciousness, and the subject was roaring, crying, and trying to struggle, but no one spoke to him the whole time.

Only the violent shock began again.

Once again, the depth gauge shows: [Depth Three]

There was a roar from outside the cabin, the loud sound of countless heavy machinery running, and the lava surging beneath the hollowed-out ground and the rusty assembly lines all over the place.

It's a work built on hell, with huge assembly lines constantly turning, and rows of scarlet hooks hanging from countless people.

As if they were all alive, they kept struggling, crying in despair, and as the assembly line turned, they were sent to the workshop one by one, and in the continuous cutting and crushing, the miserable screams disappeared, and in the end, only the sharp screams of steel friction remained.

In the end, from the assembly line to tables, chairs, table lamps, clocks, and bronze mirrors, it was sent into the deepest part of the darkness.

【Depth 7】

War.

War is like a flood and a flame, drowning everything.

The roar of the battle filled the ears, and the monsters fought with each other, and thousands of giants gathered in one place, covered in steel, like slaves, roaring under the whip of their masters, and trampling the corpses forward.

The chains were torn around the necks of even larger creatures.

The dozen or so women were hundreds of meters tall.

They were naked, their flaxen hair burning with flames, weeping and wailing, being pulled forward, singing in pain and despair, their backs dripping with hot blood as if from the lacerations of their wings, and their heads hung with a mutilated halo.

The singing voice is hoarse and high-pitched.

Praise be to the God of the dead.

【Depth 9】

The endless ocean, the primordial soup of life boiling, the huge beasts and monsters devouring each other, and then turned into ashes in the thunder and fire from the sky and the magma that cracked the earth, and once again began a futile reincarnation.

【Depth 10】

Darkness, never-ending darkness, in the midst of the desolation, there is a back sitting quietly on the iron stone, like a prisoner. He's talking, he's singing, he's dancing.

Waiting for death.

【Depth ???】

Chaos, a dazzling light, death, destruction, gods, despair, despair, despair, despair, despair, despair......

......

In the endless fall, he learned to be afraid, began to scream, and fell into madness.

Finally, the despair was comprehended.

Finally, at the moment when everything was about to be destroyed, the man subconsciously called out that name.

"Mom's ......"

And so, everything came to an abrupt end.

Darkness strikes.

He awoke, from the ignorance and shackles of mortals.

The soul is manifested.

Sublimation, began.

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Huai Shi opened her eyes and stared blankly at the sky.

After a long time, I finally reacted.

Even though he had long been accustomed to fear, when he turned into the Red Glove, it was still difficult to resist the despair and pain he had once felt.

It's like throwing people into the deep ocean and forcing them to grow gills.

It's too rough.

It's like life doesn't have any meaning.

"......"

He felt a sharp pain in his head, slowly propped up his body, handed the crow to the awakening tea and drank it in one gulp, and finally relaxed a little after a long time.

"It looks like the Hell Deep Tour is working very well. ”

The crow whistled: "That guy in the red gloves probably did a splitting operation in advance to avoid leaking information after death." The records left behind are simply a mess, and the most valuable is probably this paragraph. ”

"That agency...... He was ......"

"That's right, more than sixty years ago, during the Cold War, in order to deal with the pressure of the Eastern Xia and the Russian Federation on the Eastern Front, the Holy Rome at that time made the decision to create the Legion of the Sublimators through racial screening and genetic modification.

The name of this project is to be the Fountain of Life.

Then what you see should be their artificial sublimation method, which is too rough, forcibly throwing people into hell to gamble.

In the end, there were only thirty-one people who succeeded in sublimation, and Red Glove was one of them, and later died due to sequelae until only four remained, and the project was stopped. ”

“...... In other words, Red Gloves are actually in their sixties?"

"yes, that's right, how does it feel to beat up an old man?"

“......”

Thinking that he had been almost hung up and beaten by a half-crippled old man, Huai Shi felt a burst of magic, but what made him even more incredulous was: "Are the places he once entered really hell?"

Is there hell in this world?

Although he had heard it many times, he didn't take it to heart, and it wasn't until he saw it with his own eyes that he realized that there was such a strange place in this world.

"To be exact, everything that is excluded from the frontier can be called hell - what the Red Gloves experience should be the fragments of the abyss that the Byzantines found while exploring outside the borders, most of which are worthless.

But if you take it literally, Huaishi, there is nothing wrong with the existence of hell in this world, except that they are not the world after death, but the world that has died—a tomb made of the wreckage of the world from an unknown number of epochs ago.

There, it's not surprising that anything happens......"

"The world is dead?" asked Huai Shi, "the world will die too?"

"Just as man dies, everything dies – if you think it's death, it's death. The crow said calmly, "However, I prefer to call it Nirvana and rebirth, a reincarnation." ”

"Alright, enough talk tonight, it's time for you to go to sleep. ”

The crow turned and flew to the basement with its wings spread.

Huai Shi got up and walked upstairs to the bedroom.

At that moment, their movements froze, and they all looked back at each other.

At the same time, I felt the anomaly coming from the Book of Destiny.

Huai Shi stretched out his hand, and the book of fate reappeared.

But this time, it was no longer quiet. The Book of Destiny vibrated slightly, as if it had received some call, conveying some kind of message to Huai Shi.

This is the first time that the Book of Destiny has taken the initiative to show Huai Shi any abnormal signs.

Huai Shi looked at it in astonishment, and finally looked at the crow.

"What's going on?"

The crow was silent, as if discerning something, for a long time, and suddenly burst out laughing softly.

"Interesting......"

She asked, "When are you going to school?"

"Monday the day after tomorrow, what's wrong?"

The crow bowed, "Is it free tomorrow?"

"Yes. ”

"Well, since it's rare to have time......"

After thinking for a moment, the crow threw a wink at him quite charmingly: "Why don't you go on a date together?"

“......”

Huai Shi rolled her eyes, waved her hand, and turned to walk to her bedroom.

The woman is finally crazy.

Inexplicably, before falling asleep...... He suddenly thought that if only what he had just told himself was her humanoid form.

So, I didn't sleep all night.

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The next day, early in the morning, Huai Shi was woken up by a crow.

Carrying a small schoolbag, the expectant crow jumped up and down on his chest: "Get up, get up, boy, a man who is not punctual will not be favored by a lady." ”

"Have you washed your hair?"

"Have you wiped your face?"

"Have you brushed your teeth?"

"Have you changed into new clothes?"

"Ready to meet with gifts and bouquets?"

In the midst of the noise attack of the crows, Huai Shisheng moved around the house without love, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, changed his clothes like a walking corpse, washed his face and brushed his teeth, sat down at the dining table, sluggishly stuffed the breakfast brought by Uncle Fang into his mouth, and finally poured a whole pot of coffee with his head up.

Look at the time on the wall again.

Half past six.

"Are you crazy!" Huai Shi was furious: "Even if you go on a date, you have a fart at half past six in the morning!

The crow ignored him.

This will be her talking to Uncle Fang.

Uncle Fang bent down and handed over a small flower that he had picked when he was building the nursery in the morning, and praised with a smile: "Today's lady looks very energetic. ”

The crow took the flower with one wing, and looked at Huai Shi with eyes that hated iron and steel: "Look at the old house and look at you, learn a little!"

Huai Shi pouted, everyone is an old fox, sister, who are you talking to about fasting.

"Young Master, respecting the beauty of a lady is a necessary virtue for a gentleman. ”

Uncle Fang said while helping him put on his coat. Then after they took their things, he helped them open the door, and Uncle Fang was already waiting in the courtyard for the reserved day-charter car.

"Sir, please. ”

The uniformed driver, wearing white gloves, bowed to Huai Shi and then opened the door for him.

Finally, Uncle Fang put the bag with sunscreen, umbrella and coat into the carriage and said goodbye to them: "I have booked lunch and flowers and a cruise to the park for two of you at the Brown restaurant in the city center, and I wish you two a happy trip today." ”

"See? How terrible it is for a man to be delicate. ”

The crow sighed softly on Huai Shi's shoulder: "Learn a little, little brother, you have one-third of the skills of the old house, and my sister is not worried that you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life." ”

Huai Shi didn't know what to say anymore.

The eyes that looked at Uncle Fang became extremely awe-inspiring.

Uncle Fang...... Terrifying!