In a world shrouded in endless black mist, a metal giant sits cross-legged on its knees.

He didn't have any facial features on his face, except for a super-large metal eye on his body, and he glanced at the officer indifferently.

The next moment, a white light fell from the sky, and the officer disappeared into the black fog world, and came to a place where birds and flowers were fragrant.

Hell for the Dead! A prison used by the Wisdom Weapon General under the command of Gu Erdan to store and supervise souls, allowing them to provide energy to Gu Erdan.

But for some souls, it is like heaven.

At least for the ordinary people, whose quality of life was still at the level of the late Middle Ages and who were exploited by the aristocracy for many years, this was a paradise for them.

The general, who came to an exclusive small space, immediately attracted the attention of several people in the room as soon as he entered, and a child who was only a few years old ran directly over and hugged him, and began to complain.

"Daddy! Mom won't let me eat candy! Obviously, it said that you can take it casually! ”

The general, who was hugging his son, patted his son on the head and looked up to see ahead.

There was a woman, not outstanding in appearance, but a woman with a very gentle expression, and she was very virtuous at first glance.

"I'm back."

"Well, I'm back."

A plain sentence of dialogue, as if it was the same as before.

Looking at the familiar rooms and furnishings around him, the general was silent for a while.

"I thought you'd add something new."

"No, I can't figure out what those things are, I don't dare to touch them, otherwise what if I hurt the children, and I'm used to these things for a long time."

The woman's words silenced the general for a while, and after walking into the room with the child in his arms, he sat on the edge of the bed and bowed his head silently.

A few days ago, he desperately led his troops out of the siege, and immediately heard the bad news of the fall of his hometown.

He had already guessed the end of his wife and daughter, and he was grief-stricken, and he was ready to fight this group of undead to the end.

However, just the day before yesterday, after tossing and turning for a long time before he fell asleep, he was suddenly lured to this world by a very strange giant, saying that his lover wanted to see him?

And then here he met his lover, his children, everything he cared about.

After careful probing, and even confirming the instinctive little habits that his wife had not noticed, the general had basically confirmed that this was indeed his wife.

For a moment, the general suddenly felt that his worldview was beginning to crumble.

The original hatred suddenly lost its purpose.

For a while, he couldn't even tell whether these undead were friends or foes.

After playing with his children for a while, and even taking him to the place called the playground for a roller coaster, the general finally said goodbye to the children and walked outside with his wife.

He didn't know what was so fun about that thing, was it just for the thrill of it? If you want to pursue excitement, go directly to the battlefield and cut people! That's a lot more exciting than a roller coaster!

Raising his head and calling softly, a white light fell, and the general appeared in front of the one-eyed metal giant again.

Looking at the giant in front of him, looking down at the flower rope that the child had knitted for himself in his hand, the general suddenly clenched his palm.

"My lord, how can I let my family live here forever?"

"Permanently? No! There is no permanence here! Souls that have lost their value will be driven out of this world! There are no idlers here! ”

The cold voice of the metal cyclops sounded, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, and the huge eyes continued to sweep towards the figure below.

"So what does it mean to have value?"

"We think you have value, you have value."

“………… If, I mean, if I can help you break the city, is it worthwhile? ”

“………… Calculate. ”

"Understood."

The general, holding the flower rope, disappeared into the world with a cold face.

As he vanished, the giant metal giant shrank, and out of the black mist behind him came many companions of different shapes.

Looking at the departing figure of the general, one of them spoke.

"Do you think this is possible?"

"I don't know, anyway, it's just to test it, to test people's hearts."

The guardians of the Hell of the Dead retreated into the black mist once more, leaving only the Cyclops to remain here.

He is the Inquisitor of the day, responsible for observing good and evil that enter the soul.

Good jurisdiction of income hell, bad jurisdiction of the spot GG.

At this time, the Hell of the Dead has also changed a lot from when it was first established.

The most obvious change is that the soul that enters it is no longer immortal, but has an age.

This is mainly because as the benefits were sent out, the doppelgangers of this group of intelligent machine generals discovered a very embarrassing thing.

That is, the souls who have no goal become very lazy, and 90% of them are stuck in the cycle of eating, drinking, sleeping, and then waking up to continue eating, drinking, and having fun.

Without passion, they can provide less crumbs of their souls.

It's useless for the generals to go out and supervise in person, everyone has an attitude that you like to say, what should I do?

Therefore, the generals who couldn't bear it immediately changed the rules of the world.

Isn't there no goal? Then set a goal for you!

Souls that enter the world of the dead will be able to survive in this world for a certain amount of time depending on their performance before death.

When the time comes, I can't help it, and I'll send you to accompany those unqualified guys on the spot.

It's easy to add time to me, find something for me to do.

Go to the virtual battlefield to train, go to the gladiatorial arena to fight.

You really don't want to fight, you can go on a roller coaster! As long as you move!

They just beg this group of masters not to continue to eat, sleep, sleep, eat!

Anyway, this group of medieval people didn't pursue it like this! Is it in their eyes! The so-called good day is enough food and drinks!

Under the urging of the generals, the souls that were included in it were semi-forcibly pulled out of the pig breeding cycle and began to have to find something to do.

As for the things they are looking for, they are all based on their own hobbies.

As for the most of them, it is naturally the one who fights, and the ones who watch others fight.

There is also a disagreement with the viewer, from watching the excitement to the excitement.

Although it was still a mess, the energy they provided had increased significantly, and it finally didn't make the Wisdom Weapon Generals lose face with Gu Erdan.

In the real world, the general wakes up from a dream and sits at the head of his bed in silence.

After a long time, he sighed, reached out and grabbed his armor, and walked out as he put it on.

At this moment, the night is hazy, and the drizzle is falling continuously.

This is another corpse spell used by the corpse witches, who originally intended to repeat the old trick and disintegrate the enemy from within.

It's a pity that the coalition forces have more means than they expected.

Although the magical power system of this world cannot be compared with the undead world, they are not very proficient, so they are extremely concerned about skills.

This has also led to a wide variety of magic in this world, which can be called a hundred flowers.

After being hit by the disgusting Scourge of the Dead, the defenders of the city quickly set up a response, and a large flame in the middle of the city illuminated the entire area, and any breath of death that entered it was dispelled.

It was precisely because of this flame that the rain of death that fell from the sky lost its due effect.