The depths of the Old World.

It was even deeper than the "transit station" that the patient had reached through the [door] after completing the pathway, in a narrow intercellular area almost close to the center of the lesion.

The biological wall here has been built for an unknown number of years, and a primitive, unfiltered "silver liquid" is constantly oozing from the wall, also known as the "ancient gene stock solution".

60% of the ancient gene fragments in it are aggressive and destructive to patients, and there are many mutilated and mutated genes, which can lead to a series of 'collapses' of individuals once combined into normal gene sequences.

If a patient who is about to undergo silver turbidity is touched by such a silver liquid, most of them will undergo root mutations, with a rare chance of breaking through normally, and most likely they will die directly or become a deformed variant, a product of failure, or even turn into a pile of ancient protein sculptures and become a part of the old world.

however

In this narrow area filled with untreated silver liquid, there was a bald man whose physique was significantly larger than ordinary people, and his pupils as deep as black gems seemed to be able to see through everything.

These mutilated and ancient genes can barely carry out the inner destruction of his body, allowing him to experience this rare and rare feeling of inner pain.

His head was stuck with many broken saw blades, and his skull was sunk deep in.

With his arms outstretched, he leaned on the shore as if he were soaking in a hot spring.

Behind his back, a huge iron chain resembling a butcher's hook was hooked deep into different places, a total of "eleven", each exuding an aura of heaviness, murder, and judgment, and completely spread out behind him.

The man's palm also had two large, threaded holy nails running through them, releasing an aura that was completely different from that of regular chains.

Not long ago, the holy nail in his palm had begun to shake slightly, which meant that there was a certain degree of abnormality in the "nothingness" area under his control.

But

As the warden, he didn't care, there was no need for him to take matters into his own hands because of this level of abnormality, and the great prison monks he trusted the most should be able to solve it.

Now is his most important and necessary monthly bath time, this habit has been going on for I don't know how many years, he doesn't want to interrupt his leisure and elegance because of a small movement, otherwise his work efficiency will be reduced for a long time.

However, the faint tremors continued and never resolved.

Just when the warden was a little upset, he planned to go back and reprimand the subordinates after the bath...... Who knows, buzz!

The originally faint tremors suddenly intensified, and even the warden trembled violently in pain, and silver waves of water rippled around his body.

He stood up suddenly, revealing his eight-pack abs with a metallic sheen, and looked down at the hands with the holy nails in his face, his face full of incredulity.

"There are people who want to go to the deepest layers! And in a way I've never seen before...... Is there another monster from the original tomb?

It seems that he wants to save the previous monster, but the dead are really getting more and more messed up at first! ”

I don't have the heart to continue bathing,

He immediately put on the noble black leather coat and tore a passage back to the surface of the Old World with the butcher's chain swaying on his back.

In less than five minutes, the chains of the entire monastery began to tremble.

The four Great Prison Monks, who were holding a joint meeting in the "mourning" area of the middle staircase, stared wide-eyed, bowed their heads or knelt on the ground in different postures.

The princess buried her head completely, she knew that this time the matter was big, and the responsibility was mainly on her.

"Warden!"

"You four...... Didn't do anything, and let a deceased break into the lower stairs? ”

The princess bowed her head and said, "We were looking for you to apply for a pass to Confused. ”

"Apply? You don't even have the consciousness to give up your life, it seems that you have become lazy and even cowardly because of the long period of stable life......"

"We'll go down right now."

"It's too late...... The staircase seal to the endless has been opened, and someone has gone down. ”

"What!!"

As soon as these words came out, both the prison monks and the executioners who were watching were stunned, and only Asimov's eyes flashed with a moment of relief.

"Who's the main one of you who is investigating the intruders this time?"

"Me!" The princess hurriedly responded.

"You four come with me, Angelica, tell me a little bit about the invaders on the way...... The rest of the executioners, jailers, and monks all withdrew from the Sins Ladder and opened the highest level of prison ban. ”

"Yes."

The monastery surrounded by the thorny forest began to 'move'.

The labyrinthine structure on the surface pulls up iron chains at the top, and the whole monastery is completely enclosed.

……

Five minutes ago.

The sinners, known as the "Eighteenth Sinful Karma", gasped one by one, and all the abilities expressed in the body for illness were retracted.

They all widened their eyes as they watched as they watched the deep black hole with a diameter of about five meters torn out in front of them, meaning that the seal set by the warden had been opened again after an interval of eight hundred years.

Dr. Pound was putting back his dentures, and he was the hardest working person just now, lying on the ground and frantically biting at the floor tiles, almost crushing all the dentures that he had worked so hard to refine.

At present, there is a rare genuine smile on his feminine face,

"Really...... Torn up! ”

The smile didn't last long, though, for the torn passage didn't lead to the outside world, but to a deeper place, an area that would seem certain to any sinner.

soon

In the depths of the pitch-black passage, an alternative kind of dead qi surfaced upward, even washing away the black liquid that Yi Chen had dripped from.

White mist

When they saw this burst of rising white mist, all the sinners felt a sense of death that went straight to their souls, and hurriedly retreated behind the nearby pillars.

Only Yi Chen was still standing on the edge of the pit, and even lifted his head to look into the depths, feeling this pure white death.

"White Death...... See you for the first time, huh? When? ”

Yi Chen was stunned for a moment, his right arm exposed to the white mist and the head in his hand had turned into white bones, but he did not withdraw his arm and continued to observe the depths with a skull head.

Something beckoned to him.

At the same time, bursts of coercion came from above, and the resonance of the rebar at the back of the head was felt at the end.

There was also some toothache, and Dr. Pound also hurriedly rectified his state and made a gesture of escape.

"Oh! The warden actually rushed back as soon as possible, Mr. Yi, let's withdraw first!

I hope you will survive and tear open an even bigger hole in the prison so that we can see the light of day...... Don't die quietly inside, I still have your death mark on my neck, remember to kill me before you die. ”

When Pound said this, the rest of the sinners had already slipped away, and he didn't dare to slack off, and quickly flashed people.

Yi Chen first looked up, and through his 'deep breath', he vaguely caught that multiple completely different iron chains were about to penetrate here, and once they were hooked, they would not be able to resist.

Turning to look at the deep hole where the white mist was rising beneath him, he didn't hesitate too much, and the final answer was below.

A jumping down into it,

Faced with the white mist that lingered all over his body, Yi Chen did not use his own death to stop it, but took the initiative to cater to let the white mist penetrate his body.

The depth of the fall is beyond imagination,

It took half a minute to finally land,

Smack~Smack~Smack!

At the same time, due to the effect of the white mist, pieces of carrion peeled down from Yi Chen's body, and his whole person almost turned into a festering rotting corpse with white bones, and he felt that it would not be long before he was about to completely turn into a skeleton.

Even Nash, wrapped around his body, was badly shriveled and lacked flesh like a bone worm.

Fortunately, the effect of "dead man's makeup" ensures the state of immortality, allowing Yi Chen to explore in it.

In front of me is a very simple stone prison,

It's one because there's only one pathway here, either forward or backward, and there's no other option, and it seems to stretch endlessly on both sides.

For the time being, the so-called former head of the Dead Plague Knights has not been found.

(End of chapter)