Eternal youthful beauty.

Julia, who was excited in the utility room, almost couldn't help but kiss the man in front of her who exuded the scent of blood, and suddenly a strange man in a black suit suddenly appeared in front of the opposite wall.

But the windows and doors were closed, and it was as if he was shuttling silently through the void, breaking Julia's private feelings, "Someone! ”

"Who!" Frank turned around nervously, the man had come to less than twenty centimeters in front of him, his palm slapped on his shoulder like lightning, Frank immediately felt his heart be slammed, his heartbeat accelerated several times, the sharp stabbing pain and weakness made him fall to his knees forward, his cheek touched the man's leather shoes, and squirmed with a moan of pain, as if licking the man's boots.

And Julia took two steps back, turned her back to the door, opened her mouth to cry out for help, and an invisible force locked her tongue and throat, and all over her body, and she was as straight as a stick, and watched the strange man look at the two of her with a terrible look, like a butcher looking at a pig and sheep tied to a restraint rack.

"Frank Cotton, the curse who escaped from hell." Dean reached out and dipped a drop of Frank's blood and started licking the memory, "Your brother Larry's blood saved your life, but you want to harm him?" ”

Dean waved again, and the dark wooden floor of the room instantly shattered, and a séance flew into his palm, and was then taken into the fantasy space.

"Has your human side been left in hell forever?"

Frank looked up tremblingly and looked at Dean pleadingly, but he was speechless from the painful experience of chest tightness and dizziness.

Although the disease released by the Sickness Box could only weaken 15% of all attributes, the drastic effect of the accompanying "Heart Attack" attack completely robbed him of the power of resistance from this transcendent body.

"I'll give you a chance, answer the questions honestly, and I'll let you go out as fast as you can, or you'll experience torture worse than hell. Got it? Dean withdrew a portion of the other man's illness slightly, and Frank let out a long breath and collapsed to the ground covered in blood and sweat, a vivid expression of horror on his bloody face.

The instincts he had developed after being tortured in Hell for a month told him that this man was more terrifying and difficult to deal with than the Hell monks he had met.

"Who the hell are you? What do you want to know? ”

"I'll ask you to answer, say more, you have to live better than die."

A hint of reluctance flashed in Frank's eyes, "Spare my life... I said..."

"You're not in a bargaining position." Dean clenched his fist again, and the latter instantly rolled on his chest and rolled on the ground, his body covered in skin and muscles that covered the floor with blood,

"Stop! I say, I say! ”

Dean picked up the Rubik's Cube on the ground, "Where did you get the Mourning Box?" ”

"Somewhere in Southeast Asia... Hiss... I spent all my savings to buy this box from a man..."Frank lay on the ground and twisted his face and hurriedly explained, as if he was worried that he would be tortured by the other party if he said slowly, "I went to hell and realized that that man was not an ordinary person, he was an intermediary of Leviathan hell. ”

"Hell intermediaries?"

"Don't... Hiss... There are many people or supernatural beings in the world who willingly work for hell out of desire or faith, and they are responsible for managing the mourning box on earth, and passing the box to those who have the potential for pain and soul, luring them to open the box and go into hell to suffer... Like me. ”

Dean nodded, saying that the Hell Intermediary was the equivalent of a Leviathan's believer and spy in the human world.

"What did you see and what did you experience after you went to hell?"

Frank struggled in silence for a moment before he said in fear,

"When I opened the box, my original body was torn to pieces by chains, and my soul was taken into hell by the Hell Monks. I was re-endowed with a mutilated body and imprisoned in a 'personal hell', tormented by the illusions of the conjured entities, providing the hell with pain. ”

When Julia heard this, she felt a hole open in her brain, and nightmarish spells and wails flew in, making her soul tremble in the black ocean.

Dean went on to ask, "What else is in hell but personal hell?" ”

"When I was escorted, I passed through the labyrinth where the monks lived; The glass-orb-like mental cage that traps many anxious souls... I don't know anything else... Please stop torturing me. ”

The blood memory proved that the other party was not lying, and Dean couldn't help but show a look of disappointment, he had already learned these things from William and his son.

Dean lowered his voice, "Did you see Him (Leviathan)?" ”

Frank shook his head desperately, "I don't have the potential to do that, I don't have that qualification, but I happened to witness the process of transforming new souls... He stretched out tentacles covered in bright red musculature and interlaced fangs, wrapping around the top of the chosen one's head, pouring green liquid... Transform people into hellish monks. ”

Dean imagined it for a moment, and couldn't help but feel a chill.

"What else? Tell me everything you know! ”

"I felt like the whole hell was shaking all the time," Frank recalled, his eyes beginning to wander, "in hell, it was like sitting in a spindle-shaped submarine... Floats in some kind of viscous liquid. ”

"What do you mean that hell is a spindle-shaped space?"

"I'm not sure, it's just my feelings, hell is gently spinning and floating, occasionally emitting some strange colorful light, the light shines through the floor below, I see the darkness under hell, there is something more terrifying than the hell monk hidden in the darkness, just looking at it makes my soul fly away."

Frank's body curled up in a ball, and he seemed delirious, and began to say something incoherently.

Dean tightened his eyebrows, only to understand that the Leviathan Hell was constantly moving and that something was underneath? "What else?"

"No," Frank pleaded, turning to look at Julia who was pinned to the door, "spare my life, I'll give her to you, and you can enjoy this woman to your heart's content." ”

"Nope! Frank, you can't do that to me! Julia cried out in horror and silently, is this still the lover who tempted her to betray her husband and kept saying that she would always be with her?

Dean just shook his head, "I can only give you dead silence." ”

Frank suddenly let out a high-pitched wail, and a variety of diseases in his body broke out at the same time, and under the strong stimulation, his body was like a balloon that was inflated, and then exploded into a ball of meat sauce with a "pop".

The crimson flames swept by.

The burst of meat sauce, a translucent wailing soul, were all burned to ashes.

Shadow absorbs the Soul Essence, Shadow Lv5 (340→341/700).

It's too weak.

Dean slightly regretted that a spell could only provide 1 soul essence? But the disease was more powerful than he had imagined.

Then he looked at Julia, who had her back to the door, and Julia pleaded, but saw nothing but coldness.

"You and your beloved Frank are in eternal nothingness."

Smack.

Dean clenched his fist, and the woman's body shattered into a cloud of minced flesh and burned to ashes.

Shadow Lv5 (341→342/700)

On the second floor of this villa, the utility room where the bloodthirsty spell and the femme fatale were hidden restored to tranquility.

Dean crushed the box of mourning in his hand, digesting Frank's description of hell in his mind.

Not long after, there was a sudden clanging sound behind him, and the window was slammed open.

A homeless man in a dirty coat, greasy, sticky hair and beard ghostly rushed to Dean and reached for the Rubik's Cube in his hand.

But how did he outrun Dean so fast?

Dean raised his right hand and grabbed the homeless man's neck like lightning, lifting him into the air, his eyes looking at him like electricity, "Who are you?" Where did you jump out of here and grab my stuff? ”

Crazy bloodshot and cold jealousy welled up in the homeless man's eyes, "I'm an intermediary, and I'm in charge of managing the mystery box. The owner of the box has completely disappeared, and a new owner has to be found. But not someone who already owns a box. Give it to me and get things back on track. ”

Dean immediately realized that there was a mystery box lying in his fantasy space for a long time, but this guy could actually feel it?

"I'm going to say no?"

"Bear the wrath of Hell!"

The homeless man roared in a hoarse voice, and his dirty coat suddenly burst open, and his dark body changed in an instant, and in front of Dean, it turned into a small bony bone dragon with membranous wings, a mouth full of fangs, and two horns on its head.

Roar!

The bone dragon opened its mouth and spat out a large area of orange flames, wrapped up in Dean's body and burned the suit to ashes, and then suddenly burst out with terrifying force to break free from Dean's right hand restraints, lowered his head and bit the Rubik's Cube, turned around and flew out of the window.

It's as fast as a ray of light.

Dean's flame-burned and smoking body shot out right behind him, raising his hand and swallowing up the space.

The pale blue sky cracked a pitch-black space, like the open mouth of an abyss beast, instantly swallowing the body below the skull of the fleeing bone dragon, swallowing it until only one head remained.

But when it lost its body, a burst of flames erupted from behind its head, and its speed skyrocketed, and it teleported into the sky with the Rubik's Cube in its mouth.

Dean landed under a pine tree, stared at the direction it faded and shook his shoulder, and the white-gold life energy surged out, instantly healing the charred black skin around him to a white and flawless color.

Immediately, a light blue denim suit covered his slender and well-proportioned body.

"Hell Broker, you are fast enough to escape from me, but where can you escape?"

Dean closed his eyes and opened the dark realm of his mind and began to search for its whereabouts.

……

The time is slightly earlier.

At a restaurant on the North End, Larry Cotton is having lunch with his daughter Christine and his mother-in-law, Debra.

Larry poured a cup of coffee for the old woman, "Debra, you're sure you've recovered and no longer need any treatment, and I'm going to introduce you to a few new cancer specialists." ”

"I've been tested at several hospitals," Debra said with a smile, "and the doctors said I didn't have any cancer cells in my body, and I couldn't be better now." ”

Christine took the old woman's hand and squeezed it, and smiled sweetly, "Grandma's body is even tougher than when I was in middle school. ”

"That's a miracle." Larry admired, looking at the two of them with a slightly pleading gaze, "Let's both move to our house, take care of each other as a family, adjust to the new life... Kindness... There have been several burglary homicides in the East End recently, and I don't feel comfortable living outside. ”

Christine pursed her lips, "I negotiated a work contract with a pet store in the North District this morning, and I'm going to work tomorrow... The North District is far away from there, so it shouldn't be dangerous, and I'll be on the safe side. ”

"I support Christine renting a house in the North End," the old woman looked at Larry with a determined look, "Your daughter is so old that she should have her own life, always living with her father and stepmother, how can she find a boyfriend?" ”

"Grandma..."Christine's cheeks flushed slightly,

Larry interrupted, "Ahem, sweetheart, are you sure you don't want to live together because you don't have an opinion about Julia?" ”

Christine and her grandmother looked at each other and said with a clear conscience, "She's fine." ”

"It's good that you understand, Julia looks cold, but she is a kind woman who has always treated you as a daughter." Larry stroked his daughter's hair, "I want you to be friends." ”

"I do my best."

"Then I agree, if you have to live in the North District, you can live in the North District, but you have to come to the house for dinner every weekend, and although Julia and I are not great experts and professors, it is no problem to share a little experience with new people who have just worked."

"Deal, Daddy."

……

The family of three finished lunch in harmony and left the restaurant together.

But as soon as he walked to the back alley of the restaurant, the old man's soul that held the arms of the two people throbbed inexplicably, and when he turned around, he looked at the mouth of the alley-

A scruffy homeless man sat in front of the raised edges of the wall, his chest and abdomen shriveled under a black coat, and his limbs thin with skin and bones, looking very weak.

The big rugged face with a thick beard and tousled hair twisted in pain, and pleading eyes stared at the three people passing by, instantly arousing a strong sympathy in the old woman's heart.

"Poor man, you need help." The old woman hurriedly stopped Larry and Christine, returned to the dining room, bought a warm lunch and coffee and put it in front of the homeless man, "God saved me from despair, and now I pass on this kindness to you." ”

"Eat slowly, sir," Christine said with a soft glint in her big eyes and a crisp voice, "not enough for me to buy you some more." ”

"It's too cold, you haven't found a place to stay, have you?" Larry went further and asked, "I'll drive you to the nearest shelter later?" ”

The homeless man nodded gratefully at the three of them, and his withered hand reached into his arms and took out a golden Rubik's cube and handed it to the old woman, "Kind family, this is a precious gift for you, it can lead you to the bliss of heaven, please accept it and use it immediately... Especially you, old lady, although you escaped death by accident, your name has already been recorded in hell..."

Names are recorded in hell?

The three of them didn't seem to hear the last sentence, and the three pairs of eyes stared straight at the exquisite Rubik's Cube, as if attracted by some quality, and the old woman unconsciously took the Rubik's Cube, and rubbed the tip of her right index finger along the golden sun-like pattern in the center of one of the sides, and the pattern like the hour hand in the four corners of the sun.

One, two, three.

Click.

The Rubik's Cube suddenly made a crisp sound, and the golden and black flakes were like precision instruments, and the Rubik's Cube quickly changed from a cube to a spindle formed by the overlapping bottoms of two triangular pyramids.

"Oh God."

The old lady exclaimed, and threw away the Rubik's Cube like a burned hand.

But it was too late, and silvery-white arcs of electricity swept through the air, and a dense white mist appeared out of thin air, surging like living creatures, covering the space where the three of Christine were in the blink of an eye, and the previous homeless man disappeared without a trace.

"What's going on, what's going on?"

Christine nervously clinged to her father and wrapped her arms around her grandmother's hand,

Larry hurriedly shouted, "Don't move, wait a while, the fog will naturally dissipate, Debra, leave that Rubik's Cube alone." ”

But the red brick walls of the back alley of the restaurant rattled and strangely parted to the sides, revealing a dead and narrow passageway.

Ding Lingdang -

There was a crisp crash in the passage, and black sharp hooks and chains with flesh and blood collided with each other and shot out, brutally piercing the cheeks of the caught old woman off guard, with the back of her hands and feet, and her whole body.

The barbs gripped tightly to every inch of skin, tightening violently.

The old woman screamed, and was lifted and hung in the foggy air by countless chains like a taxidermy to dry.

"Oh God!" Larry covered his mouth as he watched the bloody scene, his eyes bulging and his sockets almost fainting.

"No, Grandma!"

Christine's eyes were red, and she circled around the old lady, but she didn't dare to touch her body for fear of hurting, and suddenly heard the heavy footsteps of several leather boots stepping on pools of blood in the thick fog around her.

Several pale and cold human figures came into view, all of them with horrific mutilated and perforated wounds, and dressed in black leather clothing that resembled slaughter garments or religious vestments, with no joy in sight on their crippled faces, not even humanity, only despair, and an appetite that made the intestines ache so much that they wanted to empty.

The man with a nail-headed head and a dignified face looked at the screaming old lady and spoke,

"Debra, God hasn't been able to save you, we're here to take you home."

(End of chapter)

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