"Let's go, let's get out of here!"

At the moment when the mourning box was completely closed, Christine took Tiffany's hand and shouted anxiously to Wu Heng.

"I'll wait a little longer, you guys will withdraw one after another!" Wu Heng replied.

Christine is not a hypocritical person, and when she heard this, she immediately took Tiffany and ran towards the passage behind her.

Wu Heng didn't look back,

His eyes had been staring closely, and he was being carried by tentacles, two meters above the ground.

Because of the reason why Tiffany closed the mystery box in hell,

Livita's tentacles involuntarily shrank into the abyss,

But his tentacles were still firmly gripping the head of the physician monk Chanad.

At this point, it's like a stuck machine, and it can't be released.

'Ahhh~Ahhhh--!h ’

Channard let out a cry of pain, his iron blue, far beyond the neck of a zombie, slender with tentacles, like a rooster being held around the neck.

Click~!

Immediately afterward, a laceration wound occurred from Chanard's mouth, and the elongated neck instantly retracted, and the bloody jaw cheek was still attached to it.

The upper part of his head, along with the upper jaw, was torn off alive by the tentacles.

Channard's body fell straight from mid-air and fell to the ground, while Leviathan's tentacles carried most of his head and sank into the abyss.

"This is the time!"

Wu Heng controlled the ordinary body possessed, and used the only remaining leg to exert force, at the cost of destructively damaging muscles and bones, accompanied by a crackling fracture sound,

A long-distance jump landed next to Chanald's corpse.

One touch with one hand,

The corpse, which belonged to the true Hell's Monk, disappeared in its place.

"Finally got it!"

Although at this time, Wu Heng's only remaining leg was already shattered, and the muscle fibers were dissolved, and he was as paralyzed as a noodle.

But inside he was excited.

Normal Hell Monks are immortal, and unless the Leviathan's strength is indestructible, there is almost no chance of them being killed.

Even if he used the "Serunt Spell Array" to break their immortal bodies and kill them.

Leviathan was also able to bring back the power and soul of these dead hell monks to hell and reshape and resurrect them again.

Right now

The reason why Wu Heng was able to get this monk's corpse was because Leviathan at this time was when he was the weakest in the plot, and he didn't have the heart to take care of these at all.

Wu Heng raised his head and looked at the Leviathan that had turned into a cube in the sky,

In the gray sky at the top right of its box,

A gray mist-like vortex appeared to be only the size of a fist, but the exact size was unknown due to the distance.

But the actual size is definitely not smaller than a house.

Gusts of wind mixed with the evil souls of ghosts crying wolves flew into the sky, rushed into the whirlpool, and disappeared into hell.

This is the consequence of Tiffany's closing of the mourning box in Hell:

'A piece of the sky of hell has collapsed, and a hole has appeared,

And the destination that the hole leads to is the world! ’

A large number of evil spirits and spells,

From this loophole, escape to the real world of this plot world, and they all have a thirst for flesh and blood.

And among these souls, there are many beings who are only slightly weaker than the monks.

Leviathan has its own mission,

At this time, he didn't even restrain these escaping souls, but the surface of the cube flickered, and a subconscious came out.

This subconscious is not words, not instructions, but similar to invisible mental suggestion.

At this moment, all the hellish monks in hell received a hint that some monks didn't care, and some monks followed their inner consciousness.

Wu Heng didn't plan to stay here any longer, but at this time, his legs were gone, only one arm was left, and he couldn't walk, and he didn't want to risk exposure and use his power to repair this ordinary corpse.

So he took out the "Tiger Head Ox Body Chariot" that he had obtained in the previous world.

Under the communication of ideas,

The palm-sized chariot ornament instantly became the size of a carriage.

Wu Heng's only remaining arm in his limbs exerted his strength, grabbed the wheel, and turned over.

The hand grasped the thorny reins, and the remaining blood in the body gradually flowed into the body, as if the bronze statue of the tiger's head was activated, its eyelids moved slightly, and its four hooves quickly moved forward.

A strong feeling of pushing back hits,

The chariot overtook the sports car and rushed towards the passage where Christine and the others had left.

Under the abyss on both sides, there was a sudden roar of men and women mixed together, and the dark fog at the bottom surged up the labyrinth, accompanied by the blue lightning, and slowly sank.

On the surface of the Leviathan cube, a thick stream of blue lightning once again poured out, striking the hellhole in the sky.

With a terrible scream, a large number of souls mixed in the yin wind were scattered.

The whirlpool at the hole also faded away under the cover of lightning.

It didn't go away, it was just hidden.

With this blow, a violent vibration was once again felt under the abyss, as if two mountains had collided together.

Wu Heng couldn't care about these anymore, and hurriedly rushed into the hell passage.

Voices of Kristen and Tiffany were heard in front of them.

"Right away, hold on for two more seconds!"

"Okay, I'll block it first!"

Wu Heng drove the chariot and quickly approached in the dark passage, and he saw Tiffany carrying Christine's dagger and wrestling with a bloody corpse.

The eyes of this bloody corpse were full of dementia and hunger,

Apparently a numb soul whose reason had been worn out by pain, and who was left with only a thirst for the blood of the living.

This soul, for a maximum of three years, will turn into bricks of hell.

And Christine was hunched over the ground, quickly carving out a flash of light.

"Get out of the way!"

Wu Heng snorted coldly, and galloped over with the movement of the chariot's iron hooves falling to the ground.

"Get out of the way, Christine." It was the first thing Tiffany said in years.

Tiffany threw the dagger out of her hand and plunged into the chest of the bloody corpse an inch deep, her light body fluttered back, and pulled Christine who was still carving a spell on the side,

The two stood up straight, clinging to the arched walls of the hell passage, leaving plenty of room for the passage.

Boom!

The chariot arrived, crossed the two of them, and rushed forward three meters, and the metal tiger head directly smashed the bloody corpse in front of him into pieces, and the blood poured on the chariot, providing more energy for the chariot.

There was not much ordinary blood left in Wu Heng's body, and it had just been replenished.

"Get in the car!" Wu Heng shouted.

With only one arm left, he relied on the reins to ensure that his body did not fall, but he couldn't pull the two up.

When Wu Heng spoke, Christine and Tiffany were already climbing towards the car.

"Tiffany, do you know the way?"

After the two of them sat down, Wu Heng shook the reins and continued along the passage.

"Recognize, turn left, and go straight again."

Tiffany, who is good at puzzle solving puzzles and can even crack the diamond-shaped mourning box, naturally clearly remembers the specific route when she came to the labyrinth passage in front of her.

Of course

This doesn't mean she's cracked the route to hell, and the labyrinth's passages change daily.

Wu Heng naturally remembered the route, but he wanted to double confirm.

At this time, the door of the "Personal Hell" can no longer imprison the curses in the room, and there are spells in the passage from time to time.

Wu Heng is like driving a tank in a zombie movie,

His metal beast chariot did not slow down in the slightest in the face of the curses and blood corpses that stood in his way.

Wherever the chariot passed, flesh flew everywhere, and the wheels crushed over the broken bones, making a clattering sound.

And not far behind Wu Heng and the others,

In the gusts of yin wind, a group of evil spirits were enveloped, and the running ghosts and phantoms appeared on the ground.

Sitting in a stroller, a dead baby with her lips sewn on, a bald and wrinkled face in a wheelchair, a crippled old man, lying on a sliding stretcher, using her leg bones as a pulp, a corpse gliding on dry land, a female ghost running backwards on all fours in an iron bridge position, a female ghost with a cape scattered over her head,

There are also legs running in front, and the broken upper body hugs his thighs tightly to prevent the evil spirit from being thrown away.

It's like a hellish version of "Temple Run".

These ghost things, all of them followed closely behind Wu Heng's chariot,

With the help of the passage cleared by Wu Heng, they fled towards hell like the back car of the toll booth rubbing against ECT.

"The things in the back are going to catch up, what should I do?"

"Can this car depict a flash array?"

Christine grabbed the edge of the car with one hand and Tiffany with the other, looked at the demons and monsters behind her worriedly, and asked Wu Heng.

"You can't draw, leave them alone for now."

Wu Heng said in a stiff tone.

It's not that he did it on purpose, but that the possessed body is dead, and the hell is cold, the body temperature is rapidly draining, and even the blood is about to run out, and the entire muscle group of this body is gradually stiffening.

The chariot weaves through the passages, passing through one "personal hell" after another.

suddenly

Wu Heng heard a large number of screams and metal clashing sounds at the intersection of the cave in front of him, the position of the left passage, and his heart sank, and he immediately increased the speed of the chariot to the limit.

"Jump with all your might, don't hesitate!" Wu Heng said urgently.

Christine and Tiffany were always paying attention to the situation around them, their hearts were tense, and they were always on guard against emergencies, so they jumped up immediately without the slightest hesitation.

Wu Heng quickly lay on the seat.

Swish!

Almost as soon as the chariot passed, three wires covered with thistles burst out from the left passage side by side, deep into the rock wall on the right, forming a barricade.

Christine and the others jumped up, just past the wire, and with a flick of their eyes, they could see the situation in the left passage.

I saw that the ground was covered with wreckage, and these fragments of flesh and blood, which were feet thick, were spread all the way to the end of the passage.

Among the wreckage on the ground, there were also the broken heads of some of the curses, constantly wailing in pain.

And in the passage, near the entrance of the intersection, there is a female monk of hell.

She was iron-blue, hairless, and her pupils were pale.

She was flat and wore an X-shaped dress made of Leviathan's skin, with steel spikes like stitches, nailed into her body along the corners of her clothes.

The lower body is T-shaped shorts, the thighs are wrapped in circles of iron dysentery wire, and the hands are like sharp mechanical claws.

And the wire that blocked the way came from all around her body.

The chariot has a windshield, so the airflow in the car is relatively stationary, and Christine and the two jumps and is not thrown out.

And Wu Heng, who only had one arm left and was still holding the reins to control the direction, naturally couldn't dodge it perfectly.

Even though he bent down, his back was still scratched by iron dysentery.

These hellish instruments are like skinning instruments,

The shallow scratching actually brought up an inch thick flesh, and Wu Heng's back was almost cut in half, and even the vertebrae were visible to the naked eye.

And those things behind the battle-car were not so lucky to dodge the past.

Especially the evil spirits in the mid-air yin wind, in the face of the wire, almost killed when touched, and the eighty percent of the evil spirits that followed behind the chariot were torn apart, leaving only the wheel party running on the ground, due to the low chassis, luckily avoided the wire overhead.

Woo ——!

Seeing that someone had escaped, the Hell Monks in the passage set off again with dense dysentery wires, this time completely sealing the passage.

The crane tail curses and evil spirits who were still chasing behind were all torn to pieces in the face of a dead end.

It seems that there are already quite a few Hell Monks who are maintaining order in Hell! ’

Wu Heng noticed that the movements of those evil spirits behind him and at the intersection on both sides were getting smaller and smaller, and he realized this, and he immediately followed the route and kept moving forward.

"You"

Christine looked at Wu Heng and didn't know what to say.

She subconsciously wanted to ask, 'Are you okay?', but when the words came to her mouth, she felt that she was asking nonsense.

Because she could even see Wu Heng's heart from the wound on his back, the heart that had stopped beating!

'I'm not a mantra, but I can still move even when my heart stops, and I'm trying so hard to save us! ’

Christine thought about it, and was already a little shaken by Wu Heng's previous words that he was Dean.

Soon, there was a gap in the light ahead, which was the exit of the hell passage.

"I'm going out." Deep voice.

The chariot ran wildly, followed by evil spirits such as babies, old men, stretcher bearers, and lower-waisted women who had survived under the wires.

Wu Heng's chariot exited the passage and entered Chanard's hospital,

At this time, the channel is already showing signs of closing.

Wu Heng turned his head suddenly, looked at the ghosts that followed, and sneered:

"You have to pay the fare for rubbing the car!"

A black mist burst out of the already tattered corpse on the chariot and fell to the ground, transforming into Dean's appearance.

He stretched out his right hand,

The dream fell into reality, and the power turned into a giant claw on the bed, aiming at these evil spirits who had managed to escape from hell, and grasping the void.

These evil spirits who have just breathed a breath of the air of reality,

Before he could let out a cry of joy, he was all captured and unconscious.

Wu Heng sealed them all in the Dream Prison, serving as raw materials for future needs.

Click!

As the walls of the room shook, the passage to hell closed completely, and the light in the room suddenly brightened.

Mixed with the earthy and fragrant air, mixed with a faint smell of blood, there was a birdsong outside the window,

There is a sense of reality all around.

"Dean, it's really you!"

Christine saw that the person in front of her was really Wu Heng, and immediately ran up and hugged his waist.

"It's me."

"Don't be so stupid next time, go to hell alone, and don't even leave a way back for yourself, this time it's a fluke."

The two hugged lightly, and then quickly separated, knowing that this was not the place to talk.

Wu Heng stretched out his hand, put away the chariot whose back was damaged by wire, and the three of them left the hospital together.

He took out a motorcycle, drove Christine and the two of them, and drove towards the villa that was given to Christine at that time.

The house is on Second Street in Hatton, not far from the hospital.

(End of chapter)

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