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Chapter 94 Dark Place
How to describe this world?
Perhaps, the hell in mythology is just like this.

The sky was like a sea of ​​red blood, without a trace of stars, only a purple sun emitting a strange light hanging high in the sky.

The light, with a creepy evil nature, pierced people's eyes and made them feel extremely uncomfortable, as if their souls were about to be devoured by it.

The earth was lifeless, with dry riverbeds crisscrossing each other. What flowed through them was not ordinary river water, but a strange liquid, like human faces flowing across it, as if they were the tears of melted souls.

Looking around, all you can see is a chaotic scorched earth. The magma is like a boiling pot, rolling constantly. The red flames are licking the sky wantonly, burning the air and distorting it.

The pungent smell of sulfur mixed with the stench of fire was so strong that it was almost impossible to breathe.

In the black smoke, countless evil spirits floated around, and shrill howls came one after another, filled with endless despair and pain, as if it was a curse from the abyss.

Nearby, there are twisted rocks and upside-down dead trees.

Every withered yellow leaf is like the sharp nail of the dead, scratching in the windless air, making a creepy sound, as if the dead are venting their resentment.

The air was filled with a suffocating smell of corruption, the smell of death and decay, as if it could corrode one's mind.

In the distance, the scene was even more chaotic.

The buildings were as dilapidated as toys torn apart by the devil, and the huge stone statues had broken arms and limbs, yet they held a strange beauty, as if telling of the former glory and the present misery.

The netherworld fire flickered, like a twisted ghost jumping around, illuminating the extremely desolate scene and adding a touch of eeriness and terror to it.

There was a thin mist all around, as if there was an invisible membrane that completely isolated this space from the outside world.

The feeling of confusion came over me like a tide, and shadows were vague in the mist, appearing and disappearing from time to time, as if countless demons were watching in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move, ready to drag the intruder into the endless abyss.

The ground beneath his feet was no longer solid soil, but a substance similar to lava, glowing an ominous red in the dim light.

Bubbles emerge from time to time, making a "hissing" sound when they burst, as if the earth is groaning in pain.

This is a place of endless darkness and despair.

Is this the underworld?

Zhuang Boshi looked confused.

He jumped into the crack and felt half asleep and half awake. After an unknown amount of time, he found himself standing on a cliff.

The scene before my eyes was like hell.

Behind him was a bottomless dark abyss.

It’s terrible!

This doesn't look like something humans can survive.

This is probably not the underworld in Egyptian mythology where Anubis is in charge of reincarnation, but another world, a real hell full of demons and evil spirits.

Suddenly, a strange roar came from the depths of the fog, like the howl of a wolf in the wind, or the cry of a monster in the deep sea, so sharp and piercing that it froze people's bones.

The roars were getting closer and louder, like the whispers and screams of countless demons overlapping each other. The sound seemed to have real power, enough to make the living die directly with the trembling of their souls.

Zhuang Boshi took off his sunglasses instantly and opened the first-level gene lock without hesitation, his eyes full of vigilance.

Suddenly, all the sounds disappeared. The world was horribly quiet.
The rustling sound slowly began to rise again, getting louder and louder.

"It's alive, it's alive, it's alive, it's alive, it's alive, it's alive, it's alive, it's alive, it's alive, it's alive—"

"Eat him eat him eat him eat him eat him eat him eat him eat him—"

Immediately afterwards, the fog came like a galloping army.

In the darkness, the first demonic figure gradually appeared, followed by the second, the third... until there were thousands of them.

Then, like the sea, a terrifying wave formed, a torrent gushing out from the abyss of hell, rushing towards Zhuang Boshi with endless malice and hunger.

Each one exudes the breath of death.

Endless demons rushed out of the fog, emerging from all directions. They had various shapes, some with hideous faces, bared fangs, and dripping with foul-smelling saliva.
Some were huge, as big as a mountain, emitting the smell of sulfur and fire, and leaving a charred trail wherever they went;
Some have multiple heads and bodies, and their tongues flicker with venom.

Some have the body of a sphinx and the face of a man, with sharp claws flashing with cold light;

Others are pure dark condensations that devour all the light around them.

There is a flame of greed burning in their eyes, eager to devour the souls of all living things. It is the purest malice towards life.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Boshi's face changed drastically: "Fuck you, where the hell am I in?"

——Hasn’t this reached the devil’s lair?

——But the Egyptian underworld looks like this?

——Osiris, Anubis, where are you?
——Help me!

Curse, alien space, negative energy, broken soul, dark power.
In this strange and incomprehensible space, endless curses surge like a tide, negative energy rages wildly, and everything around is shrouded in dark forces.

All the information, both understandable and incomprehensible, was instantly received by Zhuang Boshi's six eyes. The huge and complex amount of information directly caused the six eyes to be overloaded instantly.

The originally sky-blue eyes were instantly flooded with thick blood, and bright red tears flowed from the corners of the eyes.

The brain even issued a sharp warning that it was overwhelmed, as if it was about to explode in the next second.

But Zhuang Boshi didn't care about these things at the moment. He frantically used the reversal technique to repair his brain.

At the same time, the technique [Slash] is ready to be launched.

This overwhelming malice seemed to devour his soul.

Being in this strange and alien space, there is extreme malice between heaven and earth.

His teleportation was created by Kayako. Someone has to have come into contact with a cursed object or have clear ill will towards him before he can teleport to the other person.

Rather than being an escape technique, it could be said to be more of an offensive skill. After all, it was a ghost, so teleportation was definitely for killing, not escaping.

But now the situation is like this, with countless demons in front of him who want to tear him apart and eat him alive, is it possible that he can teleport to the demon pile and deliver food to them?

There is a cliff behind them, and they can only fight their way forward to survive by using the most primitive, bloody and direct hand-to-hand combat.

(End of this chapter)