After breaking up, I picked up a beautiful vampire girl.

"Boy, no matter how much I say, you probably won't be able to feel the gap between us, so I'm not going to waste my words. I'm a germaphobe, so before I get tired of playing with that little bitch, you can't say another word to her. Do you understand? You bastard without a father or a mother, you fucking..."

Just when Zhao Qiankun was about to make a harsh remark, he suddenly saw Li Muhan's eyes.

He originally thought he would see Li Muhan's frightened or angry eyes.

But no, that look was as calm as water, even cold and a little scary.

After all, everyone has only one life.

Li Muhan’s life is his life, this young master’s life is his life. Just when Zhao Qiankun made those harsh words, Li Muhan had already calculated the situation.

It’s not a big problem to exchange one for one with this young master.

But the brainless Zhao Qiankun obviously took Li Muhan's look as a provocation and contempt for himself.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in the young master's eyes. He wiped off the stain with a handkerchief, then stood up and took out a baseball bat from the trunk of the car. He sneered and walked back to Li Muhan.

"You're really looking for death."

"Huh? What? I didn't say a word."

boom--

Before Li Muhan could finish his words, the baseball bat hit him hard on the head.

A muffled sound echoed in the silent winter night, and blood instantly flowed down Li Muhan's head.

"You are a waste and can only stay at the bottom of the poor forever."

After saying that, he threw away the baseball bat, and several men in black let go of Li Muhan and prepared to get into the car.

Damn it, what a mistake.

This bastard really doesn't treat people as human beings. He kills people without any hesitation.

Li Muhan was dizzy at this time, his eyes were blood red, and he could hardly hear the sounds from the outside world.

He desperately tried to raise his head, and in a blur, he saw the rich second generation and the man in black getting into the car. Li Muhan tried hard to breathe, but every breath made his chest explode with pain.

He might be dying.

Li Muhan felt his body gradually become colder, and the pain slowly began to dissipate. His vision was gradually surrounded by a black mist, and his body was gradually sinking, as if countless hands were dragging him in. The never-ending abyss.

............

Li Muhan woke up to the low chanting of an ancient language. The voice was like an echo from ancient times, penetrating his chaotic thoughts and leading him out of his vague dream.

He moved his body slightly and slowly opened his eyes, feeling no pain.

Then he found that his head was intact, as if the conflict with Zhao Qiankun and others just now was just a brief illusion.

He stood up with his hands on the ground and looked around.

He found himself in complete darkness, with the only source of light being the giant stone gate standing in front of him.

The door was incredibly tall, tens of meters high, as if it was a weight that nature could not bear, and it was forcibly inserted into the endless darkness.

The door is not made of iron, but thick stone, and its surface is covered with complex runes. They flicker in the darkness, revealing a deep and ancient power.

These runes are like secret codes, weaving into a mysterious totem.

Surrounding the runes were lifelike reliefs, each depicting a distorted, hideous monster, like a demon from the depths of hell.

"Well, even if this is heaven, it's probably Nintendo."

Li Muhan smiled self-deprecatingly, he would go to hell eventually.

Li Muhan carefully put his hand on the door and pushed it.

The heavy door did not move at all.

Just when he was confused, an indescribable whisper came to his mind along the hands touching the door.

【…………key……………】

There is an influx of language of unclear meaning.

It was a language that Li Muhan had never heard before, but it was like this language was engraved on his soul, and he could completely remember and repeat it.

Li Muhan followed the voice in his head and recited this ancient spell.

After the incantation was finished, the heavy iron door slowly opened inwards with a loud bang.

Li Muhan originally thought he would see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, or it should be a terrifying scene like a demon's lair.

But just the opposite.

Inside the door is a huge opera house.

Li Muhan had seen this kind of opera house on TV, with the auditorium surrounding the stage in a circle.

And Li Muhan didn't know when he was standing in the center of the stage.

pat-

A spotlight hit the top of Li Muhan's head. Li Muhan squinted his eyes under the strong light. It took him a long time to see clearly.

Those dark figures in the audience were not human beings at all.

Instead, there are statues of different shapes one after another.

"Is this the world after death? That's too abstract."

Li Muhan couldn't help but complain.

At this moment, the eyes of a statue in the auditorium directly in front lit up with red light.

Li Muhan happened to meet its gaze.

In an instant he was pulled into another space.

This is a ruined temple with dim light and broken walls all around. Only a throne remains intact.

And on the throne was sitting a young man.

He had a handsome appearance, with golden runes engraved on his black skin. His white hair looked very messy. Li Muhan could not recognize the clothes he was wearing, but they looked a bit like ancient Babylonian style.

However, the young man's eyes, which were flashing with dim golden light, were looking blankly ahead, as if they were passing through Li Muhan and looking at the endless void behind Li Muhan.

"Dude, how do we get to the underworld?"

Li Muhan asked as he walked to the throne.

But the boy did not answer. He just supported his chin with his hand and muttered to himself.

"Why did we lose? Why did we lose?"

At this moment, a mechanical voice sounded in Li Muhan's mind.

[Demon: Baal

Level: Destruction level

Soul Status: Damaged

Mission: Help Baal repair his soul. Every time the soul is repaired to a certain stage, you will gain a part of Baal's power.

Current recovery level: 0%. 】

Li Muhan looked at the young man in front of him who looked like he had been beaten stupidly. He was actually the first demon god among the 72 demon gods who had signed a contract with King Solomon.

King Baal.

Li Muhan didn't know much about the myth of King Solomon. He only knew that he was the king of ancient Israel who signed a contract with the devil to gain supreme wisdom.

No wonder this Baal looks like a fool. It turns out that his soul is missing. But why is it described as a prisoner?

Also, why do I see foreign demons after I die? Could this world be a giant battlefield?

Will every dead soul eventually end up in the same place?

Li Muhan suddenly had an idea and another idea came to his mind.

Baal's soul is broken. If I can repair his soul, does it mean that I can fight back?

Thinking of this, he cheered up and started to communicate with Bal. After all, you have to know the root cause of the disease before you can help him repair it.

"Hello, my name is Li Muhan."

"Are you really Baal? The first demon among the 72 demons?"

"Hey, you know, there are many images of you in the game. In the game, you are a general who controls thunder and lightning. Isn't that cool?"

"At least you can say something back!"

In the end, Li Muhan was helpless. No matter what he said, the young man ignored him.

So he decided to use the last resort and slapped Bal in the face with his hand.

Snapped--

The crisp sound echoed in the empty ruins of the temple.

Bal seemed to wake up suddenly. He raised his head slightly and looked at Li Muhan, his eyes full of confusion.

"Who are you?"

Before Li Muhan opened his mouth to speak, a voice in his head suddenly reminded him.

[Baal's soul has been awakened. Current repair level: 1%. You have gained Baal's attention and are gaining strength from him.]

Damn it.

Li Muhan cursed in his heart.

Isn't it just a matter of slapping him and it's turned on? If I slap him a few more times, his soul will be brought back to me?

Before he could react, his body was suddenly taken over by a mysterious force, which seemed to be tampering with every cell in his body.

This made Li Muhan feel like he was reborn.

When the force subsided, the young man in front of him had slowly stood up. He walked barefoot, step by step, slowly to Li Muhan's side.

At the same time, that voice appeared in Li Muhan's mind again.

[Learned Realm Skill: Ten Thousand Thunders Kill

Domain ability: In the domain, your strength, endurance, speed, and mental strength are increased to ten times the normal level.

In the realm, you can gain Baal's power to control lightning.

While in the realm, you can absorb the power of all electrical appliances in the area to strengthen yourself.

In the realm, as long as the thunder and lightning continue, you will be immortal.

Boundary range: Radius 1km

Realm level: Level 2]

"Whoever awakens me will also receive my power. Human, I know exactly what you seek. Your dying body desires a new life."

Li Muhan was stunned. He slowly looked up at the white-haired boy who was half a head taller than him, and then his lips moved slightly.

“Who wants to die when they can live?”

The young man stared at Li Muhan, and his golden pupils revealed an invisible majesty, but Li Muhan did not avoid his gaze at all.

This seemed to amuse the white-haired boy, and he sneered.

"Power isn't so easy to control. If you don't believe me, you can try and see if you can withstand even one percent of my power."

After saying that, the boy raised his hand and flicked it lightly.

Li Muhan's consciousness seemed to be immediately pulled out of his body and flew into the darkness deep in the temple.

......

At the same time, Zhao Qiankun spat at Li Muhan's body lying on the ground, cursed and returned to his car.

"Damn it, how could Gu Ruoxi like such an idiot before? If I don't give him any money, I will seek death."

Zhao Qiankun sat in the passenger seat and lit a cigarette.

"Master, the master said that no one should be killed under any circumstances, but you..."

A bodyguard looked at Zhao Qiankun with some embarrassment and said.

"Just handle it. It's not the first time you've done this. Please handle it cleanly. I've checked and found out that he is an orphan and has no relatives. No one will care about such a person even if he disappears. Wait, let's do it. Is it raining?”