Hot air hit my face in waves, and my skin felt hotter than the heat from the kitchen stove.
Looking into the bright red crack, there was actually hot and boiling magma inside.
But unlike other volcanoes, there are many human-like shadows in the red magma.
Taking a closer look, almost half of the people were trembling with fear.
"Ah, ah..."
Screams that made people tremble all over sounded from the magma.
Those human-shaped shadows glowed a red color that was almost the same color as magma.
When they opened their mouths to call, you could see that the largest mouths were so red that they were almost white.
Those shadows had no clothes or hair, and could not distinguish between men and women.
There was only a human figure, each one struggling and howling in extreme pain in the hot magma. . .
It's simply hell in the magma, no, it's hell.
Is this the end of failure?
"If you can't reach the human world and be reborn, you can only suffer the burning of purgatory until your soul is exhausted."
The angel's tone was still calm and unruffled: "You can still choose to stay now, it's not too late."
Amidst the heart-rending screams, a lighter-colored soul was burned into the hot magma like a piece of paper, while the others continued to suffer inside.
One person swallowed, suppressed his fear, and asked in a trembling voice with a slight stutter: "Liu, will it be the same as before if you stay?"
The ground shook again, and the cracks that appeared on the ground slowly closed.
The gray mist next to it occupied it and spread again, as if dry ice was sublimating in the air.
The angel waved his arms again, and his broad black sleeves passed over people's heads.
A breeze seemed to blow across the misty land.
When the wind passed by, the smoke on the ground also blew away with it.
Lin Qianxun, like everyone else, was once so frightened that he didn't even dare to blink.
Some people even screamed out loud Corpses, skeletons. . .
The entire land was actually littered with corpses and skeletons, and you couldn't even see them.
Some of the bodies were fresh, while more were rotting, some so rotten that only bones remained.
Many, too many.
It is difficult to estimate how many corpses there are here, whether it is tens of millions or billions.
It turned out that the place where they were lying just now and now standing was surrounded by corpses.
"The souls of the dead enter rest here, until their souls become corrupted and annihilated."
The angel's voice was still so calm and magnetic, but now it sounded so heart-stopping and terrifying: "As you can see, this is the final destination of people. , there is no reincarnation, no redemption.”
There was a slight "click" sound, and one of the skeletons cracked due to weathering.
After it was broken into several pieces, it was no longer complete.
Several of the bones turned into powder, blended into the black earth, and turned black.
"No, I don't want to die."
The fat woman covered her face and cried bitterly.
Her words were exactly what everyone was thinking.
"It's better to give it a try than to end up like this," a man yelled.
But if you fail, you will be tortured in the magma until your soul is destroyed.
This is a choice, either lie here, unconscious and painless, waiting to be destroyed by ashes, or turn to ashes in pain in the magma. . .
Everyone is struggling.
There were so many corpses here that everyone couldn't help but look at them a few more times.
As long as the face has not yet finished rotting, even if most of the face is bloody and bloody, it can be seen that they all have calm expressions, as if they are asleep.
Cheng Qianxun endured the extreme fear in his heart, looked at several faces, and saw something similar: "Okay, it seems that most of them are Caucasian."
So many people subconsciously frowned and covered their noses, and looked at a few people: "They are indeed foreigners with high noses."
"This is the Western Underworld.
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You were brought here by the token."
The angel's words immediately caused everyone to explode.
"That is to say, we didn't come here originally."
"Yes, we have our own underworld, with a bull's head and a horse's face, black and white.
Not this birdman."
"It's all the things you were wearing that got us here."
"You witch, beat her to death."
It was as if the fear of death had turned into anger, and half of the people were angry at the girl wearing the token.
"No, don't want it."
The girl covered her head with her hands and screamed.
She was punched and kicked by the four people around her until she lay on her side on the ground, unable to fight back.
The angel just stood there silently, watching everything in front of him.
"Okay."
Cheng Qianxun couldn't stand it anymore and shouted at the crazy people: "Without her, can you still beat her?
Is the Eastern underworld better than the Western one?
Whoever has seen you is simply like To repay kindness with hatred, let's save some energy to climb the stairs."
The people surrounding the girl stopped beating them, and there was a man squatting beside him panting, with his hands tangled up in his hair.
The girl holding her head slowly let go of her bloodstained and bruised arms, and sat up crying: "Why are you taking your anger out on me?
I am wearing the token, why should I revive you too?"
The angel replied: "Originally, you were the only one who was supposed to be resurrected, but you died in an accident and your bodies were overlapped.
The token sent you all here.
You are the owner of the token.
Before you left the gate of hell, If you die, everyone will die."
Immediately everyone was thankful that someone had stopped him, otherwise if they were really beaten to death, they would be finished.
The angel's tone remained the same, but it sounded like he was announcing something: "As the owner of the token, I allow you to eliminate those who you think are unnecessary to be resurrected.
Tell me, whoever you want to disappear is fine, leaving only you." " The girl was stunned for a moment, stopped crying for a moment, and looked around blankly.
The person who had just beaten her was stunned at first, then looked horrified and stepped back one after another.
"Say it, I will send them back to the Eastern Underworld and enjoy the life there.
Then they will definitely miss you and this place."
The angel's words obviously meant that the place they originally went to was not as good as here.
Thinking of the purgatory just now made these people more afraid.
The young man who participated in the beating immediately knelt down and began to cry and beg for mercy: "I was wrong, I deserve to die, please go around me and I will apologize...or else I will beat myself..."
After saying this, he said to himself His cheeks were slapped hard.
"Okay, stop fighting, you scumbag."
As if a breath of air was poured into her body, the girl stood up, kicked him over, pointed at the man who was kneeling on the ground, and slapped him hard. , and now he was so frightened that he looked like a man who had lost his bones and collapsed on the ground.
With an expression of hatred, the girl said bitterly: "All of them die, all of them die.
These people don't deserve to live."
Immediately, someone looked at the angel in horror and asked tentatively: "You, you won't really kill us, will you?
We were all saved by you."
"If a guest irritates you, don't be merciful, but treat him cruelly."
The angel said something strange but seemed to be related.
He said to the girl with a bruise on her face: "It's you Bring them here, they are your guests.
Now I will do as you wish."
The unusually tall black angel floated in the air.
His head with a hat and no face could be seen slowly turned towards the four people who were so scared that they backed away step by step.
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His hands, which were covered by long sleeves, were slowly raised. .
The movement was so slow and terrifying, with an unknown haze oppressing it
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