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Chapter 68: Underworld

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    This is a space of nothingness, without water, fire, land, sky, and even more - life!  What is there is just the ethereal mistyness of nothingness, the boundless emptiness and dead silence.  Darkness is the main melody, the basic tone here.

    　　Hao Bo woke up from a long sleep, and suddenly found himself floating in a space beyond his imagination, which he had never seen before.  Surprisingly, he was suspended in mid-air, but his body didn't feel the slightest discomfort, even if he stood upside down, there was no abnormality.

    　　 Turning his head and looking around, all he could see was a gray misty mist, boundless, and nothing else.

    　　 "Incomparably powerful existence in the world, even in the underworld, do you still not give up your attachment?" An empty, vague voice without the slightest fluctuation of human emotion rang in Haobo's ears.

    　　"The underworld? This is the underworld? It turns out that I'm already dead!" Haobo murmured, with an indescribable bitterness in his heart: loss, unwillingness, nostalgia, resentment various  foot.

    　　 "Who are you?" Hao Bo asked coldly.

    　　 "I, giggling, is an old friend you are very familiar with." The voice couldn't tell whether it was laughing or crying, and then a lightning-like, dark golden sickle came from the depths of the thick fog in the empty space, silently  Shooting without breath, it disappeared in front of Haobo in a flash. The huge and evil death aura contained on the sickle forced Haobo to shrink back for a while.

    　　Hao Bo was extremely disgusted in his heart, and he felt disgust and rejection of the sickle from the bottom of his heart, as if he had met a natural enemy, he suddenly frightened: "You are the god of the underworld?!"

    　　"Hehe, you finally remember me? Through my emissary in the world, I know you very well. We have also handed over several times. We are old friends. Now that you come to my place, I naturally want to  Do your best to be a landlord, and settle a few old accounts by the way? Hmph, ever since you sealed my envoy, an irreconcilable anger has ignited between us, so you have today" The envoy of the underworld god said gloomy  road.

    　　Hao Po smiled wryly, he did not expect to be retribution so soon, it was really June’s debt, he had to pay it back quickly, and said casually: “Well, whatever you want, do whatever you want, if you want me to beg for mercy, just  Stop dreaming."

    　　 "At that time, I'm afraid it's up to you. Do you want to try my 'Hellfire Refining Soul', or 'Underworld Melting Spirit'? These are the authentic characteristics of the underworld, and it is rare to taste them in the world." Hades  The ups and downs, slow and slow voice teased easily.

    　　Haobo looked at his own condition, and found that it was just a soul, floating, indistinct, without any entity, and it was impossible to carry out the slightest body attack.  But the memories of magic and spiritual attacks are still there in my mind, but this underworld is extremely strange, there is no slight wave of magic elements, and magic attacks naturally fail; as for spiritual attacks, it is even more empty, without any response, like a blow  In the air, there is no point of gravity at all.

    　　Haobo shook his head with a wry smile, sighed and said: "It's up to you, just try your torture in the underworld, and see what are the characteristics, and is there any difference compared with the human world? I opposed you in life, and after death  I will not admit defeat either, so I will fight to the end, and see what you can do with me." The memory of the innate aversion and hatred for the Underworld God in his lifetime was extremely clear, which made him suddenly full of fighting spirit and depressed.  shake.

    　　"Heck, it's another hard bone, but you seem to have the meaning of 'a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water', interesting and challenging. A hard bone like you, in my long tens of thousands of years of life, I have experienced  There have been countless, arrogant and invincible saints on the continent in ancient times, and they finally turned into poor wretches in front of me. Let’s not talk about these;  In the end, each generation knelt down at my feet, begging me to give them relief as soon as possible. I think, every one of them seems to have softer bones than you, right?" Mingshen said in a dark voice.

    　　Haobo was furious, and said: "What did you do to the twenty-three generations of people who were ordered before? You're a disgusting scoundrel!"

    　　"Think about it, you have been imprisoned in such a ghostly place for tens of thousands of years, don't you feel lonely and boring? For so many years, only these so-called heroes, emperors, and saints,  Only by torturing their hard bones and watching them screaming and pleading incessantly can I have a limited amount of joy. Do you think my life will be easy?" The god of the underworld said rather lonely.

    　　 "You pig, you know that life here is not easy, why did you take pleasure in destroying life and do all kinds of evil things? Now you have come to this end, and you take pleasure in the pain of torturing your soul, you are all to blame, and you  ?, because he has too many unfulfilled wishes

    　　The burning pain in the imagination did not seem to appear, as if he was about to suffocate to death when he fell into the seawater, but unexpectedly found that the seawater could breathe freely, Haobo felt surprised,  Being in the light blue flame, there is no abnormal difference from being in the underworld, and I don't feel the slightest discomfort, let alone pain.

    　　Haobo Qingzhi didn't know where something went wrong, and the memory was temporarily preserved, which made him more or less relieved.  As soon as the nervousness subsided, he felt narrow-mindedness, he smiled to himself, and suddenly opened his mouth to let out an extremely tragic cry full of extreme pain: "Ah, I, I"

    　　Pluto, who had been waiting for a long time, finally heard the voice of nature, and his stern laughter echoed in the underworld: "Hahaha, what's the matter, doesn't it feel good? I didn't expect that your scream could give  I brought such a strong pleasure, I have decided that even if your memory disappears, I will give you the torture of the underworld one by one, and you will be tortured so painfully that you cannot live without it, otherwise I will not be able to dispel the hatred in my heart."

    　　Hao Po was secretly amused, the painful scream changed abruptly, and was replaced by an extremely comfortable □□ sound, and he continued with a soft "hum": "I, I am so comfortable! Dear Hades, please  Don't stop, let the "Hellfire Refining Soul" come more violently! For the sake of the founding god, don't be reluctant to cut the material!" As he spoke, he felt extremely exaggerated and comfortable.  Twice.

    　　The God of Hades was incomparably surprised, "噫", and then became furious. For tens of thousands of years, such a situation has never happened.  Feeling that his dignity was being teased and provoked, the god of the underworld immediately lifted the "hellfire refining soul", angrily shouted: "Mingquan dissolves the spirit!"

    　　A large mass of dark, extremely viscous, dark and boundless "Underworld", "Bone Capital" and "Bone Capital" are bubbling, submerging and devouring Haobo's soul.

    　　Hao Bo, who was naturally afraid of water, uttered a scream, and then found that the "deep spring water" in the underworld was still very different from the real water in the world. He still didn't feel the slightest discomfort when he was in it.  With a face full of intoxication, Haobo practiced the "dog planing" swimming skills of a three-legged cat he learned from Xia Yan, and said comfortably: "It's been a long time since I took a bath, brother, you are really not usually considerate, um, comfortable  , It's really not ordinary comfort!"

    　　The god of the underworld, whose self-confidence and dignity were severely hit, almost did not go crazy, "earth wind pierces the body", "underworld blade splits the soul", "thunderbolt looses the soul" The underworld god kept screaming fiercely one after another.  With the gradual failure of the torture, the voice of the underworld god became smaller and smaller, less and less confident, and finally became silent Even if the god of the underworld thought about it, he just couldn't figure out why all the tortures in the underworld suddenly failed.  Haobo has no effect at all?

    　　Of course Haobo didn't understand what was going on, but at least his memory was preserved, which always made him breathe a sigh of relief.  At this time, all kinds of punishments were removed, and Haobo returned to the original state of being suspended in the underworld.

    　　"Ming Shen old man, why, there is no spell? Hehe, you can't do anything to me in the end, right? I think you should send me back, and I may remember your favor. Otherwise,  Let me here, and you won't have a safe life in the future." Hao Bo said in a good mood, with malicious intentions.

    　　Underworld said in a muffled voice: "You are dreaming." His black scythe, full of death breath, shot close from the depths of the underworld in a flash, and turned into a thick cloud of fog, enveloping the vastness layer by layer.  .

    　　As a soul state, Haobo is naturally not afraid of all physical attacks, and said disdainfully: "Any other tricks, just take them out, see what I can do?"  Instead of attacking himself, he seems to be checking his own soul—it seems that the underworld god wants to find out the mystery of the failure of the punishment of the underworld.

    　　The Scythe of Darkness turned into a sickle form again, shot back into the depths of the underworld, and the God of Hades was silent for a while.  The entire underworld was dead silent, just like when Haobo first arrived here.

    　　Hao Po waited for a long time, but did not see Hades speak, he frowned and asked: "Hey, do you know the reason?" To be honest, he also wanted to know the reason, his soul was different from other human souls  , which is incredible after all.

    　　The lost and dejected voice of Mingshen sounded: "Your soul, so it is like this" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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