pjbooks Chapter 363 Hell is Empty
Chapter 363 Hell is Empty
Chapter 363 Hell is Empty (Part 3)
The two-headed ogre squatted on the roof of the mountain god temple, its two heads swaying from side to side like two gorillas tied to the same rope.
A demigod-level aura emanated from it; it was a follower of the greedy demon king Mammon, a predator among the creatures of the underworld.
"Where is it? Where ...
It hadn't learned to speak in complete sentences yet; its voice was rough, like a stone scraping against sheet metal, and it shouted excitedly.
Without exception, all creatures in the underworld crave the flesh and blood of the human world.
According to Taoism, this is called Yin-Yang balance. By consuming human meat, one can balance the Yin energy in the body, increase cultivation, and calm anxiety.
At this moment, his cloudy eyes were fixed on the direction of the mountain god temple, and saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, corroding a small patch of charred black on the ground.
It’s over.
Was discovered.
"We all have to die—we all have to die—"
The prop master muttered in a daze, his lips pale and his whole body trembling.
"Bang bang"
Two gunshots rang out.
Everyone suddenly looked towards the door.
"Yes, is the sheriff here?"
"We're saved!"
The prop master shook his head in despair: "It's no use, guns can't kill this monster—"
"No, the monster is dead! It got its head blown off!" someone shouted excitedly.
Yang Mi stood up in surprise: "It's that gentleman!"
Outside the door, the two heads of the two-headed ogre had exploded.
A man in a black suit and a black trench coat slowly lowered the muzzle of his gun.
Zhang Baiwei was the first to rush out, his voice trembling with excitement: "Sir!"
Yang Mi followed closely behind, her eyes glistening with tears: "Thank you—thank you."
The others looked at Zhang Baiwei and Yang Mi with a more complex expression.
They started to wildly imagine that the world's powerful and wealthy actually knew such a person.
Could there be a supernatural realm unknown to us, where only the powerful and wealthy who hold the key to the system can communicate with these extraordinary beings?
Jiang Chaosheng did not respond.
He slowly raised his head.
In the sky, space is distorted, and darkness gathers on the clouds.
Ugly cracks were torn open in the azure sky, and the gates of the Avici Hell slowly took shape within them.
A fiery red meteor fell from the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye. That wasn't a meteor; it was an ogre.
Dozens of Earth-level ogres and six or seven two-headed demigods rained down upon them.
The moment it landed, the entire mountaintop burst into flames.
Jiang Chaosheng had a sudden thought.
Dark clouds rolled in, and torrential rain poured down, extinguishing the fire.
The ogres quickly noticed the anomaly at the mountain temple and roared as they converged on it from all directions.
The crew members' hearts were in their throats again.
Just now, one monster had terrified them, and now dozens of them had arrived.
They looked at Jiang Chaosheng with pleading, ingratiating, and expectant eyes.
I wonder if this man will be scared away and abandon them.
They hoped he wouldn't leave.
Jiang Chaosheng did not leave.
He stood in front of the mountain god temple, his gaze passing over the hideous monsters and looking into the distance.
Hell's first decent attack was surprisingly launched on the mountain of White Fish Village.
He would never forget that the last time he left, he had seen a phantom-like large white fish leaping between the mountaintop and the river.
coincidence?
Baiyu Village, this ordinary little mountain village, seems to be anything but ordinary.
She was "born" by the river at the foot of the mountain, and there were illusory white fish leaping between the river and the mountain at night. Lilith also said that the remnant soul of King Solomon, the previous master of the seventy-two demons, was also in this village.
The two-headed ogre has reached the vicinity of the mountain god temple.
Baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, a stench filled the air.
Jiang Chaosheng glanced at it indifferently.
Substantial darkness crept outwards from beneath his feet, like irregular black seawater floating in mid-air.
The Shadow of the Ark of the Covenant has two abilities:
Sacrifice your soul, and banish your goal forever;
Summon darkness to annihilate all lives whose power is far inferior to one's own.
With his current true god-level divine power, dealing with these ogres who are at most demigods is just a matter of lifting a finger.
Darkness surged in like a tide.
The ogres didn't even have time to scream before they were swallowed up and erased. Just like the Seven Musketeers had annihilated their victims, clean and efficient.
There was complete silence in front of the mountain god temple.
The way everyone looked at Jiang Chaosheng was a mixture of awe and admiration, something hard to define.
Strong, invincible strong.
Jiang Chaosheng transformed into a streak of black light and shot into the clouds in full view of everyone.
People looked up and saw the man sitting on a dark throne in the clouds, like a king surveying the human world.
Under this solemn and imposing aura, some people couldn't help but kneel down, like subjects in ancient times who devoutly worshipped the emperor.
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Jiang Chaosheng opened his third eye.
A surge of divine power coursed through the air, and a purple light enveloped the mountain beneath their feet and the deep river not far away.
Since we're already here, we might as well find that illusory white fish and the remnant soul of King Solomon.
Lilith suggested that he devour King Solomon's soul to obtain the spells from the Grandmother's Book. He had no intention of doing so, but it wouldn't hurt to look for them.
When his third eye scanned the bottom of the river, a faint white light shone from the dark depths, as if in response to him.
The next second, defying common sense, the entire dark cloud sank into the depths of the river.
"Buzz—whoosh"
Air raid sirens sounded in cities across Xia.
In a residential area in Beijing, a frail-looking middle-aged man stood at the doorway, his face pale, with two kitchen knives in his hands, his arms bound together with books and cardboard as "armor."
He cannot back down.
He glanced back.
The wife huddled on the sofa, clutching her son, her face filled with fear.
He was heartbroken, and his eyes gradually filled with fighting spirit.
boom-
The security door was knocked off its hinges.
The middle-aged man was sent flying several meters and crashed heavily into the wall.
A bloated hellhound covered in pustules appeared in the living room, its eyes filled with a longing for meat.
. . . . . .
"Da da da yi"
A team of investigators with blue whale logos on their chests rushed into the room, and machine gunners fired bullets continuously, each bullet engraved with incantations precisely piercing the head of the hellhound.
Two investigators, wielding special steel knives covered in runes, worked together to sever the hellhound's head.
The lead investigator pressed his earpiece and spoke rapidly: "Sector C2, the hellish creatures have been cleared, and three survivors have been found."
He turned to the family of three, his tone leaving no room for argument: "Quickly, come with us to the air-raid shelter."
The middle-aged man hurriedly ripped off the "armor" on his arms, picked up his son, pulled his wife along, and staggered after the investigator as they moved downstairs.
The moment he stepped out of the building, he froze.
In the sky, fighter jets flew low like a flock of startled birds, the roar of their engines and the shrill sirens of air raid sirens intertwining to create a symphony of doomsday.
The streets were littered with the wreckage of burning vehicles, and thick smoke billowed, obscuring half the sky.
Gunshots came from all directions.
Whether far away or near, dense or scattered, they never stopped for a moment.
Some people were running, some were crying out, and some were lying motionless in pools of blood.
It was a scene he had only ever seen in disaster movies, but now it was unfolding vividly before his eyes.
Such events were happening simultaneously throughout the Xia Kingdom.
Every second, someone is fighting, someone is sacrificing.
Fortunately, the Bureau of Abnormal Affairs reacted quickly enough, and the authorities acted decisively.
Faced with this sudden catastrophe, the security system was not destroyed, and social order barely maintained its last skeleton amidst its teetering state.
Air raid shelters were opened, supplies were distributed, the wounded were transferred, and high-risk areas were evacuated.
One plan after another to protect citizens' lives was rolled out by think tanks.
Public panic has been suppressed to the bare minimum, but everyone knows that this thin layer of security could be shattered at any moment.
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The world took notice of Xia's unusual activity. Reconnaissance forces from various countries swarmed in like sharks smelling blood—satellites shifted course, drones took off, and spying eyes were everywhere along the border.
However, when they tried to get closer, everyone saw the same thing.
On the border of the Xia Kingdom, a huge figure sat on the dirt road.
The two-headed giant ogre is terrifyingly large; it is as large as a small hill when it is sitting down.
He casually grabbed a monkey from the ground, stuffed it into his mouth, and the sound of bones cracking was clearly audible, while foul-smelling juice dripped from the corner of his mouth.
While chewing on flesh and blood, he held a gold coin between the fingertips of his other hand and intently drew something on the ground.
The gold coins twirled nimbly between his rough fingers, leaving increasingly intricate patterns on the ground.
Soon, the scarlet "aurora" surrounded the entire Xia Kingdom, resembling an ugly stomach.
People in Xia Kingdom cannot leave, and people outside cannot enter; the virtual networks both domestically and internationally have also been completely cut off.
This is Mammon, the greedy demon king who is most skilled in formations.
The Xia Kingdom has become a cage for the hunt in the Avici Hell, and the Avici Hell will launch a full-scale attack from within the cage.
Mammon sat on the dirt road, gazing into the heart of Xia Kingdom, laughing wistfully: "Meat, meat, meat—"
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