Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

"It's moving, it's over, we're going to die!"

"Why? We have entered the black light shield and completed the mission. We can continue to do it. Why is it like this?"

Faced with the sudden movement of the giant hand, a lot of despair was instantly aroused.

They didn't understand why, they only knew that once this giant hand fell, death would be waiting for them.

Many people were so scared that they closed their eyes at this moment.

However, after waiting for a while, the giant hand did not fall down, but suddenly turned over after falling for a distance.

The huge bloody hand, covering the sky and the earth, with unparalleled strength, turned its palm upwards in the horrified eyes of the crowd.

Suddenly, he reached out to the outside of the earth.

Click!

On the ground outside the atmosphere, a miniature transparent planet visible to the naked eye appeared.

The surface of the bag kept swelling, as if it was pregnant.

It was like some kind of egg sac, very tough. Every time it expanded, the chains that bound it outside would make a creaking sound.

The chains will tighten deeply on the surface, or even sink deep into it, pushing it back to its original shape.

In this state,

The giant hand moved upward with unstoppable force, as if it was pinching a quail egg, and with a bang, it grasped the translucent planet.

A black aura rose from the surface of the giant hand, like burning black smoke.

Countless wails emanated from his palms.

Those were the last words of the soul when it was annihilated. After all, this translucent planet was made up of soul bricks.

Soul bricks are both numb individual souls and carriers of part of the creator's consciousness.

Click!

A sound like a glass ball breaking came from inside.

This sound resounded from deep within the hearts of every human being on earth, as if their hearts were crushed.

A kind of unspeakable sadness welled up in my heart.

This feeling is like the death of a loved one, and they cannot control their emotions.

"Wow!" A girl couldn't help crying.

The crying sound spread across the entire ground like a virus. Tens, hundreds, tens, hundreds, and hundreds of millions of people started crying in almost an instant.

In a certain hospital, there was a vegetative patient lying on a hospital bed. His relatives had been calling him for almost ten years, but there was no response at all. Now he was actually crying.

In a basement, a gangster was scolding his younger brother, and suddenly he burst into tears.

"Wow, why am I crying? Why am I crying for no reason?"

The big man with a beard couldn't stop wiping his tears and made puzzled sounds, while the younger brother who made the mistake opposite him also knelt on the ground. His originally crying expression had turned into tears.

The whole scene looked like a father teaching his son a lesson for making a mistake.

Then, in this sad mood, the gangster took out his gun and killed the crying little brother in front of him with two bullets.

This guy caused him to lose millions. If he doesn't kill him, his other brothers will not be convinced.

After firing the gun, the gangster boss let the gun fall powerlessly from his wrist and continued to cry as if his son had died.

But in fact, even he himself didn't understand.

All this happened because the giant hand in the sky was clenched into a fist, constantly grinding the mini planet in its palm.

Creak, creak!
The sound of teeth grinding caused the clouds to dissipate and a heavy rain began to fall. After ten minutes of flooding and ten minutes of crying by all humans, the creaking sound finally stopped!

People stopped crying. They looked at each other, at each other's chests that were completely wet with tears. They were all extremely confused and didn't understand why.

But fortunately it was stopped.

They looked up to the sky, not forgetting the horror of the giant hand.

They only saw the scarlet giant hand shrinking continuously, and the people in the distance gradually lost sight of it. They felt no reluctance in their hearts, but only prayed that it would disappear quickly.

Get everything back on track.

Wu Heng was constantly gathering strength at this time. His dual characteristics were like two pliers aligned with each other, constantly crushing the soul bricks in his palm.

This is equivalent to constantly crushing the consciousness of the creator in this translucent planet.

The numb souls formed by soul bricks, their soul fragments are constantly filtered out.

Only a series of condensed filamentous substances were left, and these were what Wu Heng really needed.

It was as if he was conducting a different kind of chemistry experiment.

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A substance is extracted using different methods, then purified, ground, and filtered, leaving only what is truly needed.

The cost of this experiment was high.

Not only is the entire planet used as a trial field, but more than 300 million soul bricks are used as materials. Each of these soul bricks represents a numb soul.

They are all sacrifices to the construction of hell.

For each lord of hell, it is a precious resource, which is equivalent to the currency circulating between the hell levels in the ghost world.

Of course, no hell-level being, if given a choice, would use such souls as currency. They are all stingy old hell-lords, or old landlords for short!
The giant hand evolved from the power of blood, and as it continued to shrink, the power became more condensed.

A huge pressure was generated in the palm of my hand.

Under this pressure, if the hardest steel or alloy is placed in it, it will probably turn into liquid or even gas in an instant.

They can't even be guaranteed to be fixed.

Under this horrific oppression, the strands of filamentous matter in the palm of the hand, belonging to everyone on this planet, gradually condensed together.

They lose their individual freedom.

A new change is taking place, a fusion, which is equivalent to taking the powder of a piece of porcelain and using pressure to condense the powder into the original porcelain again.

This is undoubtedly a difficult task.

Compared to destruction, creation is the most difficult thing!
The kind of restoration that Wu Heng has to do is almost as difficult as "creation", and the "will" contained in these materials is constantly being eliminated.

The filamentous matter condensed and merged, becoming liquid-like.

Then, due to its own special properties, it condensed into solid strips.

As integration continues.

Those people on the earth who cried and felt extremely sad suddenly felt a sense of relief.

It's a sense of relief.

It's like crying your heart out when facing the departure and betrayal of a loved one, and then after going through so much hardships, you suddenly feel relieved!

They felt a freedom they had never felt before, a freedom without any constraints.

It's like I've been living in a cage.

People started laughing!
Their eyes were still red and swollen, but they suddenly grinned, first smiling, then laughing, and then indulging themselves.

This time it was not the kind of indulgence in breaking the law and committing crimes, but rather running, celebrating, and cheering wantonly! (End of this chapter)