Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

The demon-level curser, after hearing this touching speech, seemed to see hope in life and looked around excitedly.

Then I saw Spencer still standing,

Excitedly, he hurriedly brought him a chair made of flesh, blood and bones.

On the back of the chair, the head of a curser was hanging backwards. He lowered his head and tried to stare upwards, uttering silent wails.

The backrest of the seat is its spine.

Its legs were folded in the opposite direction and mixed with other corpse bones to form the seat of the chair.

The eyes on its lowered head kept looking back and forth at the rock wall behind it, spinning around, indicating that it had consciousness.
But its body has been twisted into a ball.

Ribs, pelvis, blood vessels and other bits of corpse flesh were mixed together in a chair filled with bloody art.

The blood vessels on the surface of the seat, although messy, are still unobstructed and connected to its head.

Keep it active.

Such a seat is very comfortable, and the peristalsis of the blood vessels makes people feel like their buttocks are being massaged when sitting on it.

At least that's what Spencer thought.

He sat on it leisurely, and at that moment he was sure of one thing, that is, he had gained the trust of this group of cursers, and owned this land of hell and these sinful souls.

Then his plan would be half successful.

There was a roaring sound coming from the clouds in the distant sky, and a pointed gray fighter plane flew across the sky with a thick exhaust plume.

Spencer raised his head and stared at the plane flying overhead.

"Speaking of war."

"Our time may come sooner than I expected."

He clenched his left hand, and hidden in the flesh of the palm of his left hand was his badge, the crossroads badge that was extremely important to him.

In Leviathan Hell,

Deep Throat, the secretary of hell, is currently investigating the affairs of his former lover, the later high priest of hell, Nail Head.

She glanced deeper into the maze and saw that after the collision with the terrifying guy in front of her, her 'master' had suffered substantial damage.

It is currently in a recuperation period, which is not good news for the Maze Hell, which is in a precarious situation.

The Hell War could start at any time.

However, some of the power that Leviathan had previously demonstrated seemed to have frightened Abaddon and the others, which resulted in the invasion war of Hell being delayed for a while.

They may want to find out thoroughly whether Leviathan was injured this time.

For a moment, the combination of truth and falsehood made it difficult for them to figure it out.

This did buy Leviathan some time, but the price was high, as Wu Heng had literally torn hell apart before.

"How can there be such a scary person in the world!" Deep Throat thought of Wu Heng's previous power and couldn't help but feel fear.

This fear seeps out of hell,
He came to the human world, then crossed the desert, and entered the mysterious Garden of Eden, where he was sensed by Wu Heng.

He smiled broadly.

He had held back when targeting Leviathan before, but it wasn't because he was kind.

But when Leviathan completely erupted, he felt a threat that did not belong to Leviathan from the bottom of Leviathan's hell.

It is a mysterious thing in a dormant state.

He wasn't sure what it was.

But there was a mysterious feeling, which seemed to be related to the crying sound of a baby from the bottom of the blue lightning abyss in the maze hell.

It was because of this feeling that he gave up his original intention of severely punishing Leviathan, or even killing Leviathan, and instead injured and humiliated it. It was a joke that the hell of a hell lord could be freely visited by outsiders.

It is like a country being commanded by other countries at will and being able to come and go as it pleases. It is simply an indelible shame.

But all this originated from the maze hell at the beginning, which almost killed Wu Heng completely.

For him, it would not be too much even if he completely destroyed the maze hell!
Wu Heng will now select Christine and Imaclada as the candidates for two of the seven pieces of 'pseudo-hell-level materials'.

Then he looked towards the bloody hell that was like a womb.

It seems that everything has a foreshadowing, from the fact that the life box comes from the goddess's womb to the "pregnancy" nature of hell, all are related to the maternal lineage.

Fortunately, everything is back on track.

Now the main force is the power of fear, the hell of fear in one's own body, and these maternal forces have become auxiliary forces.

Wu Heng stood on the top of the holy mountain. A three-eyed gray ball emerged from behind him and gradually grew larger.

Finally, it corresponded to the three-dimensional snowflakes in the sky, and at the same time, it floated in the sky and began to circle.

"Now my power has completely integrated the characteristics of gestation and fear."

"For this bloody hell that only has the trait of "nurturing", it can be strengthened!"

An idea came to Wu Heng's mind, and the fear characteristic shot out from the three frame holes in the hovering gray three-eyed sphere.

The entire bloody hell, the flesh-and-blood ground and the scarlet sky, came to a momentary standstill.

Then the ground's movement quickly accelerated, like a violently beating heart.

In the red earth,

A strange gray color gradually emerged. It was not the kind of earthy gray, but a gray full of ominousness and horror.

It's like life has lost its color, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Just standing in this hell is an extreme torture for ordinary souls, and they will fall into endless fear.

Become a puppet of fear.

The gray "fear" quality continued to penetrate into the bloody hell. Even the three-dimensional snowflakes in the sky were dyed gray, and the entire bloody hell became even more terrifying.

About half a day passed.

The entire bloody hell was completely permeated and strengthened by the characteristic of "fear".

Its aura increased by about 30%.

Wu Heng was quite satisfied with this transformation. He stood on the top of the holy mountain at the core of the Bloody Hell, looking at this hell that belonged entirely to him.

Christine and Imaclada stood respectfully on the left and right.

"This hell was born out of the Garden of Eden. It is the product of a sparrow occupying someone else's nest and picking someone else's peaches."

"So its strength is still a little bit weaker than that of the Fear Hell."

"But no matter what, this is a real hell. It is an existence beyond the demon level and an incomparable treasure."

"If we keep it in this plot world, it will be full of variables after all, which is also a loss for strengthening ourselves."

Wu Heng also had the idea of ​​integrating the Blood Hell into himself and merging it with the Fear Hell.

"It's difficult!" Wu Heng sighed.

"My Lord, what happened?" Imaclada heard that even the 'Lord of Hell' was sighing, and asked hurriedly.

"Nothing, just lamenting about something." (End of this chapter)