"If you think you didn't do it, then it was just a forcible and gentle fusion of a piece of rotten meat and your soul that Leviathan used."

"If you think you do it, then it is true."

“It all depends on your heart.”

Wu Heng threw the gray ball in his hand forward and into Spencer's palm. At the same time, a dark red beam of light from the sky shone on Spencer's body.

The wounds on his body were repaired, and his soul was recorded and marked with the mark of bloody hell.

Now is not the time to put a mental imprint on Nail Head, as his pseudo-hell level power has not yet been completely consolidated.

The enslaved mind will most likely cause him to fall to the pseudo-hell level.

As long as the blood hell merges with his body, Spencer will be automatically branded even if he disagrees.

The beam slowly moved away from Spencer's body.

Nails appeared on his head again, but they were all a strange blood red color.

The High Priest of Bloody Hell, Nailhead, was born.

Nail Head looked at the memory in his palm, a memory that was enough to restrain his soul and shake his mind.

After hesitating for a moment, he did not choose to destroy it and denied that it was fake.

Instead, he said to Wu Heng: "Great Lord, I want to keep this memory. If I can digest the pain contained in it, then I will be able to move forward one step further on the path of pain."

"There is even a slight possibility that even without the need for skill enhancement, it is still possible to reach the Hell Level."

"Only in this way can I truly shake Leviathan's "painful" trait. It needs to pay for its own actions and pay for it with its core strength." Spencer said slowly.

The voice was full of indifference, yet contained devotion to Wu Heng and hatred towards Leviathan.

He did not doubt Wu Heng's intentions.

Because for him at this moment, his own skills are the most precious thing, more precious than his life. If the other party doesn't even want this thing, then what else can he want?
So Wu Heng didn't have to lie at all.

"Okay! It's your choice." Wu Heng didn't care.

Spencer merged this memory back into his own memory.

"Puff!" Blood began to spread across his body again, and then another streak of bloody light shot down from the three-dimensional snowflakes in the sky, suppressing the hidden hand of Leviathan in his memory.

The bloodshot subsided.

Spencer's face was filled with pain. He was constantly suffering from the torment from his soul and from the moral torment.

This unbearable pain constantly destroyed his sense of pain, but it also gave him a kind of painful joy that could only be achieved through destruction.

Isn’t this also a kind of happiness?

A redemption brought by top-level torture.

“Ahhhhhhh——!” Spencer held his head and screamed, the bloody light constantly repairing his broken body.

It is because of the "nurturing" characteristic of the Bloody Hell that they dare to play like this. If it were any other hell, they would have been reluctant to give up their power long ago.

When Wu Heng saw the noisy sound of the nail head, he simply waved his hand and sank it into the holy mountain. When its endurance for pain reached a higher level, he could pull it out.

After dealing with the Spencer incident, Wu Heng turned his head and looked at the exit of the Blood Hell, which was the death desert area in the center of Rukahali.

At the barrier of the big sand dune, a person came, a woman.

"Garden thief, I am the Holy Spirit from Heaven."

"You dare to kill the pious Ambassador Uriel and occupy the Garden of Eden. Aren't you afraid of being exiled from heaven?"

After the woman finished her story facing the blank area of ​​the scorching white desert, her body began to emit a dazzling white light. The light was brighter than the white desert, making it appear gray under the light.

Then the sun in the sky, like a light bulb turning into the concentrated light of a flashlight, shone on her body.

The beam of light concentrated by just a magnifying glass is enough to ignite firewood, and a large magnifying glass can even melt steel.

The invisible magnifying glass that was like the entire sky, gathered the beams of light and shone on her, which turned out to be just a backdrop for her own consciousness.

Her body floated into the air, revealing a sacred posture.

Under this horrific heat, the sand in the surrounding desert melted and was burned into glass, as if a colorful crystal road had been paved in this land of death.

Just to welcome her arrival!

The power emanating from her body at this moment was undoubtedly true hell level, the hell level that appeared in the human world!

Wu Heng saw the strength of her power in the Holy Mountain of Blood Hell.

She is not considered strong among the Hell Class. Logically speaking, she cannot break through the limitations of reality. Even a horn like Leviathan that reveals its true form cannot do it.

But she was not restricted and appeared in reality.

Something seemed to help her block out that limitation.

Moreover, Wu Heng recognized her identity when the US Combat Command Center was requesting a response from heaven through that "model".

Wu Heng's nightmare power followed the signal and found that place.

The hell-level aura within it all came from the woman in front of him. Her response to the Operations Bureau at that time was to assist Leviathan Hell.

When Nail Head was taken away, she followed the breath of Imaclada and others and found this place.

In the end, it was discovered that the bloody hell was actually the "Garden of Eden".

This is God’s back garden!
Now it has been occupied by an unknown lord of hell, which is simply blasphemy and disrespectful.

exile!
This was her truest thought. Since the Garden of Eden had been occupied and desecrated, the entire Garden of Eden needed to be exiled into the void.

'Gulu. Gulu!'

The crystal glass road formed by burning sand suddenly became soft.

It was like fermented dough that was mixed with colorful pigments. It continued to expand, and the various colors bulged and twisted under the light.

puff!
The expanding bubbles on the glass surface burst, and streams of blood gushed out from them.

Under the light, the blood became dry and sticky, and bursts of fishy-smelling vapor floated into the sky.

But more blood flowed out, covering the glass desert that welcomed the woman.

Combined with the softened colored glaze, it turned into a dark red active substance.

The environment of the Bloody Hell has been mapped into reality. Although it is not the original version, it is enough to change the landscape.

"You have no idea what you've done."

"You are violating God's rules!" The woman in the air angrily uttered hellish mutterings.

A blood-red vortex appeared on the activated glazed floor, and Wu Heng's body walked out of it.

"God?"

"Heaven?"

"Is the place you are in heaven?" (End of this chapter)

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