Infinite Road Warrior Road

Right now, even the lord of hell can't stop Wang Zongchao from advancing, so he can almost be said to ignore all kinds of monsters in the underground palace, just drive straight in, and go straight to the place where the atmosphere of hell is the strongest.

The deeper you go, the more distorted and distorted the scene in front of you, and it's all weird and terrifying and incomprehensible.The entire underground labyrinth is like the stomach and intestines of a huge monster. It vibrates continuously like waves, making people lose their sense of balance. The world seems to be twisting and spinning in front of their eyes. The picture is like a swirling vortex, sometimes blurred and dim, sometimes clear and concrete.But those clear scenes are all weird and terrifying scenes, which are unbearable to watch.

Half-man, half-bull, pushing a stone mill that never goes to the end; a monster whose hands are alienated into hatchets and sickles, chopping endless firewood and weeds; so thin that it looks like a walking Skeletons, however, immerse their bodies in the boiling pot time and time again, impatiently licking the boiled pus soup; monsters with only one piece of human skin left, sometimes swelled into a bloated skin bag, and sometimes deflated into duckweed wandering around in a daze A wandering monster; a monster whose body is constantly eroding, pus, and healing and regenerating; a monster with one head and four sides, rotating alternately in the youthful, beautiful, proud, happy, old, ugly, inferiority complex; arms are like slender ropes, swinging countless A dead knot, entwined tightly around itself, covering its five senses, struggling like a worm, twisting, twitching monster...

What is even more eye-catching is - a monster that looks like a naked female body, but with a strangely bulging abdomen, and one baby after another is continuously squeezed out of the lower body.Although these babies looked normal, their little faces were distorted out of shape, and they were crying in pain, every cry was like a sharp iron chisel hitting their souls.By gnawing on the dying mother, they grew rapidly, and gradually transformed into various twisted monsters.

Toil, tiredness, restraint, weakness, confusion, entanglement, depression, mourning, self-compulsion, insensitivity... The endless negative and negative consciousness of human beings are embodied in the ugliest and most distorted way, forming the most ruthless and direct to the source strong ridicule.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, everything in front of them can be regarded as a terrifying nightmare that can only emerge in the most distorted spiritual depths of severely insane people.Even if you take a look at it, you may go crazy and lose your mind.What's even creepier is that these aren't just visions.But it is true and true, and it is approaching itself step by step!

However, in Wang Zongchao's view, no matter how ferocious the scene in front of him is, it can't hide the fact that these things are relatively low-end and primitive!

Weakness, confusion, depression, mourning, numbness, depression, annoyance, torment... and so on, are all just the lowest-end emotional garbage from the individual, representing a person's most basic spiritual suffering.Although these are unavoidable negative emotions for everyone, just as normal people inevitably need to sweat and excrete, as long as they are mentally healthy, it is not difficult to overcome these emotions and not be overwhelmed by them.

Among the Seven Great Demon Kings.Andariel, the queen of anguish and torment, and Duriel, the king of pain, are considered the two weakest demon kings, because they are only in charge of the most basic suffering of individual living beings, but one is more spiritual, the other is more physical, and it is purely personal. Mental and physical problems.In response to these inherent sufferings, two negative solutions have evolved.One is to indulge desires, enjoy unrestrained pleasure, plunder others with insatiable greed, and let others bear their own pain, and the other is to deceive others and oneself with lies and anesthetize themselves. This is the king of evil, Azmodan, and lies The domain controlled by King Beria.This is no longer limited to personal pain, but rises to the social level of mutual interaction.

As for Diablo, the King of Fear, Mephisto, the King of Hatred, and Barr, the King of Destruction, the three chief culprits are not limited to human beings and human society, but have risen to a new macroscopic pattern.For example, between humans and beasts, between living creatures and undead, and even between alien civilizations, it is often impossible to escape the fear of the unknown, the hatred of fear, and the destruction of hatred.A vicious cycle of fear of destruction.There is something called "the law of the dark forest" that foretells the horror and despair of being influenced by these three emotions.For every civilization, any alien civilization is difficult to communicate, incomprehensible, and unpredictable. It is an eternal terror and threat, and an existence that must be destroyed with all efforts!

All in all, in Wang Zongchao's view.These things in Andariel are not only bad taste, but also far from "real".

So he couldn't talk about taking any countermeasures at all, he just chose to ignore them, and these terrifying and distorted visions would disappear automatically as soon as they got a little closer, just like a mirage that can only be seen from a distance but not up close.

Then, he started to move forward.

The terrain here is changing at any time. It was flat in the last second, and it may collapse inexplicably in the next second, turning into a terrifying bottomless abyss, or suddenly rising into the sky like a mountain, or appearing from time to time. Weird and disgusting people face, and opened its ugly and ferocious mouth in an attempt to swallow all life.The disorder and inexplicable irregular changes make people never know what will happen in the next moment.

But this has no impact on Wang Zongchao at all, because he doesn't need to rely on ground support for every step, but directly lands in the air.

Although it fell into the air, it didn't step into the air. The supposedly illusory space seemed to become an extremely solid existence, and every time Wang Zongchao's footsteps fell, there was a sound of "boom, boom, boom".Although the volume of each sound is not loud, it shows an incomparably solid and powerful vibration like a diamond sound, which completely overwhelms the low-pitched vicious curses and sharp mournful wailing echoing in the air!

Step by step, wave after wave, a circle of shock waves carried more and more powerful power, but calmly, they transmitted to every corner of the nightmare space in front of them calmly!

After walking a full fifteen steps, Wang Zongchao suddenly stopped, standing in the void, without saying a word.

When the final footsteps stopped abruptly, the whole world seemed to have fallen into a strange dead silence.

Click!

Only a second or two passed, but the extremely long suffocating silence was finally broken by a crackling sound.With Wang Zongchao's foothold as the center, the hideous and twisted cracks rapidly expanded in the void, and then quickly collapsed and burst into messy space fragments!

And this is just the beginning.Countless twisted and hideous cracks, at the speed of lightning and thunder, amidst the turbulent click, click, click, accompanied by the energy of ground, water, wind and fire, is like a raging flood that ravages the earth.It spread wildly with a devastating momentum!

Grasp the natural frequency of a certain object in a short period of time, follow this frequency again and again to superimpose and apply force, and finally cause a devastating strong resonance vibration. This is a master who has enough patience to control power enough to do it.But if the object of the force is not a specific substance.It's an illusory space, so it can only be described as miraculous!

However, in Wang Zongchao's view, what he destroyed was only a muddy area between hell and sanctuary, between reality and the soul, a subspace that was not even considered a god's domain.The spatial structure is far less solid than the real world, let alone as vast as the real world, even if it is destroyed, it is not a big deal at all.

Of course, the so-called difficulty is also relative.If there is a lack of means involving space, maybe even nuclear bombs are not enough to destroy and break through this space.If the heart is weak there are loopholes.The visions in this space are indestructible, inescapable, terrifying nightmares that can devour the body and mind.The levels are different, and the standards for difficulties are also different, just like the impassable cliffs and natural moats for beasts, but for birds, they can only fly over by flapping their wings.

With the muddy space was completely destroyed.Presented in front of Wang Zongchao is a real giant gate with a height of 30 meters.The door frame is made of an unknown pitch-black skeleton. The skeleton is curved and ferocious, and it is covered with bone spurs, giving people a creepy feeling.You can vaguely see "Many undead souls nailed to the bone spurs, not completely annihilated, but struggling in pain. There is a scream that resonates and trembles deep in the soul!"

The two closed doors are also extremely dark and smooth as a mirror, which can clearly reflect human faces.But the strange thing is that the expressions of Wang Zongchao inside are all extremely twisted and painful.

"Sad puppet!"

The mirror on the door stared at Wang Zongchao and sighed heavily.

"Although you have incomparably powerful power, what's the point?"

"Your strength. Everything about you comes from the gift of the Lord God.

You are just a sad and ridiculous puppet driven by the Lord God without any freedom!plaything!Gu worm!

Although already scarred and physically and mentally exhausted.You still have no peace.

Although you have paid a heavy price, you still need to face endless dangers.

Even though you have gained the ability to protect yourself, you are still burdened by your companions, and you have to fight endlessly to please the Lord God, witnessing the sad passing of one companion after another..."

The mirror image chattered endlessly, but as Wang Zongchao pushed open the door, it cracked and dissipated abruptly.

"Hehe...it's really not easy to push open the 'Gate of Lamentation' so easily." He was greeted by a clear, high-pitched, unscrupulously crazy and ambiguous female voice.It is as if there are countless sharp needles piercing the bone marrow of the brain from the ears, which brings incomparable pain and at the same time, there is an unstoppable strange pleasure like scraping the bones.

Looking at the reputation, there is a vast and huge blood pool behind the door. The dark hellfire bursts out from the bottom of the pool from time to time, making the thick and filthy blood pool continuously boil, evaporating and full of corruption and depravity. In the dense blood mist of the breath, countless twisted souls struggled up and down between the blood pool and the flames, sighing and moaning one after another.And in the center of the blood pool, on a bone throne engraved with endless ferocious and distorted phantoms of demons, suddenly sat a nearly three-meter-tall man with bronze skin and a seductive figure, and a red head that seemed to burn into the sky. haired female demon.

Although the distance of the female demon seems quite far away, the sense of existence is extremely strong, so strong that it overwhelms the pool of boiling blood, and it is close to the eyes!

"Andariel?" Wang Zongchao smiled lightly, still stepping forward step by step.

"I'm very surprised, doesn't the 'Gate of Lamentation' reflect anything worthy of your attention?" Andariel asked curiously.Just because whether or not this door can be opened depends entirely on a person's heart. If there is something that is unwilling to face, or if there is hesitation in the heart, self-pity and self-doubt, this door is an iron wall that cannot be shaken.But just now, Wang Zongchao just pushed away as if pushing away two paper cupboards.

"One word is enough to deal with your vulgar tastes." Wang Zongchao continued to move forward while speaking.

"What word?" Andariel couldn't help but frowned, she could feel every footfall of the other party, as if she was about to step into her heart.It crushed her heart.His aura had plummeted before he knew it, and he no longer had the power of a demon king.

"Enlightenment!" Wang Zongchao gave the answer calmly, and said: "The temptation on the spiritual level can stop. Even if I dare not say that the mind is perfect, there will be no problems at this low-level level that you control. I don't want to lose." If it's too ugly, hurry up and use some real skills!"

The "Gate of Weeping" has no effect, because Wang Zongchao has already realized it in his heart.

Just like Musashi who cut out the most powerful sword in his life when he was dying, would he regret it because he sacrificed his life, family and friendship, and many things that ordinary people take for granted?And worry about gains and losses?And self-pity?And tangled and confused?

Of course not, because he has already realized what he did!

Even if he went back to the past, Wang Zongchao would never regret his choice to enter the main god's space.Just being able to appreciate the truly infinite and vast new world of martial arts is already worth the effort.Wang Zongchao has always been very clear that there is nothing in the world that doesn't cost anything at all, and he wants to have the privilege of being reincarnated across many planes.If you want to enjoy the resources provided by the main god, you also need to abide by the rules it makes.Just like entering a certain school to practice martial arts, you also need to abide by its rules. Absolute freedom and freedom do not exist. If you want to gain something, you will always lose something.What's more, Wang Zongchao does not resist the life of reincarnation.On the contrary, I am quite happy with this mode that is never lacking in excitement and challenges.

At the same time, Wang Zongchao is also aware of whether he will one day encounter an invincible enemy and be killed, or resist a completely unacceptable mission of the main god and be obliterated.Just as a boxer should be aware that he may be knocked down in the boxing ring, a rock climber may miss and fall off a cliff, and a race car driver may have a car accident, otherwise he should not choose this road in the first place.The so-called "there is nothing in the world, and mediocrity disturbs it."How can a truly open-minded enlightened person worry unnecessarily and fall into low-level psychological problems such as self-pity, self-doubt, self-contempt, self-deprecation, and self-abandonment?

In just a few sentences.In less than ten steps, Wang Zongchao crossed a seemingly long distance, came to the throne of bones, and punched Andariel!

crisis!imminent!

Andariel didn't have time to think about it, and hastily waved away Wang Zongchao's fist.With one touch, Andariel screamed!Her hands are intact.But after the hand, she suffered a shattered wrist, a popped elbow and a dislocated shoulder.The overwhelming force crushed backwards, causing the golden belt surrounding her neck and connected to the breast nails to explode, and the dozen or so blue crystal diamonds inlaid on it scattered in all directions, followed by the throne of bones behind her. disintegration.The blood pool under the throne rushed into a monstrous wave of blood.A large number of broken limbs, human faces or internal organs were turned up, and the pungent sour stench rose to the sky!

With one blow, Andariel's whole body was completely covered by the monstrous blood wave, and at the same time, Wang Zongchao also found that his attack could no longer touch Andariel.

These blood waves look like liquid, but they are actually superimposed layers upon layers, flowing and swaying twisted blood-colored hell space.Immersing in it is equivalent to escaping into another different space, and the surroundings of the body are always in a distorted and superimposed phase shift state.If there is no ability to penetrate space, then no matter how powerful the attack is, it will not be able to harm her at all!But Wang Zongchao himself had to be careful of being drowned in blood waves, because that would probably mean being taken into hell.

At the same time, Andariel's screams were still like some kind of lingering nightmare, clearly pouring into Wang Zongchao's ears like tarsal maggots, making him feel unspeakable discomfort all over his body.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen blue crystal diamonds burst together, and more than a dozen revenant banshees with ferocious faces, bleeding from the seven orifices, and disheveled hair appeared in the void out of thin air. The shape is expanded to the limit.The next moment, the "Banshee's Howl", which was soaked in pain and resentment and could penetrate the brain, collapse the body, and blow out the soul, erupted mercilessly, overlapping and merging in a small space, and crazily swept through and shook.

This is not only a powerful merger of a dozen "Howls of the Banshee", but also the screams of Andariel, who became angry and angry, as a guide, as if leading an international top soprano leading a luxurious choir.

If the "Howling of the Banshee" that Wang Zongchao and Qi Tengyi encountered in the bloody wasteland was just a torrential rain, the power of the screaming howl is now a tsunami that shook the sky and earth.Inflict pain on the Queen of Torment and Anguish, and you will be rewarded with pain a thousand times over.

For a time, the spiritual storm that should have nothing to do with the material world, and only shakes the mind, has even affected the material level.It turned into a substantial fluctuation visible to the naked eye, and in an instant, the surrounding bones and bones were smashed, and all solid objects were torn apart.And in the spiritual layer, it is like a nuclear bomb explosion!

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"We seem to have underestimated the power of the Demon King class..."

Inside the Blissful Spiritual House, Zheng Zha's face was as heavy as iron, and he said to Qi Teng.

After the tragic death of Andrea, the cold crow and the blood bird all died. The key was not because Zheng Zha and others had a chance to hit the mage tower platform, but because the sudden burst of fear halo had completely destroyed their souls!

Although they are powerful hell lords and quasi-legendary fallen people, while accepting the power of hell, the price is that their souls are completely defenseless to the devil.Under the halo of fear, they are even more vulnerable than ordinary people!In contrast, Ming Yanwei, who was guarded by Alice's Yishi spirit body, was only temporarily in a coma.Not life-threatening.

In this way, except that Qin Zhuiyu devoured the countess's soul and obtained all her memories, all important information about the conspiracy in hell was lost.After all, no matter how vicious the Countess is, she is essentially just a victim who was temporarily coerced into the gang.About many core plots.There is no room for knowledge at all.

"This was my negligence." Qi Tengyi apologized, "I should have thought that Diablo had actually separated part of his soul into the fetus in Andrea's womb."

"I can't blame you, we should have expected this." Qin Zhuiyu was also quite unhappy about this result, "I dare not devour Andrea's soul immediately because of this Possibility, but also worried about what terrible curse she has prepared."

after all.The countess is just a legendary fire mage, not good at curses and soul domains, so there is basically no serious danger of devouring her soul, as long as Qin Zhuiyu really has the strength to defeat the countess head-on.But Andrea is different. Devouring her soul is probably similar to devouring a living poisonous snake in its belly.

Qi Teng shook his head. "No, I have already fought against Diablo's distraction, and I should have expected his characteristics. As long as that part of his soul is not completely in a state of sleep, he will absolutely not be able to bear the shame of being captured, and would rather blew himself up! I didn't warn you of this beforehand. It's really my fault."

"Forget it, we don't need to worry about this." Alice suddenly interrupted Qi Tengyi and asked, "Since the power of the Demon King is stronger than we imagined, will he challenge Andariel alone? Unexpected?"

"If you ask me, I will definitely answer you—'No'!" Qi Teng replied firmly, "The devil king in this world has dual characteristics of the spiritual and material realms. There are major flaws in the domain of control, which will inevitably be used in a targeted manner. On the contrary, if there are no flaws in the spiritual level, but the strength is insufficient, you may be killed by violence. However, in these two aspects, Lao Wang will never have any problems. After all, Andariel is only the weakest level among the Seven Demon Gods!"

"But I don't know why, ever since I learned that he went to challenge Andariel alone, I always felt a strong uneasiness in my heart." Alice laughed at herself after she finished speaking, "I hope it's just an illusion."

"Then let's act quickly and get rid of the monsters inside and outside the monastery as soon as possible. The fewer monsters, the more Andariel will be restrained by the sanctuary, and the less room to move." Qi Teng knew that Alice was definitely not a little woman who was worried about gains and losses, and then She also has a strong spiritual potential, so her words have to be taken seriously.