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What appeared before Li Mo was a pitch-black void.

Like a demon with its mouth wide open, it constantly exudes an ominous aura.

"This! This is the palace of 'greed,' my lord, we cannot go in!!"

"Yes! It could kill people!!"

The little goblin looked at the dark cave entrance, and as if remembering something, quickly warned Li Mo not to go in.

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Chapter 33: Before the Underworld, Hell is nothing but a fart!

"A palace of 'greed'?"

Li Mo, out of curiosity, repeated what the little goblin had just said.

Then he looked at the little guy who, although young, seemed to know a lot, and asked.

"What is that?"

“My lord, ‘Greed’ is one of the demon gods, and this area we are in is his ‘Greed’s’ territory.”

"They are demons from the seven hells. Many of the monsters we see now have become so terrifying simply because they have been tainted by their aura."

"Greed has a great love for collecting treasures, so he builds palaces all over the place to hide his riches inside, but he also leaves his own clones to guard them."

The little goblin quickly explained to Li Mo, trying to persuade him not to enter the terrifying palace.

"A demon from hell? Heh~" Li Mo suddenly laughed upon hearing the little goblin's words.

Then, with an indescribable look in his eyes, he took a deep look at the dark palace.

Compared to the underworld, the Seven Great Hells are nothing more than slightly larger ants.

Li Mo's tone was very calm, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

It was as if the demon god in his heart, capable of destroying everything, was in front of the underworld that Li Mo spoke of.

It's just a remnant of sand in the wind, which will dissipate upon contact.

Although the goblin race is weak, it is therefore very good at reading people's expressions and moods.

So he was horrified to discover that what Li Mo said was true...

In Li Mo's eyes, what is called hell, what is called demons, is nothing but...

They're nothing but ants!

"The underworld, what kind of place is that?" The little goblin shivered all over.

Just hearing the name filled him with a sense of dread, a tremor that came from the depths of his soul.

It was as if the terrifying words "underworld" had been imprinted on his soul even before it was born.

It will haunt him for eternity, and be unforgettable for him forever...

After saying this, Li Mo ignored the little goblin.

Instead, they focused their attention on the palace.

Looking at the map, there's a treasure chest-shaped icon inside the palace.

With his own help and the Rat King's assistance, even if it was a clone of the Demon King, he was confident he could go in and take a look.

The cooldown for the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons has also ended.

Even if you are outmatched, you can use a return scroll to ensure your safety.

It's not in Li Mo's nature to pass by a treasure trove without taking a bite.

He waved to the Demon Rat King.

Without any hesitation, the Rat King jumped down.

It's always better to be careful in places like this.

Before long...

The Rat King let out a squeak.

This indicates that you have landed safely.

Li Mo then jumped in as well.

The little goblin looked around at the corpses scattered on the ground and the huge vultures that were approaching from the sky, drawn by the smell of blood.

I closed my eyes and made a firm decision.

He jumped down as well.

puff~

Li Mo landed on the ground, while the little goblin behind him fell headfirst onto the Rat King, dazed and confused.

This startled the little goblin.

Inside the pitch-black palace.

A faint smell of blood lingered in the air.

It had a faint fishy smell.

The walls were covered with countless skeletons of various shapes.

There was a large patch of wet black hair on the ground, like a carpet woven by some kind of demon.

A huge white sheet of paper hangs at the front gate of the palace.

In an instant, Li Mo felt as if he had truly arrived in hell.

The little goblin was so frightened that his legs were trembling. He followed closely behind Li Mo, afraid that some evil spirit would appear and eat him.

Li Mo remained unmoved by the bizarre scene around him.

Walking on the carpet woven from human hair feels as natural as walking on an ordinary carpet.

"This demon king's aesthetic sense is really quite distorted."

As he walked, he even made a comment about the palace's design.

This caused hardship for the netizens in Daxia who were watching his live stream.

Even though they had already seen several terrifying monsters of various shapes and sizes.

But when this hellish scene appeared...

Even people living in a peaceful era can't help but get goosebumps.

Some of the more timid ones were so frightened that they collapsed onto the bed.

"This...this place is like hell!"

"Doesn't Master Mo feel any fear?"

"You're scared of this? Is that all? Let me take some nitroglycerin first!"

"I'm getting more and more curious about Master Mo's identity. Ordinary people simply couldn't withstand this kind of place."

In an effort to overcome their fear, the viewers in the live stream began to steer the conversation toward Li Mo's identity.

They were trying to use this method to eliminate their fear of the scene.

at the same time....

Outside Ghost Face Canyon.

A man wielding a Japanese sword appeared, staring in horror at the scene before him.

Corpses littered the ground, and blood was everywhere.

Miyamoto couldn't help but swallow hard.

Not long ago, in order to atone for his sins, Miyamoto decided not to sit idly by and wait for his death.

Choose to actively enter the black fog to upgrade and become stronger.

Unexpectedly, a seemingly weak crow was actually stronger than itself.

The tiny paws almost cost him his life.

In his panic, he used his skills to escape quickly.

Then they ran to the front of Ghost Face Canyon.

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Chapter 34: The representatives of Japan and the United States must be cerebral palsy!

The canyon was littered with corpses.

The corpses of the ghost-faced spiders were scattered haphazardly on the ground.

It's like garbage.

The stench was so strong that Miyamoto could hardly breathe.

"Something really did happen here!"

He stared in horror at everything before him.

The terrifying ghost-faced spider, even its corpse, made him feel immense pressure.

If these monsters were still alive, just how terrifying would their power be?

Miyamoto couldn't even imagine what kind of being could possibly slaughter such a large number of monsters.

If that thing exists in the canyon, then my current situation...

Thinking of this.

Miyamoto couldn't help but swallow hard.