"What's the problem?" Eric asked.

"Why are you suddenly..." Wuqi replied, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Eric.

Eric's eyes flashed, as if he had guessed Wuqi's thoughts, nodded and said, "Why are you all the time being friendly to you all of a sudden, right?"

Wuqi nodded and responded silently.

"It's actually very simple, because I want to study the soul of thought." Eric replied frankly.

"Study?" After hearing this, Wuqi suddenly showed confusion and looked at Eric in confusion.

Eric smiled slightly, waved his hand, and said, "Don't think about it. The research I mentioned is harmless to you. I am just curious about the soul of thought. Because this kind of soul should not exist. When Lord Yan said it to me, I always believed that it was an impossible soul.

But, at the same time, I actually look forward to the birth of this soul, because, in this way, I can study and study why such souls can be born. You should have been in hell for quite some time, right? You may have known at least some secrets of the world to come here, right?

Hell is the place where the soul is controlled. To put it simply, any soul will be controlled by our hell. Even if it has not come to hell yet, for example, live well in the world, as long as we are willing, we can take away that person's life at any time, let the life of that person be lost, the soul returns to its place, and return to the place where the soul belongs, that is, our hell.

This is hell, and the master who controls all the souls in the world is our master of hell, Lord Yan. However, Lord Yan said that the soul of thought is actually an existence that even he cannot control, so I am interested and want to study it well. Do you understand why now?"

After hearing this, Wuqi suddenly realized that Eric would suddenly be so friendly to him because of a little bit that he had become an alien, an alien that was different from any soul, just like a sudden appearance in the world that broke people's cognition. There must be a large number of people who want to capture it and study it carefully. This is his situation.

It can even be said that if I was not the soul of thought, then Eric had already killed himself with so many clones just now. Instead of explaining so much to himself without getting tired of it, he would not be so excited to make friends with him. This is the reason for this.

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi nodded. After knowing that Eric would not bring danger to him again, he said, "So that's it. Then you want to study me, and I promise you that. However, I came to hell not for fun. I hope you can set a deadline. If you pass the deadline for your research, let my friend and I leave, okay?"

"Leave? Oh, do you want to go to the sixth level of hell? It's easy to say. I'm in charge of it. As long as I say a word, you can go there immediately. This is not a difficult task." After hearing this, Eric nodded with satisfaction, without making any consideration. He thought that the uncanny destination was just the sixth level.

Unexpectedly, Eric was stunned as soon as he finished speaking, because Wuqi's answer made him very shocked.

"No." Wuqi shook his head and said, "My Lord Blood Demon, I don't just want to go to the sixth floor. My destination is the last floor, which is the eighteenth floor of hell."

As soon as this said, Eric was startled. His eyes suddenly changed, and his whole body immediately looked at Wuqi without blinking with a monster look, and asked in disbelief: "You... boy, are you sure you weren't kidding me? Do you mean you want to meet Lord Yan?"

"That's right." Wuqi nodded seriously and said.

"Can you tell me why? Boy, don't say I didn't remind you. Lord Yan, you can't see it as long as you want. Besides, even if Lord Yan agrees to you, you may not be qualified to talk to him. Before you meet him, you still have a lot of hell to break into. Are you sure you can see Lord Yan?" Eric asked with deep confusion.

Wuqi smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Of course I can't be sure. After all, it's only my first time to come to hell, but I will definitely stick to it. No matter how many obstacles there are or how big the road ahead, I will not give up, because I have a reason to go on, and this is my answer."

After hearing this, Eric was silent. It was not that he truly agreed with Wuqi, nor that he could see from Wuqi's answer that the other party's thoughts were a bit naive or even stupid, but that he was shocked by Wuqi's focused and firm eyes when he said this.

He had only seen such a look in one person's eyes, that is the Lord of Hell. It has been quite a long time since the last time he met with the Lord of Hell, but he still remembers clearly how firm and awe-inspiring the Lord of Hell's eyes were at that time.

Especially when the Lord of Hell said the words that Eric still impressed, his focused, confident and firm eyes were shocked.

"Eric, maybe my inference may not be correct. However, I believe that such a soul will be born. Because there is nothing completely absolute in this world. Since we hell can control the soul in the world, then a soul that we hell cannot control will be born.

That is the soul of thought. It is like an exception when anything happens. This soul of thought is an accident. Maybe it will not be born now, and it may not be born in another hundred years, thousand years, or even ten thousand years, but I believe it will be born one day."

Yes, it will be born one day.

It was this last sentence that made Eric's impression of Wuqi change at this moment. He no longer regarded Wuqi as a reckless person who bravely entered hell, but as a guardian of hell who could be on par with him. Because Wuqi's current gaze made him feel a sense of awe as the Lord of Hell.

Eric, although I can't be sure that I will meet the Lord of Hell now. If I persist, I believe I will meet one day.

That's right, it's this "one day" that moved Eric.

"Okay. Since you already have such an idea, it doesn't make sense for me to persuade you more. However, I will still leave you for a while to study the soul of thought. So, how about you give me a year?" Eric asked.

"One year?"

"Yes. Give me a year to study your soul of thought, but you don't have to care too much. During this year, I will do my best to help you. Since you plan to go to the last level of hell, then it is far from enough to rely on your current strength.

During this year, I will also help you improve your strength as much as possible. Then, when the one-year period is up, I will let you go and let you skip the sixth floor of hell and go to the seventh floor. What do you think?" Eric explained.

This is definitely the answer that Wu Qi dreams of. Staying here for a year is not long, and I can still get Eric's guidance this year. In this case, it is definitely much better than leaving this hell now.

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi had almost no hesitation and agreed to Eric, but just as he was about to speak, Eric's face suddenly changed. In an instant, he felt like something particularly scared changed. With a violent tremor, he showed a look of terror that he had never felt before.

What the hell is going on? Is Eric the master of this level of hell? Since he is the master and the manager, why did he suddenly become so frightened? What did he see?

Wuqi suddenly became puzzled, but before he could speak, he heard a sharp, harsh and extremely penetrating sound, which suddenly rang behind him.

"Hahaha...hehehehe...hehehehe...hehehehe...Eric, you are such a good blood demon! Don't you want to continue doing it? You actually met a living person who trespassed into hell and didn't kill him. You are so brave. Are you not afraid that Lord Yan Emperor will blame you?"

Hearing this voice, Wuqi immediately turned around and looked behind him. After seeing it, he was not completely depressed.

Because, he did see a person appearing behind him silently. With a step, the man immediately approached him with a ghostly body movement. While giving people a feeling of being strong, it was also very dangerous. But what is strange is that this person was hiding in a cloak, and all his facial features were firmly blocked by darkness. He could not see the person's appearance clearly. This is Wuqi's depressed place.

However, the depressed mood did not last long. In just a moment, Wuqi's face changed drastically and his body shook. Although he was not attacked at all, his mind seemed to have suddenly suffered a terrible severe injury. He was hit hard, and his legs were even more unstable. He was blown up high by an indescribable force and flew backwards.

At the same time, while Wuqi flew backwards, "Bang bang bang bang...bang bang bang..." A series of dull loud noises echoed from his body one after another. Wuqi's body trembled violently, and his whole body was as if he was constantly pierced by spears. From the head, one blood hole after another that penetrated the front and back quickly emerged.

These muffled sounds that kept hearing were the sounds that made after the body was penetrated by false things.

This scene happened so strangely, and it was too fast, which surprised Wuqi and couldn't help but feel a little scared. Because he didn't know how he became like this at all. He had already reacted quickly enough, and immediately realized that something was wrong, he directly used his mind and breath to protect himself with all his strength, but it still couldn't.

Who is this person? What a terrible power! Could it be that he is the Lord of Hell? Otherwise, how could Eric suddenly be so frightened?

After thinking about this, Wuqi was shocked. He never expected that he could meet the person he met most here. Although he was still frightened, he was still a little excited as time gradually passed.

But before he could be happy, the cruel fact gave him a painful blow, because at this moment, Eric spoke, completely breaking Wuqi's fantasy with a sound, pulling Wuqi back to reality.

"Bayer, why are you here? This is my territory. Although you are better than me, if you leave your jurisdiction without authorization, aren't you afraid that I will sue you in front of Lord Yan and leave your post without permission?" Eric's eyes cold and his voice was quiet. (To be continued...)
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