Volume 7 The Merry Evil Emperor Chapter 42 Breaking into the Eighteenth Floor of Hell!
Since you are alerting the enemy, just follow the plan.
If you don’t do it, you won’t stop. Chu Mo and others will let go of all the restrained aura.
Walked forward openly.
No matter what kind of demons or devils are you, you won’t be devils or devils. If you don’t feel good about it, just kill them!
Anyway, this is hell. Whoever has a big fist will have to listen to whom!
After making up their minds, everyone's blood surged, venting all the qi that had just been suppressed by the dark environment around them for a long time.
They are like a group of beasts imprisoned in cages.
After being imprisoned for a long time, I was irritable and eager to fight to vent my desires.
The fighting spirit exuded by this group of people spread throughout the space.
The place where the strange sound just made had just become quiet.
Several pairs of green eyes stared at Chu Mo and others in the darkness.
"Hide your head and show your tail and speak!" Chu Mo was not polite either. Anyway, our brothers had a lot of people, and his right hand was like a knife, and he slashed forward violently. The blood-red sword light instantly shot out more than ten feet, slashing hard towards the front. The dazzling sword light instantly illuminated the dark space.
As the knife was slashed out, everyone finally saw the scene in front of them. The nearby scenery was the same as where they were standing, with a large area of snow-white skeletons scattered everywhere. A group of zombie-like creatures were biting half of their thigh bones, and a harsh sound came from its bottom.
These creatures are certainly definitely undead creatures. Whether it is their pale skin, green eyes, or the aura of death emitted from their bodies, they all prove their identity.
They obviously didn't expect Chu Mo to fight as soon as he said he would fight, and raised his head in surprise, looking at the uninvited guest in front of him with some disbelief, with long green hair as his eyes standing upside down.
When Kahn saw these zombies, he exclaimed: "These are groups of green-haired zombies, which are much stronger than ordinary zombies!"
When Chu Mo and others heard this, they immediately said, "It seems that there are indeed many undead creatures in the eighteenth level hell!"
They were obviously afraid of Chu Mo and others, so nervous that they wanted to say something. The "gurgling" sounded in their throats, which was the sound of bones rubbing against the ground. If their human organs were intact, they might have already screamed at this moment.
Since they were undead creatures, Chu Mo would not show mercy. The blood-red sword light slashed several nearby green-haired zombies from their waists and necks. The powerful sword energy shattered almost all the muscles and bones on their bodies. Only the head with the green eyes was saved and rolled out not far from the ground.
"Damn, you're so unfaithful, you're so unfaithful. You'll get them solved so quickly!" Hans, who had just been angry, ran to the front and said with a strange cry.
Chu Mo shrugged and said helplessly: "I can't help but fight, there's no way!"
"What a poor man. These zombies don't have armor or weapons. They're too poor!" Since Chu Mo's attack, Nabanik's thief's occupational disease had occurred. He jumped to the bones and searched for something valuable. After searching for a long time, he didn't even see a shadow of a gold coin, and immediately turned his back and scolded.
The fighting flames that had just ignited by Nabalu, Kadi, Bean and others were instantly extinguished by cruel facts.
They put down their arms holding the weapon and scanned the surrounding environment boredly.
Chu Mo was even more depressed and felt like he was hitting the air with one punch.
He restrained his sword light, and under the magic light, he strode forward, stepped on a nearby green-haired zombie head, and shouted to Kahn behind him: "Do you understand the language of the undead creatures? Please ask us how to get here!"
"Is one of my six undead mentors, I don't understand the language of the undead?" Kahn suddenly became angry when he heard this. He was the most arrogant. How could Chu Mo look down on him so much? He imitated Chu Mo and stepped on the head of a unlucky green-haired zombie. His mouth moved quickly, making a sound like "Yeah, ah, ah."
Soon, the head that was trampled by him made a similar sound.
About ten minutes passed, Kahn stomped his head and then walked towards the next head.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Cardi asked curiously.
Kahn replied coldly: "This is a hard bone, I don't cooperate!"
After saying that, he continued to say something to his head.
Before three seconds had passed, he flattened the head again.
After such a cycle, he broke five heads in a row within five minutes, and then he continued to talk to the heads of the green-haired zombies.
"Boss, what are Kahn doing?" Hans asked curiously, standing beside Chumo.
"I think, depending on the situation, he should establish his authority. He will first kill these green-haired zombies, so that they will feel fearful. If they don't say it, they will die; then ask carefully and tempt what conditions are there, so that the zombies will tell the truth." Chu Mo glanced at the heads who were talking to Kahn and said casually.
Hans sighed exaggeratedly: "I'm dizzy! Are zombies still afraid of death?"
While speaking, Kahn had finished talking with the group of heads and walked to Hans and said coldly: "The undead creatures also have ideas, and those who are bold will naturally have timid!"
"A bunch of bones still have thoughts?" Hans muttered in a low voice in discontent.
Seeing his brother talking to his brother without hesitation, Cardi hurriedly ran over and asked, "Brother, what's the result?"
"This group of green-haired zombies said that we are at the entrance to the eighteen levels of hell. As for the eighteen levels of hell, just like the name, there are eighteen levels in total, and there are many monsters guarding each level. If you want to pass, you must go all the way in!" Kahn said proudly.
"I like the level-breaking game. Killing the guardian monsters has absolutely good treasures!" Nabanik immediately jumped up and laughed.
Chu Mo looked at the endless darkness in front of him, raised the corner of his mouth, and a wicked smile appeared on his face and said, "It's interesting!"
If you walk the road to the end, since you dare to enter the demon world and dare to go to the eighteen levels of hell, how can you not continue to move forward?
After simple sorting, everyone raised the magic lamp and walked towards the endless darkness ahead.
Dark, darkness, boundless darkness. Even with the lighting of magic lamps, here it is just the light of the fire. After walking about a hundred kilometers, Chu Mo felt like he had entered a long gap in space.
Why is it called a space gap? Because he felt the familiar breath of space magic being released around him.
Walking quickly, the darkness and blue light alternately, the eyes suddenly became clear, and it was a new world.
"Wow, what a dazzling light!" Nabanik, who was following behind, shouted.
Looking at the scenery in front of you, Chu Mo was shocked!
Compared with the entrance just now, there are completely two worlds. Here, the sun shines brightly, and the red spheres project the vicious light on the earth.
The heat waves hit my face, the temperature was definitely above forty degrees. Even with the protection of true qi, sweat suddenly emerged.
The ground is cracked and dry, and the soil is as red as the sun. The eyes are full of gravels of sizes, and it is hard to see any greenness or traces of small animals.
Is this place where the environment is so harsh that birds don’t poop is the first level of hell?
If this is true, then each style of the Eighteen Hell is different, and I am really looking forward to it.
Everyone looked at the surrounding environment and thought to themselves.
"This should be the first level of the eighteen levels of hell, scorched earth hell!" Kahn, as the necromancer, walked forward and a proud voice rang out.
When everyone heard this, their expressions were different.
Hans took off the black robe he draped over his body, revealing the white priest robe inside. While rubbing the sweat on his head, he said, "It's really hot enough here!"
Just as the other people were complaining about the weather, Chu Mo felt a strange aura coming not far ahead. It seemed that the monster in the first level of hell was coming!
"Unknown creatures appear in front of you, prepare for battle!" As an archer, Han Bean has very sharp eyesight, and he took the lead in reminding.
Everyone who was still complaining just now stood up, sorted out their weapons, and prepared for battle.
When Chu Mo saw it, he nodded secretly. This Dark Night Mercenary Group had the most sensitive combat alert no matter when!
Whether it is the eighteenth level hell or heaven, with such a team, where can I dare not venture?