Chapter 308

The cat-girl Ferris swallowed hard.

All around were various screams.

Among those entangled by terror, there was no lack of ruthless people.

Some discovered they couldn't let go and directly cut off the other's hand, some cut off their own hands, and some even directly self-destructed, not wanting their physical bodies at all.

But it was meaningless.

Regardless of whether they had hands or bodies, as long as they were connected, it was like lovers who would never part, and they could never let go.

Amidst the rain of blood and flesh, the transparent soul bodies looked back in despair, then, not knowing what they saw, revealed an expression of extreme horror, and were then erased as if wiped away by an eraser.

The hand deep in the dim darkness also dissipated.

"It's like a rule-based horror."

Ferris's cute face was too pleasing to the eye; even knowing he was a boy, Subaru Natsuki subconsciously took a look.

Then his face turned green, remembering the unbearable past, and he turned his head away.

"Rule-based horror?"

"Yes, it's a horror literature setting in our world."

Subaru Natsuki looked solemn.

"The rules of the horror are absolute, unsolvable, unrelated to strength, unrelated to logic.

It's just like here, as long as you reach out, you will inevitably be grabbed by another hand, and once you look back, you will inevitably die…"

As he explained, he habitually demonstrated it; just as he reached out, a cold, pale hand met his, and their fingers interlocked.

Like passionate lovers.

He didn't want this kind of romance at all.

Subaru Natsuki's voice stopped abruptly, his face lost all blood, turning pale, and he looked at Ferris tremblingly.

"Just like this…"

Neatly.

The circle of people around him all pushed back several steps, not even in a hurry to squeeze into the door of hope anymore.

Subaru Natsuki was on the verge of tears, wishing he could cut off his hand.

Unfortunately, there was a Command Spell on it, and he couldn't bear to cut it off even if he cut himself.

Ah————!

Why are my hands so itchy.

……….

The Federation.

A busy and strict data center.

"If I'm not mistaken, that's a… a river, right?"

The head of the Reston family turned off the screen frozen at that moment, swallowing hard.

"Should… should be."

The head of the Lofit family stammered.

At the moment of looking back, those people were not erased, but were grabbed by the neck by a pair of pale hands and dragged into a river.

The Buddha and the world overlapped in phase,

Deep, vast, and the cold, dim yellow long river seemed to stretch to the end of everything.

Just by watching the screen of the transfer a few times, they felt their souls were about to leave their bodies in the next moment and return to that long river.

As if returning to an eternally peaceful hometown, there was a kind of unknown attraction.

But…

Looking at the densely packed, struggling, wailing, and crying faces in the river, the big shots immediately turned off the screen, breaking out in a cold sweat, their consciousness blurring.

They sensed each other, and their souls had almost left their bodies.

Damn it.

Too damn dangerous.

It must be that, right?

The legends that many civilizations have, called the River Styx, Huang Quan, the River of the Dead… and so on.

But why would this river appear in reality?

"1947…"

An old professor frantically took heart-saving medicine, and after recovering, said tremblingly: "The opening of the 'Dead Sea Scrolls' discovered in Qumran in 1947 mentions a detail that the New Testament deliberately ignored…"

"It only mentioned it when mentioning that the Garden of Eden was not on Earth, but on the Moon of White, the Pure Land of God."

"Never…"

His pupils dilated violently, and he said tremblingly: "There has never been a human world, only heaven and hell.

Earth is hell.

It is the first layer of the bottomless hell, and also the highest layer. After Adam and Lilith ate the forbidden fruit and were expelled from the Garden of Eden, they came to hell.

That's why Lilith turned into a Succubus."

The whole room was quiet.

The big shots really wanted to refute, but thinking about it carefully, sealing a terrifying existence like the Old Ones, it was always qualified to be the first layer of hell.

So isn't it natural for there to be a River Styx in hell?

And the God Tomb, as a great cemetery for the death of gods, seems very normal to overlap with the River Styx in phase.

…….

Netizens were not to be trifled with, and soon reached the same inference.

Many people were silent.

Not to mention anything else, is it strange that this world, which is extremely cruel to ordinary people, is hell?

Thinking back on one's own life……..

"F*ck, am I really in hell? No wonder I live a 996 blessed life every day?"

"Damn, hell, this is hell."

"Forget about hell or not, I just want to know how to save my son. That damn woman caused my son to be entangled by dirty things."

"Don't think about it, there's no saving him, just wait for death."

"Yeah, this thing ran out of the River Styx. God knows how many years ago it was a fierce ghost, how long it was tortured in the River Styx, how much resentment it had. If it comes out, I'm afraid it could bloodbath the world…"

Seeing this, someone's expression changed, and they typed in terror.

"Wait, they are entangling these people, wouldn't they want to use the living to drag them out?"

202. The Magician of Flowers, Merlin, the conscience-less, makes his entrance

Holy crap!

Holy crap!!

Holy crap!!!

Damn it, it's really possible.

Many people shuddered, a chill~ exploded to their tailbones.

In the legends of major civilizations around the world, as well as various literary works, there is this kind of setting.

For example: finding a substitute, using the living to cover up, etc.

The evil ghosts in the God Tomb, God knows how ancient they are, how many there are, and how twisted and terrifying they have become. Once they escape, how terrifying they will be.

Just imagining the scene of endless evil ghosts coming out of their cages to cover the sky and block the sun, people almost peed themselves.

This is the terror of wanting to kill all life in reality.

The leaders of various countries turned green, but fortunately, they had long guessed the nature of reality, and the military armaments deployed previously had not been withdrawn at all.

At this moment, they were all aimed directly at the exit of the God Tomb. Once any evil ghost used a living person to escape, they would immediately fire ten thousand cannons, carpet bombing, to… uh, kill all the living people and cut off the connection between the evil ghosts and the world of the living.

If I can't kill you, can't I kill your anchor to reality?

In the judgment of various national databases.

The lava lake smashed out by the temple is already in the category of the "lake of fire" in Christian mythology in terms of occult concepts.

That is to say, it no longer belongs to the same dimension as the real world, and evil ghosts need to be brought to the shore to come to the world of the living.

Just kill them.