Chapter 350

The cat-girl Ferris swallowed hard.

There were screams everywhere.

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

Some found 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 bodies at all.

But it was meaningless.

Regardless of whether they had hands or bodies, once they were connected, it was like inseparable lovers, never able to let go.

Amidst the blood rain and flesh foam, the transparent soul looked back in despair, then seemed to see something, showing a look of horror, and then was erased as if wiped away by an eraser.

The hand deep in the dim darkness also dissipated.

"Similar to rule weirdness."

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

Then his face turned green, thinking of the unbearable past, and he looked away.

"Rule weirdness?"

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

Natsuki Subaru looked solemn.

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

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

While explaining, he habitually demonstrated, and as soon as he reached out, a cold, pale hand met his, interlocking fingers.

Like passionate lovers.

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

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

"Just like this……"

Neatly.

A circle of people around pushed away a few steps, not even in a hurry to squeeze into the door of hope.

Natsuki Subaru was crying without tears, wishing he could cut off his hand.

Pity there was a Command Spell on it; he couldn't bear to cut it off even if he cut himself off.

Ah————!

Why was his hand so cheap.

……….

The Federation.

Busy and strict data center.

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

The head of the Lei Sidun family turned off the screen at the moment it froze, swallowing hard.

"Should…. should be."

The head of the Lofit family stammered.

At the moment of looking back, those people weren't erased, but were hugged by the neck by a pair of pale hands and dragged into a river.

As if the world overlapped in phase,

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

Just looking at the screen for a few turns, they felt their souls would leave their bodies in the next moment, returning to that long river.

As if returning to a peaceful hometown, there was a known attraction.

But…

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

They both sensed that the other's soul had nearly left their body.

Damn.

Too damn dangerous.

It must be that one, right?

Legends in many civilizations, called the Underworld River, Huang Quan, River of the Dead… and so on.

But why would this river appear in reality?

"1947…"

An old professor frantically ate heart-saving pills, and only after recovering did he say tremblingly: "The opening of the 'Dead Sea Scrolls' discovered in Qumran in 1947 mentioned a detail that the New Testament deliberately ignored…"

"It only mentioned that the Garden of Eden is not on Earth, but on the White Moon of the Divine Pure Land."

"Never….."

His pupils dilated violently, trembling: "There was never a human world, only Heaven and Hell.

Earth is Hell.

It is the first layer of the bottomless hell, and also the highest layer. Adam and Lilith ate the forbidden fruit and were driven out of the Garden of Eden, coming to Hell.

That's why Lilith turned into a Succubus."

The whole room went quiet.

The bigwigs wanted to refute, but thinking carefully, sealing terrifying existences like the Old Ones, as the first layer of hell, it was always qualified.

So isn't it natural for Hell to have an Underworld River?

And the tomb, as a great graveyard for the death of deities, seems very normal to overlap with the Underworld River in phase.

…….

Netizens weren't just for show, 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?

Recalling their own lives carefully……..

"Damn, am I really in Hell? No wonder I live a 996 blessing life every day?"

"Damn, Hell, this is Hell."

"Don't talk about Hell or not, I just want to know how to save my son, that damn woman, harming my son to be entangled by dirty things."

"Don't think about it, no saving, wait for death."

"Yeah, this came out of the Underworld River, who knows how many years ago the evil ghost, how long it was tortured in the Underworld River, how much resentment, once it comes out, it might wash the world in blood……"

Seeing this, someone's expression changed, typing in terror.

"Wait, they are entangling these people, wouldn't it be to drag them out by using living people?"

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Damn!

Damn!!

Damn!!!

Damn, it's really possible.

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

In the legends of major civilizations around the world, as well as various literary works, there are these kinds of settings.

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

The evil ghosts in the tomb, who knows how ancient they are, how many there are, and how distorted and terrifying they have become; once they escape, how terrifying they will be.

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

This is the terror that wants to kill all life in reality.

The leaders of various countries had their faces turn green. Fortunately, they had guessed the reality of reality early on, and the military equipment deployed earlier hadn't been withdrawn at all.

At this moment, they were all aimed at the exit of the tomb. Once evil ghosts used living people to escape, they would immediately fire all guns, carpet bombing, and… uh, kill all the living people, cutting off the anchor point between the evil ghosts and the living world.

If we can't kill you, can't we kill your anchor point to the real world?

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 the mythology of the Cross religion in terms of occult concepts.

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

Just kill them. ===== CHAPTER 351 =====