Chapter 2034: Stop Struggling

The entrance to Hell, which he could usually open with a wave of his hand, could not be opened now even though he exhausted all his strength.

A wave of panic surged up instantly; he knew clearly that this must be Chen Yu and Xueli manipulating everything from behind the scenes.

He turned his head abruptly to look behind him, and sure enough, Chen Yu and Xueli were walking over almost together.

"I advise you not to waste your energy," Chen Yu said with a faint smile. "The entrance has been sealed by my Array; your Dark Power cannot be unleashed here."

"How did you manage to seal my power? This is impossible!" the Death God shrieked. His power came from Satan; it was the Dark Power of Hell.

It was impossible for these powers to be sealed so easily, yet he truly could not open the entrance to Hell now. What on earth was going on?

"There is nothing impossible," Chen Yu said with a faint smile. "I didn't seal your power; I simply completely blocked the original entrance to Hell."

"You will never understand things like Restrictions; it is a special method of our Huaxia, so don't waste your energy here—it is completely useless."

"What exactly do you want?" The Death God stared fixedly at Chen Yu, a trace of hatred showing in his two eyes.

"If I let you return to Hell, what would you do?" Xueli asked.

"Of course, I would summon all the Dark Power of Hell to take revenge! You were the ones who declared war first; you were the ones who broke the balance that has existed between us for thousands of years. You interfered in the affairs of the dead!" the Death God raged.

"Oh, my dear Hell Messenger, or should I say Death God, or Ghost Messenger," Xueli said with a faint smile. "Your titles and designations seem to be a bit too many."

"But I am still willing to call you Hell Messenger, or... Death God."

"What exactly do you want? Stop talking nonsense with me!" The Death God's skull face looked extremely hideous.

"I don't want anything, I just want to rely on my own strength to challenge the rules," Xueli said with a smile. "For example, catching a few Death Gods to serve as battle pets that I can summon at any time."

"You are crazy, you are truly crazy!" The Death God could almost not help but burst into curses. This woman is a lunatic, truly.

Originally, thousands of years ago, that Dark Age was an era where gods and demons danced together.

In the end, the evil forces represented by Satan were defeated and finally entered the Hell Dark World.

Since then, both sides agreed that the human world and Hell would be divided in two. Hell would be controlled by Dark Power, and Satan's messengers, other than claiming souls, could not enter the human world.

Is Xueli trying to challenge her limits now? She actually wants to subdue him and use him as her battle pet? This is something that has never happened in thousands of years.

"She is not crazy; what she said is the truth," Chen Yu said with a smile. "In our East, these things are just a common occurrence."

"However, the people here are too bound by rules, so they have never tried it. She, Xueli, the Saintess of the Pope, is the first person to dare to eat crab," Chen Yu said. "She broke through the rules and obstacles, so you should be applauding and cheering for her."

"Heh, shut up!" The Death God laughed in his extreme rage. He raised his head, his deep blue eyes flickering incessantly. "We Death Gods are messengers from Hell; we are loyal to Satan and will not fear anyone."

"You want us to submit to you hypocritical religious figures? That is impossible, even if I die, it is impossible."

"You are already a Death God, so there is no such thing as dying again," Xueli slowly shook her head and said. "But I am quite curious: as a Death God, if you were to die again, what would the consequences be?"

"Fuck, you are a crazy woman!" The Death God was furious. They are Death Gods, messengers of the Dark World themselves; they have no physical bodies, only Spirit.

Die again? He would disappear from this world entirely. This woman is truly a lunatic.

"I am the Saintess, and I have always represented the image of the Pope," Xueli said leisurely. "But now, I really don't want to keep up that holy image anymore. I want to do some things that no one has ever done before."

"You..." The Death God did not know what to say. In fact, he no longer had the chance to speak.

Xueli pointed her right hand into the void, and a touch of Holy Light surged up, sealing the Death God inside. A trace of a smile appeared on her face: "What is your name?"

"Even if you make me die again, I will not tell you my name. We are Satan's messengers, ah..."

Before the Death God could finish his harsh words, he began to scream in agony. Xueli did not give him a single chance now.

Those Holy Lights transformed into streaks of blue electric arcs, weaving into an Electric Net that sealed him inside.

From time to time, glowing electric arcs struck his body, causing him immense damage.

Screams rang out one after another from the dense Electric Net. Xueli, however, turned a blind eye. She turned her head and said to Chen Yu, "How long do you think he can hold out in there?"

"Are you referring to him begging for mercy, or being reduced to ashes?" Chen Yu asked.

"Begging for mercy," Xueli said with a smile. "I bet on half an hour."

"No, half an hour is too long. This is an Electric Net condensed from Holy Light; it's not something an ordinary person can endure," Chen Yu shook his head and said. "And this amount of time is enough for him to be reduced to ashes inside."

"He is a messenger of Hell; he isn't that weak. Besides, their firm belief is Satan, and they hate us in the Pope's faction the most, so I think he shouldn't beg for mercy easily," Xueli said.

"If that is what you think, then I can only say you have underestimated human nature," Chen Yu said with a faint smile. "It is true that he hates you, but one's Life is one's own. This kind of pain is even harder to bear than being killed outright, so I think he can hold out for five minutes at most."

"Five minutes? Isn't that a bit too little?" Xueli was stunned. "I don't think it would come to that; he is, after all, a believer of Satan."

"Then let's wait and see. I think five minutes is already an overestimation; perhaps he won't even be able to hold out for three minutes," Chen Yu said with a smile.

Xueli still found it hard to believe. After all, this is a Hell Messenger; things of this level walk sideways in Hell.

Screams rang out from the Electric Net, and the Death God's howling made even Xueli frown.

It was indeed painful, but the other party's status was not ordinary either. A dignified Hell Messenger, a Death God, suffering so much pain from just a few electric shocks—this didn't seem right, did it?

"Let me go, I will agree to anything you want, please spare me!" In less than three minutes, this Hell Messenger finally could not help but beg for mercy.