Chapter 88

Pause slightly.

The system tone then sounded in Cole's ear.

"Retrieving trigger conditions..."

"Condition one... Condition two..."

"The decision was passed."

"You have completely completed class IV world mission beyond the allowable range of system safety."

"Special rewards are being generated according to world characteristics and unfinished parallel mainlines."

"You've got: real dream equipment library."

[real dream equipment library: an advanced and improved version of the equipment library. All spaces are etherified and placed in the known dream world, providing all-weather and all terrain access at any time.]

"The current equipment library is being etherized..."

After the tone.

As long as Cole's mind moves.

A visual equipment library will appear in his memory world, displaying all the equipment previously placed in the luxury apartment.

Machetes, long knives, crossbows and arrows

Reach out and pull out the long knife from the void, rotate the wrist, return to the real dream, and remove the scabbard hanging around the waist after etherification.

Fourth dimensional pocket?

Put the changeable mask in your pocket into your real dream.

Cole turned and left.

With Freddy Kruger out, there's another bastard hiding in hell waiting for him to clean up.

Drive back to the church.

Put a pneumatic crossbow on your back and wrap the leggings equipped with machetes and daggers.

Standing on the edge of evil rituals.

Cole opens the seventh vision and finds the entrance to hell.

Step into it.

The next moment.

The crossing of dimensions creates a distorted world, like agitated pigments mixed together.

After a brief vertigo.

Cole came to a place that was dark and invisible to the naked eye.

The smell of decay and stench filled the air.

The evil hiding around makes a rustling sound, like ants crawling and dense.

Is this hell?

It's completely different from what he saw in the seventh vision.

Take out the nuclear flashlight.

The moment the switch is pressed.

Bright and dark, in a very unstable light.

Cole saw a group of strange things, like dense aphids, crowded together.

He has no facial features, is thin and long, and touches the ground on all fours.

Gray skin is like a dead man depilated.

Extremely agile, like a hunting spider.

Photographed in a bloody atmosphere.

They gathered around Cole, either crawling on the ground or clinging to the broken walls, making a silent roar, frightened and afraid to come forward.

It is as like as two peas in the devil's code.

Between evil spirits, demons and mortals.

The danger is slightly lower than level 1. Kill evil spirits. Witches like captive hounds best.

Exposed to the light of nuclear flashlight, faceless evil skeletons fled everywhere.

At this point.

Kohl's place is like an ancient relic for sacrifice.

The corner of the ground is full of human bones, and the column totem with unknown meaning is dilapidated. A road buried by ash leads to the steps in the distance.

Above the steps.

The palace is magnificent, just like the picture scroll described by the evil legend.

Twisted and strange reliefs, ferocious stone statues of evil animals, and sacrificial iron frames for hanging air dried corpses.

Gusts of evil thoughts blew through the cracks in the palace gate.

Holding a long knife.

Cole stepped up the steps of the palace step by step.

later.

He saw the heretic God FRA, a pool of shapeless black mud with tentacles.

Now.

The divine power given by heaven began to appear, and the silver flowing light covered the guns and knives. At the same time, an illusory, White Spear appeared in his hand.

The system prompts the sound to start.

"Heaven and hell are watching you, demon hunter, shout the name of the heretic God, and the spear of judgment will help you complete the seal."

"What you see is illusory."

Shake the extraordinary with the mortal soul.

It is far from as easy as ordinary people think, let alone shouting the real name of heretic and evil gods.

Such a moment.

Force and the means of the material world have lost all their meaning.

After Cole came into contact with the evil power of the heretic God FRA, his senses were covered and his heart suffered thousands of punishment.

Vague devil whispers, torture, enough to drive people crazy.

The sense of time and space is distorted and reversed.

Consciousness seems to be thrown into a meat grinder, smashed one side and again.

A short moment is like eternity.

Finally.

When the pagan god FRA's tentacles around Cole gradually closed and swallowed him.

If the petrified Cole moved.

He took out a cigarette.

Frown, light.

He looked up and looked cold, as if he were fighting against a heretic God in the spiritual world.

"It's over?"

Suddenly.

The tentacles wrapped around were pushed away by invisible forces.

Cole took a cigarette in his left hand and an illusory spear in his right hand. He was silent for a moment and suddenly angrily said, "die for me! Fu --! Pull --!"

The moment when he shouted the true name of the heretic God.

Just two notes.

It was as heavy as a boulder in Cole's throat.

Throw the spear of judgment with all your strength and violence.

The spear wrapped with divine power tore up the darkness and evil of hell, surrounded by the solemn sound, like a red iron spear, fiercely inserted into the body of the heretic God fra.

Bare——

The sound of being burned is harsh enough to frighten ordinary people.

Time for two breaths.

The body of the heretic God FRA was completely melted and finally sealed in the long gun inserted on the ground and condensed into a solid body.

The system tone followed and sounded in Cole's ear.

"Your behavior angered the forces of hell, and they decided to retaliate against you."

"You are not a believer in heaven. After the seal is completed, your soul will no longer be protected by divine power."

"The gates of hell are closing... Pursuers are coming..."

"Parallel mainline task completed."

'you have: etheric reconstruction.'

[etheric reconstruction: in the abnormal world, you can reconstruct everything around yourself.

Now, let's welcome the greatest dream architect in history, the designer of the ashes world, the creator of the real fantasy... Uh, wait, what title does he have?]

"Time limited task triggered."

"Demon hunter, you have three minutes to return to the human world through the evil ceremony."

"Completion reward: Devil hater, failure punishment: restart the movie world of fierce ghost Street I."

Three minutes?

Soon, Cole knew where the three minutes came from.

Because at the top of the palace, even in all directions.

Dense, faceless evil skeletons like the tide rushed madly to him.

Even Cole.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help feeling numb.

good heavens.

If you change the unlucky guy with dense phobia, you will faint on the spot.

Lost the shelter of the divine power of heaven.

Even with a bloody aura, Cole alone is not enough to deter the number of faceless skeletons.

To make matters worse.

The door to hell in the distance is shrinking!