Chapter 46

"Now, my dear majesty, please allow me to be your guide on a pleasant journey to find the Lord who controls the power of greed and ill gotten gains." The devil said to the king.

He gave a clear whistle.

The lake surface of the sulfur fire lake, which is nearest to the devil and the king, is rippling. The white bone carriage, which the king is familiar with, rises from inside in the sulfur fire. The nightmares came out of the lake with light steps. They obediently came to the king and lowered their heads, as if trying to rub the king intimately.

But when the devil looks at them kindly, they just dare to stand in the same place.

"Your Majesty, please."

The devil lifted the curtain for the king, which was made up of tiny sickle weasel wing bones, and hung it close by.

The king got into the carriage.

This carriage is really more suitable for hell. On the scorched earth everywhere, it is exquisite and beautiful. The subtlety of non-human creation is reflected in the dark red sky of fire lake.

The four skeletons on the wheel opened their mandibles and "Da, Da, Da" collided with each other. If we ignore this chilling scene, their sounds are really like happy folk drums. The devil yelled at them and drove the carriage into the black soil of hell.

The king's journey to hell begins.

When the king saw the carriage passing by the lake of white sulfur, the four skeletons on the carriage opened their jaws and sucked in the white smoke near the carriage, so that they would not float to the king's eyes.

The carriage moved on and soon reached the ridges that the king had seen before.

After approaching, I felt more and more that the mountain was as steep and rugged as a knife edge, and the long, extended rock seemed to be a scythe of death inserted into the vertical wall of the mountain.

When the carriage reached the front of the mountain, the hanging bodies turned around automatically. The king saw clearly that there were ropes as thin as spider silk around their necks. Their necks were almost strangled and their heads were low. As the carriage passed by, some corpses' heads lit up and down slightly, as if they were saluting the carriage.

"What are these? Why are they hanging here? "

Asked the king.

"They are the bodies of the souls who are herded, some of those who are not interesting."

The devil replied, waving his whip at the jagged mountain above, which made a clear sound in mid air. In the sound of the whip, the hanging bodies trembled violently and turned back, no longer facing the king.

"Herders and herdsmen, hell is the place for their bodies. Their clothes are covered with maggots, but that's too disgusting for your Majesty's eyes

The king wrote down the key word "herder".

The carriage passed through the crisscross peaks and walked in a narrow valley. Through the car window, the king saw countless bones inlaid on the rocks on both sides, as if they were ancient fossils. Some of them have wings and long tails, some have fins like spines, but they have sharp beaks

It's as if the creatures are randomly patched together on these two rocks.

"This is the wall of insects."

The devil explained that he instructed the king to look at the bones that were intertwined and torn together.

"All the guys who are not recognized and belong to any category are thrown here. They are called" worms ". They must fight with all their strength and live by eating each other."

"Are they dead now?"

"Yes." The devil whipped a whip and smashed a skeleton with bat wings and fish tail. "They died long ago But in the past, the insects here were immortal, and the fire here was immortal. "

There seems to be something hidden in his words.

The nightmares murmured, pulled the carriage out of the gloomy valley, and left behind the mountain wall with countless bones.

"Please don't look back, your majesty."

The devil said ahead.

"Please keep this in mind during your journey."

His tone was a little serious, but soon he began to laugh in a low, cheerful voice.

"Of course! If you want to, I'll definitely agree with you. "

The carriage went on and passed a long wasteland covered with bones. The king clearly saw that there was not a skeleton in the overlapping bones on the ground. His hand was stretched out and his finger bones were bent upward to grasp something.

The devil said that this is a common wasteland in hell, which is specially used to throw rubbish. There is nothing to explain.

A small piece of skull rolled to the carriage. The skull on the wheel seemed to feel provoked. It suddenly opened its mouth, and the red tongue of fire shot out, burning the skull clean.

The king heard clearly a slight whine.

The carriage pulled out of the wasteland and stopped.

"Your Majesty, we are going to change our way of travel." The devil jumped down from the carriage, opened the black umbrella with one hand, and extended it to the king with the other.He led the king out of the carriage.

The king stepped on the hard black soil and saw that they were in front of the winding river.

"This is the long river of hell, where all souls who are guilty and not forgiven will be thrown here, waiting to be crossed to the next trial gate."

The devil said, pay attention to whether he has a little bit of restraint, otherwise these guys if all can't move also a little trouble.

In the case of the devil's intention, the dead did not find him this time, nor did they find the king standing on the river bank. They're just trying to push forward. The king took two steps forward and looked closer at the overlapping souls.

Most of them are out of shape.

The king looked around and saw only a beautiful woman whose soul was more complete and clear.

The lady dressed as a lady holds a man's head in her arms and treats her as if she were her lover. But she had a sharp dagger in her mouth. A headless body moved forward with difficulty behind the lady. The king keenly found that the costumes of the soul were very old, and no soul wore clothes of a more recent era.

The devil didn't explain that.

Holding his black umbrella, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"Pa".

The king saw a white mist on the river of hell not far in front of them. A small boat without sails came out of the white fog.

"That's one of my servants, your majesty."

The devil said to the king.

The boat was very light on the long river of the dead. The king saw the "servant" in the devil's mouth, which was a little lower than the normal people. The monster with a white mask spread a pair of huge black bat wings which were totally different from its body shape.

So the demon rowed with the bat wings and sailed over the dead like a breeze.

The devil docked the ship on the shore, and the devil took the king on board.

After getting on the boat, the king found that the boat only looked small. After boarding, he would feel that it was very broad. Standing on it is like standing on the earth.

The devil led the king to the bow.

"Down it is the location of the Lord I mentioned to you."

I don't know when, the rain of fire from the sky became bigger and bigger. The devil held the black umbrella steadily and blocked the rain like fireballs for the king.

In the king's view, hell became more and more exotic and magnificent because of the "rainstorm". The red and golden fire rain formed a continuous, heavy rain curtain connected the black dominated earth with the dark red sky curtain. Looking at the strange black mountain in the rain, it seems to become beautiful.

A beauty beyond common sense.

The king didn't hate the scenery.

The ship was moving very fast, passing through the fire and rain. As it passed a huge mountain wall, one thing caught the king's attention.

"What's that?"

Asked the king.

He saw a giant eye embedded in the wall of the mountain. The one eyed eye was as high as ten St. Louis cathedrals. It seemed to feel the king's eyes, so it turned its pupils and looked down at the very small boat compared with it.

"That is the eye of wisdom and true knowledge. It belongs to hell later. Oh, you see, there are its twin brothers over there

The devil held the umbrella and showed it to the king.

Following the direction he directed, the king saw that there was indeed a closed mouth in front of the giant, because it was too big and integrated with the rocks to be found.

It's time for the giant eyes embedded in the rocks to shed blood and tears.

The mouth under it opened and hummed a word.

The voice is thick and heavy, like thunder rolling, and the language used is by no means human. The king didn't understand.

The devil seems a little silent.

"What does it say?"

"Do you really want to hear it?" The devil asked, "that's what the famous saying of" misfortune and fate "comes out."

"Yes, I'm sure."

Answered the king.

"It says -"

"there is no peace for a king. [1] "

this sentence seems to have some strange magic. When it comes out of the devil's mouth, the speed of the fire rain around it slows down a lot. The king was silent, too.

In the silence, the ship quietly passed the mountain wall.

Huoran showed the king an incomparable castle.

From a distance, the king saw that on the barren land, the crooked snake bones were winding on the dark mountain peaks, and countless forest spires left impressive shadows on the dark red sky. The king's breathing slowed slightly.

His pupils seemed to print only the castle.

The devil is unusually quiet, just holding an umbrella beside him, looking at the castle with him, but without any explanation.

Ship to this section of speed become fast, in a few breathing, the castle was left behind the king.It's an impulse.

Some of the kings wanted to take another look at the castle made up of snake bones and mountains. But he remembered what the devil had said before in the wall of insects, so he restrained himself.

The devil around him sighed with regret.

"What's there?"

"You'll find out later."

Contrary to his attitude of saying everything in front of him, the devil simply said one thing.

"Now..."

The devil stopped the king's shoulder. The speed of the river became faster for no reason. They seemed to have come to the end of the long river on the ground. It turned straight down and went down through a huge hole.

The devil closed his umbrella and held the king in his arms.

"Our journey is coming to an end, your majesty."

He said.

In the huge noise, the king and the devil, together with the boat, fell down from the cliff of nearly 90 degrees. They were engulfed by the opening like a giant beast and rolled into the throat like darkness.

The author has something to say: welcome to hell with the king.

[1] Quoted from Shakespeare