Deep in the Living

Chapter 271 Different Roads to Hell

The mask was removed, and Rody looked at the corpses in the room, especially the strange creatures that he had killed and were bleeding black blood.

The disguise, illusion effects and destructiveness displayed by the opponent are all first-class. In some ways, they are even more difficult to deal with than cancer beasts.

It was all thanks to the tongue alarm that sounded at the critical moment, otherwise Roddy would not have had time to set a trap in his body and might have been successfully attacked by the enemy.

Looking at the dark venom dripping on the ground, my spine itself could feel the threat.

"Is this also a test, Feiji?"

Fei Ji, who had been resting here before, is nowhere to be seen now.

Although the danger has been eliminated, Rody's sixth sense tells him that something is wrong.

He buttoned up his coat and held the butcher knife in his hand.

Bang~ Push open the door of the lounge.

The "passage" leading to the outside of the conscription field seemed to be a little different. It seemed to be stretched out, with no end in sight on either side, and there seemed to be candlelight in the direction leading to the exit.

This candlelight was very strange, pulling at his spine, and he walked towards the direction where the candlelight came from.
Not far away, you can see a white candle appear. It seems to be growing on the ground rather than standing on the ground.

As the first white candle appears, more and more white candles appear in the field of vision.

They filled the current passage, all up and down, all around.

Roddy continued to go deeper while trying not to step on the white candle.

When he came to an area where he could hardly stand and was surrounded by densely packed white candles...tick! A drop of wax fell in front of him.

The voice seemed to sink deep into Rody's spine, turning his thoughts white!

hum!
After a brief pause in consciousness, all the white candles went out and darkness fell.

Just as Rody was about to activate the night photography mode of his clothing, the white candles seemed to be lit again by someone.

But this time.

The candlelight was no longer confined to the narrow passage, but continued to spread to both sides.

The switching of candlelight just now brought him to another area.

Came to a huge and ancient area,

The white candles continued to light up and spread in a circle, spreading out slowly like ripples, spreading outward without limit, with no end in sight.

The white candles directly ahead gradually revealed a staircase made of countless skulls.

There was a "person" walking down the skull steps.

Rody heard footsteps.

This sound of footsteps is different from any before.
The soles of its feet seem to have a special structure, with a large number of densely packed small structures, and every step on the top of the skull will make an uncomfortable granular scraping sound.

When Rody looked in the direction of the sound,
I saw a "foot" descending on the surface of the skull - covered with scorched earth scales, and ancient runes were engraved on the surface of each toe nail.

Just seeing this body structure.

hum!
A strong tinnitus echoed in the brain, and at the same time, an invisible majesty swept over.

Although Rody can resist through the pituitary gland, there is a high probability that the pituitary gland will be damaged.

Moreover, he had roughly guessed the situation at hand, so there was no need to resist. The demon in front of him was probably more powerful than Mr. Hawke, and any resistance would be meaningless.

Following this sense of oppression,
Rody decisively restrained his curious gaze that wanted to spy on him.
Get down on one knee.

With the cessation of the act of peeping and the action of kneeling devoutly, the oppressive majesty that had acted upon him completely dissipated.

Footsteps stomped down the last of the skull stairs.

He did not come to Rody, but sat on the last step.

The candlelight flickers,

The voice was like a sharp evil wind that came and wrapped around his whole body, as if countless heads were whispering in Rody's ears, or echoing this existence in speaking.

These heads are all the losers killed by this man.

As for killing,
In front of this person, Rody is not even a fraction of what he is.

"Where does your tongue come from? Why is it tainted with the breath of hell, yet it doesn't belong here with us?"

When questioned, Rody directly brought out his earliest memory and began to recount his first practical simulation experience, describing the entire process in detail.

The tongue is indeed the key.

The reason why Rody was able to get in touch with the real hell was because he encountered the rattling tongue demon at that time.

The other party was not only listening to the story, but also obtaining detailed memories in Rody's brain based on the story.

“Your world system is so interesting. Human beings can actually transform towards fear, and naturally ‘quasi-demons’ are born, which are demons that do not belong to the real hell.

Because you were possessed, you glimpsed the scenes of hell and memorized the related hell symbols. It was this opportunity that allowed you to get in touch with us in the future and become an outlander.

The tongue demon you came into contact with also has great potential in itself... Interesting.

did you know,

Your tongue is very special, and has it already developed a connection with your spine?" Luo Di nodded, "I know, my tongue has always been able to give early warnings, and can also help me break very dangerous illusions. Even if it can't break them, it can still give me important hints."

"Do you know what kind of real hell your tongue is related to?"

"I don't know all the factions in the real hell, but judging from the enemies I faced during the test, it should be the closest to the last one, a creature that can cast illusions, confuse the mind, and has a crow's beak and spider legs."

"Have you heard of the evil play?"

"Yes, I heard Mr. Hawke tell me about it in the torture chamber."

"Your Torture Chamber ability is indeed directly related to him. He is considered a relatively neutral and likable person among the Order Groups. He is not under the management of the Great Monastery, so it is no wonder that he is willing to inject their hellish substance into you, the Spine.

anyway,

The fact that you can pass such an assessment means that you are different from ordinary soldiers.

I am willing to change the conscription rules for you as an exception, giving you two paths to choose from in hell, both of which will allow you to get closer to the [Gate of Ascension].

A quick way that is in line with Chiropractor's core values ​​and will maximize the strengthening of your spine.

The other is long and slow, requiring you to turn your back on the Spine and take a path that has nothing to do with war, to pursue a route that no one has ever walked, a path that only you can walk.

If I don’t tell you the content, how can you choose based on your intuition? "

"I am indeed in a hurry to become stronger, because I want to go to a very dangerous place as soon as possible. But... I am also interested in the second path."

"The desire to win is innate in people with spine, and it's a good thing.

The first of the two paths I just mentioned is to join my army as an elite and fight day and night on the most dangerous battlefield.

Eat war, sleep war, live war.

Soon you can spy the outline of a door.

Article .

I will grant you the identity of "Black Spine Emissary" to leave the Chaos Hive City, and go to the territory of the Prologue in your current cast body, meet Hawke, and bring my handwritten letter.

He will naturally understand the intention and point out the next path for you.

It is more effective to start from the prologue group than from us.

This is a road that no one has ever walked on, and it will be very difficult to reach the door to ascend to the demon realm. You may waste a lot of time on this road and even get nothing.

But if you can really go through this path, your achievements will surpass the first one, and the "door" you touch will be unique.

The reason why I am here to talk to you is to inform you of this matter... There is no need to have any psychological pressure. If you love war, are eager and greedy, then choose the first option. "

“…I choose the second one.”

Pa pa pa~A strange round of applause was heard, and it seemed that every clapping corresponded to the collision of countless tiny skulls.

“Your envoy status has been granted. You will be led by the conscript spine to dye your spine and prepare for departure.

Black represents the messenger, and even if it does not participate in the war, it will be recognized and protected by us."

"Ok."

Although Luo Di wanted to quickly improve his strength to a level that could allow him to go to the corner, since he had a rare opportunity, he would definitely seize it.

The corners are full of unknowns.

Only sufficiently strong strength can guarantee the initiative, reckless exploration will only lead to death.

Just when Rody thought the conversation was about to end, the candlelight flickered.

The mysterious being that was originally sitting on the stairs actually came behind him, and a special touch fell on Rody's shoulder.
It's the finger.
But it has a dense sense of grain.

It was as if countless skulls had fallen on his body, as if mountains of corpses were oppressing his soul.

It seemed that the opponent only needed a little effort to completely crush Rody's perfectly molded body.

"Since your world can give birth to interesting souls like you, there must be other interesting beings, right? You should be the first apostle to connect to the real hell from there.

This time you are granted the status of an envoy without having to serve in the army, but the price is quite high.

Would you like to help me with something?"

"what's up?"

“When you cut off the projection of your consciousness and return to the original world, help me find some talents like you who are good at killing and fighting, and give them this symbol.

In this way, your vacant soldier position will be filled.

Also, bring that tongue demon here if you have the chance..."

The conversation ended and the candle went out.

Rody suddenly opened his eyes.

He was standing in the corridor of the recruiting ground, where there were no white candles.

But his right palm was emitting thick smoke, and a piece of parchment with vitality was held in his hand, with special hell symbols engraved on it, which were stronger than the symbols in Rody's brain.

(End of this chapter)