Infinite Horror Bulk Players

Chapter 353 The Eight Demons Return in Double Formation
"Holy Lord, you idiot! This is what you meant by rewriting the Book of History to let us out?! You spent so much of our resources, and we were sent back after less than a day?!"

Inside Hell, the seven great demons surrounded the evil dragon lord, who had even lost his physical body, and began to torture him once a day.

While Basha, who was at odds with the Holy Lord, was only verbally abusing him, the hot-tempered Zhong Su had already begun to relentlessly torment the Holy Lord's soul with lightning.

However, when faced with the questions from the other demons, the Holy Lord was at a loss for words.

Unlike when the Book of Time was being modified, at that time the other seven demons were all watching the Holy Lord, so even though they were not in the room of the Book of Time, they could still retain their original memories and were immune to the Book of Time's memory correction.

However, when Lin Hao changed it back, the eight demons had already been sent to hell, and each one was suffering more than the last. The most unfortunate one, the Holy Lord, even had his soul captured and used as the third ghost god for Zhao Yingkong.

In this situation, how could they possibly retain the memories from before the second revision of the historical records?

So, let alone the Seven Demons, even Shendu himself doesn't know what happened.

He clearly remembered going to revise the history book, only to find himself thrown back into hell when he opened his eyes again.

"Brothers and sisters, this time it really wasn't my fault. I didn't know anything. I'm pretty sure I released you all when I revised the Book of Time."

There must have been something that defeated us and then rewrote the annals of history.

"What are you talking about? The eight of us demons went out together, how could there be anything that could defeat us!" Zhong Su retorted subconsciously, while raising a bolt of lightning to strike the Holy Lord again.

However, before he could even make a move, he felt a pull from gravity, making it impossible for him to swat down the lightning in his hand.

It's Zhou Lan, the strongest among them.

The two looked back somewhat bewildered, and the other side pondered, "Perhaps it's not impossible."

"You mean, the eight immortal gods? They're back?" Basha reacted quickly, her face darkening.

"It's not impossible. After all, when we went out together, the black energy was at its peak, and the righteous energy countered. It's normal that the eight immortal gods returned."

"Damn it, how am I supposed to fight this?"

"I'm so hungry, I'm starving! I don't want to eat these damn stones that have no spiritual energy anymore!" The eight demons were still discussing when a loud, noisy voice came from the side.

Looking back, the demon Bo was roaring angrily, his short limbs flailing wildly, smashing one floating rock after another.

"Don't smash it anymore, Bo Gang. If you keep smashing it, there won't be any rocks left to fit you in here," Xi Mu complained.

"Are you saying I'm fat?" Bo Gang swung his hand in frustration, but Xi Mu quickly dodged. Instead, Xiao Feng behind him was grabbed.

"Hey! You've got the wrong person!" Xiaofeng yelled, his noisy antics giving Zhou Lan a headache.

Just as he was about to try to dissuade her, he saw a gate to hell suddenly open in the void beside him.

The demons were stunned. After blinking and confirming that they were not hallucinating, they swarmed toward the gates of hell.

Nobody wants to stay in this godforsaken place anymore.

Even if they would have to face the gods after they left, they didn't want to stay here for even a second longer.

The group of demons quickly left, leaving behind only Bo Gang, whose legs were too short to even stand, and Xiao Feng, whom she was holding in her hand.

"Damn it! Bo Gang! You fat woman! Let me go right now! I want to get out! I want to get out!!!" "No way! You're not leaving me behind! Either take me with you, or neither of us will leave!"

"You bitch! You damn fatso! Let go!" Xiaofeng cursed as he watched Ximu crawl through, followed by his companions one after another, all shouting about the freedom.

Fearing that the gates of hell would close in the next second, Xiaofeng unleashed a full-force breath attack directly at Bogang's face.

The murderous intent, as if it wanted to kill the other party, completely obliterated the harmonious scene of friends and family from the past.

However, Xiaofeng's fierce winds had no effect on Bogang.

Because Bogang is a Devouring Demon, and also a Mountain Demon.

Unmoving as a mountain.

She naturally controlled the raging winds.

Despite the attack, Bo Gang had no visible wounds, but her rage had consumed what little reason she had left.

Bo Gang opened his blood-red maw and threw Xiao Feng directly into it.

The next moment, Bo Gang's head began to change, and his cheeks began to puff up.

Xiaofeng's power was devoured by her.

Looking back, Bo took a deep breath and then exhaled sharply, the howling wind propelling her body toward the Gates of Hell.

Looking at his brothers and sisters who had already left without even glancing at him, Bo Gang's eyes revealed a chilling killing intent.

In the real world, the Thrones looked at the Gates of Heaven, which they had created with their faith. The Gates of Heaven, which should have been ferocious, majestic, and full of killing intent, had turned into a strange thing with a green door frame after being hit by the green beam of light.

Moreover, the door didn't have a door panel, only a door frame, with a red vortex in the middle of the frame.

where is this?
What did that mortal do? Where did he move my gates to?
With a blank look in his eyes, the Throne looked down at his father's figure, then at the gates of hell in the sky.

The next second, a thin, black figure flew out from inside.

"Hahaha! I'm free. Holy crap, a god? So ugly?" Ximu had just crawled out of the portal and hadn't even had time to cheer when he noticed the creepy thing.

Countless eyes were staring at him, and even Ximu, a demon, felt a little uneasy under their gaze.

Just as he was about to ask what was going on, a repulsive wave blasted him away from behind.

"Get out of the way!" Fearing that Ximu's obstruction would prevent her from getting out, Zhou Lan used all her strength in her attack. Only after seeing Ximu being blasted into a building and herself successfully escaping danger did Zhou Lan breathe a sigh of relief.

However, before he could even breathe a sigh of relief for two seconds, Zhou Lan sensed something was wrong—the aura of a god?
Damn it, could it be that the gods are lying in wait?

Taking a deep breath, even though Zhou Lan's four hands were clenched tightly in tension, he still pretended to be calm and turned his head to look in the direction where he sensed the god.

"So which god has arrived? Holy crap, are you some new demon from somewhere?"

Looking at the figure of the Throne, Zhou Lan finally couldn't control her expression.

Who is this? Is it the new form of an immortal god?
(End of this chapter)