I was Born in Hell - Chapter 636

Purgatory is forever, and I am forever.

The scarlet butcher exists in a very special way.

It is the lord of that slaughterhouse and a part of purgatory. To put it more accurately … the scarlet butcher has become integrated with [Hell Road].

The real lifeblood of the butcher is not his own death. No matter how he is destroyed, he will be born again from the lighthouse in the slaughter town.

As long as the **** road exists, it will not die.

As long as Gu Fan is alive, it will not really die out! !

immortal! !

This is the real undead body, I am afraid there are only two ways to eliminate the scarlet butcher …

The first one is to kill Gu Fan, and the scarlet butcher will die as the **** road disappears.

The second type is Gufan, who dominates the hell, destroying the scarlet lighthouse with his own hands and destroying the real lifeblood of the scarlet butcher.

In other words, Gu Fan holds the absolute power of the scarlet butcher! !

“well.”

Gu Fan nodded his head, and the [Hellway] in his body could accomplish this degree of transformation, even he himself was a little unexpected.

Digesting the things in front of him, Gu Fan looked up and down at the scarlet butcher, and said lightly, “Do you still have the previous memories?”

memory.

The scarlet butcher was running the dull thinking, and a hoarse and rough voice came from his throat: “Remember, it’s vague.”

“Tell me.”

Gu Fan doesn’t mind, he wants to get a deeper understanding of the absurd and strange world through the scarlet butcher’s only memory.

More rules.

More history.

And what role Hony plays in this world is a mystery.

“Millennium War.”

“I just remember, fighting for thousands of years.”

The scarlet butcher’s eyes became blurred and messy, and his thoughts passed through a large area of ​​vagueness, recalling the memories that had been blurred for thousands of years ago.

When this space was just formed, the sky was still blue, the ground was covered with golden wheat waves, and the world was flooded with harvest and wealth.

The taste of the mountain stream is slightly sweet, the majestic wind blowing from the wilderness grassland is inspiring, countless wealth accumulates into mountains, and that era is also the golden age of this world.

I do n’t know how long it has passed since many heroes appeared on the mainland.

Those heroes possessed extraordinary power, made countless achievements, cast walls to build a country, and created legends one after another.

Heroes are like gods.

They are worshipped by people, enjoying their rights and wealth, and their respective strengths have gradually grown, and their forces soon spread throughout the continent.

One hundred years have passed.

Two hundred years have passed.

They tasted all the treasures of the world and drank all kinds of fine wines. The luxury life in that palace was fascinating, and there were countless beauties surrounding them, forming a huge number of harems.

After centuries of life, the heroes are tired of it.

When your hands touch the tender and smooth skin, and then the delicate jade hand holds the delicious food to your mouth, but you can’t mention the half interest in your heart, the luxurious life becomes boring.

Even a kind of torture, cage-like torture.

I don’t know when the first war broke out.

The war was unprecedentedly fierce. People fought for blood and glory. Under the leadership of the heroes, they stormed into battle, bathed in the thrill of the enemy’s death.

Fight.

Fight.

These may be born in the bones of human beings.

There is nothing more irritating than holding a giant sword and cutting the enemy into two pieces from top to bottom.

Wars have erupted one after another, and the heroes have become stronger with the battle. The threat of death seems to regenerate them.

I want to enjoy food! !

I want to enjoy beauty! !

I want to enjoy everything I have, and power and wealth must be firmly in my palm.

I want to enjoy all this before dying, behead and kill enemies, and plunder, kill, and enjoy more.

The war continued.

The heroes have been fighting each other tirelessly for thousands of years.

The war is burning the entire continent, full of killings, people’s thoughts have changed, and negative emotions have almost filled the space.

At this time … He appeared! !

Ancient **** in the dark.

He murmured, whispered, abetted, corroded.

With the help of the burning war, he corrupted all the territories into demon land, and those so-called “heroes” became his slaves.

Hony.

Lord of darkness.

He greedily **** negative energy, and cruelty and murder can arouse his excitement and provide him with more powerful energy.

The sky became dark.

The light can no longer shine on the earth, the former fertility has turned into corruption, large swaths of gold-colored wheat waves withered, the stream in the mountain stream is full of filth and filth, and the wealthy life has changed suddenly.

Poverty, famine, and death spread all over the continent.

After a while, the demons appeared.

With the will of the Great God of Fortune, they burned and looted, shattered the so-called hero lords, and corrupted them into a part of themselves.

Finally … the heroes on the mainland woke up.

They were forced to unite together and began to resist the invasion of darkness, but how could this catastrophe be easily resolved? ?

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Desire is everywhere, robbers, thieves, strong X criminals, murderers everywhere … they are all providing spiritual power and energy to Hony.

The rate of corruption is getting faster and faster.

Human power is getting weaker and weaker.

At this moment, the united humanity finally willingly let go of their prejudices and jointly created the empire.

empire! !

Every lord is part of the empire.

Each lord has connected his life with the empire.

The power of faith is connected to each other, and finally they found the temple buried in the sand at the core of the mainland, and built one after another the bell tower of faith.

Belief Clock Tower is like a real-world 5G base station, spreading the signals of the saints in the temple.

The sound of their impact was connected, and the holy light formed a barrier that the darkness could not overcome, and finally blocked the attack of the dark **** Hony.

But this is only temporary.

Hony is still eroding every piece of soil on the mainland.

And just now … Lord Wang Yan also fell, and this kind of thing happened every once in a while, until the whole continent fell.

no doubt.

This is a long and complicated story.

And it is also a mythical story with a myth.

Belief Clock Tower.

The dark deity Hongyi.

The empire built by mankind, the temples dug out, and the wise men inside.

Together, these things can write a grand western fantasy novel …

Gu Fan listened quietly, digesting the contents, and analyzed many substantive and useful things.

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