Different Paths Through Hell

The mask was removed, Luo Di looked at the corpses filling the room, especially the strange creatures that had been killed by him and were bleeding black blood.

The opponent's disguise, illusion effects, and destructive power are all top-notch, making it even more difficult to deal with than the Cancer Beast in some respects.

It was only thanks to the tongue-sniffing alarm at the crucial moment that Luo Di was able to set a trap inside his body; otherwise, he might have been successfully ambushed.

The spine itself felt threatened by the sight of the black venom dripping onto the ground.

"Is this also an assessment, Fei Ji?"

The Fei Ji that were resting here just moments ago are nowhere to be seen.

Although the danger had passed, Luo Di's sixth sense told him that something was wrong.

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

Click The door to the lounge opens.

The "passage" leading to the outside of the Recruitment Ground seemed to have changed; it appeared to have been lengthened, with no end in sight on either side, and the direction leading to the exit seemed to be illuminated by candlelight.

The candlelight was strange; it pulled at his spine, drawing him toward the direction from which it emanated.

Not far along, a white candle appeared, more like it was growing on the ground than standing on it.

As the first white candle appeared, more and more white candles came into view.

They filled the current passageway, everywhere—up, down, left, and right.

Luo Di continued deeper, trying his best not to step on the white candles.

When he arrived at an area where there was almost no place to stand, surrounded by densely packed white candles... drip! A drop of Wax Oil fell in front of him.

The sound seemed to fall deep into Luo Di's spine, turning his thoughts white!

Buzz!

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

Just as Luo Di was about to activate the night mode of the costume, the white candles seemed to have been lit by someone and lit up again.

But this time...

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

The sudden change in candlelight transported him to another area.

We arrived at a vast and ancient area.

The white candles lit up in a ring, spreading outwards like ripples, seemingly without end.

The white candles directly in front gradually illuminated a staircase made of countless skulls.

At that moment, a "person" was walking down the skull steps.

Luo Di heard footsteps.

These footsteps were unlike any they had ever heard before.

Its soles appear to have a special structure with a large number of densely packed small structures, and each step on the top of the skull produces an unpleasant scraping sound.

When Luo Di looked in the direction of the sound...

They saw a "foot" descending from the surface of a skull—covered in scorched earth scales, with ancient runes engraved on the surface of each toe's nail.

It's just one part of the body structure that we see.

Buzz!

A loud tinnitus echoed in my brain, along with an invisible sense of awe.

Although Luo Di can resist through the pituitary gland, it will most likely damage the pituitary gland.

Moreover, he had a pretty good idea of the situation before him, so there was no need to resist. This the Devil was probably even more powerful than Mr. Hook, and any resistance would be meaningless.

Going with this sense of oppression,

Luo Di promptly withdrew his curious gaze, which seemed intent on probing.

Kneel on one knee.

With the cancellation of the spying and the act of kneeling in devotion, the oppressive and awe-inspiring aura that had been exerted dissipated completely.

Footsteps stomped down the last skull-like staircase.

Instead of coming to Luo Di, he sat on the last step.

The candlelight flickered.

The voice was like a fierce, evil wind that swept over him, enveloping his entire body, as if countless heads were whispering in Luo Di's ear, or echoing the voice of this being.

These heads were all of the defeated men who had been killed by this man.

When it comes to killing,

Luo Di is nothing compared to this man; he's not even a fraction of the most basic level.

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

When questioned, Luo Di immediately brought up his earliest memory and began to recount his first practical simulation experience, describing the entire process in detail.

The tongue is indeed key.

Luo Di was able to make contact with the True Hell because he encountered the Sneering the Devil at that time.

The other party was not only listening to the story, but also acquiring detailed memories from Luo Di's brain based on the story.

"Your world system is so interesting. So-called humans can actually transform into fear, and naturally, ' The Devil- like' beings are born, the Devil that do not belong to the True Hell."

Because you were possessed, you glimpsed scenes of hell and memorized the associated Hell Symbol. It is this opportunity that will allow you to contact us in the future and become an Outer Spine.

The tongue the Devil you encountered also possessed extremely high potential... Interesting.

did you know,

Your tongue is very special, and it has already developed a connection with your spine?

Luo Di nodded. "I know. My tongue has always been able to give warnings and help me break through very dangerous illusions. Even if it can't break through them, it can still give me important clues."

"Do you know which category of True Hell your tongue is associated with?"

"I don't know much about all the factions in the True Hell, but judging from the enemies I faced in the trial, the one that comes closest to the last one is the one that can cast illusions, confuse minds, and has a crow's beak and spider legs."

"A prank, have you heard of it?"

"Yes, I heard Mr. Hook mention it in the torture chamber."

"The torture chamber ability on you is indeed directly related to him. He is considered one of the more neutral and likable members of the Order. He is not under the management of the Grand Monastery, so it's no wonder that he was willing to infuse you, a Spinebearer, with their Hell Object."

That being said,

Passing this test means you are different from ordinary soldiers.

I am willing to make an exception for you and change the recruitment rules, giving you two hellish paths to choose from, both of which will lead you closer to the [Gate of Demon Ascension].

A quick and easy solution that aligns with the core values of spine health and will maximize the strengthening of your spine.

The other path is long and slow, requiring you to turn away from the spine and embark on a road unrelated to war, to pursue a route that no one has ever traveled before, a route that only you can take.

If I don't tell you the content, based on your intuition, how would you choose?

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

"A competitive and assertive spirit is innate in people with spines, and that's a good thing."

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

They feed on war, sleep on war, and live on war.

Soon you will be able to see the outline of the door.

Article 2.

I will grant you the identity of "Black Spine Emissary" to leave Chaos Nest, and in your current Tempered Flesh, go to the territory of the Prologue, meet Hawk, and bring me my personal letter.

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

Starting from the introductory group is more effective than starting from here.

This is a path no one has ever walked before, and it will be extremely difficult to reach the Gate of Demon Ascension. You may waste a lot of time on this path and gain nothing at all.

But if you can truly succeed on this path, your achievements will surpass those of the first path, and the "door" you open will be unique.

The reason I'm here to talk to you is to inform you of this... Don't feel pressured. If you love war, if you're eager and greedy, then choose the first option.

"... I choose option two."

Clap clap clap~ A strange clapping sound came, as if each clapping corresponded to the impact of countless tiny skulls.

"Your identity as an envoy has been granted. In a moment, the Recruitment Spine will lead you through spinal staining and preparations for departure."

Black represents the messenger, who does not participate in the war yet is recognized and protected by us.

"OK."

Although Luo Di desperately wanted to improve his strength quickly to the point where he could reach the corner, he was determined to seize this rare opportunity.

The unknown lies depths of the Corner.

Only sufficient strength can guarantee the initiative; reckless exploration only leads to Dead End.

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

The mysterious being that had been sitting on the steps suddenly appeared behind him, and a peculiar touch landed on Luo Di's shoulder.

It's a finger.

However, it has a dense, granular texture.

It was as if countless skulls were falling on his body, as if mountains of corpses were pressing down on his soul.

It seemed that the opponent only needed to exert a little force to completely crush Luo Di's perfectly sculpted body.

"Since your world can give birth to such an interesting soul as yours, there must be other interesting beings, right? You should be the first apostle to connect from there to the True Hell."

The price for granting you the status of an envoy without requiring you to serve in the military is quite high.

Would you be willing to do something for me?

"What's up?"

"When you sever your consciousness projection and return to your original world, help me find some talents like you who are skilled in killing and fighting, and give them this symbol."

In this way, the vacant soldier positions will be filled.

Also, if you have the chance, bring that tongue the Devil over..."

As the words were spoken, the candlelight was extinguished.

Luo Di suddenly opened his eyes.

He was standing in the passageway of the Recruitment Ground, where there were no white candles.

But his right palm was billowing smoke, and he was clutching a piece of parchment that seemed to have come alive, engraved with peculiar Hell Symbol that were even more intense than the symbols in Luo Di's brain.