To the rules of reality, they were merely three buildings—three buildings filled with darkness and terror.
But there was no longer any need for them to retain their original layout.
So, like corpses freed from their seaweed bindings after sinking to the ocean floor, they floated up from beneath the surface and manifested in the real world.
At that moment, the chests of all humans who had signed contracts with devils burned as if branded by hot irons. Their contract marks surfaced automatically before rapidly fading away.
Church icons across the world shed tears of blood at the same time. Countless animals collectively went mad, attacking every living thing in sight. Sheep in particular had their eyeballs burst, leaving hollow, bloody sockets as they attacked every sound and movement around them.
Electronic devices worldwide malfunctioned for a full three minutes, their screens flashing images of writhing flesh and blood.
People panicked, believing the end of the world had come!
Standing at the center of the three hells in his revealed Fear Hell form, Wu Heng looked upon the apocalyptic sight before him. Slowly, he raised both hands and spread them apart.
In an instant, a gray ripple rapidly expanded outward from him.
This projection of Fear Hell was utterly unlike the other hells. It had no fixed form. At times, it resembled a labyrinth made of countless mirrors; at others, it transformed into a massive hospital filled with surgical instruments. Occasionally, it became a dead desert whose grains of sand were all tiny fragments of bone.
The first to be devoured were the remnants of Satan's Hell.
These devils, who had fortunately escaped Naoko's slaughter, had been hiding in the vortex beneath Black Pool. The most ancient devils under Satan had not even had time to rejoice at their rebirth