Chapter 789 Warden

 The depths of the old world.

 Even deeper than the "transit station" where the Kaiyuan patients completed their journey and passed through the [Gate], it was in a narrow cell-like area almost close to the center of the lesion.

 The biological wall here has been built for an unknown number of years. A kind of original, unfiltered "silver liquid", also known as "ancient gene liquid", will constantly seep out from the wall.

This kind of silver liquid that has not been filtered by the transfer station is extremely unstable and even highly toxic. 60% of the ancient gene fragments in it are aggressive and destructive to patients. There are many incomplete and mutated genes. Once Combined with normal genetic sequences it can cause a series of 'collapses' in the individual.

If a patient who is about to undergo silver turbidity is exposed to such a silver liquid, most of them will undergo root mutations. There is a very small chance that they will break through normally, and there is a high chance that they will die directly or become a deformed variant and fail. The product even turned into a bunch of ancient protein sculptures and became part of the old world.

However,

In this narrow area filled with unprocessed silver liquid, there is soaked in a bald man who is obviously larger than an ordinary person. His pupils as deep as black stones seem to be able to see through everything.

These incomplete and ancient genes could barely carry out internal damage to his body, allowing him to experience this rare and rare inner pain.

His head was stuck with many broken saw blades, which were deeply dug into his skull.

Hands spread out, leaning against the edge as if soaking in a hot spring,

Behind his back, a huge iron chain similar to a butcher's hook was hooked deeply into different positions. There were "eleven chains" in total, and each chain exuded the aura of heaviness, killing and judgment, and was completely spread out behind him.

This person also has two huge threaded holy nails pierced through his palms, emitting an aura that is completely different from conventional iron chains.

Not long ago, the holy nails in his palms began to vibrate slightly, which meant that there was a certain degree of movement in the "emptiness" area under his control.

but,

As the warden, he didn't care. There was no need for him to personally go out to deal with changes of this magnitude. The prison monks he trusted the most should be able to deal with it.

Now is his most important and necessary monthly bathing time. This habit has been going on for who knows how many years. He doesn't want to interrupt his leisurely elegance because of a little movement, otherwise it will be very difficult next time. Work efficiency will be reduced for a long time.

 However, the weak vibrations continued and were never resolved.

Just when the warden was a little upset and planned to go back and scold his subordinates after taking a bath...who would have thought, buzz!

The originally weak vibration suddenly intensified, and even the warden trembled in pain, and silver water ripples spread around his body.

He stood up suddenly, revealing his eight-pack abs that were oozing with metallic luster. He looked down at the hands with the holy nails inserted in them, his face filled with disbelief.

“Someone actually wants to go to the deepest level! And the method is a kind of death erosion that I have never seen before... Is there another monster in the original tomb?

 It seems that he wants to rescue the former monsters, but at first the dead are really getting more and more messy! "

　　I have no intention of continuing to take a bath.

He immediately put on the noble black leather coat and used the butcher's chain swaying on his back to tear a passage back to the ground of the old world.

In less than five minutes, the entire monastery’s iron chains began to tremble.

The four great prison monks who were having a joint meeting in the "Mourning" area of ​​the middle staircase all stared with wide eyes, bowed their heads or knelt down in different postures.

 The princess buried her head completely. She knew that this time the matter was serious and she was mainly responsible.

 “Warden!”

"You four... did nothing and let a dead man break into the lower stairs?"

 The princess lowered her head and said, "We are planning to ask you to apply for a pass to "Confusion". "

“Apply? You don’t even have the consciousness to sacrifice your life. It seems that too long a stable life has made you lazy and even timid..."

 “We’ll go down immediately.”

"It's too late... The seal of the ladder to the endless has been opened, and someone is going down."

"What!"

As soon as these words came out, both the prison monk and the executioners present were stunned. Only Asimov's eyes flashed with relief for a moment.

“Who among you is mainly responsible for investigating the intruder this time?”

 “Me!” the princess responded quickly. "Four of you, follow me. Angelica, please tell me in detail about the intruders on the way... The rest of the executioners, jailers and monks will all evacuate the Stairs of Sin and initiate the highest level of prison confinement."

"yes."

The monastery surrounded by the thorn forest began to become active.

 The maze-like structure on the surface has iron chains on the top, and the entire monastery is completely enclosed.

 …

 Five minutes ago.

The sinners known as the "Eighteen Sins" gasped for breath one by one, and all the symptoms of symptoms expressed outside the body were restrained.

They all stared with wide eyes, looking at the deep black hole with a diameter of about five meters that was torn out in front of them, which meant that the seal set by the warden had been opened again after eight hundred years.

Dr. Pound is putting back his dentures. He was the one who worked the hardest just now. He lay on the ground and bit the floor tiles frantically, almost breaking all the dentures that he had worked so hard to refine.

 At present, there is a rare genuine smile on his feminine face.

 “Really...torn it apart!”

But the smile did not last long, because the torn passage did not lead to the outside world, but to a deeper area, and it was an area where death was certain for any sinner.

soon,

 Deep in the pitch-black passage, a different kind of lifeless energy emerged upwards, even dispersing the black liquid dripping from Yi Chen.

 White mist

When they saw the rising white mist, all the sinners felt a sense of death reaching their souls, and quickly retreated behind the nearby pillars.

Only Yi Chen was still standing on the edge of the pit, even raising his head to look into the depths, feeling the pure white death carefully.

 “White death…first time I saw it, huh? When was it?”

The moment Yi Chen was stunned, his right arm exposed in the white mist and the head in his hand had turned into white bones. However, he did not retract his arm and continued to observe the depths with his skull.

 Him vaguely saw something waving to him.

At the same time, bursts of coercion came from the top, and everyone present felt the resonant vibration of the rebar on the back of their heads.

 Still having a toothache, Dr. Pound quickly straightened himself up and made a gesture of running away.

“Oh! The warden actually came back as soon as possible. Mr. Yi, we evacuated first!

I hope you can really survive, and then open a bigger gap in the prison, so that we can see the light of day again... Don't die quietly in there. I still have your death mark on my neck. Remember to kill me again. die. "

By the time Pound finished speaking, the other criminals had already escaped, and he did not dare to neglect them, so he quickly got out of the way.

Yi Chen first looked up, and through taking a deep breath, he vaguely noticed that multiple completely different iron chains were about to penetrate here. Once hooked, they would be unable to resist.

 He turned to look at the deep hole where the white mist was rising beneath him. Without too much hesitation, the final answer lay below.

 One jumped down and fell into it,

Facing the white mist lingering all over his body, Yi Chen did not use his own death to block it, but actively catered to it and allowed the white mist to penetrate his body.

 The depth of the fall is beyond imagination,

 It took him half a minute to fall before finally landing.

 Papa~pa~pa!

At the same time, pieces of rotten flesh were peeled off from Yi Chen's body due to the white mist. He almost turned into a festering corpse with white bones. It felt like he would be completely transformed into a skeleton soon.

Even the Nash wrapped around his body was severely shriveled, with no flesh and blood, like a bone worm.

 Fortunately, the function of "Dead Man's Makeup" ensures the state of immortality, allowing Yi Chen to explore here.

What is in front of you is a very simple stone prison.

 The reason why it is one is because there is only one path here, either forward or backward. There is no other option and it seems to extend endlessly to both sides.

The so-called original leader of the Death Plague Knights has not yet been found.

 (End of this chapter)