Abyss Express

Chapter 565 Vol.16 Travels in Nine Prisons

Through the magic pool created by Saint Josh Joris, Xueming didn't know how long he had fallen.

It was a deep hole shaped like an intestine, and the bottom of the pool looked like a funnel. He caught St. Josh's devil body, holding the big horn with one hand, and his throat with the other. How St. Josh struggled, how he used his sharp The thorns on the elbows and shoulders were used to attack this strange spirit body, but the holy incarnation that had been tempered for thousands of times remained motionless and showed no reaction at all.

Xueming counted silently in his mind. After roughly thirty-three seconds, he finally fell into a far-reaching and wide alien space——

——It is completely different from the stratigraphic environment of the material plane. In Limbo Prison, there are stumps and broken arms everywhere, but there are no fragments of flesh and blood. There is still a huge funnel-shaped valley mouth extending downward.

The spirit body used by Xueming caught St. Josh, hit the low slope, and rolled hard into the deep valley.

One person and one demon were entangled in the process of rolling. The big horn in front of St. Josh's forehead fell to pieces. Finally, his muscles and bones were injured, and his soul was hurt. He was tumbling between the low canyon slopes, facing the strange The cat-shaped spirit kept waving its claws and fluttering its wings, trying to escape from the control of this divine incarnation.

"Who the hell are you?! The ghost of the gunsmith? What the hell are you?!"

The environment of [Lingbo Prison·Linrbo] is very special. It is the closest to the human world and is also a stop for wandering spirits. Many wandering spirits stationed here can return to the material plane from time to time - if you think of it as the cerebral cortex of the Earth Mother. These fragments of spiritual bodies remaining in Limbo are the energy remnants of Mother Earth before the bioelectrical activity of her brain cells completely disappeared. After a round of screening, you can continue to go down to other nerve center parts and enter the sex hell or food hell.

Jiang Xueming did not reply. He wanted to kill Saint Josh Joris here and extinguish all vitality of this demon.

This was his first time using the spirit body of Fragrant Dream to fight, and he still couldn’t adapt to the phantom body of the Iron Cat——

——In his consciousness, there seems to be no concept of gravity in this strange spiritual world that does not distinguish between up, down, left and right. Everything is falling downwards, and many new spirits are tumbling out from the deep cave below. Countless amounts of messy wind and dust are rolling in from the circular ramp of the funnel. If you look carefully, you will find that this dust gathers and sometimes disperses. Dozens or even hundreds of grotesque human faces will appear in the clouds with thunder and lightning.

The rock and soil that formed the slope were filled with remains of flesh and blood, but these materials were relatively fresh and complete. There are no microbes or bacteria to be seen, and no Vita Brand to cause trouble. It seems to be the phenomenon of the wandering spirit disintegrating and reuniting with Mother Earth after its consciousness dissipates.

The realm of the dead in Niflheim may be just a mirror, and the underworld it reflects is one side of Mother Earth. Limbo, which is now reached by following the magic pool passage of St. Josh Joris, is another side of Mother Earth.

"You stupid idiot! You can't catch up with me! You actually dare to risk your soul and follow me to the prison world! Hahahahahaha!" St. Josh's back mask completely turned into a pair of thin dragon wings, and under the frantic psychic energy He stabilized his figure in the whirlwind: "I really don't know whether to live or die...fuck!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw raging turbulence spurting out of Fragrant Huanmeng's spiritual body - Xueming had just adapted to the mobility of this incarnation. He was like a turbojet fighter jet with full power. Without the restraints of his body, he could finally understand the concept of mobility exceeding the speed of sound in an instant.

He felt like a ball of dust, a violent gas composed of magnetic fields, a free spirit without any material constraints.

This description is very abstract, and it is by no means an hallucination caused by the author's intoxication. He needs to use a more appropriate metaphor -

——In the history of film, there is a very famous NC-17 horror film called "The Evil Dead".

In its opening sequence, the audience's perspective will follow a group of evil spirits crossing mountains, forests and roads, flying freely between heaven and earth. Without any material obstruction, this air flow is so flexible in its direction, acceleration and sudden stagnation.

When Jiang Xueming now moves in the form of a fragrant and dreamy spirit, he is also so nimble and quick. Compared to St. Josh flapping his wings to maintain a low-altitude gliding posture, he is like an aircraft two thousand years later meeting a wooden plane from the First World War. With just one face-to-face effort, he caught the monster again.

He stepped hard on St. Josh's back, using the monster as a skateboard. He first removed one wing, then grabbed the arm and folded it back, until St. Josh's shrill screams penetrated the sky, and he fell back to Limbo and Lust. By the time he reached the border area of ​​prison, the goat-horned demon had become a bloody mess and had lost its demonic form.

St. Josh never expected that such a priest would come to the town of Saladin to chase him to hell, and he also invited the spirit body of the gunsmith to help. According to the inspiration theory of the spiritual science, the deceased The human soul should not have such a powerful ability - without the support of the physical body, any soul is fragile, incomplete, and vulnerable!

"Is this guy a clone of Gunsmith? He's so far away from the physical body, so why is his spiritual power still so strong? This output is terrible, terrible, terrible!"

Before Saint Josh could think about it, his head hit the Nine Hells Boundary Monument hard, and the two figures flying at high speed finally stopped.

The smoke and dust dispersed, and the fragrant dream of steel and iron emerged from the jagged slopes of the mountain.

On top of the stone monument, St. Josh was almost beaten into a ball of flesh. His bones were broken and his flesh was cracked. Half of his head was missing. He still retained his consciousness, and his eyes were full of fear and hatred.

"Beware of the prophet!"

From the mouth of this devil spewed out the sayings of the Bible with bloody butterflies.

He will then summon the devil brother in the nine hells to help him vent his bad breath.

"This man is wearing sheep's clothing! But underneath he is a ruthless wolf!"

"With this fruit! You can recognize your enemies! You can recognize your enemies!"

He ruthlessly tore open his eyelids and took out a scarlet ghost eye as the price for casting a spell. Just as he was about to plunge the eye deeper into the hell world, the eyeball flew out only about ten meters, and Jiang Xueming appeared as fast as thunder and lightning. Grab it back in your hands.

"Ho!——" St. Josh gasped, completely unable to understand this elusive power and speed.

You must know that Jiang Xueming did not intend to save this devil's life. When the two of them collided with the stone tablet in the prison world, Xueming saw clearly the only road sign in this boundless alien world. He did not know Hebrew, so naturally he was a little more confused. Fear - I was afraid that I would never be able to return to the human world, so I didn't act rashly.

Just now, Saint Josh recited such a long string of weird weird things that Xueming couldn't understand. After seeing the eye-picking movement clearly, he guessed that it should be a forward swing for casting, so he interrupted the summoning ceremony——

——But the sacrifices have already been offered, and the summoning ceremony seems to be endless.

Amidst St. Josh's painful howls and heavy breathing, Xueming felt the scorching heat coming from the iron arm holding his eyeballs, and the vicious thoughts that could almost hurt the spirit body, forcing him to let go of his hand. .

His eyeballs fell into the rocky soil of Limbo Prison, and an orange flower of flesh and blood bloomed in an instant.

A dozen pairs of hands suddenly exploded from the ground. They looked like a lotus. They held up the eyeballs and quickly turned into a huge pedestal more than ten meters high. The flower closed into a bud in just a few seconds. Hundreds of pairs of arms swayed and swayed with the strong winds that came and went in Limbo, and completely closed into a round and spotless chicken egg.

Jiang Xueming did not speak. He seemed to be facing a formidable enemy and was waiting for him. Want to see the true form of this devil.

In the royal court of the Death Puppet Agency, he had fought against the Peacock King, one of the Demon Pillars, and had some understanding of the strength of these mythical creatures - at this moment, he was very curious and came to protect Saint Josh, the boss of the demon's younger brother. How many kilograms and taels does it have?

"Hahahahaha!" St. Josh was still clinging to the boundary monument, screaming in ecstasy: "Wait to die! Wait to die! You are finished! The gatekeepers of the Nine Hells are here!"

"——The Wolf of Greed, Belisara."

"——Leoborg, the Lion of Ambition."

"——The Leopard of Sloth, Will Conan!"

"It doesn't matter who you are! Whether it's the ghost body of the gunsmith or the power of his soul! Die to me! Die to me! You will never be reincarnated! Your soul will be scattered!"

St. Josh Joris is like returning to his master. The three names he talks about are the three monsters that Dante encounters when he travels to hell in the "Divine Comedy" and are also the gatekeepers of the nine hells.

Jiang Xueming took a closer look and saw three pink-and-white monsters emerging from the huge chicken egg. He was suddenly relieved - for no other reason than the three familiar lions, leopards and wolves, with their muscular features and size. , all very much like the apostle unit shaped by the Incarnate Butterfly.

The three apostles came to St. Josh, and first expressed their condolences to the younger brother. Then they put their head without facial features on St. Josh's body, and used their dark cavities to take a deep breath of the smell of the little devil. It seemed that It’s a taste of the fear inside St. Josh.

When the three eldest brothers turned their heads and faced the fragrant dream again, the beasts guarding the door froze in unison. Although they could not speak, there was always an inexplicable embarrassment in the air.

This feeling of embarrassment mainly comes from the female wolf Belisara - it seems that this is not the first time she has fought against the Nameless One.

It couldn't speak, it just turned its head again and used its round mouth cavity to make a deafening roar at St. Josh. As if to say.

"——What on earth did you do? Invite this Lord of Hell here?"

The lions and leopards, which are more than six meters long, have already launched an attack stance. When the wolf-dog turned back to face the enemy, a sharp and ear-piercing sonic explosion was heard from the front!

The weird steel kitten punched and kicked the apostle beasts with three punches and two kicks, causing the apostle beasts to crawl all over the ground.

Jiang Xueming asked Jiang Xueming to catch the big lion's tail and tie it in a tight knot around the leopard's neck. The small body contained incredible power. According to the limit load of the spirit body, it was easy for Fragrance Huanmeng to lift the car with bare hands. Relaxed, now that there is no shackles of the physical body, there is no need to worry about the damage of the Vita brand and spiritual pressure. Dealing with these apostle units is simply a matter of cutting melons and vegetables.

Saint Josh has entered sage mode——

——He was just extremely surprised and panicked at first, but later he couldn't understand it at all. There was something wrong with his mentality. He finally tore the devil's body out of the boundary monument and fell on the stone slope road of Limbo Prison. He climbed up in embarrassment and felt His mind was full of wind, and he instinctively lowered his body. The fleshy bodies of the two eldest brothers were entangled, like a bloody mosaic. Under the toy of the golden cat-shaped spirit body, they turned into a whirlwind top, holding the two brothers. The tail made a spinning motion, and finally slammed back onto the boundary monument.

"We have to find a way to escape! No way! No way! If this continues, it's me who will lose my soul."

St. Josh finally recognized the reality. The individuals who were chasing him were probably not normal Homo sapiens at all. No matter how powerful psykers or defenders with exorcism methods were, they left their bodies and came to Limbo. They would definitely do it. There is no such horrific result as tearing the apostles apart.

It's a gunsmith! He is the gunsmith himself!

It is said that the nameless person next to Aohun Mingde once killed the incarnation butterfly in the material plane. He could kill all kinds of evil devils with just firearms without relying on the blessing of psychic catalysts.

In ancient times, gunsmiths had already entered the shrine and were regarded by ordinary people as door gods and martial gods who protected their homes and children. To put it in a more understandable way, if Jiang Xueming dies, in terms of the good deeds he has done during his lifetime, he will have to enter the Thirty-six Thunder God Temple and be enshrined. He is the righteous god of the common deeds of 400 million living beings in the underground world. He can completely defeat him. Entering the shrine of the ancestor of the gun god and stealing incense ashes crazily - for the mythical units in Limbo, the gunsmith at this moment is simply not something they can confront head-on.

"You dare to harm people?!" Jiang Xueming shouted loudly, busy dealing with the wolf-dog apostle, asking St. Josh to stop and stop running.

This roar caused blood to bleed from St. Josh's mouth and nose, and his few brains were still spilling out. The vitality of this devil's body was very tenacious. He had opened up many brain holes during the chase just now, and now he is not completely dead. It's a miracle.

He sighed and lost his balance. He stumbled down the direction of the Sex Prison and rolled down the slope. He no longer cared about the safety of the three brothers behind him and wanted to take refuge deeper in the Nine Prisons.

Looking at the boundary monument of Limbo, this cunning little devil had a plan in mind and had other thoughts.

As he ran away, he looked upward——

——The road to the Demon Pond is clear, but his wings have been broken by the gunsmith, his two arms are also disabled, and his spine is still making strange clicking noises. Without the moisture of the Demon Pond and the irrigation of human blood, he must have turned upside down. I can't get rid of my body, and I can't go back to the human world.

But there is more than one way to the world. In these nine hells, in addition to calling Big Brother for help, Saint Josh also has other ways to save himself. If Big Brother cannot save him, he has to find a way to hide in the material plane. It is best to Hiding in a mortal body.

With this thought in mind, Saint Josh gritted his teeth and slammed his head into the rocks, breaking off the remaining big horn. He then used his magic weapon to recite incantations repeatedly, using his knowledge of demons to find a way out.

The goat's horn seemed to have lost gravity, flying all the way in this strange spiritual world that did not distinguish between up, down, left and right. It turned into a "fishing line" with the devil's pus and blood, and it wanted to return to the material plane to find a suitable psychic. ——As long as a fish takes the bait, this fishing line can bring Saint Josh back to the world.

Saladin Town, by the Moon River Lake.

An evil spirit swept across the lake and rushed towards the holiday cabin where the hunting group lived. It comes from the devilish witchcraft of St. Josh Joris.

Fourteen young people gathered in a lakeside hut to engage in a psychic ritual during this ambiguous winter hunting season.

They are all the children of hunters from the Silver Helmet Hunting Group, and several young people have followed in their parents' footsteps and joined the advance team to perform reconnaissance missions.

The fun this time is related to Oscar VIP’s psychic catalyst.

There is a psychic shop in Saladin, and Oscar often goes to this shop to buy catalyst props for emergencies.

Do you still remember the wizard's broken arm used by Black Cat Girl and Jiang Xueming? By holding this arm, the living person can see the spirit body, and even without any spiritual power, the living person can be pulled into the world of the dead. Jiang Xueming used this arm to complete the ritual of soul separation through the blessing of Black Cat's psychic medium.

The wizard's right arm fell into the hands of the chief hunter of the Silver Helmet Hunting Group. The hunter's eldest son was named Ike Maddens. He took his fiancée and a bunch of friends and came to the beautiful Moon River in the cold winter. Lake, took out this right arm.

"Shall we play a game?"

Boy Ike asked everyone to gather at the table and take out this golden medium.

Different from the withered left arm, the wizard made a golden glove for this right arm during his lifetime. Rumor has it that this is the Midas hand, which already possesses the super power of the philosopher's stone/philosopher's stone, which can turn stones into gold and cure diseases.

Its glamorous appearance immediately attracted a group of young people.

Boy Ike explained——

"——As long as you hold it, you can see ghosts. Whether you have spiritual vision or not, do you want to give it a try?"

The hunting season is very boring for young people in Saladin. Without hunting, life is all about TV and online games.

The children raised in these Redstone families are eager for adventure, especially those who have not awakened their psychic powers, and they are even more eager for psychic powers.

"Don't." As Maddens' fiancée, Sophia was a little scared when she saw this psychic prop, and tried to dissuade her: "Ike, a murder just happened in the town, and the ghost of the deceased hasn't gone far yet, so it's best not to Do this"

"Hey! What's there to be afraid of!" Ike Maddens said regardless: "What if we call back the soul of the victim? Maybe we can help solve the case! Is that right, everyone?"

Everyone was eager to try it, and the champagne had already been opened before they started channeling. Under the stimulation of alcohol, a muscular young man immediately sat down in front of Ike - his name was Peter Lockon, and he was Ike's good brother. The two grew up together in Mimir Hot Springs Market. He followed his parents to Saladin's hunting group to make a living.

Peter: "Come on, come on! I'll come first! How do you say it?"

"Take this hand," Ike whispered.

No one spoke for a while, and the room became quiet. It seemed that this golden arm really had some kind of magic power.

The thick knuckles and golden arms were tightly grasped, and Peter's eyes began to blur, just like Miss Black Cat's dilated pupils.

Ike: "Speak Hebrew and read it to me."

Peter: "Yeah."

Ike recited complex syllables: "Come to me, come to me, show your true self. Show your true self."

Everyone held their breath. Outside the wooden house, a dark wind blew on the lake, causing ripples. The lights in the room also dimmed for some reason.

"Reveal yourself." Peter muttered.

Not finished yet——

——The door of the wooden house was suddenly knocked open by a huge force!

Everyone was shocked. Friends who were holding up their mobile phones to take pictures all moved out of the way. They were so frightened by the movement that they screamed.

"Ike! What are you doing!"

The person coming was none other than Lilia Maddens, the mother of Ike Maddens.

Seeing Lilia's mother coming, Ike felt a little guilty and glanced at his fiancée viciously. It was obviously his fiancée who called his mother here.

The sudden visit from parents disappointed the dozen or so young people present, but what no one expected was

Lilia Maddens said to her son: "You stole the medium from your father? Are you performing a psychic ritual? Why didn't you call me?!"

The fun-loving mother pushed Peter away and sat in front of her son. She carried a probe for detecting ghosts and a set of Ouija boards, and then held the golden arm tightly.

"I come first! Let me come first!"