Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

Over the river,

Wu Heng and the others were blocked by the ice and snow pouring down from the sky like a waterfall on the river.

"The snow here is different from before!" said the sheep-headed devil.

Imacrada used a solvent to crush a piece of snowflakes and found that these snowflakes exuded an unusually cold breath, almost comparable to liquid nitrogen solid.

"There's the smell of hell in here," she said.

"Perhaps, I met an old acquaintance again."

Wu Heng nodded. The snow in front of him gave him an extremely familiar feeling. That was the familiar feeling of being frozen into pieces when he opened the "Ice Crystal Ball".

It’s really a narrow road between enemies!

He didn't expect to encounter the 'Ice Hell Monk' here.

It’s really destiny!

Speaking of which, from the very beginning he survived death, became a curser to escape from hell, and then summoned Abaddon's demon 'band' to trap Han Bing,

He also used his exclusive "Ice Crystal Ball" as a material and blended it into the "Lolaye Stone" to form the dream realm.

He didn't suffer much from this guy.

But it is also true that the other party wants to kill him.

If given the chance, the Ice Hell monks would tear him to pieces without mercy.

"It should be a monk from the Labyrinth Hell. Seeing that it has the power of ice, go ahead and kill it!" Wu Heng said lightly.

Although it is impossible to completely kill the Ice Hell monks,

But it can still be done by tearing it into pieces, sending it back to hell, and letting it sleep for a period of time.

The Ice Monk suffered successive defeats,

It is estimated that Leviathan will not resurrect it casually this time, and will probably punish it.

Nailhead was able to be resurrected quickly because hell was inseparable from the high priest, whose status was like that of the prime minister of the dynasty, while the ice monk was no more than an official at most.

"Okay, I've been wanting to take action for a long time!" the sheep-headed demon said as he geared up.

Last time, he suffered a lot from the modified monsters in the Labyrinth Hell and almost died.

"Yes, my lord." Imaclada's computer-generated female voice replied.

Then the two of them rushed into the snow curtain together.

And the people on the shore, under the temptation of the leading man with glasses, were like puppets, gathering all the frozen corpses around them.

Every time a body is moved, more people freeze to death.

By the time the bodies piled up into ice mounds, only one-third of the people were left on the field.

They looked at the mountain of corpses with their eyes infatuated, and kept chanting and making sounds of admiration:

"It's snowing, it's snowing!"

"Rules, I see Snowflake's rules and I'm going to follow them!"

"I see, I understand!"

Half of these people climbed up the corpse mound, tore their abdomens with their hands, and poured their warm blood on the ice mound.

But the weather was so cold that as soon as half of the blood drained away, the whole person was frozen hard, and the blood was frozen into icicles.

Their corpses were like steel needles, frozen straight on the corpse mound.

Those half-drenched blood,

The hills where the corpses were piled up were like ice sculptures, completely frozen together.

From a distance, it looks like a huge red hedgehog.

Then a strong wind came,

The biting cold wind swept up the heavy snow in the sky, like sharp blades, rushing towards the corpse mound.

Ice shards and corpses are flying,

After the wind and snow, what comes into view is a carefully carved hedgehog-like ice sculpture with 12 claws. On its crystal smooth red ice body,

The flat cutting plane prints out the cutting texture of circles of muscles and bones.

It looks like a weird mysterious rune, and people can't help but want to touch it and understand the mystery.

But there are also shortcomings,

There are always some gaps between the corpses, which results in many sunken gaps on the surface of the ice sculpture monster.

And the last remaining people on the shore,

Pushed by the wind and snow, he began to grab the corpse thorns that had been frozen on the back of the mountain of corpses and had been polished into sharp vertebrae by the snow blade, and climbed up.

It seems that he wants to sacrifice his body to fill those depressions.

And in the snow curtain in the river, a hoarse roar suddenly came out:

"You bugs."

"Winter is coming, and I will drown all fire and brimstone!"

When Wu Heng heard this, he looked at the huge hedgehog-like monster in front of him and chuckled:

"It's been so long since I last saw you, but you still sound so loud!"

"In that case, let's dash your hopes."

Then he took out the church center and pulled the "Church of Lost Salvation" over. The landing place was where the ice monster was.

This church, which was extremely cherished by the believers of the Old One, came into the hands of Wu Heng, who almost used it as a teleportation point and weapon.

But Wu Heng believes that this is the true use of the church.

With the roar,

The huge church suddenly appeared, pressing on top of the ice corpse monster. The slowly falling ice and snow around it suddenly stagnated and condensed in the air.

Like a barrier of ice and snow, it seemed to be trying to block the collision of the church.

Those below have not yet completed the ritual of filling the corpse with their bodies, and the monster has not yet been created and resurrected.

clang--!

When the ice and snow collided with the church, a deafening roar of steel clashed, and the ground trembled.

Immediately afterwards, the church domain activated,

The ice and snow within the range made a popping sound as if being hit by air cannons, and then completely exploded.

The flying snowflakes are comparable to out-of-control high-speed rotating gears,

The people below were cut into pieces upon contact, and the broken corpses instantly turned into ice cubes, fell to the ground, and were buried in the white snow.

‘Crack! ’

A sound like a breaking egg sounded clearly amidst the wailing of the wind and snow.

The church fell safely to the ground,

The corpse mound ice sculpture has been completely shattered.

A hoarse roar came from the snowy river. He didn't speak this time, and seemed to be just pure anger.

As for those who devote themselves to ice sculptures,

Since Wu Heng arrived here, their spirits have been interposed by the human intermediaries of the Ice Hell monks, using the power of ice,

Totally twisted, making it abnormal.

Even if Wu Heng successfully rescues them, these people will turn into crazy hell believers after being released into society, causing greater harm.

It would be better to die.

"Ordinary humans are too fragile!" Wu Heng sighed, and then looked at the snow curtain.

“It’s been two versus one for so long, so it’s time to end.”

The words fell,

The snow curtain that was still pouring down suddenly looked like a collapsed building, like a vertical avalanche.

The sky suddenly became clear,

But it was still very cold due to the thick snow on the ground.

on the river,

Two figures flew over and landed in front of Wu Heng.

"Look, this is the little snow monster!"

In the hands of the goat-headed demon, he held a ferocious head. Its eyes were pale, as if there were snowballs embedded in the eye sockets.

There are ice particles hanging on the dry white hair.

The skull face is covered with a layer of dry wrinkled skin, and under the sunken nostrils are fangs like steel needles on the upper and lower jaws, both of which are more than one centimeter long.

It snaps together so tightly that no one will doubt its sharpness.

Wu Heng reached out to take the head and sensed it.

Although I had expected it in my heart, I was still a little disappointed. The head had begun to emit the rancid smell that was frozen on the surface.

The Leviathan power contained in the monk itself has automatically returned to Leviathan with its death.

The one in front of me is now just a useless ordinary head.

It will probably accelerate decay in just a few minutes.

Just like the body of Thorndike that was trapped by the monks of Keyhole Hell before.

Wu Heng casually threw the head on the ground, and then glanced at Imaclada.

No wonder the "Shrine of the Dead" disappeared later.

If the Ice Hell Monk really makes a big move here, it will definitely find Imaclada close at hand.

The ice monk in urgent need of merit,

He will never let a high-quality soul like her go. Even if she is no worse than an ordinary hell monk, Han Bing will still look for support and capture her.

As long as Imachrada is captured and sent to hell, the Shrine of the Dead will naturally have no place to exist.

in other words,

He actually saved Imachrada. After all, being enslaved by Leviathan is eternal, and as long as he survives the plot time, he will leave this world.

Immediately waving to the two of them, the three of them continued towards Rukahari.

After five minutes of flying,

Wu Heng suddenly stopped.

The goat-headed demon and Imaclada immediately stopped at the same time and looked at Wu Heng curiously, not understanding what was going on.

Wu Heng looked at the place flying behind him,

His expression was a little gloomy.

The goat-headed demon saw Wu Heng's facial expression, and after getting to know him for a while, he knew that Wu Heng was not an aimless person.

Therefore, a black mist spread across a large area to the space behind.

"Zizi. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a demon from the maze hell."

A demon who is 3.2 meters tall, with a body and limbs that are only the thickness of an ordinary person, looks very slender, and has a smooth red insect exoskeleton all over his body.

Appeared in the air.

It has a whip tail four meters long, which wraps around its body.

The body shape looks like an upright lizard, but the head is like a centipede with soft antennae.

"I saw the scene where you killed the 'monastic dog' in the labyrinth."

Its long legs, like chicken feet, stand upright in mid-air, and its slender arms are intertwined in front of its chest, showing it in a relaxed manner.

On the surface, he had no intention of secretly accumulating strength and planning to attack.

"I come from the secret prison, the "messenger" from Abaddon Hell. I am responsible for delivering information from the human world to the secret prison. "

messenger?

When Wu Heng heard this, he looked at this guy's appearance and saw that he was facing an unnamed demon from Abaddon's Hell in the plot.

This demon has the ability to travel freely between the human world and the mother hell that gave birth to it.

Even many powerful demons cannot achieve this ability.

No wonder the other party can hide so well, after all, it’s his talent!

If it weren't for the incidents caused by Wu Heng, many people would have a strong fear of the mysterious behind-the-scenes person.

When the nightmare power was concentrated on him from all directions, he easily restrained the nightmare power, and then he noticed abnormal obstacles around him.

Otherwise, you won't be able to find the other party.

He really wants this ability!

Wu Heng suppressed his desire to devour, and then said calmly: "Then what's the meaning of you following us quietly now?"

"I just want to confirm your camp." The messenger of the secret prison replied.

"We don't have a camp, we just stick together." Wu Heng secretly sent a message to the sheep-headed demon and Imacleda, asking them to cooperate.

Hearing this, the messenger in front of him smiled, and the hooked palatine teeth protruding from his lips kept opening and closing and trembling, making a 'sizzling' sound.

"Sure enough, it's just like what I thought. You three are obviously not from the same ethnic group, so the possibility of belonging to the same force is very small."

No wonder it thinks so,

because this is the world. The subordinates of each leader of a force have their own exclusive forms.

As long as they join them,

they will inevitably be transformed into the same form, just like work uniforms.

There is no such thing as Wu Heng and his three people, where humans, corpses, and primitive demons have obviously different forms.

"Is it funny?" Wu Heng said lightly.

"No, I'm just happy."

"At present, our great Lord of the Secret Prison, 'Abaddon', is planning a far-reaching event, an event that no one can escape."

"The reason why I tell you this good news is that I want to invite you to join the Secret Prison Legion."

"I can promise that once you join, I can let you directly skip the infantry and become cavalry, and give you the right to challenge the 'ambassador'."

"The ambassadors leading the legion can compete through a life-and-death duel, and the loser will be replaced."

As if it was afraid that Wu Heng and the other two would not be willing to accept such a cruel challenge, it added: "This is the rule of the Secret Prison."

"Every ambassador is selected in this way."

Wu Heng was a little surprised to hear this. He didn't expect that the purpose of this thing tracking was to recruit him.

As for the 'big event' mentioned by the messenger, Wu Heng naturally knew that it was Abaddon's plan to attack the human world.

He was not interested in being someone's younger brother, but he could take the opportunity to plan.

So he said, "You are very sincere. I can feel that you are not lying. After all, no demon dares to lie in the name of the great Abaddon."

"I am also very moved by what you said, but we have something important to deal with first."

"If possible, can you leave a token to contact you, and we will find you later?"

"Token?" The messenger frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "What other urgent matter can be compared to my master's important matter!"

"Isn't it that the important matter has not started yet? If it has started, I naturally dare not delay it."

"There is indeed an urgent matter at the moment, and it will be dealt with soon." Wu Heng explained casually.

"Yes, in this case, then I will give you this blood."

"As long as you sacrifice it with biological blood, I can feel your call."

Abaddon used his nails to poke its right shoulder. It was a raised pattern similar to an octopus, and then a ball of blood floated out.

The surface of the blood quickly coagulated, forming a circle of red shell, like a pill.

It handed it to Wu Heng.

After Wu Heng reached out to take it, he found that it contained an extremely weak power, the power of the messenger.