Meiman Killer Daily

9

"There's no sunshine here...

There is no food here…

A world composed of magma and igneous rocks...

You’ll never guess what’s hidden in the dark corners.”

Click...

Sitting on a dilapidated chair, one arm was pierced with a black stick of unknown material. Peter looked at the Bible and read its contents. Then a flying knife came out from behind and struck the black stick in Peter's hand.

Broken, Peter stood up from the chair with emotion, and turned around. Hundreds of corpses were like stairs, and Peter was standing at the highest point.

"Even if you want my soul, can you let me taste the taste of the demon lord's arm first!?"

hell!

What is hell?

Just now Peter has told the tip of the iceberg, and then there are hundreds of corpses in front of him. However, all the lives killed by Peter, no matter what form they are, they are still alive in the form of souls, and the only thing that can give them eternal life

The only way is to tear Peter to pieces, just like a ghost who works for the tiger. If he is killed by the tiger, he becomes the servant of the tiger. Only when the tiger dies can the ghost be freed.

But what is different from the ghost story in the idiom is that in the hell of the Western world, only by eating Peter's soul to pieces, these dead souls, with countless unwilling beings in their hearts, can they truly gain eternal life.

Use the souls of sinners to comfort the resentment of those who have committed crimes.

"Can't you understand what people are saying!"

No one answered Peter. An American soldier who had been killed jumped up like a gargoyle and kicked the opponent's head to pieces again. Peter spread his hands helplessly. It was impossible to kill all these innocent souls.

, because they will be perfectly resurrected again after the twenty-four-hour resistance bell rings, but I don’t know why these people’s brains are very zombie-like.

The monsters are not just ordinary people. The woman who threw the throwing knife just now is called Erica. Peter killed this woman at least four times in his memory. There are also mutant saber-toothed tigers, steel monsters, strange people, and leopard women.

, Smart Girl, hahahaha, it’s very enjoyable to think about how many souls I have offended and resented myself. They are in this endless hell, waiting with eager eyes, waiting for me to come down, and then start this endless world.

Stop fighting.

Peter was very excited, because he could only be very excited. An ordinary soldier rushed up again, thanking the system for leaving his body and not taking away his physical fitness and memories of the battle. Perhaps these are the things that are engraved on him.

He kicked the opponent away again and again. Peter picked up the mace next to the chair and jumped directly into the crowd.

"Come on! You idiots... if you have the guts, just cut me into pieces again!"

Why Peter knows so much about hell? This is not because someone told Peter, but from Peter's experience after he died hundreds of times. Wrong souls swarm in. When Peter swings his mace in a fan-shaped sweep, an ordinary person bites him behind him.

On Peter's shoulder, Peter's body turned quickly, and the zombie was randomly thrown out. Of course, blood and the tendon meat from Peter's shoulder flew up with it.

He grabbed a zombie's head with one hand and swung it with all his strength towards the oncoming crowd. Peter's arm lost all feeling, and the hand swinging the mace fell to the ground without knowing when. Just at that moment,

Erica sneaked up on herself again. She was wearing a sexy red dress, her skin was like dead wood, her black eyes, and her red anger was jumping little by little. She seemed to be mocking Peter, looking forward to the moment when Peter begged for mercy in pain.

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Peter smiled happily. It was just an arm, let alone an arm. There was no part of his body that had not been eaten by these evil ghosts. These real evil ghosts, Saber-toothed Tiger and others, did not care about liberation at all. They were

Wanting to watch Peter die in changing patterns over and over again, hatred made Peter understand at this moment the true meaning of how it is better to dissolve enemies than to marry them.

The pain in front of his eyes was already numb, and Peter was pushed to the ground. Once again, Peter became the spiritual food of these people. After some zombie evil spirits ate Peter's soul and body, his body actually produced a faint golden light. This is what is inside his heart.

When resentment ends, these souls are equivalent to liberation.

But don’t think that this is the end of the story. The next second, huge wings flew out of the darkness, and the real master of hell appeared. The unnamed devil grabbed the golden light and opened his mouth to swallow it directly.

However, the innocent souls on the ground didn't care about the devil's behavior at all. They still tore Peter's body apart, then chewed the delicious food in their mouths, with a look of enjoyment on their faces, accepting the cycle of reincarnation in which liberation or death was completely indistinguishable.

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"This is the three hundred and twenty-eighth time. Why do you still want to move towards the soul door? You should know very well that you can't reach it at all!"

At the end of the thirteen bells, Peter opened his eyes from beside a fire. Perhaps this is the privilege of the evil person. Even in hell, you have an environment similar to a safe zone, as long as you don't step out of the light of the fire.

Brighten the range, then you will not be attacked by any evil spirits.

The man next to Peter with light blue skin glanced at Peter and spoke. The person who spoke was Conqueror Kang. Although the other person was killed by Peter, he enjoyed the same treatment as Peter. It seems that the number of people killed by Peter has actually increased.

At the same level as Kang the Conqueror, no one can tell whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, but it feels very funny and ironic.

"Nonsense! I walked more than 700 meters last time. If there weren't enough corpses for me to fill in a bridge across the magma, I would definitely be able to cross your so-called natural chasm!"

To correct Conqueror Kang's ridicule, Peter is still relatively optimistic. Although he has calculated everything correctly, except for the hell environment, at least he is debt-free and light at the moment. Why did he choose to fight the system so strongly in the first place? There is no reason and no signs.

His brainlessness was actually because Peter was afraid, and Peter believed that in this world, even death would not be the end of eternal disappearance.

The result was that he had made the right bet, and the system chose to kill him at the last second. When his torn body was scattered on the ground in front of him, even if he could piece it together, he could not put it back together. Peter just floated on the spot, staring at the loss in a daze.

The world lost color, it was gray, everything in the field of vision was black and white, and then a crack appeared on the ground, and a big hand formed by countless arms protruded, and one of his legs was pinched by it, which he couldn't even avoid.

Then in the blink of an eye, he fell to the ground from an unknown height of several meters. There was another chirping sound, and Peter heard thirteen bells ringing.

"So what, being crunched by others, do you really enjoy this kind of thing?!"

Perhaps speaking from experience, Conqueror Kang refuted Peter, which actually left Peter speechless. Peter squatted next to Conqueror Kang. In front of him, this roommate who could be regarded as his mortal enemy sometimes also

It's quite cute. Maybe it's because there are only him and him beside the fire. If you don't talk to him, Peter will feel like he's not a person.

"Kang! I killed you a total of eight hundred and seventy-two times. Don't you enjoy it too!"

"Peter says these are worthless now. You might as well cooperate with me, as long as you are willing to..."

"I went to hell myself, and I went to the wrong service area!"

The Conqueror Kang didn’t know what he was planning. He was always looking for some random things and brought them to the fire. Of course, there were times when the Conqueror Kang couldn’t bring back anything. As soon as he went out, he was eaten directly. Peter

I have seen animals of unknown number, race, and even dinosaurs. Conqueror Kang is suitable for all ages.

"I strongly protest. I am a Chinese-American mixed race. I should be in the underworld, not the hell in the West!"

Standing up and roaring at the top of the dark head, Peter found that he would rather go to the eighteen levels of hell and accept the punishment of the ten hells than be in this hell now. He wanted to go crazy. It was too depressing here, and the only thing that made him uncomfortable was tears.

He had never even tried to cry. Conqueror Kang smiled disdainfully and sarcastically said again.

"You can still laugh until now. You are really like a lunatic."

"Do I have to wait like you? Maybe the preparation will be effective, but I still like the taste of meat, even if it is smelly!"

Peter does not believe that he will be trapped in hell forever. Even if he dies, he will still be glorious. Before his consciousness completely collapses, he must persevere. Peter will find that there are some problems in his body before he dies.

Extraordinary changes are like the transformation of ordinary people into zombies. The more times they are killed, the more their brains become dull.

This is what Conqueror Kang told himself. When he died fifty times, Conqueror Kang clearly wanted to invite Peter to participate in his hell escape plan, but Peter did not believe Conqueror Kang at all.

No one else would believe a supervillain who had killed himself hundreds of times, and it was impossible for Conqueror Kang to believe Peter. Rather than scheming with each other, Peter thought that savoring the fragrance of each other's flesh with those zombies might be the best way to do it.

The most correct choice.

"madman!"

Conqueror Kang looked at Peter walking out of the fire range again and murmured mockingly. Peter's end was already doomed in the eyes of Conqueror Kang, a killer who could persevere in murdering himself at hundreds of time points.

, no matter where you are, you can't change the other person's persistence. This is worthy of praise and contempt.

Peter aimed his arm at Conqueror Kang and raised his middle finger. In the dead silence, the slightest sound was very clear. What's more, Conqueror Kang did not want to hide Peter's meaning. The middle finger represented the international standard greeting, and

This is also not the first time that each other has teased each other. (To be continued)