Zongman: I was a ninja in the age of monsters

Chapter Ninety-Seven: A Messy Hell.

Hell.

Another quiet and peaceful day.

Lying in the wine vat, Ibuki was incense, as usual. I woke up in a daze and took two sips of wine. A spicy breath that spreads in the mouth.

It is a highly concentrated spirit, brewed with the desperation of the wronged souls.

If it is an ordinary monster who drinks it, it is very likely to break through several small realms in one go. Of course, it is also possible to die because you can’t bear the excessive despair and explode.

But for Ibuki Shorai, these are rare to see outside, even the ghost clan must be for its gods to turn upside down wine. Now it has been reduced to the point where it is not even as good as mouthwash, and can only be used for a bubble bath all day.

“Cut”

“No taste.”

Ibuki pouted, spat out the wine in his mouth, and got out of the half-full vat. She walked out of her room and walked towards the [Temple of Strange Power] outside.

This is the request of the Ibaraki fan.

“Since he is a ghost king, he must show the momentum of a ghost king!”

As the strongest of the ghost clan, the titular leader. Ibaraki believes that Ibuki must sit in the Heavenly King’s Hall and accept the worship of all the oni races.

Of course, for Ibuki Shanrai, there is not much difference between the two places. But just a different place to drink.

Only, then again.

“Huh?”

After entering the palace, Ibuki suddenly found that today’s hell seemed to be a little wrong.

“What about people?”

She looked around, looking at the empty behavior around her, and a big question mark appeared on her little head. Ibaraki fan is not there.

It is understandable that she is a smart person after all and is always busy. But Xingxiong Yongyi is not there either.

This is also understandable, after all, she is also an alcoholic, and it is a very normal thing to wake up late or something. But the problem was that the guards at the entrance of the main hall were not there either.

The entire Heavenly King Hall, even the city of the Ghost Clan, was empty. That’s a bit outrageous!

When did the palace guards also learn to skip shifts? Could it be that those blue ponds in Gao Tianyuan called?

But even if it is called, it will not reach this point, and even the Praetorian Guard guarding the Heavenly King Hall has been transferred?

“Or did they actually do something that they didn’t tell me?”

Ibuki was a little angry.

She loves to play by nature, and she hates this feeling of being excluded the most.

“Okay, play hide-and-seek with me, huh!”

“Don’t let me catch you!”

Crushing the wine bowl in his hand, Ibuki entered “game mode” again. Play games one by one, she is serious.

It’s just that what Ling Buki didn’t expect.

She was excited and left the ghost town. When you plan to travel to other places in hell to find the ghosts who have disappeared.

“Where did the imp come from.”

“Go and go, don’t get in the way here.”

Suddenly, there was a voice that interrupted the progress of Ibuki Suika’s game. It was a Yan Luo.

He wears a hellish work uniform and holds a black-and-white stick of repentance. One by one, it is the weapon of Yan Luo, and it is also the status symbol of Yan Luo.

It’s just that Ibuki is a little strange.

Why does this Yan Luo in front of him have a pair of big black circles? It seems that the spirit is quite weak?

“Could it be that something happened to hell?”

Ibuki thought silently in her heart.

In this way, it can also be in time why those ghost races disappeared.

As neighbors of Yan Luo, the ghosts in hell often help them suppress the wronged souls who make trouble.

“However, there is no need to drain all the power of the ghost clan, right?”

Ibuki didn’t quite understand it.

What kind of thing can make the entire ghost clan move? Only, after a few moments.

When the curious Ibuki followed Yan Luo to the Santu River.

“Groove!”

Looking at the army of undead that was crushed by black pressure, piled up on each other, and almost filled the entire Huangquan Road.

Even if it was the well-informed Ibuki Chuxiang, he couldn’t help but be stunned in place, and he didn’t know what to say for a while before he could express the mood in his heart that seemed to be a galloping horse.

“How many people died here?!”

“The number of undead has filled the entire hell.”

“What’s going on outside?”

“Which way is this, the demon king has reappeared?”

“Or is it that the ancient divine war has reappeared?”

Looking at the terrifying sea of the undead in front of him, Ibuki was amazed.

You know, even if she was a ghost king in the great rivers and mountains and established the earth demon kingdom in the past few years, she didn’t kill so many people! Even, not even a fraction of these people, right?

“A hundred, or two hundred?”

“It’s less than a thousand anyway.”

Ibuki thought with emotion.

However, she didn’t get to relax for long.

“What a daze, just come and help!”

In the distance, the voice of the Ibaraki fan sounded.

Ibuki Chuxiang sadly discovered that he, the strongest heavenly king of the ghost clan, had even been pulled strong one day.

……

Hell is out of order.

Two hundred thousand undead is already far more than Hell can handle…….

–According to past experience, even if Yan Luo and the Jizo are fully operational, they can only help a thousand undead complete their rebirth in a day. Not to mention, among these 200,000 undead, there are also a large number of princes and nobles who should not have died at this time.

“Find out the cause of death, appease the grievances, go to hell, and reincarnate.”

“It takes three hours just to walk this lap.”

“Not to mention, there are some guys who are more complicated… In order to discern the sins they carried, the Yan Luo needed to spend a lot of time arguing. ”

This greatly reduces the work efficiency of Yan Luo.

According to Ibaraki Fan’s estimate, if all goes well, these undead will be reincarnated in two months. But the problem now is.

“They simply can’t wait this long.”

Ibaraki Fan said with a solemn expression. Don’t forget.

These undead all died in vain. And the ghosts who died in vain are the easiest to transform into powerful ghosts.

So don’t say twenty days.

If these unjust souls who died in vain cannot be properly placed, then I am afraid that in less than three days, this pool will be renamed [City of Dead in Vain].

“Huh?”

“So what to do?”

Ibuki asked with a look of disgust. She is not afraid of ghosts.

But I definitely don’t want to get along with these guys with abnormal brains all day. Once with them, drinking is not pleasant.

“What to do.”

“How do I know….”

Faced with the question of Ibuki Chuika, Ibaraki said angrily.

She was also pulled over by Zhuangding 4.8, and her heart was also full of resentment. But at the same time, she did not dare to vent the resentment in her heart.

To whom can she vent her anger? Yan Luo?

Stop making trouble, people are the real managers of hell.

Within the scope of hell, even if the sun goddess of the high heaven plain arrived, there was no ordinary Yan Luo who could speak. Awesome ghost?

This is even more unlikely.

After all, those powerful ghosts are crazy people, and they can’t even understand people’s words.

As for looking for the culprit who sent these 200,000 lives to hell and caused this great riot in the underworld to vent his anger?

“Don’t.”

“Forget it.”

Thinking about this terrifying number, Ibarakihua Fan had a shivering feeling.

What kind of demon and monster does this have to be so ruthless? Directly reduced the population of this country by one-tenth?

“I’m not going to look for him.”

“I haven’t lived enough.”