For three days, the real world was in this state of undercurrent.

Fang Lei walked around the world and knew the responses of the various imperial courts and the current pressure.

"Three days... the heat is just right."

After touching the bottom of the real world, Fang Lei appeared in the Olympus secret realm again this time, and he was relieved to teleport towards the distant Pluto along the formation he arranged!

Ultra-long-distance teleportation is already a means in science fiction, but for a true god, it is a slight meaning.

The deep space channel can be said to penetrate the original distance of the universe, making the journey that takes tens of thousands of years of flight shorter under the wormhole.

In the passage, watching a group of extraordinary people who had lost consciousness under their own means, Fang Lei snapped his fingers with a snap, instantly regaining their consciousness and their perception of time and space.

"Where is this? Why is everything except us, is black?"

"It's not the power of darkness... I can feel that this darkness is definitely not the power of darkness."

"Are you saved?"

"Don't remove the Avalon scabbard, it's a bit weird here!"

Memory is seamlessly connected. For these extraordinary people, their experience is to be swallowed by a black hole and then temporarily lose consciousness. When they are restored, they are protected by the Avalon sword sheath and are in such a depth.

Complete depth and darkness, without any concept of space or time, the only thing that can be felt is probably that they are flying rapidly towards their heads at this moment.

After anxiety, everyone felt relieved. They had been flying for more than an hour. No matter how poor the psychological quality was, they could recover.

More than an hour later, light appeared on the heads of the extraordinary for the first time, which was a dim and cold light!

But even such light made everyone who was always shrouded in darkness excited and alert.

Excited, naturally, excitement that the unknown of all this seems to be coming to an end.

Nervousness means tension at the end of the unknown, and more unknowns.

Everyone secretly mobilized their extraordinary power and was careful to beware of unknown risks.

boom!

With a loud noise, everyone suddenly felt like they were stepping on the ground, so they quickly dispersed and released their own strength one by one.

The Sanchong Taoist was holding a handful of talismans in his hand, and there was a white jade gourd around Xiang Youming, and Mie Toojimen was protected by a Shikigami who turned into an orc form. Artoria held Boss Fang in one hand and the hilt of the sword in the lake in the other...

However, after a lot of people, they found that there was no danger around them, and there was only a doomsday scene!

Not far away from everyone, there was a huge gate that was as big as a pillar of heaven. The left half of the gate was flawless and depicted various beautiful scenes. The right half of the gate was pitch black, and the reliefs on it were full of hideous and terrifying.

There are a large number of black giant trees in front of the door, similar to poplar trees, and there are ancient trees in the forest without any fruits and coconut trees.

However, both the forest and the gate were dilapidated.

A large number of ancient trees are falling from place to place, and in some places it is like hideous scars, no grass grows.

It was like... the whole forest was treated the most violently, and all that was left was a piece of dilapidation!

The same is true at the end of the forest. The gate, which was originally extremely majestic in black and white, was completely broken, and even the endless city walls on both sides of the gate were full of collapses and cracks.

There is the breath of doomsday everywhere, and there is the breath of war everywhere.

Standing in front of the boundless forest and looking at the huge wall that is incomparable to the Great Wall in the distance, everyone feels the insignificance and awe from the bottom of their hearts.

The sky is gloomy, and the thick dark clouds cover the sky, making the world dark.

The only light in the world is also emitted by the dark clouds, which makes this dilapidated world at least have a dim light.

The whimpering wind blew across the forest, and everyone looked solemn when facing such a scene.

Especially those people in the underworld, although they did not communicate much on the surface, they could understand the meaning of each other when they clashed with their eyes.

The air is filled with rich yin energy, which is equal to the yin energy of the underworld!

To be honest, if those extraordinary people die here, they will turn into ghosts and will not dissipate!

Those who can discover this kind of yin energy are not only the people in the underworld, but also the German necromancer and the sect master in Southeast Asia!

The power they practice is all this gloomy power, and it is most sensitive to the current environment.

But! Who doesn’t want to be an international superstar? Who doesn’t want to make a fortune in silence? Faced with such discovery and this cultivation environment that suits them, their eyes flashed.

"Where is this? What a rich breath of darkness and death?"

However, Seth, who had the old man with him, obviously did not intend to make a fortune in silence. At the reminder of the pharaoh, Seth, who found that the air was filled with yin energy, was the first to speak out.

"It looks like a city? But this city is too huge. We can't see the edge at a glance when we are so far away."

"Are there no silence, no breath of life?"

Everyone whispered to discuss, and they were curious and cautious about the current strange scene.

At this moment, Set suddenly discovered that Artoria's hand was still tightly held with Boss Fang, and turned into a pharaoh like a god. He walked a few steps towards Boss Fang, patted Boss Fang on the shoulder, patted him back a few steps, and his hand also broke free from Artoria's hand:

"Sorry, I didn't expect you to be so weak."

"I just want to thank you. If it weren't for you, we would have died long ago. You are great, you received the friendship of Pharaoh!"

"Of course, Miss Artoria is the most dazzling one. She deserves to be Pandragon's bloodline. She can actually make Avalon's sword sheath burst out with such powerful power."

After scanning the gloomy environment for a week, Seth found that Boss Fang and Artoria's hands had not yet separated, he immediately had a wave of tricks.

First, he took a shot and separated Boss Fang and Artoria.

Then he expressed that he did not mean it, and even began to thank Boss Fang.

Then, although he looked grateful, he was a Pharaoh on time in an undissatisfied tone. He was just a ghost.

Finally, lick Artoria for a wave.

One wave of operations can be said to be very 666, and the top operations of spare tires and licking dogs are probably the same.

Boss Fang knew this wave of operation, but he still said modestly:

"It's good to survive, but I'm actually trying to survive."

As he said that, Boss Fang looked at Artoria openly and shrugged: "But I'm very relieved that Avalon's scabbard seems to be completely integrated with me."

A dog-licking and a open-minded girl. Although she doesn't say she has a good impression of her, she still has a clear judgment on her superiority and inferiority.

She first nodded to Sait, agreeing with Seit's statement, then looked at Boss Fang, stroked the dumb hair on her forehead, and smiled like a flower:

"Congratulations to Mr. Fang. If you can protect the Avalon sword sheath, your future will be bright."

"Sister's head, Avalon's scabbard belongs to you, it's something from Pandragorn's bloodline!"

Hearing Artoria's words, the knight boy on the round table was immediately dissatisfied and wanted to fight for his elder sister's benefits.

However, Artoria rubbed his head:

"Silly kid, I'm satisfied that I can inherit so many things. It's nothing wrong with finding my own destined person."

After a pause, Artoria didn't know what she thought of, so she should rub it as a pat. She gently patted the boy's head, coquettishly:

"What about Picasso's paintings in the British Museum? Why don't Picasso's descendants say that the painting should belong to him?"

When Sett heard this, he felt sad when he thought about the fact that he had gone to the British Museum to steal the Book of the Dead. He always felt that Artoria was talking about herself.

After a conversation, everyone relaxed a lot. In addition, they had not encountered any danger for so long. After discussing, everyone walked towards the broken door.

They want to know, where is this? What has happened?

Maybe there will be an answer after the door.

The extraordinary power was exerted, and everyone quickly passed through the dilapidated gate, but the goal was to enter a huge deep pit, blocking everyone's way.

It is a huge deep pit that is several hundred meters deep and kilometers wide, almost endlessly along the entire city wall, which is undoubtedly full of shock.

Faced with such a deep pit, the underworld sent ghost soldiers, the Miei witch sent Shikigami, and the Swordsman sent a little ghost. He quickly confirmed that the deep pit was just a deep pit, but it was just a faint black mist, and there was no danger.

There is no danger, so we have to pass by naturally, because only in this way can we truly step into the world within the city wall and judge where this is.

In the sky, Sett flew directly from the sky with his priests, and so was the vampire Otto.

As for others, they could only pass under the pit. Fortunately, the edge of the pit was not straight, and although it was steep, it was not difficult for extraordinary people.

Even if it is a spell caster, the strength and sensitivity of the body are not comparable to ordinary humans.

"What is this? The ship? It looks very old."

Under the deep pit, a black and slender boat was buried half-hiddenly in the deep pit, and the boat was quietly inserted into the soil.

In the empty river channel, such a sudden existence undoubtedly successfully attracted everyone's attention.

But as everyone approached, in the deep pit that had been peaceful all year round, the dark and slender boat turned into ashes and floated in the air and disappeared.

"It seems like it's been a lot of years."

This scene surprised many people and had a deeper understanding of this sentence when there were years.

At this moment, the round table knight boy who was emitting silver fighting spirit at that moment, and Xiang Youming, who was floating a white jade gourd, spoke almost at the same time:

"I see!"

"I seem to have guessed it!"

The two of them spoke in unison, then looked at each other, regardless of everyone's unexpected gaze, the two said tacitly:

"If you go up again, maybe there will be an answer."

"Yes, I think so too."

So, in the silver Dou Qi and the sword light, two young men quickly walked along the cliff towards the deep pit. The others were not sure of their harshness and could only follow.

Get out of the deep pit and enter the gray wasteland!

Xiang Youming and the boy showed such a look on their faces, and the others could not suppress their curiosity and began to ask.

"Xiang Team, what did you see?"

"Xiang Team, you said, don't keep it aside."

"Mr. Knight, why are you keeping it?"

In the puzzled eyes of a group of people, Xiang Youming stood by the cliff with his hands covering his hands, behind him was a deep abyss, and in front of him was an endless plain. His voice was soft but confident:

"After people die, the gods will guide their souls through the darkness to the gate of Hell. The gate of Hell is behind the terrifying garden of Persephone. It is full of black poplars and unfinished coconut trees. The gate of Hell is guarded by three hellhounds named Cerberus. Anyone who enters the gate of Hell will never return to the world."

After saying this, Xiang Youming looked at the young knight in Britain with a smile.

Under Xiang Youming's gaze, the young knight was shrouded in the silver flame-like fighting spirit. He straightened his chest and continued:

"As we enter the underworld, there is a turbulent flowing black river, the Agron River, the River of Pain. The river blocks the way forward, and only a bearded boatman, Charon, can ferry the dead to the other side. However, the dead must pay a silver coin (Operus) to cross the river, otherwise they will wander along the river bank and cannot find a home. If those waiting for judgment have no money, they must wait for a year, and Charon will extradite the dead for free across the river."

After saying that, the boy looked at Xiang Youming provocatively. Xiang Youming didn't care, and smiled and continued:

"After crossing the river, there is a vast gray plain, called the Pastoral of Truth, and there are two roads connected here, leading to the Paradise of Elysees, the Place of Happiness, and the Place of Pain Taltalos..."

After a conversation, someone showed a look of horror on his face, and they already understood where this was.

However... this truth seems to be too unacceptable.

How could a group of the first group of extraordinary people in the real world come to this place where even the demigods can't get out by chance?

And...what exactly happened here, why nothing exists?

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn. Xiang Youming and the young knight looked at each other and said in unison:
Chapter completed!