The devil speaks to the heavens

Chapter 2 Devil's Turntable

By the sea, on a cliff near the sea, there is a slightly lonely figure standing quietly.

"It's snowing!" He stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake, and slowly raised his head, revealing that pale face, it was Mo Huai.

Looking at the snowflakes falling all over the sky, Mo Huai showed an inexplicable and complicated smile on his face: "Life is really as lonely as snow!"

"Huh?" The next moment, Mo Huai suddenly felt something, and suddenly turned around with his whole body tensed up. Immediately, he saw a long white line extending like a streamer in the distance. At the end of the streamer, but It is a long bullet.

"Missile? These guys, still can't help but want to attack me?" The moment Mo Huai saw the missile, his eyes tightened instantly. There was no trace of fear on his face, but the corners of his mouth curled up. There was a wanton and disdainful arc, and a crazy scarlet light appeared in the eyes.

The booming sound was deafening, as if it was ringing right next to the ears.A powerful air wave came oppressively, making the windbreaker on Mo Huai's body rattle, but he stood as steady as Mount Tai.

It was as if a large stone had been thrown into a calm pond, and waves rippled in the air.

Facing the rapidly enlarged bullet in his pupils, Mo Huai, whose body was covered in dark red flames, seemed to have transformed into Satan in an instant, two white lights gushed out from behind, turning into two huge angel wings, instead of retreating Instead of dodging, it shook the angel's wings and flew towards the warhead.

"Sword of Light and Darkness!" Mo Huai, who was covered in black and white light, let out a low and crazy roar, as if a huge lightsaber several feet long wrapped him up, and smashed fiercely with the missile warhead that was approaching at that moment. collided together.

Dazzling light lit up, and a huge flame light cluster in the midair seemed to be expanding, and the berserk energy swept away like a wave, drowning everything.

Almost at the same time, in many places in the world, some mysterious and important places that are difficult for ordinary people to set foot in, there were booming explosions, and it is unknown how many people lost their lives.Among them, there was a group of people in a slightly dim room who toasted while watching the missile explosion on the big screen.While they were toasting, the fiery flames and violent energy swallowed them up in an instant.

It was still at the seaside, half of the cliffs near the sea collapsed, and above the messy ground, Mo Huai had long since disappeared in the calm sky.

Did Mo Huai just die like this?of course not..
This is a strange and special space. In the darkness, there is a large turntable floating with colorful light, and there is a black pointer somewhere on the edge of the turntable.The periphery of the turntable is an elliptical mirror like a smooth screen.

On the turntable, there was a man lying in a windbreaker that was so tattered that the original style could hardly be seen. There were bloodstains on his body, his face was as pale as paper, and the faint rise and fall of his chest seemed to indicate that he was still alive.Looking at his appearance, isn't it Mo Huai?

"What kind of place is this?" Mo Huai, who woke up in a daze after an unknown amount of time, could not help but subconsciously mutter weakly, his voice sounded hoarse.

"Here is hell!" With a cold voice, a thick black light suddenly condensed above the turntable, turning into a pitch-black skull, surrounded by black air, and there were black flames beating in the eye holes of the skull. .

Seeing the skull, Mo Huai squinted his eyes lightly. He didn't show any panic, but smiled slightly: "Hell? Why didn't those guys who were buried with me before appear here? They deserve hell more than me, don't they?"

"Maybe..." Skull was noncommittal: "However, they are not qualified to come here."

"Why?" Mo Huai looked at the skull with interest and asked with a smile.

"Because they are doing devil's work, but they don't have a real devil's heart, so at most they are servants of the devil," Skull seemed a little disdainful of those people Mo Huai said.

Devil's heart?Mo Huai raised his brows lightly, his eyes flashed and he couldn't help saying: "Then you think I have it? That's why I came here? What do you want to do?"

"Congratulations, young man, you have been selected by the Devil's Proving System, and you have the opportunity to pursue great strength and supreme power," Skull said slowly: "Let me introduce myself, I am the system spirit of the Devil's Proving System , you can just call me the devil."

system?Sermon?Mo Huai looked at the skull in a little bewilderment and astonishment: "Didn't you say this is hell?"

"That's right! This is the system space, and it's also hell. When you come here, you have already stepped into the gate of hell. You can only go forward, and there is no chance to go back, unless you die," the skull said with an evil taste The cold voice echoed.

Immediately afterwards, before Mo Huai, who was a little dazed, could react, as the skull said the word 'open', Mo Huai immediately felt the turntable under him turn rapidly.Mo Huai, whose head was turned dizzy, felt light all over before he had time to say anything more, a gust of cool wind rushed towards his face, he seemed to have fallen from somewhere, and the wind whizzed by his ears ring.

Amidst the muffled sound, Mo Huai felt that his bones had been smashed into countless pieces, groaning in pain and cursing in a low voice, shaking his dizzy head, just trying to get up, when he saw a flashing sword pointing finger It touched his chest, and at the same time, a cold shout sounded: "Who are you?"

"I'm your uncle!" Mo Huai, who was depressed and annoyed, couldn't help subconsciously shouting angrily when he heard the cold shout.

The other party seemed to be stunned for a moment, and Mo Huai, who raised his head, could see his appearance clearly. He was dressed in an ancient long gown, holding a green steel sword. He looked about 30 or [-] years old, and he looked pretty good, but his lips were a little thin There is a cool taste.

The man in the ancient costume who reacted had a murderous look in his eyes, and was about to send the long sword forward to end Mo Huai's life. Amidst the coquettish voice, a woman who seemed to be in her 20s and looked pretty came in a hurry, holding the sword in her hand. He also held a sword: "Brother Qian, have you chased that kid? Hey, this isn't the kid just now! Who is this person?"

"I don't know either." The man shook his head slightly depressed and said, "Just now that kid was chased by me and fell off the cliff. He probably died. I don't know where this guy came from, but he can't stay. Let him live, kill him and go to the bottom of the cliff!"

The man said that he was about to stab Mo Huai to death with a sword, but Mo Huai couldn't help but said: "Wait a minute! Even if you want to kill me, you have to make me understand. At least tell me where this place is!"

"Hmph, you don't know what this place is, but you dare to trespass? This is the Dali Wuliang Mountain. If you dare to trespass into the forbidden area of ​​my Wuliang Sword Sect, you will be treated as a place where there is no place to die. Die! "The man who paused for a moment with the sword in his hand snorted coldly, trying to pierce Mo Huai's chest mercilessly again.

Hearing him mention Dali Wuliang Mountain, Wuliang Sword School, Forbidden Land, etc., Mo Huai's eyes flickered for a while, seeing him stabbing with a sword, he hurriedly dodged, but was still injured by him, leaving a big hole on his arm. A wound, blood flowing.

Mo Huai, who was still a little dizzy and frowning, was in pain all over his body as if he was about to fall apart. Without thinking about it, he rolled and fell into the cliff which was only three or four meters away from him.

(End of this chapter)