The strange green Dead Sea hangs on the edge of Yongin City, filled with a dead atmosphere, as if it is the end of all life.

But on this sea where no fly can float, an impossible ship appeared.

It is not affected by the Dead Sea, driving the waves, and seems to be above the strange green Dead Sea!

The sky on the sea is red, and the clouds are also red.

The overwhelming crystal red looks very gorgeous, like a fairy tale sky.

But the millions of ordinary people in Yongin City did not think it was beautiful at all, they only felt fear and worship.

The worship came from the inability to resist.

Just because the scarlet sky completely swallowed up the day and night, and the light and darkness melted into the ‘scarlet’.

It was as if the real world was going to melt into the blood, and this blood naturally included them.

It seemed that as long as it wanted, it seemed to be able to swallow everything.

It seemed not to be the sky, but the eye of hell that was about to end everything.

But the ship that reached the shore could actually gather the scarlet light on its sails and wave its flag.

Everyone was stunned!

At the same time, they suddenly woke up.

The strange water added fuel to the fire, the red sky shook the sails, everything came from the vague figure on the bow of the ship. It turned out that it was never the sky and the water that represented death and the end, but him!

He is the master here!

The seven people who were called to the ship knew this long ago.

Yayan, Charlotte and others, including Yayan's mother, they had long understood that Wu Heng was not only the master of this red sky and green sea, but also their master.

It was Wu Heng who gave them strength and gave them the opportunity to change their fate.

Even if all this was exchanged for life and freedom.

But for ordinary people, for those who are still worried about their lives and physical illnesses, this is no different from the legendary master who chose them as saints.

Wealth?

Those tycoons who control power, monopolize wealth, and can destroy their entire family with a flick of their fingers are now just flattering their dog tails.

So Charlotte, Yayan, Diyun, and the other seven people bowed down to Wu Heng as soon as they boarded the ship.

The moss and rust on the deck seemed to have been specially baked, extremely hard, and uncomfortable.

But no one cared.

Outside the ship, the crowd outside the edge, led by the bureaucrats and chaebols, all knelt down at the same time, shouting "Lord of the Underworld".

"Great Lord of the Underworld, I am guilty and I am willing to repent!"

"Please forgive us and withdraw to the Dead Sea. It is our ignorance that offended you!"

"Thank you Lord of the Underworld for giving me the opportunity to take revenge!"

"Why did you drown my husband? He is just an honest and decent second-hand dealer!"

They were afraid, trembling, and even hated.

But they all bowed their heads.

Most of them were even excited, and they bent their bodies hard on the ground, wishing to press them into the soil, and they didn't even care that their faces were bleeding from the gravel.

He even deliberately rubbed the scratches on his face wider.

Blood flowed out, his face was stained red, the stone was also stained red, and the red was connected into one piece, like a miniature version of the red sky.

The second son of the chaebol crawling on the ground was full of hope and desire.

"This person likes red, so I will bow down to a piece of red, maybe I can get the appreciation of this 'master'."

"How can those six ordinary, featureless bitches get such powerful power?"

"In terms of talent, knowledge, courage, I am not better than them in any way, and that woman actually used a sacred potion afterwards and became extraordinary in an instant, how can they!"

At this time, there was more than one person who was filled with this mentality, or even the vast majority of people.     The greed for 'superiority' even surpassed fear.

So the more they trembled, the more pious they were, and the fear was constantly transmitted to Wu Heng, and everyone's fear was as rich as cream.

However,

Wu Heng didn't care about this. These fears and chaotic thoughts could not attract his attention at all.

Even if they were willing to kill themselves in front of him, Wu Heng would not be moved.

It was just because the plot world was too vast. There were more than tens of billions of ordinary people. He was just a super evil ghost, the Lord of Hell, not a saint who spread the law to the world.

Even if all these people were transformed into cursers, it would not have any effect on him.

Unless there were outstanding souls among them.

In fact, just when Wu Heng was thinking this, a worker in the crowd below shouted:

'Lord of Huangquan, I am willing to sacrifice my life and my soul to you, just to be your servant! '

Then he cut his throat with a cutting angle grinder.

This incident shocked the people around. They looked up involuntarily and stared at the worker whose head rolled five meters away and whose neck was like a faucet.

Red dyed his torso and the surrounding ground.

This place is more like a cult scene.

The people around were watching quietly, they both expected this person to succeed and desperately hoped that this person would fail.

And they looked at the angle grinder that fell to the ground, and the gears spun a pit in the soil.

Silence!

Even the voices of prayer stopped, only the body was still trembling.

The seven people on the boat didn't know what happened, but Wu Heng didn't say anything, and they also remained silent.

"Interesting, betting your life?"

Wu Heng sensed what was happening on the construction site and the death of the worker.

In fact, all the subtle movements of the entire crowd, even if he did not take the initiative to observe, were passively presented in his senses.

Unless he took the initiative to block everything.

Yayan and others were confused, they did not know what Wu Heng meant.

Wu Heng's eyes penetrated the sea, penetrated the steel bar cluster, and fell on the headless worker, which reminded him of his past.

He also gambled his life, and only planned to gamble once!

At that time, he was also so ordinary and so weak.

"The soul qualification of an intermediate spellcaster, huh, it seems that I have to congratulate you, you won this bet!" After Wu Heng explored the soul that had lost its body, he had to admit that the other party won the bet.

If the other party was the most ordinary soul, he would not give the other party a chance.

But this person's soul qualification reached the intermediate spellcaster level, which was one level higher than ordinary. Coupled with Wu Heng's memories, he decided to give the other party a chance.

The fear gathered above the crowd was transformed into a nightmare force, which fell silently on the head and the separated body.

"It moved. His body moved!"

"It's not the nerves that are not dead yet. He is really moving. His body stepped forward!"

"The corpse is alive, the headless corpse is alive!"

The workers around were so shocked that they forgot their piety and even uttered swear words subconsciously, just because the situation in front of them was too horrifying.

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