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Seeing this inexplicable situation, Steve was completely stunned.

Although the man had regained consciousness with Rosen's help, the way of awakening was completely inconsistent with the resurrection he had imagined.

"Mr. Rosen."

Looking at Rosen, who had retracted his arm, Steve opened his mouth and asked, "What...what is this situation?"

Rosen's eyebrows were narrowed as he stared at the awakened man, and his face looked a little gloomy, but within the gloom, there was a trace of clarity.

Turning sideways to meet Steve's puzzled look, he said in a deep voice:

"I seem to have been wrong about a concept all along!"

"What concept?" Steve asked.

"Your world is very different from my original world, and so are the creatures."

After a pause, Rosen thought for a while and continued: "Steve, I told you before that the souls of all creatures in my world have a unified concept, that is, the soul is actually an independent thought of the individual. Made up of information.”

"So, according to the concept of my resurrection plan, after loading the completed thinking information into a new carrier, the thinking of this life will immediately naturally give birth to thought activity, thus realizing the true meaning of resurrection."

"But your world is different!"

"In this world, even if all the processes of the resurrection plan are completed, it seems that active thinking cannot be born naturally. In my feeling, it is like..."

"Intercepted by some force to an unknown place!"

"Thinking activity?"

Steve was confused by Rosen's string of words. He grasped the key and asked: "Mr. Rosen, can you briefly explain it?"

"Ah."

Nodding, Rosen quickly thought of another wording, "In the words you can understand, it means spirituality."

"Spirituality?"

"Yes."

“Spirituality is equivalent to a switch that stimulates life’s autonomous consciousness and thinking ability!”

After confirming again, Rosen pointed to the young man sitting motionless on the breeding barn and said: "And this man is the only thing missing. Now all he has in his brain are the memories of the more than 20 years before his death. "

"If I use a metaphor, he should be similar to the walking dead."

"Spirituality?"

"Some kind of power?"

"Unknown place?"

While listening to Rosen's story, Steve thought about what he had just said. When he thought about the unknown land, something seemed to pop up in his mind.

His eyes suddenly opened in shock, and he blurted out his thoughts directly:

"Mr. Rosen, the unknown place you mentioned, couldn't it be hell?"

"hell?"

"Is there a hell in this world?"

As soon as he said these two sentences, Rosen quickly thought of Thor, the God of Thunder, Loki, the Evil God, and the so-called God King Odin whom he had come into contact with when he first arrived. He nodded solemnly, frowned and said, "It seems that there is such a thing. possibility."

"The spirituality in the soul was intercepted by hell..."

Seeing that Rosen also agreed with his idea, Steve couldn't help but feel deeply disappointed and said dejectedly: "Then humans on Earth will never be able to achieve resurrection."

"maybe!"

Shaking his head, Rosen denied: "I think we can try again."

Hearing this, Steve seemed to grasp hope instantly, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes.

He asked directly: "How to try?"

"When I woke him up just now, I cleared his mind."

Glancing at the man on the breeding barn, Rosen said: "In addition to discovering his lack of spirituality, he also vaguely found a trace of that unknown place."

"so……"

The hope in Steve's heart quickly turned into anticipation.

When they turned to look at each other, Rosen said: "So, I can try to see if I can recall his spirituality."

As he was speaking, he suddenly turned around and looked at the remaining 99 soul cradles still floating on the freezer on the other side.

"But since I have chosen to do this, it is better to let it go once and for all."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rosen immediately took corresponding measures.

His body slowly rose and hovered in mid-air.

The eyes that had remained normal these days quickly emitted wisps of light blue light, staring straight ahead, as if through endless space, approaching the unknown place that intercepted the souls of the dead.

at the same time.

His right hand was stretched out, and an energy invisible to the naked eye spread along his line of sight.

…………

Hell, a certain exclusive realm.

Here, the sky is dim yellow, the ground is earthy brown, and the land is a dilapidated scene. The hurricanes in the sky are eroding everything on the ground and spreading the rich smell of sulfur to every corner.

But in the core area of ​​​​this domain, there stands a large majestic palace made of pure black boulders.

in the main hall.

On the tall throne, a guy nearly three meters tall was lying quietly on his side.

He has red skin, long pointed ears, eyes made of blazing white light, long flame-like hair hanging down his head, and strong muscles all over his body showing his unparalleled strength.

His name is Mephisto, and he is a hell demon independent from the Seven Sins!

At this time, He, who was lying on his side on the throne, was obviously thinking about something.

As the devil who lives forever in hell, his lifespan is almost endless, so he will always find something to do that makes him happy during the long period of time.

Recently, while wandering around the world, he met a soul that interested him very much. At this time, he was thinking about what kind of contract he should use to get the soul of that interesting guy.

However, just as He was planning the contract regulations in his heart.

Accident happened!

A majestic force broke through the barriers of the dimensional world and rushed into his domain as if there was no one else around. While causing ripples of energy throughout the domain, it seemed to be taking something away.

"damn it!"

"who is it?"

Mephisto, who instantly sensed the change, stood up suddenly, his red face full of anger, "Which damn guy dares to steal my soul?"

The voice has not yet fallen.

His body disappeared from where it was, and he traced back to the source of the energy ripples.

…………

the other side.

The energy radiance escaping from Rosen's eyes, suspended in the steel pyramid, suddenly retracted, and his calm brows quickly frowned.

"Mr. Rosen, how's it going?"

Below, Steve, who was staring up at him, saw this change and couldn't wait to ask: "Has the spirituality in their souls been recalled by you?"

"no!"

Shaking his head, Rosen's body fell a few meters and said, "Someone stopped me."

"who is it?"

With his brain running rapidly, Steve guessed: "Are they those hell demons?"

"it seems that."

Rosen gave a specious answer.

Hearing this, Steve couldn't help but frowned and said in a solemn voice: "Then it's time..."

"Do not worry."

Before he could finish speaking, Rosen interrupted him, looking straight ahead, and said, "That guy is already here."

"what?"

The whole person was suddenly startled, and Steve turned around hastily, following Rosen's line of sight and looking over there.

Just turned around.

Steve saw that in the open space in front of the wall over there, a wide, dark gap was torn open in the void, and a thick, dark red-skinned leg stepped out.

finally.

The three-meter-tall hell demon Mephisto appeared completely in front of him and Rosen.