Chapter 332 Eighteen Hells, Just Want to Die

After a moment of shock, Liu Gongliang still dismissed it.

He stared at the ferocious judge's face, his eyes showing utter hatred.

"Even if you pry open my mouth with those heresy, so what?"

"You will still lose sooner or later!"

"My devotion to the Holy Queen will not change at all even if I go to the legendary Nine Nether Purgatory!"

At this moment, Liu Gongliang was barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes.

Everything he knew was already known to Yu Chen.

His life was completely in Yu Chen's hands.

But he still has his own pride, his loyalty to his queen, and his belief in the blood cicada. This is something that will never change even if the mountains and mausoleums and heaven and earth come together.

"For Yue Chan's era, everyone...will die a worthy death."

"Even if you kill me, I will still be waiting for you in the depths of hell!"

After the words fell, he grinned wildly, mocking the judge in front of him.

But Yu Chen was not angry because of this attitude. On the contrary, he just looked at him calmly.

Shake his head slowly.

"People are always ignorant and fearless before they have experience."

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible force bloomed from the center of his eyebrows, turning into transparent ripples like water waves, swaying around and covering Liu Gongliang.

Marriage dream magical power!

Weird!

This was Liu Gongliang's first feeling.

This power is intangible and qualityless. It does not belong to the power of flesh and blood, nor is it the energy of heaven and earth. It is indescribable.

But he could feel that it really existed.

Then, there is no more.

After the invisible force passed by, Liu Gongliang didn't feel any changes.

It's like a breeze blowing on your face.

"That's it?"

He looked at the judge in front of him and sneered.

But before he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred.

Liu Gongliang felt his eyes blurred, and the surrounding scene was spinning.

After his vision became clear again, he saw that the world had completely changed.

The familiar study room of the Ministry of Industry was gone, the closed doors and windows were gone, and the curling incense burner was gone.

What replaced it was an eerie and terrifying hall.

The walls, floor, and ceiling were all inky black, the dim yellow oil lamps were flickering, and the blood-red beams were horizontal and vertical.

The main hall was deceived, and a black and red table stood across it. At some point, the judge was sitting behind it.

Liu Gongliang was stunned for a moment, looked around and discovered more details.

On the walls of this palace, countless horrific scenes were carved lightly.

In the blazing sea of ​​fire, charred humanoid creatures howled hysterically in pain;

On the knife mountain in the cold light, a naked human figure was beaten like an animal by several green-faced and fanged evil spirits, rolling in the bloody blade, with blood dripping, flesh and blood rolled around, and white bones visible;

In the boiling oil pan, each figure was fried to a crisp, but they were still alive, wailing in pain;

On a reddish iron pillar, weeping human figures clung to each other, making a squeaking sound...

The scenes are appalling and extremely terrifying!

Even the most severe torture in the court is not as good as the one on this relief!

On both sides of the hall, ancient doors like ancient doors leading to the abyss were tightly closed and motionless.

"Wow……"

Perhaps because of his severe injuries, Liu Gongliang showed a mouthful of blood, but the panic in his eyes was quickly suppressed.

He stared at Yu Chen behind the desk and sneered: "You want to scare me with these things? You are too whimsical. Even if I die, I will die standing up!"

"I hope you will remember this later."

What answered him was the judge's emotionless voice.

Then, boom!

With the sound of heavy stones rubbing together, one of the eighteen doors slowly opened.

The green-faced and fanged evil ghost figure in the mural walked out with a sinister smile.

Uh-huh!

The blood-stained iron hook flew and penetrated Liu Gongliang's pipa bone.

Severe pain struck at that moment.

But Liu Gongliang did not change his color.

Since he dared to provoke the judge who was so powerful that he felt desperate, it proved that he had enough confidence - the consciousness to endure pain and rather die than surrender.

And this calmness began to shake slightly after being dragged to the door by the green-faced and fanged evil spirit.

Because he saw it.

Behind that door is a sea of ​​​​burning fire that will never go out.

At the end, he heard the judge's hoarse voice.

"The mural is not to scare you, but... your future."

boom!

The gates of hell are closed.

No more sound.

Only in the endless sea of ​​fire, Liu Gongliang's whole body was immediately burned by the blazing fire!

In a daze, he even smelled a burning smell.

It was the smell of his flesh and bones being burned.

At the same time, indescribable severe pain came from every pore in his body!

"Little tricks!"

Liu Gongliang stared at the green-faced and fanged evil ghost across the blazing fire, and sneered: "Isn't it just burning to death, or trying to make me surrender?"

But the other party ignored him and just played with a bone hourglass in his hand.

But there seemed to be a hint of emotion in the evil ghost's scarlet pupils.

It's called...sarcasm.

boom!

The raging fire burned Liu Gongliang's whole body to ashes!

His whole body felt empty and turned into ashes!

With his death, a grain of sand fell from the huge hourglass in the evil ghost's hand.

This was the last scene Liu Gongliang saw.

But the next moment, he suddenly got excited!

Liu Gongliang, who originally thought that his life had come to an end, woke up again!

His body was intact, and the blazing flames had endured for a long time.

Before he could react.

That blazing burning and pain once again spread from every inch of skin on the body!

pain!

Severe pain!

The unimaginable pain struck again!

In an instant, Liu Gongliang's body was burned to death again!

The hourglass in the evil ghost's hand once again dropped a grain of sand.

At this moment, Liu Gongliang understood.

——The hourglass in the evil ghost's hand, every grain of sand falling is a painful death for him.

So... how much sand is there?

One hundred thousand, one million, tens of millions?

For the first time, Liu Gongliang felt... fear.

The reason why he was so arrogant before was just because he broke the jar.

——Anyway, it’s just death and a handful of dirt, who’s afraid of whom?

But when he realized that he didn't know why he couldn't die, he began to be afraid.

When he realized that there would be no end to this torture over and over again, he became afraid.

The loyal belief and endless piety towards the queen suddenly became extremely distant and ethereal at this moment.

Rebirth, pain, death... the endless reincarnation seems to be endless, lashing Liu Gongliang's heart of stone again and again.

I don’t know how many thousands of years have passed, and I don’t know how many deaths and rebirths I have experienced.

Liu Gongliang, who was already unconscious, saw the last grain of sand finally falling from the hourglass in the evil ghost's hand.

The next moment, he was reborn for the last time and was pulled out of the sea of ​​fire by the evil ghost with an iron hook.

Liu Gongliang's mind regained a trace of clarity, and he allowed the terrifying sea of ​​​​fire to engulf him, but he was still laughing wildly!

"so what!"

"Endless torture, so what?"

"My officer, I'm here!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

As if he was laughing at the judge's incompetence, he laughed wildly.

But suddenly, his smile froze.

Because he saw that there was no trace of anger or frustration on the face of the ferocious evil spirit. Instead, there was still ridicule.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The evil ghost pulled the iron lock and hit the ground, making a crisp sound, and the dazed Liu Gongliang was dragged forward.

Then, stop.

Liu Gongliang suddenly heard a harsh gurgling sound.

He looked up.

Good guy!

An extremely huge oil pot is boiling!

As soon as the evil spirit pulled the chain, Liu Gongliang's body was pulled by a huge force and thrown into the oil pan.

In an instant, the scalding hot oil immediately enveloped every pore on his body.

He screamed.

Under the oil pan, there seemed to be countless hands, pulling the hot oil that he was sinking.

At the last moment when he sank into the oil pan, he saw it.

——The green-faced and fanged evil ghost smiled.

Then, turn the hourglass that has finished leaking over,

Torture, repetition.

At that moment, endless despair was like a dark tide, flooding Liu Gongliang's body and mind.

Bang.

He seemed to hear the sound of faith being shattered by fear.

Fear, not because of pain, but because of pain... there is no end,

Ministry of Industry, Minister's Mansion.

The dream has been ups and downs for thousands of years, but the human world is only a blink of an eye.

The magical power of marrying a dream pulls the unruly Liu Gongliang into the eighteen levels of purgatory in the fantasy world.

In the dream, the Eighteen Purgatory tortured and tortured repeatedly.

Liu Gongliang still survived the hell of fire.

But when he was in the Oil Pot Hell, he saw with his own eyes that the evil spirit had reset the hourglass, and after realizing that he had to endure countless tortures, he finally collapsed.

From roars of pain, to helpless cries, to desperate fear.

As he said, Yu Chen made him walk through the eighteen levels of hell in the dream.

——What a pity, the iron-hearted Liu Gongliang did not survive the eighteenth level of hell.

Otherwise, what he will encounter is... starting all over again.

All in all, after going through the eighteen levels of hell, Liu Gongliang had already surrendered.

What about the Holy Queen, what about Blood Cicada, what about pious faith, the unification of the world...it's all bullshit!

Now he just wants to die!

So after waking up from the dream, Liu Gongliang could no longer hold his tongue.

Although the real world only passed for a moment, no one could understand the pain and despair he suffered.

After the dream was shattered, Liu Gongliang collapsed.

Like a frightened dog, it lay on the ground.

Like a child again, crying bitterly.

"I was wrong! I shouldn't have done it! I deserve death!"

boom! boom! boom!

He fell to the ground with tears streaming down his face. He couldn't help but kowtow on the ground and cry loudly!

His cries were shrill, extremely sad, and seemed to contain endless pain.

In a daze, it seemed that they were back in the early morning, when Qin and others were crying in front of the majestic gate of the Ministry of Works.

This moment is just like that moment.