Infinite Throne

Eighteen levels of hell, each one more painful than the last.

The entrance to the next level is a pitch-black black door, made of unknown material and very heavy. The ghosts who have been tortured in the tongue-pulling hell have to go to the next level of hell, and the sentence will be determined according to their crimes in their lifetime.

The ice and snow wings behind Lin Yebai fluttered, and he jumped directly into the black door. The next level is the scissors hell, where the ghost is holding the ghost and cutting off ten fingers.

This is also not Lin Yebai's choice. He gave up the first two levels of hell, and Mr. Fear is still in the tongue-pulling hell, doing various experiments.

If the conditions for leaving the copy are triggered, Mr. Fear will feel it, but he will not gain anything by pulling out the ghost's tongue himself or assisting on the side.

He had an idea that he was most reluctant to try. Does he have to pull out his own tongue? Mr. Fear had a weird intuition that the condition for leaving the copy was probably this.

What exactly was Lin Yebai thinking when he set up the copy? This is such a terrifying person that he doesn't even let himself go.

Mr. Fear hesitated. Does he want to pull out his tongue? Even if he wins the game, he will lose his dignity. But he has already lost his dignity once, so in comparison, the tongue-pulling hell is not unbearable.

If Lin Yebai wins, the world of ghost stories will be upgraded. If Mr. Fear wins, he will gain control of the world of ghost stories and can use the world of ghost stories to nourish his own world.

Mr. Fear made a resolute decision.

Lin Yebai has reached the third level, the Iron Tree Hell.

Anyone who sows discord and stirs up trouble in the world will go to the Iron Tree Hell. The iron trees are full of sharp blades, which pierce the back of the tortured person and hang them on the tree. After this punishment, they will go to the next level of hell.

Compared with the first two levels of hell, the Iron Tree Hell is within Lin Yebai's tolerance. He didn't even put away his wings of ice and snow. He approached the tallest iron tree in the center, took the sharp blade on his back, and then hung at the highest point.

There are many iron trees of different heights in the Iron Tree Hell. The taller the tree, the more intense the pain, but the shortest time of punishment.

Lin Yebai didn't want to be caught up by Mr. Fear, so he chose the tallest tree. As long as he hung on the tree for an hour, his punishment would end and he could enter the next hell.

Because Sui Sui couldn't tell Lin Yebai and the Dragon King apart, the Dragon King always wore black clothes. When in the main god space, Lin Yebai wore white clothes most of the time, which was extremely plain. The material was slightly higher than ordinary clothes and could not achieve the protective effect. Of course, even the top protective clothes would be weakened in the copy.

The sharp blade pierced Lin Yebai's back without any accident, very smoothly, blood dyed the white clothes red, and sporadic gold fragments could be vaguely seen.

After inheriting the inheritance of the gods, Lin Yebai's blood color changed, and it has been turning into gold. The flowing golden luster can be vaguely seen, which contains extremely rich vitality and even the power of law.

The blood flows down along the branches of the iron tree and gradually merges into the roots. When the strong wind blows in the wilderness, the branches and leaves shake, and a larger wound is cut in the body.

The blood gradually flowed down, covering every branch. The iron-gray tree was covered with a layer of blood, mixed with fine golden light, and the strangeness was filled with holy divinity.

Lin Yebai was pale due to excessive blood loss, and his expression was unusually calm. The iron tree was not an ordinary sharp blade, and it should have the ability to enhance pain. For Lin Yebai, it was also a bit unbearable.

But this was not enough to shake his will. Compared with the experience in the last world, he felt that hanging on the tree so calmly was also a good experience.

Jesus was nailed to the cross and sublimated by suffering. And Lin Yebai, who was pierced by the sharp blade and stained with blood throughout the iron tree, also shocked the audience in the live broadcast room.

The pair of ice and snow wings drooped down meekly, allowing the sharp blade to pierce Lin Yebai's back. Even after multiple reinforcements, this young prince still showed a palpitating fragility when he was re-pressed into a mortal, as if he would fall asleep forever at any time.

But he was always calm, and even had a kind of hidden gentleness due to silence, which made people climb and break, and showed no attack power at all.

[Taibai Rabbit Milk Candy]: Is this what I can watch?

[Soft Cat Ears]: Pain and happiness

[Yuzhi** Milk Tea]: Suffering can really make beauty even better

[Happy Little Sheep]: Woo woo woo, more

Ordinary people would lose their lives if they lost blood to this extent.

Lin Yebai was just a little weaker than before. He even sensed the internal structure of the iron tree through the spreading blood. This is a law creation, mainly based on pain and sharpness.

If it can be used in the sword intent, it can make his combat power even better.

Lin Yebai once received the eternal gift of the plane as a tree on the green grassland. His blood also contains the power of the former sacred tree, which gradually penetrated into the iron tree and urged the iron tree to grow.

The entire Iron Tree Hell was dead silent, a hopeless iron-gray color, but at this moment, the iron tree in the center was stained with blood, faintly revealing golden light, with branches and leaves growing upwards and pure white buds growing.

Time passed by minute by minute, and an hour was about to end.

The iron tree may have noticed that Lin Yebai was about to leave, and did not want him to miss the scene of blooming, so it domineeringly extracted the power of other iron trees and quickly gave birth to those pure white buds.

The rustling sound was like falling snow, and the flowers on the tree were almost the same color as the white clothes Lin Yebai was wearing, and he was hanging on the top of the tree, his eyebrows and eyes were reflected by the gorgeous flowers, like a painting.

It was not a creation of the human world.

It was like a legend left by the Holy Spirit.

The time has come, and Lin Yebai is finally able to leave the iron tree. His wings of ice and snow move slightly, and he breaks away from those sharp branches, brushing off the petals, and intends to continue to the next hell.

The iron tree, which was originally in full bloom, withered in an instant when he left. The pure white petals followed Lin Yebai's figure and melted into the white clothes with mottled blood, covering all the blood.

Although his injuries have not healed, the clothes on Lin Yebai have become different. There is a stream of light, and the elegance is accompanied by a sense of coldness. Those petals blend into it, producing some unknown changes.

In the copy, he did not have much time to study whether these changes are good or bad, and there is no second set of clothes to change. The storage space is not available, even if the clothes have negative buffs, he has to continue wearing them.

The time consumed by flying, plus the time consumed by the iron tree hell, Lin Yebai reached the fourth layer of hell, and three hours had passed. A petal can only last for six hours. He must pass through more layers of hell as soon as possible, otherwise he will lose his current advantage.

The fourth layer, the evil mirror hell.

In front of this mirror, all sins are reflected.

This world is made up of mirrors. The sky and the ground are all various mirrors, so it is particularly weird.

There is a huge mirror in the center, which is bright and clean.

Lin Yebai stood in front of the mirror, reflecting his previous life.

A pale bone knife pierced through the enemy's neck and heart countless times, no matter who the opponent was or whether he had made achievements.

Anyone who is an enemy will die.

A winding river of blood flowed out of the mirror, as if a huge and sacred will was counting Lin Yebai's evil deeds, blaming and judging him.

The ice and snow condensed into the shape of the Wusheng Knife. Lin Yebai held the hilt and slashed with one knife.

There was no blessing from thunder, only frost and snow, and pure knife intent - annihilation. After passing through the Iron Tree Hell, the knife swung from his hand seemed to be sharper.

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the bright mirror cracked from the center, and then quickly broke into pieces.

[A Mistake Was Made in the Melon Field]: The Little Demolition Expert Appeared!

[Super Rich Orange Seat]: Our cub is awesome, Mr. Fear can only follow behind and eat dust

[Cuckoo Chicken]: I remember there is a hell where saws are used to saw from the middle of the legs upwards...

[Primary school students are skipping homework]: Rub hands expectantly

Countless fragments fell, fluttering, hitting the ground with a crisp sound, and the endless mirrors reflected the figure of Lin Yebai flying away. The white clothes he wore, the tiny mirrors blended into it silently, turning into cold streams, just like the petals of the iron tree before, slowly transforming the robe he wore.

The power of the petals was withdrawn again due to this knife, and the power of frost and snow was only about one hour left.

Lin Yebai quickly reached the fifth level of hell, the steamer hell. Those who spread rumors, slandered and insulted in the world will be sent to this hell and punished by the steamer.

Similar to the iron tree hell, as long as you stay in the steamer on the top level for one hour, it will be considered a punishment.

Lin Yebai sat cross-legged on the top floor, with countless hot air sweeping over him. With the power of frost and snow protecting him, he could still bear it temporarily. Countless ghosts below were screaming and wailing in great pain, a scene of purgatory.

When Lin Yebai was tortured, Mr. Jingju lost his ability to speak and his fingers, and his movements were extremely inconvenient, so he spent a lot of time on the journey.

After an hour, the corners of Lin Yebai's eyes turned red. After being steamed, his clothes and long hair were all wet due to the steam, and even his cold and calm eyes were much warmer.

One of the petals was completely consumed, and Lin Yebai only had three petals left. Next was the sixth layer of copper furnace hell, which was similar to the punishment of burning. Lin Yebai needed to be locked on the red-hot copper pillar in the center for an hour.

The frost isolated most of the heat, so that Lin Yebai would not be roasted, but the rising temperature still made him feel dehydrated. This excessive weakness experience had not happened for a long time, and he even felt a little drowsy.

But he woke up quickly and couldn't sleep here. If he is not properly controlled, he may be seriously injured by the copper pillar, which will affect the subsequent process.

[Charcoal Grilled Dragon]: I suspect this is a food processing factory

[Mistakes Made in the Melon Field]: Steaming, grilling, and checking ingredients, it really looks like a processing factory

[Ordinary Me]: I really want to catch a few to taste

[Soft Cat Ears]: I want to support my cubs woooo

[Peerless Famous Director]: Mom is so heartbroken woooo

[Class Representative]: The child is hurt, but the mother is hurt

After Lin Yebai left the Copper Furnace Hell, he went to the seventh layer of hell, the Knife Mountain Hell. The frost and snow power of the Copper Furnace Hell was consumed too quickly, and there were only three hours left for new petals. The Knife Mountain Hell needed to climb up the Knife Mountain, and the entire Knife Mountain was stacked in disorder, and blades could appear everywhere, making it almost impossible to dodge.

Lin Yebai's left hand and foot could not move, so he could only climb with the wings of ice and snow, and could not fly directly to the top of the mountain. He added a thick ice cover to himself in advance, and then slowly went up to face the Knife Mountain.

Even though the ice cover was very thick, it was inevitable that it would be penetrated by the suddenly leaping blades. The white clothes in the ice cover almost completely turned bloody, and sometimes the tip of the knife could jump out from under the soles of the feet.

And his left foot was completely unaware, and he didn't know where he stepped on it. He continued to move forward, leaving a winding bloody road on the mountain of knives.

This level of hell was really tragic and difficult.

Lin Yebai was lucky more than once that he got a little red flower in kindergarten, otherwise, with his current hemiplegia, he would have fallen in the previous levels of hell.

When Lin Yebai reached the top of the mountain, the robe he wore was much heavier, and the petals of the iron tree, the fragments of the evil mirror, the steamer clouds, the flames of the copper furnace, and the sharp blades of the mountain of knives were quietly integrated into it, forming various divine patterns.

The Monopoly game is always fair, and there is always a reward for every effort.

Lin Yebai has passed five levels of hell, and only four levels are left to get out of the dungeon. When Mr. Fear came to the third level, he was a little happy to see that the punishment of this level of hell was acceptable to him, but soon found that even if he hung on the iron tree for half a day, he would not have the corresponding number of times.

The hell that has been used is invalid for the second time. Mr. Fear hung on the tree and successfully figured out the rules, and he couldn't laugh at all. Could it be that he could only pick up the punishment that Lin Yebai didn't want to accept?

Who knows what kind of torturous hell will appear later. At this point, he can only speed up and try to catch up with Lin Yebai's progress.

Lin Yebai has come to the eighth level of hell, the iceberg hell. This is equivalent to his base camp. Even if the attributes are completely sealed, he has a strong resistance to frost and snow, and he easily climbed to the top of the mountain.

There are only three levels of hell left, and the dawn of victory can be seen.

The ninth level of hell, the oil pan hell.

Lin Yebai thought about it and decided to leave it to Mr. Fear. Only by learning to share can you gain happiness.