Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

".Issue a global red alert!"

This last sentence suddenly became intermittent, full of electrical sounds, and there was a major interference in the signal.

But after saying this, the signal on the other end of the phone was lost.

"Hey, Mr. Demer, are you still there? What happened to you?"

"Can you hear me? This is NORAD, and I'm General Meyers!"

There was a busy signal from the phone on the other side and the phone was hung up completely.

Putting the phone back on the table, the white-haired and thin-faced general in a suit frowned and looked at the chief of staff beside him.

"Is this the person you guaranteed?

Just when he was about to get angry, a soldier came quickly to report with a USB flash drive.

"Report, this is the USB flash drive sent by Mr. Demo."

"Play now."

A video on the USB flash drive was clicked, and a young man wearing a jacket with a scrutinizing look in his eyes appeared on the big screen.

"Everyone, I am a detective, but the things I investigate may be a little different from the mistresses, conflicts, and gangs you think of."

"It often involves mysterious events that cannot be explained by science."

"By chance, I found out about hell. If you distinguish and sort out various accident news, you will find that hell is real!"

"And it's big."

"The bottom line is that a portion of Hell has come to earth, and you have a chance to fight those skinless humans in the afterlife."

"After analyzing the strength of both sides, my estimate is that the hope of human victory is infinitely close to 0, because it is a war that does not belong to mortals."

"So, if there are any mysterious trump cards involved, the government should not hesitate any longer."

"Otherwise you, including me and all humans, will only regret in hell!"

The video in the USB flash drive has been played, and Harry Demo's personal information has also been placed in the conference room.

At the same time, an analysis report was delivered from the research room.

The report shows that after calculation, based on the area of ​​the proton cloud produced by India, its coverage area has exceeded the mushroom cloud produced by a 100-megaton nuclear explosion.

That's not one million tons, but one hundred trillion!

This will be the largest nuclear incident in human history!

At this moment, within the high-walled area of ​​India, the cursers have spread out and begun to attack all living beings continuously. Regardless of humans or animals, anyone who breathes is their enemy.

The TV station also broadcast this incident that could not be covered up:

"According to reports, this morning, groups of skinless people are attacking civilians in areas such as Kolkata, India."

"Where do they come from? What do they want? We're going to try to find out, and here's Indra Kapoor's exclusive report."

After seeing these sources, everyone came up with an idea: Maybe it really is the end of the world!

"Everyone, it seems that Paradise Reply, which has been sealed for 15 years, must be restarted."

In the conference room, the director of the Security Bureau said seriously.

“Heaven’s reply?!”

Everyone who heard these five words fell into shock. This plan was the last resort for mankind.

"Do you really want to do this?" an official asked cautiously.

"This is our last chance. If we are worried, maybe we can ask heaven for instructions now."

"I agree!"

"I also agree and agree to ask heaven for instructions again."

The meeting made a decision.

As for Harry Demer, who provided the USB flash drive, although he had fled to France at this time, he still did not escape his worries.

The hotel where he lived was suddenly plunged into darkness, as if the sunlight was cast into a shadow.

Outside the room, the originally noisy sound disappeared without knowing when and became very quiet.

Full of weird feeling.

"Boom boom boom——!"

There was a vibrating sound from the wall, blue current flashed from the wall, electrical appliances kept turning on and off, making harsh mechanical sounds, and blood gushes out of the water in the drinking machine for no reason.

Hallidaymer lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

Then he looked at the wall melancholy and said bitterly: "From the moment I discovered the truth about hell, I knew that I had been targeted by hell."

"I just didn't expect you to come so quickly. You must be in some kind of trouble, I guess."

The trouble he was talking about was the so-called Hellhole Incident.

Creak, creak, creak—!

Accompanied by the harsh sound of knives scratching, Deep Throat appeared in the hotel alone.

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She came to Hallidaymer's eyes.

"It seems that you know something, and it seems that you are not surprised by my arrival!"

Harry Demo smiled bitterly, reached for the cigarettes on the table, and took out a lit one, but his trembling fingers showed his inner uneasiness.

"Isn't it because I discovered the secret of hell? But I still want to say that this is unfair. I didn't open that kind of mystery box."

"You guys are not following the rules and showing up uninvited!"

Deep Throat shook his head slightly, and his damaged throat made a hoarse voice from his lungs: "No, you are wrong."

"Actually, there are no rules."

"Everything is just a screening method for us."

"But from the current point of view, there seems to be some misunderstanding between us, and there is also some cognitive bias between you and hell."

"Hell is to maintain order."

"I came to you because hell chose you. As for the secret of hell you said, even I am not qualified to know, how can you know it?"

"What you think is a secret is actually something that hell doesn't care about."

Faced with Deep Throat's words, Harry Daimo fell into a stagnation.

Hell chose him?

He was analyzing what this sentence meant, and finally couldn't help asking.

"Your soul is in line with hell, so I invite you to serve as the high priest of the labyrinth hell." Deep Throat said.

"High priest? Can I refuse?" Harry's heart skipped a beat.

He found that he really fell into some cognitive bias, thinking that the secret of hell was the fact of its existence, and he needed to hide his existence from humans.

He believed that only those who opened the mourning box would be caught in hell.

But now I understand that there are no rules at all.

Hell is free and arbitrary. The so-called mourning box is just a means for them to select souls.

Deepthroat stared at him and said nothing.

Harry Daimo's smile turned bitter, and he asked himself and answered: "It seems that it is impossible to refuse."

"Leviathan's will has determined everything."

"Any hell must have a high priest, and it must be a soul that meets the requirements. This cannot be changed, and you are the new high priest used for trading." (End of this chapter)