I'm a villain, not a devil

There was pitch black ahead, and it seemed as if there was no end in sight. In the deep darkness, it seemed as if a monster was opening its big mouth.

Sean raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Won't we know if we go in and take a look?"

The path was longer than expected, and the slope was getting steeper. Even Mio Shisan was a little puzzled: "I remember that it wasn't this deep when I came here... I remember that I fought the monster on a small flat ground."

Sean was observing his surroundings and found that his perception was somewhat ineffective here - to be precise, it was not ineffective, but extremely inefficient.

The surrounding rocks and soil seemed to have some kind of isolation property, and Sean's enormous mental power actually had difficulty penetrating the nearby stone walls.

At the same time, as we went deeper, the pungent smell of corpse oil became stronger and stronger.

The further down they went, the weirder the feeling became. Mio Shisan couldn't help but become serious: "I can guarantee that I definitely didn't come here that year, but I didn't find the wrong entrance..."

Sean didn't slow down his pace, but walked thoughtfully and said: "This place gives me a weird feeling of being out of touch with reality, but what's even stranger is that I always feel like I've seen it before."

"Deja vu? Have you been here before?" Mio Shisan asked curiously.

Sean shook his head. "I'm sure I've never been here. I only stayed in the city for a few days when I passed by Ilia. In fact, if you hadn't woken up when I was watching the monster image and it hadn't brought back some similar memories for you, I might never have come here."

Mio Shisan was slightly stunned, and after a moment hesitantly said: "Do you think this was arranged by someone, whether it was you or me? But isn't this a bit too coincidental?"

"Yes, it's too coincidental, so coincidental that it makes people feel that something is wrong, but when you think about it carefully, you can't find any flaws... Forget it, let's go in and take a look first."

Sean wasn't too sure. After all, it was the first time he let the Heart of Deception leave his body, and it wasn't surprising what this weird conceptual ability did.

In fact, if we really want to say it, if the Heart of Deception is not a supernatural power but a living being, then it may be closer to the so-called "God".

The only thing that is uncertain is whether everything he is doing now is guided by the magic of the Deceitful Heart. If so, what has this guidance helped him discover?

As his doubts deepened, Sean suddenly felt his feet go empty, and the area below him turned into an empty darkness without him noticing.

He floated downwards, and gradually, the smell of corpse oil became more pungent, and the deep darkness began to disappear, replaced by a deep red.

Finally, Sean reached the bottom, and at this moment, the ground beneath his feet had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

After glancing around for a moment, he pointed to one end of the sea of ​​fire and asked, "Is this the thing you encountered?"

When Mio Shisan heard this, she looked and saw a mailbox that vaguely resembled its appearance in life stuck in a crevice in the rock at the edge of the sea of ​​fire.

"Yes, that's the one!" Mio Shisan recognized it at the first sight.

Sean floated over and immediately found that the green mailbox was burned to pieces, but there was no sign that it was a living monster before.

"It seems to be dead? However, the thing I saw before had many parts of its body alive, but this..." Mio Shisan also discovered that the thing in front of him seemed to have always been dead.

Sean narrowed his eyes slightly. It didn't matter whether the mailbox was a monster or a dead object. What mattered was that this thing would not appear in this world.

He put the mailbox into his pocket and turned his gaze to the depths of the sea of ​​fire.

There seems to be something in that place...

Sean didn't look anywhere else, but just floated straight towards the depths of the sea of ​​fire following the source of the pungent smell of corpse oil.

Halfway through the walk, Sean suddenly froze in place.

Because, at that moment just now, he clearly felt that his connection with the Heart of Deception was broken!

His conceptual ability actually lost contact with him!

A large part of Sean's fighting power comes from his deceptive heart, and this kind of loss is something he absolutely cannot afford.

However, Sean only frowned slightly.

His superpowers were not stripped away from his body. If they were, with his current state of stored energy, he would have exploded directly without any room for maneuver.

Therefore, the Deception Heart did not disappear, but just lost contact with him. However, there seemed to be very few ways to make the Deception Heart lose contact with its owner...

The information he had obtained in the past emerged in Sean's mind, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Could it be that the Heart of Deception... has gone to another world?

He stood there and pondered for a moment. He did not rush to leave to look for the disappeared Fraudulent Heart. Instead, Sean strode forward and headed straight into the depths of the sea of ​​fire.

The pungent smell of corpse oil became stronger and stronger, and Sean finally saw the source of the corpse oil.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

His guess was correct, the smell did come from the corpse...

The sea of ​​fire was burning fiercely, and all Sean could see was a large number of densely packed corpses. Those corpses were hung high up, constantly being roasted by the scorching heat, and disgusting black liquid oozed out of their skin and continued to fall into the flames.

What's even more bizarre is that although corpse oil continued to seep out, the people who were hung did not appear to be shrinking. They just opened their mouths and eyes wide, as if they were making silent screams of pain.

However, Sean, who had seen countless strange scenes, would not be moved by this. What made him stand there in a daze was something else.

Each of the hanged bodies was wearing the clothes they wore when they were alive.

A young man in blue jeans and a work jacket, with headphones hanging around his neck. A fashionable man in a stand-up collar windbreaker and sunglasses, holding a trendy brand bag. A girl in black stockings in a sexy uniform, with a cell phone in front of her body.

Countless people of all kinds, countless people like this, countless... modern people.

Sean was struck by lightning. He looked at the scene in disbelief. The corpses in front of him were definitely not the poor creatures in the wasteland, nor were they the residents of the high-tech world before the end of the world.

They... clearly came from the world before Sean traveled through time!

Sean looked up and saw what was hanging the bodies - a relief mural with no end in sight, floating in the air.

Snack shops, broken roads, electric poles and the sparrows on them...

That was a street that Sean was extremely familiar with, a world where he had lived for many years!