He is obviously a big guy, but he always wins

Entertainment circle vase 10

Sephiroth is gone.

Literally gone.

Obviously Sephiroth was sitting next to Masamune last moment.

Masamune could still feel the residual heat from Sephiroth's body.

The barrage in the live broadcast room also spewed out in a more turbulent way after a short period of stillness.

"Safi... Safi is gone!"

"Why is that?"

"Is it an alien?!"

"Is it the darkness that just appeared?"

"A monster in the dark?"

"It's that! It's that curse! I know it must be that curse!"

Struggling to restrain and suppress, Zhengzong, who didn't go crazy immediately, saw more and more mentions of the same thing on the barrage.

His voice was cold, and his eyes were stained red.

He looked very calm, but his whole body revealed an extremely terrifying aura.

This is a completely different appearance from the "Mr. Authentic" seen by the fans in the live broadcast room through Sephiroth's live broadcast.

The excited fans gradually calmed down after discovering the authentic changes.

Even gave birth to the psychology of fear.

"What hell communication? Tell me carefully."

Neon Nation has many urban legends.

Like the girl with the mouth, the man with the gap, Hanako in the toilet, etc.

Some of these legends are purely made up by some people to gain attention, while others are based on events or characters that have happened in the past.

Hell communication is one of the well-known urban legends in the entire Neon country in recent years.

Legend has it that at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Open the webpage and enter the keyword "hell communication".

After clicking OK, the web page will jump to a special page.

You can enter the person you want to curse on this page.

Once determined, this person will inevitably enter hell.

This legend is relatively general, and there are not many people who can actually find the "correct" hell communication webpage at midnight.

According to the rumors, some people made a fake "Hell Communication" webpage, just as a joke.

Even so, there are still many people who speak with certainty.

"only……"

In the barrage in the live broadcast room, someone who knew more about this matter spoke.

"No matter what happened, it's better not to choose to curse others in this way."

"Because..."

"It is said that those who have used the curse of hell communication will also enter hell after their death, and will never be reborn forever."

"There is another point, that is... You can use this method to curse others, and others can use this method to curse you."

"I heard that those who have used hell communication will be marked by hell."

"Before the curse is cast, there will also be a scarecrow in the hand that comes from nowhere."

The fans in the live broadcast room talked to each other, and roughly explained what they knew.

And in another place that should be called hell.

After the girl with red eyes appeared for a short time, Sephiroth, who was surrounded by darkness, suddenly emptied his feet.

He started falling.

From the very top down.

The eyes are all pitch black, and the surrounding area is empty, as if it is in the air.

After falling for a while, he saw the direction of the ground, densely packed with slender blades.

These blades are long and dense, making it impossible to see the specific appearance of the ground, only to see these blades interlaced with each other and pointing directly at the sky, revealing a pure cold light.

as if...

An endless mountain of knives.

And in the mountain of knives, there are still many twisting human bodies, as if they want to break free from the mountain of knives.

But the more they struggled, they would only continue to slide down the blade.

And because the blades inserted into the body are inclined at different angles, the more they slide down, the bigger and more painful the cut wounds on the body will become.

As time went on, Sephiroth fell faster and faster.

In this huge and confused space full of pain and death, it seemed that there was an indescribable force restraining his body, throwing him down from a height.

The more you go down, the stronger the inertia of falling, and the harder it is to break free.

But Sephiroth was not in a hurry, he followed this force and began to adjust his body in mid-air.

He didn't feel any kind of power extending from his body, but saw a snow-white single wing spread out from his back before he touched the blade on the mountain of knives.

With a slight tremor of the wings, Sephiroth's falling body stopped in vain.

With an extremely elegant and relaxed posture, he landed his toes on the blade and stood firmly.

Sephiroth didn't see clearly until he stood on the blade.

Under this densely packed blade of unknown length.

There are countless people plugged into it.

Layer upon layer, twist and cry.

Bright red blood slid down the blade.

Going all the way down, you can't see the ground at all.

because……

It was a sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood was formed by the blood shed by these people who were inserted on the mountain of knives.

And among these people and the lower sea of ​​blood, Sephiroth felt some kind of strange power.

"Is this... the Sea of ​​Sin?"

The blood full of sin karma gathered into a sea of ​​blood, connecting all hells.

"Here, is the sword mountain hell in the legend of the east of the earth?"

On the earth, regardless of the East and the West, in their religious legends, there are descriptions of hell.

Sephiroth keeps traveling through different parallel time and space of the earth, and his appearance always attracts some special attention.

Therefore, I know more or less about the religious legends on the earth.

The wings on Sephiroth's back trembled slightly, a hole opened in the dark sky, and a ray of light fell on Sephiroth's body, illuminating him as if he would glow.

The sense of purity and holiness is completely opposite to this place.

Sephiroth soared into the air, followed the induction, and looked into a dark place.

Sephiroth pulled out the authentic sword from his waist, and the sharp meaning of the sword caused the mountain of swords below to tremble slightly.

The trembling knife mountain formed a force that reverberated throughout the space.

Where Sephiroth looked, a cherry blossom tree in full bloom suddenly appeared.

The whole space is a mountain of knives, but here is a small slope and a cherry tree.

Under the cherry blossom tree is the girl who suddenly appeared and disappeared, bringing Sephiroth here.

Next to the girl stood three people dressed in ancient costumes from the Neon Kingdom.

Unlike at first when they were frozen and unable to feel any emotions, at this time, including the girl with red eyes, the four beings who were forced to show up all looked panic-stricken.

They knew they were in big trouble.

"Yimulian, Bone Girl, Lunrudao... There is also a girl who is neither human nor ghost, with very obvious characteristics." Sephiroth's blade slid across the air, and the surrounding air produced ripples visible to the naked eye like liquid.

"In this way, it is really abrupt and rude to invite me here."

The authentic knife kept getting longer in Sephiroth's hands, already longer than Sephiroth standing in the air.

Such a long knife is simply beyond the grasp of normal humans.

However, being held in the hands of Sephiroth did not violate the harmony at all.

Yimulian, who is a sword and become a demon, feels this most clearly, and is also the one who is the most frightened among the few.Because he can clearly feel that the blades of the entire sword mountain and hell seem to have become a part of the person in front of him.

Those responsible for bringing mortals to hell and punishing them never felt this way.

It seems that this layer of sword mountain hell regards them as enemies.

"Why...why is this happening?"

"Miss, have you ever encountered such a situation?"

"Isn't he just an ordinary actor?"

"I don't believe that an ordinary human can have such power."

The bone girl and Lun Rudao suppressed their thoughts of running away, and asked cautiously.

Yan Moai, known as Miss, shook her head blankly, "...I have never seen such a situation."

Yimulian, who was sweating coldly, reminded: "I think... we'd better make a decision quickly, and you should be aware of that feeling of imminent disaster..."

However, they did not give more time for discussion.

Suddenly being pulled to this kind of place, Sephiroth didn't give them time to prepare for these obviously malicious people who wanted to throw him into the mountain of knives.

Sephiroth raised the knife in his hand.

"Although I don't know what grievances and grievances there are between you and me, but..."

But there is no more.

Sephiroth's knife has been cut out.

Yimulian and the others tried their best to escape with Yan Moai.

"This is not the power that humans should have at all!"

"who are you?!"

who am I?

Sephiroth raised his eyebrows slightly, "This is really an interesting question, didn't you bring me here? Don't you even know who I am?"

"...I can only fight."

Yimulian and Lunrudao stepped forward, and they asked the bone girl to run away quickly with Yan Moai.

But just before they argued for a result, Sephiroth felt a very familiar force.

Not only Sephiroth, but also Yan Moai and others.

"Something broke in."

A red chasm suddenly appeared in a dark sky.

Everyone looked up at the sky.

Sephiroth let go of the hand holding the knife, and saw his authentic knife flying up into the sky.

"This is……"

"This is…………"

"Authentic?"

Compared with Sephiroth, Masamune's power is not strong.

Although authentic is worthy of a famous sword, when it is held in the hands of Sephiroth, it can easily change its length and cut off huge war weapons.

Cut iron like mud, blow hair and break hair.

But being held in someone else's hands is indistinguishable from a hard and sharp blade.

It almost accompanied Sephiroth's life.

It wasn't until it fell into the hands of the government of time for unknown reasons, and the government of time felt its powerful power, that he became Fu Sangshen.

Putting it in the sword Fusangshen, Masamune is indeed a special and powerful rare Wuhua Taidao.

Because of his stubborn "justice" and his firm belief that only Sephiroth is his master, as long as he is summoned by other god judges, if not necessary, he will choose to jump into the sword solution pool voluntarily.

It wasn't until Sephiroth appeared and Masamune returned to Sephiroth's side that he really started to practice as Fusangshen.

Then at the same time, the government terminated the contract, Zhengzong returned to the sword, and the practice of Fusangshen needed to start all over again.

Its power has declined, and after that, it has been a long sleep and recovery, and even its own consciousness has come to the parallel world.

Sephiroth knows how powerful Masamune can exert.

It was his knife after all.

As long as it is held in his hands, he can clearly know it.

But what did he see now?

This has exceeded the power that Zhengzong can exert.

A hole full of flames was abruptly smashed into the sky.

His whole body was red, as if lava was hidden under his skin, Zhengzong grasped the knife that flew into the sky.

His body seemed to gain new strength, he turned around and split the crack with a knife, and the whole person fell from the sky.

Behind him, there are many sparks falling and falling, and there are many hungry ghosts chasing after him.

But Masamune cares about everything.

His eyes were fixed on Sephiroth.

Just like the day they first met in this world.

In Masamune's eyes, Sephiroth can only be accommodated.

His whole body was hot, as if he had just climbed out of a volcano, Masamune, who had almost lost his original appearance, stretched out his hands to Sephiroth.

"I finally found you."