ghost world

Tomorrow quickly becomes today.

Shi Feixia and the others lined up in high spirits to send Mammon and Metatron out of the store.

The means of transportation is still that cool carriage.

Shi Feixia looked up at the diamond on the roof of the carriage, and couldn't take his eyes off for a long time.

Mamen said with a smile: "I will deal with the issue of appropriately relaxing the tourist pass from Hell to Noah's Ark when I return to Hell."

Shi Feixia's eyes lit up, "Do you want to consider leaving a will or a suicide note first?" I heard that traveling to the Tenth World is a high-risk trip.

"Last words? Last words?" Mammon's smile revealed a hint of danger.

"I'm thinking about you." Shi Feixia lowered his voice suddenly, and said seriously, "You and Metatron will probably have a lot of fun, forgetting to eat and sleep, if you worry about this matter in such a happy atmosphere, it would be too bad. .If you leave your last words and suicide notes, you can have no worries. From now on, you will hold hands with your little hands and never look back. So you don’t have to worry about it."

"As a Demon Lord, I think your worries are unnecessary."

Shi Feixia chose the next best thing, "Then have you considered donating money?"

"Yes. I get people to donate to me every day."

"Or advertise? I can hang your photo at the door of Noah's Ark, so that all guests can admire your face."

"Contacting the last words and suicide notes you mentioned just now seems to be a bad idea."

There is also such a thing as a moldy head in hell?What could be worse than going to hell?Shi Feixia finished slandering in his stomach, and continued to make amends with a smile: "...Well, what about investment? Noah's Ark has a unique monopoly resource."

"Others can still consider it." Mamen said, "It's a pity that Noah's Ark has you and Isfiel, the risk is too high."

Shi Feixia said: "As a weak and fragile human being who needs to be handled with care, I think your worries are unnecessary."

Mammon smiled and followed Metatron into the car.

When the car door was closed, Shi Feixia sighed and said, "Obviously I have opened so many nightclubs, but I still look like a miser."

The carriage rushed forward, and then stopped abruptly as if encountering some resistance.

Shi Feixia sighed without realizing it: "However, to be able to watch Yan Wu and seduce Yan girls every day, and to squander countless treasures, life in hell is really very happy."

He squinted at Jin.

Jin rushed to the carriage and blinked.

"Are there really many porn dancers and girls in hell?" Layton leaned forward.

Shi Feixia pouted at the carriage, "Ask the boss."

The carriage suddenly turned around, and the flames rushed to both sides like boiling hot water!

creak creak...

A criss-crossed shining electric grid lay between the carriage and Noah's Ark.

The fierce horse raised its head, raised its front hooves high, neighed, turned its head around, and rushed towards the deeper darkness!

in the carriage.

Metatron sat quietly on the fur blanket, his smooth, light-blond hair blowing from behind his ears to his waist, half pillowing his legs.

Mammon looked at it for a while, then took out a bottle of wine from the hidden compartment.The dark red liquid was shaking gently in the glass bottle. "This is Fatidu, one of the best red wines in hell."

Metatron turned his head sideways, staring at him with pure eyes.

Mamen was slightly uncomfortable, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Are you admiring me?"

"I'm wondering if hell is really as happy as Feixia Shi said." Metatron said lightly.

Mamen's heart skipped a beat, and a secret joy welled up at random.He quietly tightened his fingers holding the wine bottle, and said in a very calm tone: "Perhaps, you can try it yourself."

"I can't." Metatron didn't leave any leeway.

Mammon's fingertips slipped from the neck of the bottle to the bottom of the bottle, and then she smiled and said, "Isn't it okay to taste the wine from hell?"

Taking out two glass goblets, Mammon poured a third of the glass.

Metatron took the glass and shook it lightly.

The aroma of the wine slowly drifted out as he shook it.

Mammon raised his wine glass and said, "For us to meet again."

Looking at the strangely colored liquid in the wine glass, Metatron said in a low voice, "Have you ever regretted it? Abandoning glory, brilliance, God's grace, and degrading to that barren land?"

Mamen was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "I regret it."

I regret not seeing you again before I fell.

I regret that I will never see you again after falling.

I regret not pulling you to fall together!

Metatron's half-drooped eyelids covered the momentary light, "Isfiel once returned to heaven."

"But he fell again." Mammon still can't understand what he is going up and down, and what he is tossing about.

"At least it proves that the fallen angels are not unable to return to the embrace of God."

Mammon understood what he meant, "Today's prosperity in hell is built up bit by bit by me."

The light in Metatron's eyes gradually faded.

"It's not because of my love for hell, but because of my pursuit of money and wealth." Mamen swung the wine in his glass, "Leaving heaven is because I can no longer suppress my desire."

Metatron raised his eyes and said with a smile: "I have heard many legends about hell. Those are very wonderful stories."

From barrenness to prosperity, every fallen angel has paid too much.

Metatron thought, no one has the right to take them away from the paradise they cultivated with their own hands.

The carriage moved quietly, gradually melting into the darkness and silence.

Different from the other nine realms, the entrance and exit of the tenth realm is like a huge exhaust fan, constantly sweeping out the objects that try to get close.Any aircraft that wants to enter the Tenth Realm must install a protective cover to reduce the impact of strong winds, and then rush over at full speed.

Although the hell carriage does not have a protective cover like an aircraft, it has a barrier of mammon.

Litma just rushed into the tenth realm with ease according to the original speed.

Metatron and Mammon were sitting in the carriage, only to feel a sudden light outside.

Mamen removed the barrier, and the surrounding temperature suddenly rose.

Metatron stared, and the temperature slowly dropped again, maintaining at around 22 degrees.

Mamen opened the door, the dazzling yellow sand covered the sky, the sky was white, and at a glance, there was light everywhere.

"It's the scene that the elf encountered." Mammon closed the door again, commanding the horse to move on.

Metatron thought about it.

"What are you thinking?" Mamen squinted at him for two days and two nights, but never drank a drop of wine.

Metatron said, "I wonder where they live."

The yellow sand all over the sky is obviously not a suitable place to live.

Mammon finally couldn't bear to take the wine glass away from his hand.

Metatron's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he whispered, "Sorry."

"Have quit drinking?" Mamen drank the wine in the glass, and slowly licked her lower lip with the tip of her red tongue, "I remember you used to like wine tasting."

Metatron said: "I haven't drank it for a long time, and I forgot how to drink it."

Did you forget me too?

Mammon held the wine glass and threw it into the secret compartment.

"Look." Metatron looked out the window.

Knowing that he just wanted to break the embarrassment, Mammon took the opportunity to lean over.The moment his shoulders touched, he clearly felt Metatron's trembling through the fabric, followed by the warmth from his skin.

His heart fluttered, and he almost wanted the carriage to stop comfortably.

"This should be the view that Titan saw." Metatron's voice blew in his ears.

Mammon followed his gaze.

In front of the carriage, where the yellow sand and the sky were supposed to connect, a wall of fire connecting the sky was burning.As the carriage got closer and closer, the wall of fire gradually revealed its original hideous appearance.

"What a big fire." Metatron noticed that there was indeed a small gap in the middle of the fire wall, which could allow a person to walk through.No wonder the Titans dare not pass.Judging from the width of the channel, as long as Titan fails to stand firmly, he may be scorched, and it is difficult to turn back.

"Shall we go through?" Mammon stopped the carriage and turned to look at Metatron.

Since his body was still half-slanted, the distance between the tip of his nose and Metatron's neck was only five centimeters.

Mammon suddenly realized that this was not a kind of enjoyment, but a kind of suffering.Especially now that he neither wants to retreat nor dare to enter, and his whole body is trapped in the quagmire of sweetness and pain.

Metatron seemed unaware of the ambiguous distance between the two, and turned his head firmly towards the fire wall, "Okay." He raised his hand, and the crystal light circle spread from his palm, surrounding the carriage like a layer of light. Transparent light film.

Mammon snapped her fingers.

The fierce horses neighed in unison, rushing into the wall of fire like arrows.

The light film is like a glass ball, blocking the heavy flames outside.

The carriage was fast, and the flames on both sides were carried across.

Metatron suddenly let out another circle of light.

Mamen said, "What's wrong?"

"The flames are squeezing toward the middle," Metatron said.

Mamen's body quickly moved from the inside of the carriage to the roof of the carriage.The raging fire in the front, top, left and right is like a warm quilt, wrapping the entire carriage in the middle.Even though he was inside the Metatron barrier, he still felt the flames eating away at the aura bit by bit.

"Flame of Greed." Mammon frowned slightly.

"Have you seen it?" Metatron appeared behind him.

Mamen's mood improved inexplicably, "Hell also has such a raging fire, which keeps eating away other energies to strengthen itself."

"The Flame of Greed?"

"Lord Lucifer took it." Mammon spread her hands, "but I didn't invent it."

"It will slowly eat away at that piece of yellow sand."

"It has a big appetite and is not too picky, except..." Mammon turned his head and looked at Metatron, and said at the same time, "Water." Among the four representatives, the elves saw yellow sand, and the titans saw yellow sand. What the dwarf sees is the flame of greed, but what the dwarf sees is water.Obviously, the Tenth Realm still follows the rules of mutual checks and balances.

Metatron said: "It seems that we can enjoy the underwater scenery of the tenth world next."

Mammon added: "There are also unknown behemoths."

"Are you worried?"

"No." Mamen put her hands in her trouser pockets, "I just remembered that there are still three large fish tanks in my house that are empty."

Metatron smiled slightly and said, "Then prepare the bait."