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Chapter 910 I know the pain of hell(1/3)

"Do you still want to go on?"

In front of the twelfth level of hell, a law enforcement officer looked down and said, there was some fear in his eyes, and he obviously didn't want to continue walking.

"It depends on brother Wan Lun."

A law enforcement officer smiled bitterly.

"Brother Wan Lun is really admirable." Another law enforcement officer sighed and said: "I have to experience every level of hell along the way. How many people can do it?"

"good."

"I wonder if I can go through the eighteen levels of hell?"

At this time, all the law enforcement officers suddenly became curious. The twelfth level of hell is so terrifying, but what about the eighteenth level?

"It's hard to say, but it's not easy to go through the eighteen levels of hell." A law enforcement officer shook his head and said, "Now, just standing in front of the twelfth level of hell, we feel a little uneasy.

Their souls began to tremble. If they were standing on the 18th level of hell, I am afraid that not many people would be able to stand firm, and their minds would definitely suffer a strong impact..."

"Perhaps Brother Wanlun can overcome it."

A law enforcement officer said.

"This is not a question of overcoming, nor is it a question of will." The Holy Realm law enforcement officer thought carefully for a while and then said, "The scary thing about the eighteenth level of hell is that it ignores will and makes people unable to overcome it. Even in hell, after waiting

After several years, it is still like the first day in hell. The pain will not make people numb, let alone lose consciousness..."

"..."

Many law enforcement officers' expressions changed slightly when they heard this.

"You won't get used to it?" A law enforcement officer asked in surprise, "In other words, even if you stay for tens or hundreds of years, you still won't feel the pain is relieved?"

"Yes, it will keep people in the most painful state all the time."

The Holy Land Law Enforcement Officer said.

"How is it possible?" Many law enforcement officers were surprised and said: "Logically speaking, after staying for such a long time, you should gradually get used to it and relieve the pain..."

"No, not in these eighteen levels of hell."

The Holy Land Law Enforcement Officer said.

At this time, Wan Lun walked out of hell with a face full of horror. He rested for several hours before slowly recovering. However, some fear gradually appeared in his eyes, and he did not want to go on, let alone experience

Go down.

I have experienced the twelve levels of hell, that's enough.

No need to experience it again.

Moreover, among the twenty law enforcement officers, he is the only one who has experienced the twelve levels of hell, and is outstanding enough.

Stronger than them.

There is no need to risk your life to experience it, it is meaningless.

At this moment, he was sitting paralyzed outside the twelfth level of hell, the fear in his eyes gradually getting stronger.

"Brother Wan Lun, do you want to continue walking?"

A law enforcement officer said.

But now, Wan Lun can't hear what they are saying, and there are screams in his ears, either his own or others...

He hasn't completely come out of "hell" yet.

"Brother Wan Lun, what's going on?" A law enforcement officer asked in surprise, "Could it be that he can't hold on any longer? He hasn't come out of 'hell' yet?"

"possible."

The Holy Realm law enforcer looked at Wan Lun carefully and said, "After all, Brother Wan Lun has experienced twelve levels of hell along the way. The pain he endured is unimaginable. If he were an ordinary person, he would have collapsed long ago."

"It seems we can't go any further."

"Now what?"

"We can only wait for Brother Wanlun to recover."

The law enforcement officers could only wait, and the wait lasted for several days. When the law enforcement officers were getting impatient, Wan Lun finally came to his senses.

"Everyone, how long have I been sitting here?"

Wan Lun Road.

"Seven more days."

The Holy Land Law Enforcement Officer said.

"Seven more days?" Wan Lun was stunned for a moment and said: "I have been sitting for so long? It shouldn't be. Is it really more than seven days?"

"It is indeed more than seven days."

A law enforcement officer answered.

"Brother Wanlun, do you want to keep going?" At this moment, a law enforcement officer said, "We have spent too long in hell, I'm afraid it's not right. Xue Zheng still needs me to take charge of discipline..."

"You really can't stay in hell for too long."

There were also law enforcement officers who echoed this.

"You've all come here, you should experience hell once. Even if you don't experience it, you should watch it again." Wan Lun said, "It's as good as the six levels of hell below. It won't take long and you can go through it soon.

.”

"Brother Wan Lun, do you want to continue the experience?"

A law enforcement officer said in shock.

Wan Lun nodded and led everyone to the thirteenth level of blood pool hell...

When he came out of the Blood Pool Hell, he huddled up and shivered, and it took him nearly a month to wake up.

This made the law enforcement officer who had been waiting for nearly a month quite dissatisfied.

"Brother Wanlun, do you want to continue experiencing this?" A dissatisfied law enforcement officer asked, "If we experience the eighteenth level, how long will it take? Three years, or five years? We are disciplinary law enforcement officers, not

Jailer, there is no need for us to guard the prison..."

"Yes, we are law enforcement officers, not jailers."

There were also law enforcement officers who echoed this.

Not all law enforcement officers obeyed him in the first place, but now that he was dragged through hell and made to look inferior to him, the dissatisfaction in his heart came out.

"Although we are indeed not jailers, we are law enforcement officers." Wan Lun glanced at the dissatisfied law enforcement officers and said, "As law enforcement officers, you must know the pain of hell. If you don't know the pain of hell, how do you know it?

How serious is the trial? If the trial is arbitrary, it will not only be unfair to the criminal, but also irresponsible to oneself."

"Brother Wan Lun is right."

The Holy Realm law enforcement officer nodded and said: "If you don't know the pain of hell, how can you know the severity of the judgment? This is a great thing to say!"

"Unfair? They deserve it."

A law enforcement officer sneered.

"Everyone can continue walking with me." Wan Lun didn't want to argue any more, so he pondered for a moment and said, "If you don't want to, you can leave on your own. I, Wan Lun, will definitely not stop you, nor will I talk to Xuezheng, so don't worry.

"

After saying that, he continued walking down.

The law enforcement officers of the Holy Realm escorted hundreds of Hades to follow. Most of the law enforcement officers hesitated for a moment and then followed.

"snort!"

The law enforcement officer who had not moved sneered and said, "Are you trying to make yourself a second best?"

"Wan Lun is an official law enforcer. We are not, so naturally they won't take us seriously."

Another law enforcement officer laughed.

"As a formal law enforcement officer, he will naturally be responsible."

"Go or stay?"

The remaining law enforcement officers fell silent.

They can ignore Wan Lun, but if Xuezheng finds out, won't they be kicked out of the law enforcement department?

This made them quite unwilling.

However, asking them to bow to Wan Lun is impossible.

Especially those two holy realms.

Although Wan Lun is in the holy realm, he has just become a saint and comes from a weak race. Even some Hades look down on him in their hearts.

It's not that they look down on the Holy Realm, but they look down on the Xunying Clan.

The Swift Shadow Tribe is too weak.

But in the end, these law enforcement officers still did not dare to leave and just waited above hell.
To be continued...
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