The three worlds are so small that they can be ignored for the illusory "ten thousand realms". However, for the current Wudao Underworld, they are an extremely large and ferocious torrent.
All kinds of dead souls, all kinds of strange and weird knowledge, and all kinds of methods, trickle down from all directions into the deep pool of Wu Dao Underworld. It not only drives the rapid changes in Wu Dao Underworld, but also brings about integration and creation.
The Type A Underworld Cannon was an unexpected gift from Zhong Mei to Xue Wusuan. Wang Tianyun and Wu Yazi, who also carefully studied the new knowledge system, also came up with something new: the initial idea of three-layer coordinated operations, deterrent destruction
Conjecture on the application of strikes and precision strikes in the Pathless Underworld...
Although what Wang Tianyun brought were all conjectures or hypotheses, and they were all fictions, it was enough for Xue Wusuan. The generals and counselors under his command did not rest on their laurels, nor did they belittle themselves. They were like
Like a sponge, they absorb new things. Then they use their brains to ponder and try to create. Even if there are currently no conditions for them to test these conjectures, they have indeed embarked on a new and strange path that has never been explored.
Even the horse face of hell and the Wang family's three mallets, which are all day long, are changing accordingly.
Ma Mian was thinking about how to use scissors to cut out his own image on the devil's tongue, which caused the pain of the devils tortured by it to increase sharply again. Their brains twitched when they saw it, and they were so frightened that they even forgot to scream.
San Bang Chui is also thinking about it. They feel that civil servants in the human world all have uniforms. As the underworld servants of the underworld, they should also have uniforms. But as for whether it is better to choose a flying fish suit, a mountain suit, or a mountain suit.
Should I design a set myself? I still can't make up my mind about the three mallets.
And just when every aspect of Wu Dao Hell was changing, three newly dead souls set foot on the road to hell.
Blond and blue-eyed, a Westerner. He looked around curiously and muttered something unknown.
The mysterious enlightenment has penetrated into their memories when they set foot on the road to hell, letting them know that death is not the end of everything, but the beginning of another journey. Now this side subverts their cognition
The "underworld" is so great that it surpasses their barren imagination. In addition to the boundless shock, there is also crazy worship and anxiety that I have never experienced before.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a sound in front of this path, which was covered with beautiful red flowers on both sides. A group of naked-chested, powerful, and ferocious Eastern souls stood outside Huangquan Road, shouting and cursing those who passed below them.
One by one, the souls of the dead were pointing and pointing. Next to them was a huge, strange bronze mirror that exuded ominous power.
There is only one language for the dead souls. Regardless of whether they spoke human or animal language in life, there is only one language here, and that is soul language, the instinctive language of the dead souls. Therefore, the three blond and blue-eyed new dead souls can hear it from a distance.
I saw those ferocious, shirtless dead souls saying this.
After a while, the three blond dead souls understood that these vicious dead souls were different from them. They were "jailers" and the law enforcers here. No wonder their souls seemed far more solid than their own.
Feeling anxious, it was their turn to pass under the bronze mirror, and suddenly three red rays of light shone on them. Oh my God! Are we also sinners? Are we going to be punished in that terrifying hell?
The three blond and blue-eyed souls who had heard about the horrors of hell from the jailer were really frightened at this time. They felt like lambs to be slaughtered, with no ability to fight.
"Why are you shaking! You don't know how to kowtow when you see three adults? You need to be punished!" A bald jailer cursed and pulled out the soul-beating whip from his waist, and slapped him all over the face. They are jailers, they will not be good.
With good words, when faced with the dead souls lifted up by the evil mirror platform, they followed Lord Yan's style and subdued them first before asking questions. Which of them didn't come here like this in the first place?
The three dead souls with blond hair and blue eyes had never seen such a battle before. A whip whipped them to the point of death. They quickly followed the jailer's instructions and knelt down towards the three tall men in decent clothes and with their hands behind their backs, kowtowing.
This was not the first time that San Bangchui saw the blond soul of the dead, nor was it the first time that he saw such a ridiculous scene that scared him like a quail. He had long been accustomed to it, and waved his hand, Wang Dachui asked: "Are you scientists?
Tell me what direction your research is?"
Nie Jingtai said that these three guys were scientists, so they couldn't be wrong. However, Wang Dachui still wanted to ask specifically.
"Lord God. The three of us are all researchers in the field of biology. Our main research directions are virus progenitors and..."
"Okay! It's just you three! Go and wait in the back."
I didn't dare to ask. I stood up and stood behind these three seemingly majestic gods. Only then did I realize that there were many Western dead souls like them standing behind them, and they all knew the appearance of many of the dead souls! They were all famous.
Scientist with the last name!
I don’t know how long this wait has passed. One by one, the dead souls were lifted out of the Huangquan Road with three mallets and thrown to the back to wait. The number slowly increased from hundreds to thousands and then exceeded ten thousand. Among them were scientists and cutting-edge people in other fields.
Talent. These dead souls all came down from the time of Resident Evil. Some came down from the death of living people, and most of them came down from the death of zombies.
Wang Da Chui Lai lectured and waved to his second-in-command to fetch Ma Mian. Then two bottles of wine went into Ma Mian's hands, and he asked Ma Mian to lead the thirteen thousand scientists from various countries in the world of biohazard on a trip to hell.
After coming out, no matter who they were, they were shaking violently, and the scene in hell would never be forgotten by them.
"Okay, the Wu Dao Underworld is a place with rules. Now I will give you a choice, whether to go to hell and be punished or stay here to continue your research and contribute to the Wu Dao Underworld."
Of course, Wang Erchui is here to scare these dead souls. Not every dead soul inside is a sinner, and most of them still have a chance to be reincarnated. But what does it matter? Even if some of these dead souls are unwilling, they have other things.
If the means fall into their hands, who will reason with them? The most important thing is to complete the tasks assigned by Lord Yan as soon as possible. Who cares about anything else?
The three blond and blue-eyed Western revenants had long been paralyzed with fear. It turns out that hell is so terrifying. Those monsters with animal heads and human bodies have never appeared in nightmares. No matter what, they will never go to hell.
"Lord God! We are willing to listen to your arrangements!"
For the first batch of dead souls who came forward, the Wang Family Three Hammers treated them very favorably. They asked their names. One was named Joseph, one was called Dubir Khan, and the other was named Joel. They were all top researchers from Umbrella Corporation.
"Umbrella? So you are the scumbags who created the World Destruction? Are you studying that virus?"
He is indeed a god and can hide nothing!
The three ghosts were even more afraid. "Destroying the world", how big a sin is this? Are they afraid that they will go to the second level of hell to be tortured forever? For a moment, they were filled with regret and could not afford to kowtow.
Wang Dachui chuckled and said: "What are you afraid of? This is the underworld. I brought you here. I am not afraid that you will be bad! I am afraid that you are incompetent! Since you are studying viruses, then go to that old guy Ding Chunqiu to help..."