Infinite Throne

   Chapter 273 The water of the Styx is coming from the sky!

  Irin suddenly remembered the **** the rooftop who looked up at the sky.

   Well, it was the monster that was chopped to death by Oda Mai.

   is also the one who lifted up his skirt and let Han Han fall into a box.

   She once dreamed of the color of the sky.

   At this moment, Irin finally understood what the color of the sky that Marisa was referring to was referring to.

  After Irin entered the password and pressed the Enter key.

  The sky changes dramatically.

   One after another terrifying cracks covered the sky.

   Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka -

   A crisp sound resounded throughout the world.

  —this is the only world.

   The so-called ground, that monster, suddenly stopped wriggling.

   At that moment.

   All are silent.

  After Irin and Oda Mai were squeezed out of their bodies by huge monsters, he suddenly found that everyone was looking at the sky with an incredible gaze.

"how come…?"

   Queen Yanluo muttered to herself, but a strange look appeared in the depths of her eyes.

  The bald doorman had horns on his head, squinted, looked up at the sky, and said nothing.

   Apart from them, most of the other demons were devoured by the monsters under their feet in the previous turmoil.

   The cracks spread rapidly.

   It was as if there was a more terrifying monster, outside the sky, madly knocking on the sky, causing the sky to crack like eggshells.

   patter —

  In the dark sky, it suddenly started to rain.

   Drops of reddish rain fell from the sky.

   Taking a closer look, those pale red water droplets were actually dripping from the cracks in the sky.

   In the black sky, the cracks that spread rapidly were silently covered with a layer of blood.

  Zizzy—

   Raindrops fell on Irin and Oda Mai.

   It hurts a bit.

   "Ahhhh-"

   "Oh oh~ oh oh oh~ ah."

Suddenly.

  The bald doorman and Queen Yanluo, covered in blood rain, wailed in different tones.

  The Queen's voice is a little weird.

   But that's not the point.

  Irin looked at the sound.

   found that when Queen Yanluo was in the rain, a lot of black smoke came out of her body, as if there was some kind of terrible power hidden in the rain, burning Queen Yanluo's body.

   Queen Yanluo's expression was painful and ferocious, but it was a little cool. I saw that after she hesitated for a moment, the flames behind her wings fluttered, like a flaming bird, flying towards the cracks.

  The steel-like skin of the bald doorman, under the erosion of the rain, melted like a burning candle, exposing the flesh and bones under the skin.

"This is…"

  Irin's heart moved.

He turned his head to look at Oda Mai, and found that Oda Mai did not look as miserable as the bald doorman after bathing in the rain of blood, but where the rain was stained, there was also a faint white smoke, leaving traces on his skin. There were patches of splendid traces that could not be erased, like a thick layer of Sha had been shaved.

soon.

   The cracks in the dark sky are getting denser.

   densely packed.

   fills the sky.

   One more second.

   "Sit tight!"

  Irin suddenly activated Nightmare.

   The dark sky, where the cracks were most dense, burst violently. A blood-colored waterfall suddenly fractured the sky and spewed out from the only hole.

  Under the impact of the blood-colored waterfall, this sky can no longer bear the red ocean, a sea-like **** water, pouring down from the sky!

   This sky is all blood red in an instant!

  The blood-like red completely replaced the blackness of the sky, and the momentary light stinged everyone's eyes.

   Countless black fragments fell, but before they landed on the ground, they turned into countless black powders in mid-air, disappearing out of thin air.

  The terrifying torrent of blood came from the sky and charged down with terrifying momentum.

   drowned everything in front of Irin's eyes in the blink of an eye.

  The sky...a big hole broke!

   That is, a river?

  A sea?

  Irin didn't have time to think.

  Because in just a few seconds, everything in front of him was completely submerged in a sea of ​​blood.

The    huge impact fell from the sky, as if a large piece of falling object hit the top of Yi Rin's head, causing his eardrums to hum, his eyes were scarlet, and he could no longer see other colors.

   "Cuckoo..."

  The corrosive ocean blood and water poured into Yilin's eyes, ears, nose, and nose in an instant, making Yilin unable to speak, eyes, ears, and nose to breathe. At this moment, Yi Rin had the illusion of being suspended in a pure red nothingness, losing his five senses.

  Oda Mai has a strong desire to survive. In the nick of time, she hugged the Nightmare tightly, so that when the ocean of blood flooded this space, she was not swept away by the blood-colored torrent.

   The blood and blood that drowned this world at that moment was like the great flood that destroyed the world in a fairy tale. The power was like a natural disaster, tearing the sky and submerging the earth.

  When Yi Rin came back to his senses, there was no one else's voice in his ears.

  Cold, hot, sore, painful, wailing…

Yilin, who was completely immersed in the blood water, was festering at a certain speed, and was repaired again under the action of the Dionysian factor. He opened his mouth blankly in the blood water, and the blood poured into his mouth. , the brain is blank.

who I am?

Where am I?

What should I do?

"Hee hee hee-"

   "Ah, someone died again."

   "He came to accompany me!"

   "Come to me, come to me..."

   "Ah, I hate, I hate, who, who is there..."

   "It's so dark..."

   "It's so cold, I'm really cold..."

"Who are you?"

   "Please hug!"

   "No, who am I?"

   "Hahahahaha-"

   "Jie Jie Jie Jie...all dead, all dead, all dead...but why are you still alive?"

   "I'm dead too, you're dead too, all are dead!"

  Irin was suspended in the blood.

   The expression is indifferent and silent.

   His ears were filled with all kinds of disorganized wailing and laughter. Among these strange voices, Yi Rin faintly discerned that there seemed to be men, women, old people, children, and sharp voices that were neither male nor female.

All kinds of weird sounds, like coming from his ears, or coming directly from the depths of his brain, made Yi Rin feel that at this moment, there were countless reptiles that accidentally got into his brain, madly in his brain. Stirring in the middle, Yi Rin has a strange feeling that his soul has been torn into countless characters, and he is still mad.

Suddenly.

   In the **** water, Irin forced her eyes open.

   His eyes were full of scarlet.

   is like blood.

   In the blood, one after another illusory shadows rushed towards Yi Rin frantically, burying him.

  Those shadows, like a person, but not too different. Because among "them", most of the limbs are incomplete, the body is transparent, and even the shape of the internal organs is completely exposed to the blood.

   Their faces have different expressions, or happy, or sad, or angry, or angry.

   Their eyes, some cold, some pity, some resentment, some indifferent.

   At this moment, Yi Rin, from them, seemed to be savoring the various emotions and desires of life.

   They frantically pressed towards Irin.

   In the blink of an eye, Yi Rin's body was suspended in the **** water, wrapped in a thick layer of spiritual body, like a gorgeous shroud.

  In the shroud, one after another icy fingers continuously tore Irin's flesh and blood. Although they couldn't be torn apart and kept pulling, there seemed to be a strange force on those icy fingers, gradually pulling Yi Rin into the endless abyss, causing him to fall.

  Irin looked down.

   In the depths of the **** water, it was an endless darkness. In the darkness, it was impossible to distinguish the shape of the huge monster.

   Sinking…

   with them…

   so tired...

  I don’t want to live anymore…

   The messy wailing in his head turned into Yi Rin's heartfelt voice, which was persuading and humming.

  Although there was no reference, Irin felt in a trance that he seemed to be sinking.

  Where is Shen going?

do not know.

   Anyway...Shen is right.

   can’t be wrong…

   can’t be wrong.

   Suddenly.

   right now.

  Irin's forehead, where the [resentment] fit, suddenly had a coolness, and it came from there, and in a blink of an eye, it circulated in a circle among Irin's limbs.

The coolness of    was somewhat similar to the cold touch of the surrounding souls, but Irin subconsciously recognized that it was still slightly different.

   seems to be even cooler on the forehead. The kind that pulls cool.

   Although the forehead is a little cold.

   But this strange coolness made Irin, who was about to sink, instantly wake up.

   He was amazed at his current situation and felt a little scared.

   But before Yi Rin had time to think of a way to deal with the strange spirit bodies in the blood water, the cold fingers that were touching her body, as if they were going to do some animal action, shrank back.

   In the blood, the wailing was even worse.

   But this time, it was not erratic for a while like it was in my ear, and it seemed like it was in my head for a while, but it came clearly from all around.

   Brain... wake up!

   Those unscrupulous spirit bodies in the blood had expressions of horror on their faces.

   It turns out that the joys and sorrows just now were all pretending to be forced.

   As if Yi Rin was a pile of scalding boiling water at the moment, the spirits retreated.

   "Grief? Is it the nemesis of these guys?"

  Irin was completely submerged in blood. But the strange thing is that at this moment, he didn't feel the slightest feeling of drowning and hypoxia.

   At this time, Yi Rin, after the inexplicable effect of [Grievance], he felt like a fish in the blood, flexible and free, swimming like the wind.

   "Are these Wraiths?"

   "A curse?"

   "Or something similar to Alice?"

   "Dead skin is their nemesis."

   "But how do I activate it?"

   Thoughts quickly emerged one by one.

  The origin of the piece of human skin dug up from the Ghost Mist Mountain is very mysterious. Maybe even the original Nie Xiu didn't know why. It was purely a blind cat who met a dead mouse and buried the human skin in the Ghost Mist Mountain, creating everything in the beginning.

  Irin raised her head.

   Above his head, there is a faint light.

   Although the light was dim, it formed a sharp contrast with the deep abyss beneath his feet.

   Maybe it's because of dead skin, or some other strange reason, but Irin is now inexplicably safe.

   The resentful spirits retreated one after another.

   As if Iren were more ferocious than them.

   Suddenly.

  Irin discovered that Mai Oda, who had been behind her, disappeared.

"not good."

  Irin recalled the experience that he almost got hit just now, and he roughly guessed Oda Mai's current situation.

   In the **** water, Irin's perception spread, and at the same time, she used her eyes to find Mai Oda.

   At this moment, he is no longer afraid of those resentful spirits. If Oda Mai can save him, he cannot be indifferent.

"there!"

   A dozen or so meters away, countless resentful spirits wrapped Oda Mai in it, stretched out pale and transparent fingers, and pulled Oda Mai to the depths of the blood.

  Irin's heart moved, and without hesitation, he launched a seance.

  An ancient costume was possessed by a ghost, and countless blades suddenly protruded from Irin's back.

   But in order to avoid hurting Oda Mai, Irin shaped the blade into a tentacle-like shape in her mind and quickly twisted it towards Oda Mai.

  Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi's two mother spirits combined their abilities to produce this ever-changing effect.

   The blood-colored tentacles penetrated the resentful spirits around Oda Mai without any hindrance, and easily wrapped around Oda Mai's waist.

   Surrounded by resentful spirits, Oda Mai suddenly opened his eyes, and in those eyes, there was a lot of evil spirit, and two kinds of light, black and red, were flashing.

   She seemed to sense Irin's movements and stretched out her hand suddenly.

Snapped.

   It was corroded and bloody, even revealing the bones of the palm, tightly clasping the tentacles of Yi Rin's big treasure.

  Her other hand, clutching the knife at her waist, would rather die than let go.

"Walk."

  Irin smiled, driving the Nightmare, flying towards the ray of light above his head, soaring into the sky.

   (end of this chapter)