novelraw Chapter 487: Eighteen Levels of Hell — What Is Your Sin?
Chapter 487: Eighteen Levels of Hell — What Is Your Sin?
"What are you 'ah'-ing about? Why are you staring at me?"
The bearded phantom's voice was extremely irritable now, probably because he had been bitten.
Tch, this guy has quite the reputation, I really shouldn't have interacted with him at all.
Should've just thrown him into the game directly!
"You... who are you?"
Hearing that nightmare-like voice, the bearded phantom immediately flew into a rage.
"Who the hell cares who I am?!"
He immediately dove down, arriving directly in front of Lu Ce, and with one slap pushed him inside, causing him to fall through the door.
[All doors have been selected.]
[Game: Hell officially begins!]The same game voice echoed in everyone's heart, like a notification.
But Lu Ce himself, or rather Gluttony, didn't have this awareness. When that large hand slapped over, he just opened his mouth and took another hard bite.
Then, chewing, he fell into another space.
......
His body swayed, his footing unsteady, and he directly fell, sitting on the ground.
With some bewilderment, he looked around. The current Lu Ce hadn't completely lost his analytical ability yet.
At this moment, he discovered he was in a large pit.
The pit wasn't very deep, and the rock walls around weren't steep either, forming a gently rising curve.
The entire ground was like being in a large, shallow-bottomed bowl.
For some reason, this place was designed like this.
The ground was extremely hard, and he didn't know what material it was made of. It felt very dense when touched. Lu Ce forcefully clawed at the ground but couldn't scrape up even a bit of soil.
Given his current strength, this was a very bizarre occurrence.
Looking up, he saw large cylindrical objects hanging high in the air.
Because they were so heavy, those things didn't even sway, as if they had grown there.
They gave people an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Looking at this strange spatial design, Lu Ce immediately reached a perfect conclusion.
—Hehe, this guy is really tasty.
He didn't think about anything, just lowered his head and quietly continued chewing.
Although there was nothing in his mouth right now, he knew that part of that guy's hand was currently in his mouth!
......
Others were in similar situations. After hearing the game officially begin, Xie Antong slowly opened her eyes from within her space.
If not for different time flow rates, Lu Ce should have joined the game right after she entered...
That was good then. He didn't directly conflict with that unknown divine messenger before the game even started.
She could basically confirm that the Aladdin's lamp was probably the "divine messenger" for this game, she just didn't know which faction it belonged to.
From appearance alone, it was indeed impossible to tell.
However, having already entered her game scene, Xie Antong temporarily stopped thinking about that and began observing her surroundings.
Her room was pure white - white floor, white ceiling, white walls. It gave the feeling that staying here too long would drive someone insane.
The room wasn't completely empty though. Scattered around were some steel plates.
On those steel plates were sets of ring-shaped attachments, whose purpose was unknown.
Xie Antong was very cautious, using her All-Seeing Eye to approach and examine them while maintaining a safe distance herself.
"...Very high density, rigid structure."
"Used for binding and restraining people? A bit strange."
Xie Antong roughly analyzed this, feeling somewhat perplexed.
"Eighteen people. If this really is the eighteen levels of hell, then this should be the scene of one of those hells?"
This guess was relatively reliable. Based on what the eighteen levels of hell are, she could deduce what this place was for.
Saying this, she closed her eyes and began searching the knowledge in her mind. What are the eighteen levels of hell exactly?
"The eighteen levels of hell..."
"Are respectively: tongue-ripping, scissors, iron tree, mirror of sin, steamer, bronze pillar, mountain of knives, mountain of ice, boiling oil cauldron..."
......
[...cattle pit, stone pressing, mortar and pestle, blood pool, wrongful death, dismemberment, volcano, stone mill, sawing!]
[Eighteen types in total.]
In another room, a tall elder sat quietly, watching his live screen.
He was a member of the Dragon Group's Council of Elders, named Xu Long, and was the same person who had previously tried to help Lu Ce.
In the game, those with brains use their brains, those with abilities use their abilities.
But those with background can naturally use their background too.
Xie Antong was well-read. There was no telling what knowledge might prove useful in the game, so she was familiar with the names of the eighteen levels of hell.
Although Xu Long hadn't memorized them, it didn't matter. Large numbers of Dragon Group members would collectively spam the screen at times like this.
Xu Long said in a muffled voice:
"What messy stuff is this? What do you mean by eighteen?"
"Tch... why didn't you say so earlier? I didn't notice if there were eighteen people."
"Should there be?"
[Yes!]
On the game screen, spam appeared again, already prompting him.
"Oh... meaning the eighteen levels of hell, right?"
Muttering to himself, he was currently sitting on a small isolated island of about one square meter at most.
All around him was scorching magma!
The stuff seemed to be rising too.
The temperature of the entire space had already begun rising dramatically.
"Then? Which hell do you think this roughly is?"
Dragon Group members outside: ?
Couldn't you use your brain just a little?
"Alright, according to what you said earlier, volcano, right?"
"Kind of interesting, let me test it out."
Saying this, he actually took off one shoe, held it in his hand, and stretched out his bare foot to try touching the magma!
His right foot sank into the boiling magma, emitting sizzling explosive sounds that looked terrifyingly scary.
But Xu Long didn't react much, just gritted his teeth slightly and commented:
"Tch, pretty hot, but nothing much."
"Can't stay in it for long though."
......
Everyone who entered the game was in similar situations.
Each was assigned to a room with their own different circumstances.
In Club Ace's room, it was like a large cylinder with holes all over the surrounding walls.
Chiyo Ming's room was somewhat similar to Lu Ce's, also shaped like a large pot, but without anything overhead.
In short, each was different.
[The game has already begun. From now on, everyone carefully count your sins!]
[Emphasizing once more: only one person can successfully atone!]
With these words, each room began their respective transformations.