The scorching flames wrapped around the steel gears, entangled and intertwined in this red and orange land.
Heavy rumbling sounds accompanied by the crackling sounds of hellfire exploded from all sides, covering the entire space with thick and terrifying air waves.
Both sides of this trial passage were filled with swaying fire.
They were like roaring dead souls, rising from the abyss of this passage, trying to break free from the shackles of despair.
However, no matter how these flames sway, it seems that they can only struggle on the edge, unable to escape from the terrifying hell.
In the center of the trial passage is a mesh made of steel.
The gears below are like roaring steel beasts, making heavy roars from time to time.
"I had no idea how familiar you were with this place, Victor."
Hearing this sharp voice, Erica opened her eyes suddenly.
She turned her head following the sound and saw the familiar crow standing on her shoulder.
Moreover, she was wearing a jet black swaying windbreaker.
Erica looked around. The space in front of her was so unfamiliar.
There were all kinds of ferocious flames and scorching gears all over the place, which gave Erica a strong sense of crisis.
It seems that this place is not a safe place.
But she still felt at peace.
Because as long as she is accompanied by this black trench coat, she seems to have a powerful protection.
But at this moment.
Swish swish—!
An overwhelming orange warm light burst out from the sky, and countless dazzling rays of light converged on her body.
It was as if she was standing in the spotlight, and the hot space beneath her feet became her performance stage.
Erica raised her hand to cover it, looking at the dense red light source through her fingers, looking a little dazed.
Although she pulled the crimson lever in her mind and opened the legendary hell trial.
But she had no idea about the specific content of the trial.
And she seemed to have heard something clearly just now...
Will you get the attention of the gods?
Erica's head was a little dazed, her whole body was stunned in the package of machinery and flames, and she was at a loss.
But suddenly, a mechanical roaring voice sounded around again:
[After many years, the trial of hell begins again]
【Be broken into pieces, or gain glory】
[The place of trial can create heroes. Warriors who come here, can you break through the siege and conquer the entire underworld? 】
[If you can leave here alive, you will be crowned by thousands of heroes with the supreme glory. 】
Boom boom boom——!
As soon as he finished speaking, the fire on both sides of the trial passage burst out again, seemingly burning more violently and terrifyingly than before.
Wave after wave of dull and wanton laughter gathered from the four directions, they intertwined and echoed each other.
Waves of cheers echoed throughout the space, surrounding Erica.
In the high sky of this trial site, countless melodious red souls are constantly rolling.
They laughed and lowered their heads like an audience, watching Erica's reaction curiously.
Seeing the scene in front of her, Erica couldn't help but think of the arena that appeared in the upper level of the underworld.
Subconsciously, she became more wary.
She thought she was going to fight Hades again.
Erica knew very well that she did not have the power to fight the other party.
When the time comes, you still have to leave your body completely under the control of the professor.
But luckily, what happened next made Erica feel a little lucky.
In the center of the trial arena, a huge red handwriting slowly floated down from the sky:
【Hold for one minute】
At the same time, the surrounding space began to twist and converge.
A hot crack appeared from mid-air, and several ferocious souls jumped out of it.
Their bodies are made of orange souls.
The small heads with one eye and half a mask of steel teeth are in sharp contrast to their fat and huge bodies.
The dead souls stretched out three palms from their strong arms, each holding a heavy mace iron rod.
And their semi-insubstantial lower bodies are swaying in the air.
Looking at the several dead souls in front of her, Erica breathed a sigh of relief.
There weren't many souls around, and the request only required her to hold on for a minute.
You can try it.
But at the moment when she lost consciousness, a dark iron rod turned into an afterimage and swung at her instantly.
Erica rolled sideways and nimbly dodged the fatal blow.
There were beads of sweat on her forehead as she stared closely at the huge dead souls in front of her.
The first blow was so fatal that she was shocked to the core.
She no longer relaxed her consciousness, the magic power in her hand began to surge, and a hot red magic power gathered in her palm.
The next second, a red formation quickly appeared in the air.
Its bright lines are meticulously drawn in the void, perfectly integrated with the formation.
In the center of the magic circle, a twisted giant python totem seemed to be given life.
Slowly twisting and circling along the lines of the formation, and constantly tightening the restraints.
[Level 3 Magic: Fire Python Strangulation]
A fire python burning with blazing flames appeared out of thin air from behind the dead souls and quickly wrapped around their small heads.
When the dead souls tried to smash the burning python with the iron rods in their hands, they found that the python made of elements could not be cut off.
On the contrary, the scorching flames became more ferocious, and even began to burn their huge pupils.
The countless dead souls who looked at this scene all cheered, as if they were excited by Erica's wonderful performance.
The audience swayed their cyan soul bodies, occupying almost half of the auditorium.
And in this bustling seat, the only peaceful place is the center of the auditorium.
There were two huge crimson chairs placed there.
Hades sat there, watching everything happening in the arena below, and was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
His blue brows were furrowed, the blood vessels on his forehead were tight and exposed, and the canthus of his eyes was cracked.
The thick green palm clenched into a fist, and he punched the armrest on one side of the chair, gritting his teeth:
"How abominable! Does this damn human know what will happen if he starts the trial?"
Once the trial begins, the entire underworld will change.
The originally harmonious and peaceful underworld will become a huge arena.
Every corner of the underworld will no longer be peaceful, but full of crisis and terror.
Hellfire will cover the entire underworld.
All this is for the trialists to challenge.
But Hades cannot stop this process, because "trials" are also part of the "rules".
Therefore, Hades could only hide the entrance to the trial.
But he never expected that he would eventually be found by the dog thief and the human girl by accident.
Isn't this my home? How did they find out?
Persephone, who was sitting next to Hades, said to Hades with a dignified and gentle smile:
"Don't worry~Maybe he can really pass the test?"
Upon hearing this, Hades sighed sharply.
He just knew that the cunning dog thief would probably pass the trial, which was why he turned them down in the first place.
"It's not a good thing to pass a trial, ma'am."
Hades' eyes fell on Erica below.
She rolled and dodged nimbly in the trial passage, frequently dodging the incoming dark afterimages.
The scorching fire python that once wrapped around the dead soul's head has disappeared without a trace.
"Those gods will mistakenly think that we are resentful and want to go to war with them."
Since it is already an era of peace, why does hell still call for human heroes?
You know, those small-minded gods are paying attention to them all the time.
"But they have already taken action in advance and have long since ignored us."
"Isn't it?"
Persephone turned her head softly and looked at Hades with her gentle eyes.
Feeling his wife's gaze, Hades narrowed his eyes and sighed deeply.
He knew what Persephone was referring to.
Those millions of dead souls prepared by the gods, whose purpose is unknown.
Persephone still looked at Hades softly, and her gentle words like spring breeze brushed against Hades's ears.
"I don't know which one dared to take me away in front of so many gods."
"The Hades I know is not a greedy god."
Hearing this, Hades stretched out his fingers awkwardly and scratched his cheek.
He didn't dare to respond, but Persephone's words had penetrated deeply into his heart.
At this time, his eyes turned to the center of the arena again.
"It's a pity, if only to this extent."
"She will not be able to pass the next 'cruel' trial."
Erica rolled over the steel web, dodging a series of chaotic attacks.
She was lying down, panting, but her eyes still did not slacken, staring straight ahead.
Now, this trial that has just begun has entered a more difficult second stage.
She breezed through the first minute.
But now, Erica had to take back her previous contempt.
The difficulty of this trial is not low at all.
[Hold on for ten minutes]
This is a requirement for the second trial.
And, this time it wasn’t just the time that increased tenfold.
Even the number of the dead souls and the ferocity of their attacks have increased tenfold.
Faced with such an intensive attack, Erica could hardly breathe.
But with her keen combat intuition, she barely managed to avoid those frequent and violent attacks like heavy rain.
Ding--
A crisp bell rang through the air, and all the menacing dead souls sank into the earth again and disappeared without a trace.
Even the mace iron rods in their hands fell into the abyss of fire.
After passing the second trial, there was no smile on Erica's face.
Just a heavy feeling of exhaustion.
She was already covered in sweat, and her limbs were filled with severe soreness.
Erica raised her head with difficulty, looked at the red words "Ten Minutes" written in the sky, and thought silently:
'It should be... over'
But the next moment, Erica was frozen in place as if struck by lightning.
Her eyes widened and her pupils trembled.
Because the red writing burned again and changed its appearance again.
【Hold for one hundred minutes】
At the same time, she looked around the entire arena with dull eyes.
In an instant, a hundred times as many dead souls as the original one pulled out their orange bodies from under the steel.
The mace iron rod also rose from the abyss again and fell on their broad palms.
They stood densely packed in the blazing arena, and their ferocious one-eyed gazes were all locked on Erica.
Like an orange surging ocean of souls.
Fierce, terrifying, cruel.
The surrounding auditorium erupted with cheers that could shake the entire underworld, seeming to encourage the trialists to work harder.
Listening to the cheers from all directions and looking at the threatening scene in front of her, Erica felt a strong sense of despair in her heart.
She slowly lowered her head, her mind heavy.
Sure enough, this kind of trial.
On her own... she would never be able to get through?
So Erica closed her eyes as if giving up, as if accepting her failure.
There were cheers all around, and the undead were constantly approaching.
It seemed that the terrifying sea of undead would swallow her up in the next second.
He smashed her into pieces and cruelly turned her into flesh.
However, after only a few seconds, she looked up again.
With a gentle squeeze of her fingers, a blue magical light passed through her body and took away the sweat on her body.
'Erica' put her hands into her pockets casually, her eyes becoming cold and indifferent.
Her indifferent eyes swept across the thousands of souls, and she spoke calmly:
"Hmm...this amount?"
Finally, Erica's eyes slowly raised and landed on Hades in the center of the audience stage above the sky.
The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and a strong confidence bloomed on her face:
"That's it?"
"How could I lose?"
