Chapter 691 One Step Away

At this moment, in front of everyone's eyes, Huai Shi reached out and put his right arm wearing an insulating glove into the boiling oil pot!

The red-hot molten iron and the surge of metal fuel engulfed his forearm.

The terrifying high temperature comparable to that of a furnace could not destroy Tong Ji's specially made gloves, nor could it burn Huai Shi's metalized right arm.

Instead, he continuously provided countless amounts of heat and steel, taking whatever he asked for, waiting for his arrival.

The moment when the hand of confinement unfolds.

Casting begins!

Under the erosion of divinity, the human nature that has become completely transparent is running. Huai Shi's soul is slowly surging and brewing, continuously injecting source essence into the furnace of his arm.

Awaken the alchemical fire.

Tens of millions of forgings began...

This has been done tens of millions of times, and the process is completely engraved into the instinct. Even if it is no longer possible to experience emotions such as anger, the pure reaction is still engraved in the body and the stigmata.

It still remains in the records of the Hand of Entrapment and the Alchemical Fire.

All you need to do is repeat the steps step by step!

Failed once, then the second time, the third time... In a short moment, dozens or hundreds of repetitions, thousands of explorations.

Just like turning a key, the engine ignites, ignites, ignites, ignites... endlessly repeating, digging out the remaining traces in the record again and again.

Until the roaring sound sounded from the casting furnace.

The engine finally started.

Huaishi's eyes lit up.

The breakthrough from scratch was completed in this moment.

Something was clenched by the contracted fingers.

The first thing that emerged was the outline of a heavy ax blade. The anger stripped from the soul turned into steel and grew bit by bit in the hand.

Immediately afterwards, the anger spread, infecting Huai Shi's consciousness.

Return this anger that originally came from him again!

The phantom pain of an axe's blow erupted.

There was a shattering pain deep in the soul.

Huai Shi's eyesight went dark, and strands of blood suddenly flowed out of his mouth and nose. The bright golden abnormal blood rose from the air, glowing with a misty light.

Illuminating the raised face of Huaishi.

And those bloodshot, angry eyes!

At this moment, the murderous ax in Huai Shi's hand regrouped and returned with anger!

Then, there is sadness, followed by compassion, pain, and even virtue... Finally, there is the curse and resentment dedicated by the crowd of crows!

Compared with the noble spirits of gods, this crystallization produced by humans is so weak and insignificant. But this time, when they returned, they were tightly wedged into the soul and did not allow the noble gods to The aura spread again... forming a sealed cage!

Huai Shi's humanity, the difficult one, has returned!

The raised altar stopped rising.

When those eyes were raised again, the agility and joy of the past resurfaced.

Now, under his hands, the disasters and records belonging to the Land of Twilight are being continuously transformed, pouring all the massive despair and endless pain into this narrow dish.

From the void body between iron and fire, a new hell is built.

It was not as difficult as I imagined in the past, and it even felt like a smooth flow. I was able to do it easily and without any pressure, and I just put this inspiration into my hands.

This is the crystallization of hell that can only be completed by the caster and the hands of the captives. It is a pinnacle work that can occupy a new level among industrial kitchen demons!

There was applause of admiration.

Not only from the audience, but also from the stage.

The person who seems to be happier, happier, and more joyful than Huai Shi...

Guo Shouque.

At this moment, I am full of emotion and pay tribute to the essence of disaster created by Huai Shi!

"You must be happy at this moment, Miss Huaizhi?"

He looked at Huai Shi's appearance and murmured happily: "At this moment, you must be able to understand this happiness that belongs to the cooking devil, right?

Just like farming, carefully choose the time, pay attention to evil, deal with disasters, and finally grow fruits from hell... Have you ever experienced this excitement and fulfillment? "

During the production, Huai Shi suddenly didn't realize it and never heard his sigh. But just above Motoko Oikawa's face, the corners of her mouth were slightly curved.

He is smiling.

When you devote your full attention to cooking, you will feel this indescribable fulfillment and joy. You are creating something.

What results are you creating?

I have entered a new world, alone, and moving forward step by step.

"You are growing, Miss Huai Zhi, you are like the rising sun at this moment, extremely dazzling, growing extremely quickly..."

The old man's eyes glowed with excitement: "I can see it, you can't hide it from me, you are making strides forward on this road that belongs to us!"

That's right, like running, like flying...

No, it's faster than that, more brilliant than that.

In this pair of dark eyes filled with the projection of the abyss, a blazing light slowly rising into the sky was reflected.

It almost illuminates itself.

Dispelled my loneliness...

He laughed and drummed, full of hope, and prayed for her from the bottom of his heart.

Please hurry up, Miss Waizhi.

Faster!

Now you are about to enter the realm where you can become my enemy!

What responded to him was a loud roar that rose up.

From the metal fuel that boiled, evaporated, burned instantly, and exploded with all the heat, from the frying pan under Huai Shi's hand, the furious flames swept across and engulfed everything.

Then, there was darkness pouring out.

Endless thick blackness spurted out from the frying pan.

The crystallization of despair was finally reproduced in Huai Shi's hands.

After endless long years, the power from the deepest part of the Land of Twilight, entrusted by the Forging Kings to Huai Shi's hands, was once again reproduced in the form of casting!

Right now, right now!

You're done!

Between the golden and crispy metal fried things, the thick dark sauce slowly flows, emitting a numb and desperate scream all the time.

Hell is here again.

"its name……"

Guo Shouque had already stood up at some point, lying on the cooking table, looking closer, staring at the bitterness on the plate, and involuntarily took a deep breath, a moment of pleasure.

His eyes were already burning red.

"What's its name, Miss Huazhi, please tell me -"

"Give me one."

Huai Shi wiped his fingers indifferently: "I have no interest in dressing up the history of pain. Any name is just a blasphemy against these pains - Guo Shouche, since you are so eager for disasters, then experience this with empathy. A sense of despair and pain."

"Other than 'Abi', I can't think of any other name that can compare to it."

Guo Shouque smelled the endless aftertaste and endless reincarnation of pain and bitterness, and said decisively: "Being born in the oil pot, suffering from eternal suffering, and waiting numbly without relief, should be called 'Abi'. right!"

There are eight hells, the first is black rope, the third is pushing, the fourth is calling, the fifth is screaming, the sixth is burning, the seventh is burning, the eighth is burning The name is Abi...

Abi is for the uninterrupted.

In the monk's view, there is no place in the world that is more terrifying and dark than Wujian. Only heinous sins will fall into such a place after death, and the solidified soul will be tortured forever in endless evil thoughts.

Now, Abi came to Guo Shouche.

Open the door and wait quietly.

No urging is needed.

Under the witness of everyone, Guo Shouque rolled up his cuffs, straightened his collar, and sat upright.

Then, he picked up the red-hot iron box in front of him, picked up a piece of steel soaked in despair with his ivory chopsticks, opened his mouth, and swallowed it with a crisp sound.

A grunt.

There was no gritty teeth as expected, or even any hard texture. The extremely thin and brittle steel cracked between the lips and teeth, like chocolate chips, bringing an indescribable sweetness and beauty.

At that moment, a sharp roar erupted.

Guo Shouque's arm trembled for a moment.

Just above his neck, a huge gap appeared out of thin air, as if he had been hit by an invisible ax head-on. The flesh and blood on the scar rolled around and the bones were exposed.

The neck almost completely detaches from the shoulders.

But he seemed to be completely fine, opening his mouth, chewing, bit by bit bit by bit the iron piece in his mouth.

Swallow it into your belly.

"I know, this is... the smell of anger."

He sighed, and behind the crack in his neck, thick darkness flowed, and sharp teeth were exposed one after another, and then slowly disappeared into the bottomless body.

"How cruel, Miss Huai Zhi, I already have old arms and legs...why do you need to hurt me like this?"

Guo Shouque shook his head helplessly, smiled, picked up the second piece, and put it into his mouth. The wonderful sour, sweet and bitter mixture mixed together, bringing a refreshing fruity smell, but it became colder and colder. The more numb...

It's hard to breathe.

The lungs are shrinking!

collapse!

The sound of broken bones sounded, and it was as if invisible ropes were rapidly contracting on his internal organs and limbs, pulling cruelly, ravaging his limbs inch by inch.

Next, comes compassion.

The sharp blade that combines poison and redemption comes from the inside out, tearing out traces of penetration at the heart.

The body became more and more broken.

But Guo Shouche's appearance became more and more ferocious, more and more inhuman... closer to a monster in the abyss.

Every bite taken is equivalent to withstanding Huai Shi's all-out attack from the inside out. Erupting from the most vulnerable places destroying his body.

But what is even more dangerous is the curse spreading from it...

Countless pain and despair

The purity of this despair has reached a level that is unimaginable to ordinary people, and it is generously feeding and fertilizing the resentment and curses accumulated in his body.

This is just the trigger for a chain reaction.

With every mouthful he swallowed, he could feel the darkness inside his body rioting.

Countless old wounds slowly collapsed, showing signs of recurrence and deterioration...

As Huai Shi said - if the balance is broken, the strong will collapse!

When the toxicity entangled the soul and the balance of the body was broken, Guo Shouche had been pushed to the edge of the cliff by Huai Shi.

Just one step away from falling completely into the abyss!

Huai Shi stared at Guo Shouche in front of her, looking at the bottomless darkness in his eyes.

But I don’t know when this crucial step will be taken!

"Only one step away..."

After resting for a while, I ordered a barbecue and enjoyed a meal of Chef Demon cuisine with malice and wine. The third and most enjoyable meal was finished in one go.

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