Chapter 404 My favorite way to play is to gamble on the fountain!
Ning Chuan's calm questioning triggered unprecedented panic in the consciousness of the falling demon.
"Can I kill you?"
This question, like an icy key, opens the door to the fear that should not exist and is the root of the demon.
On its mutilated face, the intact left eye shrank violently.
It wanted to answer, to beg for mercy, to exchange all the information it knew for a chance to live.
However, Ningchuan did not give it another chance to speak.
He had no interest in the wailing of a collection that had outlived its usefulness.
He raised his hand again.
This time, his movements were still casual, but with a determination to end everything.
He waved lightly.
An indescribable, incomprehensible, and irresistible force descended in an instant.
The falling demon's body, which had just recovered a little, along with the space around it, was completely shattered by this force.
No explosion, no sound.
It just "disappeared".
Its huge body, the laws that constitute its existence, and the concept of "falling" it represents were all reduced to the most primitive and purest flow of energy and information with this wave.
A ball of chaotic light, suspended in mid-air, exudes a heart-pounding aura.
Those are the remains of the root demon.
Ning Chuan looked at the light, a hint of thought flashing in his eyes.
He did not allow these energies to completely dissipate and return to this world.
He is going to conduct an interesting experiment.
He turned his hand and created a dark space crack in the void in front of him, which seemed to be able to swallow everything.
Inside the crack, there is no light, no matter, no time, it is an absolute "nothingness".
As soon as he thought about it, the chaotic light representing the falling demon was completely sucked into the crack.
Immediately afterwards, Ning Chuan clasped his hands together and then quickly opened them.
Countless chains of laws that are invisible to the naked eye shot out from his hands, wrapping around the crack layer by layer.
He reinforced this temporary independent space tens of thousands of times.
Make sure it is completely isolated from all dimensions and timelines of this world.
This is the ultimate cage.
Unless Ning Chuan opens it himself, nothing can escape from it.
After doing all this, Ning Chuan turned around and looked at Makima, who was completely dazed behind him.
He said to her in a calm tone, as if he was stating a research topic:
"I locked it up."
"Now, we are going to conduct an experiment."
"Observe and see if a new 'fallen demon' will be born in Hell."
"If not, then it proves that these so-called root demons are unique."
A cold arc appeared at the corner of Ning Chuan's mouth.
"If we could just find them all, pack them all up and take them away, then the so-called demon problem in this world would cease to exist."
These words froze Makima's soul.
Pack up and take away...all the root demons?
This man, what is he talking about?
Does he know what kind of existence he is trying to challenge?
With the Fallen Demon imprisoned, its world-warping power vanished.
Everything that was continuously "falling" towards the sky suddenly lost that strange pulling force.
Recaptured by the Earth's gravity.
The next second, countless building debris, cars, and all kinds of debris, like a doomsday rainstorm, roared down from the dark night sky to the ground.
The whole city was filled with deafening roars and crashes.
Ning Chuan didn't care about it.
He simply waved his hand lightly, and an invisible barrier enveloped the building beneath their feet, isolating all falling objects.
A brief period of calm returned to the sky above the battlefield.
Ning Chuan turned around and fixed his eyes directly on the pale-faced Makima.
He spoke directly in an unquestionable tone, as if giving an order:
"I know you should have a way to go to hell."
"Lead the way, let's go down."
This sentence is as plain as saying "Let's go to the convenience store downstairs to buy some things."
Without waiting for Makima to respond, he added in a flat tone.
The content of that sentence was even crazier than the act of imprisoning the fallen demon just now.
"By the way, I'm going to pack up all those noisy guys down there and send them somewhere else."
Ji Ye and Pava have not yet fully recovered from the shock they just experienced.
Hearing this, both of them looked confused.
"Go down? Where to?" Pava couldn't help asking.
"Hell." Ning Chuan answered as a matter of course.
"Huh? Hell?!" Pava's voice instantly rose an octave. "Are you crazy? How can you just go to a place like that? Even though I'm a demon, I don't want to go back to that damn place!"
Ji Ye didn't say anything, but her pale face showed her attitude.
hell.
That is every demon hunter's worst nightmare.
It is the source of all terror.
This man actually wants to take the initiative to go down?
Hearing the word "hell", Makima's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
It wasn't excitement, nor was it anticipation.
It was a resistance that came from her instincts and was deep in the core of her being.
hell.
For humans, it is a legendary terrifying place.
But for her, it was a real dark forest that she tried her best to escape from.
That's not her home ground.
The horror of hell is far beyond the imagination of humans, even ordinary demons.
She knew very well that although she was one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, she was a terrifying demon.
But in the real, primitive, survival-of-the-fittest ecological chain of hell, he couldn't even rank.
Those real, ancient, root demons that have never appeared in the human world...
dark.
sky.
Ocean.
death.
……
Those existences, just their names, are enough to make even demons tremble!
Any one of them had the power to easily crush and completely devour her.
In Hell, she is not the dominant one.
She's just... a slightly stronger prey.
Go to hell?
That's no different from jumping into a meat grinder.
This was the first time she hesitated in the face of Ning Chuan's order.
An urge to refuse surged uncontrollably from the bottom of my heart.
Ningchuan is so sharp.
He immediately caught the flash of hesitation and fear in Makima's eyes.
He suddenly laughed.
There was a hint of pure playfulness in that smile, as if one had discovered a new toy.
"Oh? Are you scared?"
His voice was tinged with laughter as he leaned forward slightly, closer to Makima.
"I never thought that even the most arrogant demon would be afraid of something."
He reached out and gently lifted Makima's chin, forcing her to look him in the eye.
"But you're kind of cute when you're scared."
This ridicule was like an invisible hammer, hitting Makima's heart hard.
Let her dignity be crushed to pieces.
She wanted to retort, to say something to preserve her last bit of pride.
But Ning Chuan had lost interest in teasing her.
He waved his hand and said in a nonchalant tone, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter:
"In that case, I'll open the door."
"Save yourself the trouble."
After saying this, he had an extremely aggressive, chillingly bright smile on his face.
He uttered words that froze the souls of everyone present, including Makima:
"To be honest, I have a not-so-good habit."
"What I like most is arriving in a new world..."
"Just play it like a 'fountain bet'!"
The moment the words fell.
Ning Chuan raised his right hand.
He suddenly tore the void below his feet!
Tsk-!
Space, like a fragile canvas, was torn open by him, leaving a path leading to an endless abyss, emitting a strong smell of sulfur and despair...
Door of hell.
