Vol 2 Chapter 2277: Hell closed the door

There are few things that are sufficient for Peter, who is in control of a higher civilization, to surrender to the personal will of the first will of the ubiquitous plane.
Even the other will who is also the highest seat in the pan-plane can hardly make him so vigilant. After all, everyone is a high-powered person who has no ambitions and ambitions. No one has the courage to hit the net, so no one needs to be too. Who is afraid of it.
Of course, this group of people will also not fall to Li Xiaobei like a speculative bet at this time. If there is such a thing as a peaceful transition of the first will, the members of this group of top seats cannot be re-elected. But even so, their current status will not be greatly affected, after all, the peaceful transition will not allow the panplane to reshuffle.
The first will of the panplanet cannot dispose of the members of the highest seat at will, so the real threat comes from below the highest seat.
Shortly after the ending of the dream war of Mengxingxinghe with the announcement of Trice's surrender, the shipmates who died on the battlefield were led by the messenger who arrived on time to the road to the world of the dead.
The enterprise found itself to be very different from the same dead shipmate companions in the experience and rumors. The scenes of heard from other planes appeared in front of them, endless blood red flowers , The long and endless Styx, and the gatekeeper who stood like a statue in front of the gate of hell.
But they did not constitute a torrent of undead to those ghosts that were generally unconscious, and poured into it on the day when the gate of opened, and since then lost everything as a living to become the most common undead.
The fragments of memory that should have been with me still exist in my mind, as if this was not death, but just a dream about death.
Among the endless ghosts, an ordinary and strange ghost easily left the power that bound the ghosts to hell. Its appearance was twilight, and its figure fluttered like a soul to the point that it would disappear at any time. To the point.
But it finally floated in front of the gatekeeper.
The figure of Old Man Twilight seemed a little nervous and surprised. She knew that she had already gone through her own life. From the genius mahjong girl who chased her dream to the ordinary woman who got married and had children, the children who nurtured herself and Kyotaro grew up. I gradually grow old.
She is a little strange, why her friends or opponents in the same period were still young and beautiful until they died. Only she and ordinary people have been aging, and the advanced technology in the world where technology has flourished under the management of Croat. Science and technology made me die on the evening of my 70th birthday. I didn't even have any signs beforehand, and I was still healthy. I couldn't wake up after sleeping.
The dead self came to the rumored hell, but here he saw what he looked like when he was a girl, but she looked like she saw that self in the film and video, cold and cold, with a cold blade, There was boundless anger in the silence.
"Call you now, won't you blame me?" Hell's gatekeeper still didn't greet much with the subject who had existed in the past.
Although the old Gong Yongsaki was no longer troubled by the late twilight's body, her every move was not restricted, but she still asked in an old voice: "Did you bring me over?"
"Well, I have something to do, and I won't be able to do it if you don't come." Young Miyazaki leisurely said, "I and you are inseparable from each other. I died and you survived, but You will die after all."
"So I'm different from Yuancun and them... that's how it is." The old Gong Yongzai was relieved, no matter how unwilling her character was to accept that there was such a self-existence, as she said. The two of them are one. The decision made by them can’t be changed even if they regret it, and they can’t blame anyone.
The young Gong Yongsaki lowered his head in silence, and after a long time he kept this look and said, "I'm going to stay here for fifty years, and the working period they gave me is fifty years."
"Time is almost coming, but I know that no one can come out of this place and go out again." The young Miyazaki raised his head and smiled strangely, "Unless I am the master here."
"What can I do for you?" The old Gong Yongzai asked in doubt, she didn't feel that she had the power to be valued by another herself. In the past, she could kill other competitors on the field. No one could do this after she left.
"You are a part of me as a life. As long as you are alive, I can't exert all my strength, so I can only ask you to die once." Miyazaki stretched out his hand and took each other's hand as a ghost...
As all the strong and surly aspects of her personality, when she takes the initiative again, the weaker side naturally cannot be violated. After all, they are not two consciousnesses in one body, but they are distinguished by the character composition coexisting in one consciousness after being corrupted by the evils of the world. This part of the composition, her other side may never have the opportunity to wake up and occupy the subject.
Half a life to death, from life to death~EbookFREE.me~The ship ladies who died in the dream war witnessed the old soul merged into the gatekeeper little by little.
"Sister Enterprise, did you hear me speak?" The question was Essex. In the war against Fan Hanshijun, due to the suddenness of the war, the carrier carriers who did not have much melee firepower were the most deadly. A group, even an enterprise with a comprehensive combat power second only to Veneto, is also unfit for this type of battle, and the frigate ship mother can't provide her with much help in the war of war.
"I can hear..." The company nodded rather blankly. "How do I think we are not like dead?"
The messenger who led the ship's soul to this place walked quietly behind Miyagaki, who was in the fusion of life and death, and then stood up like a wave of black shadows carrying a huge scythe of death.
The crimson light flashed through the eyes of Gong Yongsaki: "The world of the dead should be as it should be, and will be closed from today until the day when I will expel the unqualified ruler. "
"New souls, I can see the brutal memory of war in you. You are lucky because death is not the end of your battle, but the beginning of a new life."