Straight Death Infinity

A group of retainers uttered mournful groans, and hurriedly supported Levi.

"you you…"

As if he was holding his last breath, Levi pointed at Fang Li with trembling fingers, and made a sound as if he was breathing in or out.

"I'm going to fight you..."

In a word, everyone's expressions became weird.

Fang Li also had a strange face. After taking a look at Li Wei, he opened his mouth with a half-smile.

"you sure?"

Saying this, Fang Li stretched out his hand and stroked the handle of the Ling Dao in his hand.

That action reminded Levi of the scene where Fang Li chopped off the dragon's head last night.

"Pfft...!"

Levi's fragile heart was finally defeated, his head tilted, and he passed out.

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Your Highness, ah, ah, ah!"

The screams of the retainers were like actors in a stage play, which was both tragic and comical.

In the next period of time, Elrod prepared a lively banquet for Belzer's ancient envoys, which was completely different from the meeting, and served the most advanced and sumptuous meal.

Akuya and Huihui naturally ate and ate and made a lot of noise. The last one simply performed an amazing talent at the banquet, which aroused the cheers of the audience. Punching evil gods and monsters, exhilarating.

Darkness stayed by Alice's side the whole time, and followed Alice to condolences to all the nobles present.

As for Fang Li, he was still challenged by Levi at the banquet, but it was not a duel of force, but the theme of Elode, that is, gambling.

But Fang Li actually won a big win, making Li Wei lose from the beginning to the end, and finally cried.

In this regard, Fang Li just wanted to say.

"Anyway, Lady Luck is the boss of my family..."

Of course, it is impossible to lose.

1945 The Gate to the Path of Transformation

"Gollum..."

The sound of water, undulating like magma flowing.

In the pitch-black deep sea, a figure tried its best to dive down.

"------"

The howling sound seemed to linger in my ears.

"------"

A sense of desperation seemed to linger around me.

"------"

Breathing is as hard as being cut off.

"------"

The brain seemed to be on fire.

This is a scene and feeling that Fang Li is already familiar with.

Hidden in the deep sea formed by pure death, Fang Li felt as if his whole body was falling apart, causing the distorted sound of "click, click, click" to come from his bones.

And at this very moment, Fang Li was at a depth of 5000 meters in this sea of ​​death.

The buoyancy condensed by "death" rolled towards it like a vortex, trying to eject Fang Li out of the sea.

If it was the past, Fang Li might have been knocked out of consciousness and woke up from the soul space.

But today a very strange thing happened.

(It went well...)

Yes.

It went well.

I don't know why, today, Fang Li's challenge to the sea of ​​death has become extremely smooth.

Before that, Fang Li could only dive to a depth of more than 4000 meters, and then reached the limit.

But at this moment, Fang Li, who had sneaked all the way to the position of 5000 meters, still felt a little comfortable.

(What on earth happened?)

Why did it suddenly become so smooth?

Fang Li couldn't understand it.

It is naturally impossible for Fang Li like this to know that the reason why today's challenge is so smooth is because he had a new understanding of "death" before.

Realizing that I no longer only see death in my eyes, but also many other things. I am also different from myself who only knew how to kill people before. Many changes have taken place, which made Fang Li's state of mind sublimate again. .

This sublimation is closely related to Fang Li's magic eye and soul.

After all, Fang Li's soul has already recorded all deaths, no matter what kind of things can kill, it only depends on how much Fang Li knows, and whether he can expand his horizons and make use of this record.

Therefore, every perception, comprehension, and understanding by Fang Li means the expansion of cognition and the change of mood, so that he can better understand his own soul, and the power of the magic eye will become stronger and stronger.

This is an advantage that only Fang Li has.

Although it sounds fantastic, this is the particularity of Fang Li's soul.

Therefore, a deeper understanding of the soul means that Fang Li can go deeper into the ocean formed by the deaths recorded in the soul.

In this way, Fang Li's challenge to the Sea of ​​Death will be extremely smooth today.

At least, Fang Li thinks so.

(Today, maybe we can reach the bottom of the sea...)

This thought pierced into Fang Li's heart like a needle.

So, Fang Li took a deep breath, and under the terrible buoyancy from all directions, his whole body tensed up, and he rushed to the bottom of the sea like a sharp arrow.

"Gulu Gulu...!"

The sound of water in the sea suddenly became more intense.

At this moment, countless bubbles appeared on the bottom of the sea, making the sea water fluctuate like boiling.

And this also brought Fang Li a greater sense of oppression.

You know, in this boundless ocean, every drop of water symbolizes a kind of death.

Endless deaths are boiling collectively, and that kind of despair and fear is simply not something ordinary people can bear.

Of course, the movement caused by their collective boiling cannot be small.

Fang Li ignored all of this and just continued to dive under the terrible water pressure.

5500m…

5600m…

5700m…

5800m…

6000m…

Fang Li is still digging deeper.

And even at this depth, Fang Li can still withstand the sea pressure and continue to dive.

6500m…

7000m…

7500m…

8000m…

Gradually, Fang Li's diving speed began to slow down.

(Well…!)

Fang Li let out an anguished cry in his heart.

(Can't you see the bottom of the sea even at this depth?)

How deep is this sea of ​​death?

(Can my soul bear such an ocean?)

Then, it seems natural that the soul will start to crumble.

Unless it is an eternal god, whose soul can completely withstand such an ocean?

Even the gods, if not for the existence of the god of death, would also be overwhelmed by this ocean.

No.

Maybe even the real Grim Reaper couldn't preserve so many deaths, so maybe.

But a human's soul records such a large amount of death, it's strange that it doesn't collapse.

(I'm also an incredible monster...)

While mocking himself inwardly, Fang Li kept diving down.

When he reached a depth of about 9000 meters, Fang Li's speed was already as slow as a turtle crawling.

But even though he was crawling like a turtle, Fang Li was still diving.

9200m…

9400m…