The moment Mephisto was completely erased by those dead souls, the entire 18th floor of hell became quiet again.

There is no wind or rain here, only endless lava and those confused and ignorant undead.

Apart from these, what remains are the golden dead bones and Nansen who was meditating quietly in front of him.

He 'looked' Nansen and couldn't help but sigh in his consciousness, "What a smart little guy!"

And at this moment, the whole hell finally ushered in the third sound, ‘dong~’

This time, it was like a small drum knocking, but the vibration amplitude of the entire hell seemed even greater.

Strengthening the entire world is also the first time for Nansen to truly make sense. He was trapped on an abandoned planet in the universe for a while ago.

There he once strengthened the planet, but the tiger was unable to eat the sky, and after trying it all, he failed.

Logically speaking, the reinforcement hell now is obviously much more difficult than strengthening an abandoned star, but now Nansen doesn't know how powerful it is.

Another reason is that because of the dead bone, Nansen has a very obvious medium for strengthening hell, which greatly reduces the difficulty.

He was Dizang's unwilling tone, so in order to let this breath go, he once let Mephisto rule hell for endless years, but in the end he only cultivated a complete demon king.

Nansen and Mephisto were different. When they were approaching before, not only Nansen saw the past of the dead bone, but also saw some fragments of Nansen's life together.

With the fusion of these fragments, he realized that he had waited for the candidate this time.

He believed that under the leadership of Nansen, he would move towards what the "Di Ksitigarbha" once hoped, with great harmony in the world and equality of all things!

Three days later, Nan Sen was no longer as calm as before. His whole body was filled with sweat beads, and his skin was cracked at this moment. The cracked small fine lines were shining with red blood lines, and the sweat beads mixed with blood were flowing down.

Now Nansen is like a fragile porcelain. At this moment, he seems extremely weak. Although he has his own inner universe and has some authority in the universe, and even has the dry bone as a medium at the moment, strengthening a multi-level cosmic space structure still makes him look very difficult.

"Boom~" another sound came.

The momentum of strengthening has been very huge, and this sound is already the seventeenth stroke, which means that he has strengthened the hell and strengthened the seventeenth stroke.

Under his reinforcement, all the conditions and indicators of hell are improving rapidly, and a large number of negative emotions are also highlighted.

It can be said that what Nan Sen is doing now is the same as what Ksitigarbha did back then, but the difference is that Ksitigarbha was martyred and relied on his own to change the ecological and humanistic environment of the entire hell.

Nansen relied on the reinforcement machine to continuously strengthen the entire hell. During this reinforcement process, he naturally deservedly became the new master of hell.

"Puff!" Nansen couldn't bear it, and spewed out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, strengthening it to the point where he was even consuming his life. When his life was burned out, what would continue to be his soul.

The project of strengthening hell is much larger than he thought, but it is definitely a worthwhile investment.

Finally, the eighteenth strengthening was successful, and the dry bone in front of Nansen had already begun to burn after strengthening Nansen, and now there is only one head left.

It is really because of his existence that Nansen's reinforcement is not at risk of failure.

Because the risk was borne by the dead bone, Nansen still paid his own strength. After the power was exhausted, he then paid his own life.

There was another loud noise, and there was a loud noise in each success of Nansen's strengthening, but this loud noise was not reflected in the spatial and material levels of hell, but in the soul of every hell creature.

At this moment, all the souls of all the lives that were nurtured by or came to hell were engraved with Nansen's mark. After strengthening the eighteenth time, he had truly become the Lord of Hell.

But the price was that at this moment, his hair was snow-white, and his whole body was filled with dusk aura of death, and his face was covered with wrinkles, and his age spots were mottled.

No matter how you look at it, you feel that Nansen is like an old man about to die, his vitality is almost exhausted and death is coming.

Logically speaking, the strengthening has been completed, but Nansen still kept his eyes tightly, motivating his last trace of vitality to continue to strengthen.

He has come to the end of death, and what he wants to demand next is life!

The golden dead bone was burning to the point where only one skull was left, and he looked at Nansen with a skull in his hollow pupils.

Suddenly he breathed a sigh of relief, as if an ordinary person was sighing: "Hey, this breath should be relieved!"

After saying that, even the remaining skull disappeared, turning into golden dust in the sky and scattered.

At this moment, Nansen successfully strengthened with a powerful momentum for the 19th time, and an inverted cone structural model suddenly appeared in front of him.

It can be clearly distinguished that this model has an eighteen-layer spatial structure, as if it has engraved the entire hell.

In a moment of regret, Nansen opened his eyes, and as his eyes opened, the vitality in the sky suddenly bloomed.

The 18th floor of hell, which was originally full of darkness, lava and the undead, has now changed. Light replaced dimness, soil replaced lava, and the undead in the sky turned into flowers and plants.

Nansen sat alone in the sea of ​​flowers, empty in front of him. He did not get up, but sat there, a feeling of loss filled Nansen's chest.

During his time in strengthening hell, he entered a strange state of mind.

The reinforcement has been carried out nineteen times, and he has experienced different lives in the 19th Middle School. In the first life, he was a reincarnated soul, devouring and killing during his growth...

In the second world, he became the lowest undead skeleton, and eventually entered the eighteenth level of hell.

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In each of his reinforcements, he has to go through a world, because a beautiful world never comes out of thin air. In the original hell environment, killing with only hands can create a better world.

So Nansen came from the lowest creature again and again to the 18th floor of hell to sit on the throne.

And when Nansen came to this eighteenth level of hell for the 19th time, no more demon kings were waiting for him to defeat, but an old man in a robe appeared.

He looked at Nansen warmly and said, "I once wanted to plant beautiful flowers in this world, but the overall environment did not allow it at all.

Now under your transformation, it's OK! I want to say thank you."

Nan Sen was stunned, and he woke up in amazement.

Nan Sen looked silently at the flowers and grass all over the mountains. It was hard for people to imagine that this was the infamous 18th floor of hell, but it was indeed.

Finally, Nansen stood up and his vitality returned to him. Time had turned around at this moment. He had experienced countless battles to bring new life to hell.

After getting up, Nansen looked at the miniature hell in front of him and reached out to a little.

Then the ubiquitous haze disappeared in hell, the scale of lava was controlled, and flowers were blooming in every inch of dark soil.
Chapter completed!