It's a haven for madmen and psychos, killing and being killed every day, and if you want to live, you can only become even crazier than all the madmen. - Dante [Journey to Hell: Mad Paradise Essay]

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On this day, a new face appeared in the chaotic town of Chijiao.

It was a guy who wrapped himself like a grim reaper, holding a strangely shaped knife in his arms, with giant ** staggered serrations on both sides, and there was always a miserable green light turning at the blade position.

Even though the park is filled with thrill-seeking maniacs every day, only this guy is special.

For he had broken into the town in a beast as tall as a mountain, and for no reason he had slain half of the demons, and had forcibly enslaved the other half to find something for him.

As a result, the crowded town of Red Horn was empty in an instant, and all the demons were forced to run around with a blueprint for the new boss.

The drawing shows a black-armored warrior holding a trident, his whole body is wrapped in pitch-black metal armor, and he looks like a humanoid creature from the body, with huge hanging horns on both sides of the helmet, as sharp as a scimitar, and the surface of the armor is carved out of a hideous and inhuman demon face, which is the standard of handsomeness in terms of demonic aesthetics.

The Ash Prince's promise is about whether he can survive the fission moth's calculations, and finding this mysterious person is about whether he is qualified to walk to the Ash Prince's palace.

It was a legendary alchemist from the 'Golden Realm' who was forced into exile due to religious persecution, spent hundreds of years in hell, and made this magical armor 'distant home' that is known as a quasi-artifact among legendary and epic professionals.

The birth of the magic armor depleted the alchemist's life of wealth and time, and he wanted to return to his hometown all his life, and the alchemist's almost crazy obsession with this equipment was enshrined in the alchemist's almost crazy obsession, and after completing the last process, he went crazy, and his soul filled the armor in the form of a 'living weapon', leaving an eternal curse for the creatures that might wear this armor in the future.

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Those who come back to Paradise are madmen, and if you want to make them obedient, you will only become madmen who are even more evil than them, and now it seems that this decision is undoubtedly the right one.

Next, Cangye sat on the shoulders of Beamon and bloodied three towns in a row, enslaving tens of thousands of demons to serve him.

The enslaved people soon spread from the corner of Mad Paradise to the surrounding areas.

Each layer of Hell is a special semi-independent plane, which gradually radiates to the bottom of the abyss in a pyramid-shaped structure, and from the first layer, the territory of each layer expands exponentially.

The Fourth Layer of Hell Territory occupies less than 20% of the area of the entire Fourth Layer of the Abyss, but this territory alone is comparable to 1.2 Orc Domains.

Cangye relied on the data in the database to locate the 237 coordinates that might appear in the demon armor, and finally locked the specific direction after excluding 199 of them, so this move was made.

However, the violent intrusion of the night also caused the dissatisfaction of the local forces, and a tyrannical demonized lion leader was eye-catching to tear the night to pieces, and in addition to the leader, there were also many leaders who locked their greedy eyes on the Beamon giant beast on the night.

As the range of activity continued to expand in the night, the vicious gaze that followed him became more and more dense, and when it reached its peak, it was bound to explode sooner or later.

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Under pressure enough to make ordinary people tremble in fear, Cangye finally got specific information from the demon's armored 'distant hometown'.

The armor disappeared the moment it was forged, and then fell into the hands of countless monsters or otherworldly beings for the next few hundred years, but without exception, they were cursed the moment they were put on.

There are three layers of curses, the first layer is [Lost Dance], and if the person wearing the armor does not complete the conditions of the second layer of [Cursed Prayer], the judgment will not be triggered, so that the wearer's body will be locked in the cold armor forever.

The cursed prayer contains the endless viciousness and madness of the curse of the Creator, who has a terrible hatred for the persecution of his Church of God, and this hatred has been fermenting over time, and now, in order to unravel this curse, the only condition that must be fulfilled is to kill the God of the Church who persecuted him.

Killing gods as the price of unlocking the curse becomes an almost unsolvable problem.

If you fail to unlock the Cursed Prayer, the third layer of Whisper of the Afflicted will activate the judgment every 72 hourglass hours after the Lost Dance triggers.

At the beginning of the judgment, the whispers of evil chaos can be heard in the ears of the person wearing the armor at every moment, with sweet but vicious instigation and bewitchment, leading the wearer to abandon reason and go crazy, and after failing the SAN value test again and again, the soul of the wearer who is dragged into 'hysteria' will turn into the nourishment of the armor, and the flesh will become the body of the opponent to drive.

For hundreds of years, no matter what level of existence this armor fell into, it failed to unlock these three layers of curses, and eventually became a victim of the mad alchemist.

But removing the curse, 'Far Away' is indeed qualified to be called a quasi-artifact, and its most important criterion is that this magic armor is a perfect set composed of eight +5 level excellence-level equipment!

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Kaiyuan City stands at the foot of the mountain, it is a half-mountain stepped city carved out of the mountain, and you can look at the majestic magic mountain capital in the clouds and mist by climbing the mountain peak along the mountain road.

It was a large city with a permanent population of more than a million, and it was the first city in Paradise where the horn sounded to hear the sound of killing, so two months ago, countless demons had begun to gather in Kaiyuan City.

Grumpy, aggressive, and chaotic demons will definitely bleed as long as there are more than two of them in one place.

The wide avenue is full of dilapidated and half-collapsed buildings, countless demons are fighting each other, roars, roars, screams, and screams weave together the loudest symphony of hell, and the flowers of flesh and blood bloom every moment before the curtain ends.

Corpses can be found everywhere, but only bones remain, and some of the scavengers depend on them for survival.

In addition to demons, visitors from outside hell and even beyond the abyss can be seen here.

There is no shortage of orcs, elves, dwarves, giants, and fishmen, and madmen from the human world are never absent from this feast.

A human who had strayed into hell from Prometheus, Carben was also a child of God until he foolishly gave his soul to the devil and found out that he had been deceived.

After being tortured, he escaped from purgatory to hell, became a slave to the demons, and was sent to the fourth level, where he was imprisoned in the gladiatorial arena and became a consumable for the demons to kill at will.

As with the New Purgatory, the city of hell has never lacked brutal gladiatorial arenas, and the demons are more fanatical about bloody collisions than the Rapoo Devil.

After repeating another day of desperate and numb fighting, Carbon was lucky enough to have his stomach cut open by the opponent, and his intestines and organs jumped out, and the value of consumables was squeezed dry, and it was finally thrown out of Kaiyuan City to fend for itself.

And just as it waited for the flame of life to be extinguished, it encountered a pair of pitch-black armor that would act on its own.