Imaclada felt that the air around him was filled with heat, as if he was above a volcano.

She opened her eyes. This was a cave-like place.

wrong!

This is not a cave!

Imaclada looked at the rock walls and vines. These were the flesh and blood tissue of some kind of creature, made of lava and flesh intertwined.

The surrounding rock walls seemed to be breathing, constantly shrinking back and forth.

Every time it contracts, a large number of sparks will be sputtered out, and flame patterns will appear on the flesh and blood, just like the internal organs of the human body being burned and rotted.

She seemed to be in the belly of some huge ancient creature.

There are a large number of blood demons trapped on the rock wall on her side, and the wooden vines similar to blood vessels are wrapped around their bodies.

The vines penetrated their temples, collarbones, ribs and leg bones, firmly fixing them to the wall and preventing them from moving.

And on the opposite wall,

It was tied up with Nailhead, Deep Throat, Gourmet, and Shivertooth, as well as dozens of ferocious hell monks.

On the air between the two groups of people,

Various torture instruments and beds were erected, and a lot of fresh minced flesh and blood were scattered on the dark ground stained by blood.

There were iron hooks hanging from the vines hanging from the ceiling, with different internal organs hanging from them, and even the large intestine was dragged to the ground.

Two children with heads like lizards,

He was squatting next to the intestines, licking them constantly, as if he wanted to eat, but he didn't dare to swallow.

He looked hungry and timid.

It was as if what was in front of him was both delicious food and bone-gnawing poison.

The nail head opposite had also opened his eyes. When he saw the predicament in front of him, his eyes were filled with anger, but they quickly calmed down.

He twitched his limbs and body and found that the confinement was very firm.

With the struggling movements,

A force full of burning and erosion was transmitted from the vines to his body, and the burning pain that reached his soul was very strong.

The pain stimulated his numb sensory tissue.

"Unbearable pain!"

Feeling the pain that if he continued to struggle, he would not only tear his body, but also his soul, Nailhead understood clearly that this was beyond the scope of the high priest.

This was pain caused by the power of the Lord of Hell, and it was not something his soul could bear.

Both Imaclada and Nailhead turned their attention to the two little monsters present.

There was an evil light in Nail Head's eyes:

"Little guy, those rotten intestines taste very ordinary."

"Come here, there is something to suit your taste!"

"It can satisfy your hunger, your desires, your soul."

"Yes, come here!"

"What you desire is within my body, and here is the freshest gift!"

In a seductive tone, he continued to confuse the two little monsters in the center of the ground.

Two child monsters that look like lizard men,

After hearing this, they stood upright, tilted their heads, and pointed their ears at the nail head. One of their side eyes was like a rotating camera lens, also looking at the nail head.

The corners of Nailhead's mouth raised slightly, and he struggled with his abdomen again. There was a gap in his soul, but he didn't care.

The vine inserted into his ribs was touched, and a drop of thick, black, steaming blood flowed from the gap in his ribs to the ground as he struggled.

Like lava falling to the ground,

A puff of white smoke came out, followed by a puff, and then gradually condensed.

This is because the power contained in the vine boils the blood.

The two child lizardmen stared at the intestines mixed with blood demon and hell monk on the hook, then looked at the nail head and sniffed it carefully.

Finally slowly crawled towards the nail head.

The center of Nail Head's completely dark pupils became deeper and deeper. As long as these two little monsters tasted the fragrance of blood and were driven by greed, they touched his body.

The hell torture instruments on his ribs can be activated and replenished with fresh blood.

Just when the two little monsters lay down and licked the blood, a group of strange people appeared in the passage. They either had scales and heads like animals, or their bodies had undergone material mutations.

"Nocturnal Clan!"

When Imaclada saw this group of people, he recognized them instantly.

After all, because the Night Walkers are the enemies of the Fantasy Tribe, she has killed many Night Walkers before and is very familiar with them.

As far as she knew, the Night Walker tribe was almost extinct, but there was actually a new tribe here.

The child on the ground was like a child who was afraid of his parents. He hurriedly shrank back to the other corner, and Nail Head's eyes changed vaguely.

He also knew these Night Walkers. When he drained the energy of 3,000 magicians, one-third of them were Night Walkers.

These night walkers all have supernatural powers in their bodies and are innate magicians.

When did the Night Walkers, like a bereaved dog, hook up with a Lord of Hell?

"Oh, wake up, it's better to wake up!"

The leader of the night tribe has an oval head like a tadpole, with floating hair on the back. Each hair is as thick as a hemp rope, somewhat similar to tentacles.

He stretched out his fingers, which were like black dry branches, and pointed around randomly.

Immediately, the night warriors behind them grabbed the iron hook in mid-air, as if it were sliding down a track, and pulled it in front of the named nine blood demons and seven hell monks.

The iron hooks pierced their bodies, like hanging bacon.

These iron hooks have a similar effect of imprisonment. The vines on the bodies of these demons slowly pulled away, but they were hung by the iron hooks and could not move at all.

The 16 selected demons were dragged to the middle of the cave.

There was another group of night walkers wrapped in black robes. They lowered their heads, kept chanting unknown prayers, and slowly walked over pushing an ancient frame.

There was a pile of black firewood on the frame.

Each of these woods was in the shape of a ‘⊥’. If you put them together, you will find that they are crosses split into two pieces.

When the frame arrived at the designated location.

The night walkers guarding the 16 demons, at the signal of the leading night walker, stretched out their sharp nails, like blades, and tore open the bodies of these bloody demons and hell monks.

Under the restraints of the iron hooks hanging in the cave, the ‘immortal’ power belonging to the monks in their bodies did not take effect at all.

"They carry the breath of our nocturnal tribe, and their hands are stained with the wronged souls of our people."

"Use their blood and flesh to release the bondage of 'my Lord'!"

"The god of our nocturnal tribe, the builder of Midian, and the great baptizer has returned, and our nocturnal tribe will stand on the earth again!"

"We will cleanse the descendants of Jehovah!" (End of this chapter)

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