The pet devil can't stand the brave owner!

It's strange to say.

The moment Marisa Viviten retrieved her memories, she realized that something was wrong.

It wasn't Nostoia, who had the most intuitive instincts in their group.

It's the biggest, uninhibited Chablorob.

It's not that she suddenly enlightened anything, it's just that when Marisa Vizhentian retrieved her memory, she happened to be looking at Marisa Vizhentian.

That's how she saw the look in Marisa Vizhentian's eyes when she retrieved the memories of the [Seal of Adultery] in her body.

The kind of eyes that almost all the people of the Seven Faces World would have looked at them like that a year ago.

Despair, a deep despair, was conceived the moment Marisa Vivietine retrieved her memories.

Because she retrieved her memory, she completely recognized the face of the woman in front of her who was reprimanding her.

It's the same as the woman who put the [Seal of Adultery] in her body.

She couldn't forget, she couldn't forget the scene in the memory of the other person who was just driving one of the other person's hairs.

Countless bones were piled up under the woman's body to form a mountain of corpses, and the blood-red twin moons on the corpse mountain hung over her head like guards, dyeing the whole world blood-red.

In such a terrifying scene, the beautiful woman with long silver-white hair on the corpse mountain was dangling her legs leisurely.

And her swaying legs were like kicking stones in boredom, constantly stirring the bones on the mountain of corpses.

Molissa Vizhentian, who was supposed to be just a magic-driven spirit body, stood helplessly under such a desperate sky as if she had a real feeling, listening to the song that the silver-haired beauty was humming on the corpse mountain.

At that time, she wanted to look away and escape from that scene.

But she couldn't move at all, she couldn't escape.

At that moment, she already felt it, although the person on the mountain of corpses had been sitting with his back to him.

But the man had already locked on her.

Perhaps in that person's eyes, she was a lamb to the slaughter from the moment she first entered this world of memory.

At that time, she thought she was dead, but the silver-haired beauty on the mountain of corpses only turned her head slightly, and glanced at her with contempt out of the corner of her eye.

But that glance at the fact that he didn't even look at it made Alyssa Wei Zhentian flash countless fragments of his own death in his mind for a moment.

Split in half by a giant blade, fried in an oil pan until it is cooked through, eaten by people as food, crushed into "human strips" by boulders, drowned in water until its whole body swells, played with by people until it was thrown on the side of the road like garbage, and dismembered in front of people as fun...

Countless ways to die flashed in front of Marisa Vizhentian.

Although each fragment only flashed for a moment, in that flashing moment, the silver-haired beauty transmitted the feeling of death to Marisa Vizhentian.

If it weren't for Marisa Vijential's memory world.

Then Marisa Vizhentian, who felt this, would go crazy in an instant.

Every moment of death is painful, whether it is dying of disease, being killed, being crushed to death, being played to death, being poisoned, drowning, burned, crushed, thrown to death, hacked to death...

Countless ways to die invaded Marisa Vizhentian's memories in an instant, messing up her mind.

Die Die!

Marisa Viviten couldn't remember what had happened to her the moment she was infused with the memory of death.

She only knew that when she came back to her senses in that world of memory.

Originally, as a spiritual body, she would not have any physiological reactions, but she was already incontinent, and her hands and feet seemed to be completely broken, and she collapsed on the ground like mud.

And there was her saliva, snot, and tears on the ground.

However, even so, the silver-haired beauty on the mountain of corpses did not look back at her.

He just said in a mocking chuckle.

"So you chose to die like this? Hahahaha! It

was a kind of wild and unbridled laughter, which was clearly laughing, but it made the listener feel cold to the bone marrow, like falling into an ice cave.

The strangest thing is that at that time, in a state of ignorance, Marisa Vizhentian herself obviously did not have any memory to speak of.

But as if she was already afraid of this person on the corpse mountain from the marrow of her bones, she didn't dare to disobey what she said.

"Huh!?"

"That's good! Then it will be as you wish! Hahaha! The

silver-haired girl on the mountain of corpses shook her hand behind her back, and a streamer of light followed her palm into her lower abdomen.

Then she was banished, and the world of memories began to blur a little bit.

Only then did the man on the mountain of corpses turn his head to look at her.

It was a beautiful face full of evil, and that chilling smile hung on her face, and she said her last words to Marisa Vizantian.

"I wish you a happy death! Hahaha! And

by the time she returned from that memory world, the dark purple pattern had already been tattooed on her lower abdomen.

What happened after that was the same as what the people of Chablorob had experienced.

But at that time, the memory of the desperate and painful death was as imprinted on the soul of Marisa Vizhentian as the [Seal of Obscenity].

So much so that there are other memories of the [Seal of Adultery] period of Chabrolobub as a distinction.

But when she saw Chablorob's face again, the same as the silver-haired beauty on the corpse mountain.

She was instantly frightened and didn't dare to move, her eyes were staring, and all kinds of death memories began to run in front of her like a marquee.

Even underneath her began to become uncontrollably incontinent.

If she is allowed to keep recalling like this, no one will stop her behavior.

Her mind, which had just been retrieved by the Exorcist Temple, would have been completely shattered in the endless memory of death.

Maybe this is the trap set by the evil True Demon King's soul.

Even if she disables or suppresses Marisa Vijenten's [Seal of Obscenity], she will fall into a meltdown when she sees Chabrorob's face and remembers the memories of endless pain.

It's as if it was an intelligent life that just saw the demon king Chablorob fall into madness.

At this point, Chabrolob, who coexists with the soul of the Demon King, can be said to know all too well.

"Da!!"

To the surprise of everyone present, Chablorob did not ask anyone for help at the first time, and almost without hesitation, he stepped on the face of Marisa Vizhentian and ravaged her cheeks with his jade feet.

"I didn't even allow it! Who allowed you to be cranky! Trash fish! "

Chablorob used the simplest, most violent and reckless method to save Marisa Vizhentian's sanity moments before she completely collapsed.