Return from the second dimension

Today's arena, not only has a group of deformed audiences, but also performers.

But in the eyes of the devil, these are far from enough.

He was sealed by the suppression for a long time, and too much anger accumulated in his heart, and he was anxious to vent it.

I saw a skull made of smoke, spinning around in the death arena, and falling on a duelist.

"You idiot, the way you die is different every time. Is it because you deliberately experience different ways of death?

Since your hobby is so special, then I must be satisfied, and I must let you re-experience these methods of death tens of thousands of times!"

As soon as the sound of the magic word fell, a group of red-haired monsters with mutilated bodies rushed over and arrested a monk.

But in an instant, they moved into a sea of ​​magma and flames, above a new scorching open space.

Unlike the group of red-haired monsters that keep beheading, when these red-haired monsters attack, they are all the means when they are beheaded.

Some were pierced into the heart by a sharp weapon, some were cut directly in the waist, and some were pierced by the stomach.

Every method of death reappears on the duel, and under the stimulation of dozens of times of pain, it is simply like purgatory torture.

All the duelists have already understood what the Demon God is going to do, but just like that, they will tremble with fear.

Because they have died in the arena many times, for fear that those cruel injuries will be imposed on themselves again.

Especially the punishment of doubling the pain, as long as you think about it for a moment, you will know how terrible it is.

If you don't believe it, just look at the two duelists, listen to their wailing voices, and know what it feels like.

Fearing to endure this kind of pain, the duelists did not hesitate to escape or kill themselves with a knife.

Only death can avoid suffering.

However, under the supervision of the Demon God, these little cleverness of the duelist had no chance to succeed.

"I don't allow you to die, then no one can die!"

The Demon God's voice sounded, with indescribable coldness and uncontrollable pride.

At the same time as this sentence was said, those duelists who tried to escape suicide were immediately paralyzed.

Countless red-haired monsters rushed over again, they lifted the duel who had collapsed on the ground, and then entered the center of the arena one after another.

Pieces of circular fields circled by flames appeared one after another, and began to stage bloody beheading scenes.

The mentally broken duelists, the red-haired monsters turned into by their corpses, continuously beheaded them by various methods.

I want to get rid of the pain, but I can't.

The big-headed monster in the stands was very excited, it kept swaying and turning, swearing and cheering.

The arena is very lively, the devil laughed happily.

"Happy, happy, let you bastards disgust me!"

The demon cursed loudly, while scanning the entire arena, wanting to appreciate his masterpiece.

Then he saw that a special isolated island existed in the magma fire sea.

On this isolated island, a group of duelists gathered unexpectedly, shrinking their heads and avoiding the devil's gaze.

Obviously they were praying, and the demon god did not find himself, so he could escape the catastrophe.

When the demon god's eyes fell on his body, feeling the coldness and mercilessness, the duelists completely extinguished their illusions.

"I'm going to die!"

While speaking, a duelist raised a dagger and wiped it fiercely toward the neck.

As long as he succeeds in suicide, he will be able to escape. He has never been like this, hoping that he can die soon.

But as expected, the feeling of the cold blade cutting through the throat did not appear, and the dagger in his hand also had a problem.

Become soft, like a mess of mud.

Looking down, it turned out that the dagger was no longer a dagger, but drooped softly.

"I must die today!"

The duelist yelled, grabbed the knife of an accomplice next to him, and slashed at his forehead.

Just listen to the big knife "slap", like rotten wood, scattered all over the ground.

"what……"

Upon seeing this, the duelist wailed desperately and rushed towards the magma ahead.

"Please, let me die!"

He begged loudly, jumped without hesitation, and fell into the lava fire.

Feeling the scorching temperature, a happy smile appeared on the face of this duelist.

I can finally die...

But in the next second, his face hit the ground, and his teeth fell out of his mouth.

"Uh...hohoho..."

The duelist didn't get up, but lay on the ground with his hips pouting, with a desperate wailing grin.

He already knew very well that without the permission of the Demon God, he couldn't die at all.

Suffering like purgatory torture is already unavoidable.

When the other duelists saw this, they didn't feel ridiculous at all, but were even more sad and terrified.

They also want to try to escape by suicide, but what has just happened has proved that this is nothing but wishful thinking.

His current destiny is already in the hands of the Demon God, even if he wants to die, he can't do it.

"You idiots, I have already told you that before getting my permission, none of you should die!"

The devil laughed triumphantly, and at the same time stretched out his hand, countless red-haired monsters swarmed.

They rushed in front of the paralyzed duelist, dragged them to the field surrounded by flames, and continued the killing show.

The duelists wailed desperately, but they couldn't get rid of them at all, and they had to die alive and torment.

"Hahaha, you idiots, now you know you regret it?

I want you to regret your collapse every minute and every second, but you can't find relief!

For not cherishing life so much, and having been sick for so long, this is the punishment you deserve!"

The voice of the devil reverberated in the air, causing the lucky duelists to plunge into despair.

Having just said this, the Demon God widened his eyes and looked at the area in the center of the island.

There were metal pillars standing there, besides that there was a figure standing there silently.

"Huh, what's the matter with you?"

The huge head made of smoke slowly leaned over, covering the figure in the center of the island.

Tang Zhen, who was stared at by the Demon God, just stood quietly, as if he hadn't heard the other party's question at all.

"Weird?"

The Demon God looked at Tang Zhen and waved his hand again, trying to drive the red monster to attack.

Unexpectedly, after the order was given, the red-haired monsters didn't even move.

"Interesting, without your body, is it a newcomer?"

The head of the demon god composed of smoke, like a huge dark cloud, hovered above Tang Zhen's head.

The blood-red eyes made of magma were staring at Tang Zhen, as if trying to see through his foundation.

Just by Tang Zhen's means, if you want to hide yourself, it may not be possible for a few people to see through.

Staring at Tang Zhen for a full minute, the smoke head of the Demon God floated to the sky, floating above the headless body.

"It now appears that you should be the only innocent person, or not a special bastard.

That being the case, I will give you a chance to survive, but you must keep in mind what happened today, and then find a chance to tell everyone.

How did my Lone Star Taoist show his power to demolish this damn city of sin, and how did he clean up these bastards!"