Buzz!

The five-pointed star magic array covered with the light of the morning star reflects on the underworld of hell.

Mark and wheat step out.

The army of fallen angels flying over the underworld gathered their wings behind them and stood quietly on the ground holding their weapons.

The demons who were temporarily drawn from hell elsewhere on the ground of the underworld also stopped their hands and knelt on one knee and lowered their heads to Mark.

The forbidden voice of the fallen angel and the demon.

Only the deceased wailing and reluctance to curse suddenly sounded.

only.

The moment the deceased, who had been in this deformed hell for at least fifty years, had just spoken, the red-faced demon who was about to escort the group of deceased to execute him changed his face.

Swish!

A hideous head flew into the sky.

The swearing dead man kept standing in a stand-up position and turned into ashes from his feet.

The rest of the dead, who were also preparing to forcibly get angry from the protruding posture, were even more trembling when they saw this.

Death is not scary, they are already dead anyway.

But compared to death, they are most afraid of not getting the opportunity to go to the next life. After all, even if they are to be executed, they are only sacrificed and fallen into the river of resentment, and there is still a chance in the next life.

The pentagram array is closed.

Mark took off his magic mirror and looked at the green trove in the distance of the underworld and smiled.

That's right.

Hell should be beautiful, so why do you do all kinds of high-tech buildings?

Make a show?

Mark shook his head and said to Maizi, "Let's go."

Maizi nodded and waved to the surroundings.

The fallen angel flew again over the underworld, and the devils who were temporarily drawn were also reentered in the daily work of hell.

What is difficult to describe is the current situation of hell here.

But if there are many disadvantages, choose to ignore them?

The worst result is at most the hell here in Sukong.

The same sentence.

What hell is most lacking is the dead. The human deceased's position on the list of love for hell is still behind the alien deceased...

Purgatory.

The Hell Fire, which was previously closed by the so-called Hell Committee in the name of disrespect for the rights of prisoners, was reignited. Blood-like crimson flames were spread all over the corners of the Purgatory with a foot of 108 layers. The lower the temperature of the Hell Fire became, and the fire was acting on the core of the soul.

“Which floor is our guests on.”

"Ten layers."

Mark stopped and looked at Maizi in surprise and asked, "Tenth floor?"

The Hell Fire of Purgatory acts on the core of the soul, and how hard is the soul of a dead person?

The existence of purgatory is to imprison the demons who are full and have nothing to do in hell. It is not the core of the soul that is so weak that it will be broken by the dead when blown by the wind of hell.

The same sentence.

Hell is being taken a detached here.

At least there is no hell like this. The deceased at the bottom of the food chain has become the highest section of the food chain. In order to execute these deceaseds, purgatory is needed...

When Maizi heard Mark's question, he asked directly: "You said that her soul core is enough to rival the higher demons. You need to detain her alone, and there are only available rooms on the tenth floor near the critical point."

Mark was speechless.

The Tenth Level of Purgatory.

Mark walked through the aisle and glanced at the prisons on both sides of the aisle, and could vaguely see the grand scene before hell.

There is no way to ignore it, the demonic skeletons before the committee era remained in it as they were.

Mark looked at wheat.

Maizi said seriously: "What's wrong? You don't want our fallen angels to clean up here, as for the demons of hell? What they fear is purgatory. They don't even dare to get close to them, and they still want them to come in and clean up?"

Mark thought about it and it was right.

The Legion of the Fallen Angels in the Underworld is the direct line. It is selected from the best among the hells in various places. Mark cannot let this group of treasures do such a job.

As for the demons?

Purgatory is equivalent to death penalty on humans in the hearts of the demons.

Mark simply ignored it directly and selectively.

Not long.

Mark stood at the door of a cell, and Proctor, who was still in the cell, was standing in a white shirt and a black vest, and looked at Mark's back at the window of the cell, staring at the burning fire of hell that went straight to the depths of hell.

"You are the first one who dares to face the dead of Hell Fire."

"The pain makes me feel like I'm still alive."

"You are dead."

Mark directly waved his right hand and opened the prison door, then walked in and said lightly: "Hell is the home of the demons. You dead are equivalent to outsiders. It is not impossible for outsiders to live better here, but it is wrong for you to be the leader of your family."

Proctor endured the pain of the fire of hell on the soul, turned around and looked at Mark without fear of Mark's identity and said directly: "But we handled it well, didn't we?"

Mark smiled.

good?

"It is the most basic thing that hell and the world do not interfere with each other. You have not done this. Just on the ground, there are more than half of the living and the dead living together in a city."

"Our Hell War Department arrests these criminals who escaped from prison every day."

"Okay, what do I want to discuss with you about this."

What else to discuss?

Chat channels are not on the same channel.

Moreover, Mark did not have such a Swiss time to discuss the implementation of the hell policy with Proctor.

Mark shut down the topic straight to the point: "I understand that you don't want to be transformed into a higher demon."

Prok features head.

Mark said, "Then do you know what level of the higher demons are in hell?"

"I know." Proctor didn't seem to want to have more conversations on this issue and said directly: "When will I be executed."

Mark smiled and looked at the expressionless Proctor, saying, "You just want to enter the river of resentment? The environment there is the worst."

Proctor didn't speak.

Mark smiled and said, "Do you know that after becoming a higher demon, you can forgive the ten dead."

Proctor's unscathed expression disappeared.

really.

Mark thought to himself, and glanced at the wheat that was staying beside him and escorting his own.

Maizi lowered his head and played with the demon dagger that was lit.

“…What you said is true?”

"I don't need to deceive the higher demons, and I don't want to deceive the dead."

"That……"

"Yes, as long as you transform into a higher demon, you can completely forgive Roy Pusif for preventing him from the sinking of the river of resentment."

Proctor looked at Mark with a hint of surprise.

"Think about it." Mark turned around and walked towards the prison door and added, "By the way, and after you become a high demon, Roy Pusif will always be by your side as long as you want."

Mark said as he walked out the door.

Proctor's voice came from behind.
Chapter completed!