The third thousand and forty-seventh chapter the revenge of the devil
The demon who broke through the seal was obviously in a state of rage.
With a roar, the demon god sprayed out a massive amount of magma from his mouth, turning the surrounding city into a sea of fire.
Countless city residents were swallowed up by the raging flames, or ran in panic in the streets and alleys.
This does not get rid of the crisis, because there are still monsters burning in flames on the streets, as well as meteors and meteorites falling from the sky.
They carry terrifying power and wreak havoc without restraint.
This catastrophic scene still cannot satisfy the devil, because there is endless anger in his heart.
"Damn bastards, let me demolish this ruined city first, and then I'll settle the score with you!"
Cursing hatefully, the Demon God waved his fist and slammed it to the ground.
"boom!"
Amid the shaking of the earth and mountains, two cracks suddenly appeared, starting from the Death Arena and spreading rapidly towards the center of the city.
Houses collapsed wherever they passed, and there were two deep ravines. It was impossible to tell how deep they were.
The magma flames in the arena continued to move forward along the two cracks, and then spread to other parts of the city.
Because of the presence of hot magma, the entire city has completely turned into a purgatory at this moment.
The only thing people can do is to run away desperately, trying to escape the pursuit of death.
Compared with the panicked city residents fleeing for their lives, the audience trapped in the arena was already in a sluggish state at this moment.
Their souls seemed to have frozen, causing their bodies to lose control, as if molten iron had poured into their joints.
Even if they let go of their restraints and let them run freely, they have forgotten how to move.
They never thought that they could be so close to the devil and witness him destroy this super city with their own eyes.
In front of the terrifying gods, there is no difference between humans and monks, they are all as fragile as a piece of white paper.
Just tear it apart or light a fire and it will disappear completely.
Looking at the tragic scenes around the city, the Demon God nodded with satisfaction, and then turned his attention to the inside of the arena.
Looking at the audience who were as humble as ants, trembling under his gaze, he let out a burst of cold laughter.
"You bunch of damn fools, you are yelling at me every day, you are just like a bunch of fools.
What's even more unbearable is that the bodies of those idiots are thrown down, causing a stench down there.
I swore at that time that sooner or later, I would demolish this damn place.
I also want you idiots to know how serious the consequences will be for teasing me!
Don’t you like to stay in the arena all day long, shouting and roaring loudly? Today I will fulfill your wish!”
When the devil said this, he waved his hand lightly, and all the spectators flew into the air.
I saw Him stretching out two big hands, gathering the audience together, and easily kneading them into a huge ball of flesh.
This meat ball was covered with heads of spectators, who were constantly wailing.
The demon gently pulled on the meat ball, and an extra-long neck made of bone, skin, and flesh appeared under the meat ball.
Then he stretched out his hand and pressed it, inserting the slender neck into the stand, and stretched out his hand to turn it twice.
It wobbles like a big-headed doll or a doll with a spring neck.
"From now on, you can only stay here, and you can't go anywhere else.
Don't think about coming back to life to get out of trouble, because if you die, there will be no possibility of resurrection!"
Hearing the warning from the devil, the heads of the audience on the meat ball suddenly let out a shrill wail.
If that were the case, it would be a disaster.
Although they don't want to believe it and think that the devil is deceiving them, they definitely don't dare to try it easily.
The only thing he could do was to shake the huge meat ball like his head and keep wailing and praying.
"Let me go, please!"
"I don't want to die, I want to get out of here!"
"Asshole, why is it me? It's not fair!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I want to go home..."
All kinds of sounds are constantly coming from this huge head, which is extremely annoying to listen to.
The seemingly thin neck seemed a little overwhelmed, but no matter how it shook, it never broke.
“Hahaha, it’s really a very good work!”
When the devil saw this scene, he immediately laughed wildly and was very satisfied with his work.
Then he turned around and looked at the imprisoned duelists.
"It's up to you next, damn bastards!"
The Demon God cursed angrily, and it could be seen that he had strong opinions on these duellists.
"You bunch of damn idiots think you are brave, so you are fighting and killing every day.
Because you can resurrect from the dead, you will not be afraid and will be so unscrupulous.
For example, this idiot died more than seventy times, and his head was chopped off every time.
Are you a pig-head? Why do you die the same way every time, why can't you die in a new way?"
The Demon God pointed his finger at a duelist, yelled in an angry tone, and then waved his hand lightly.
A group of headless red-haired monsters gathered quickly, and they looked exactly the same.
The Demon God reached out and grabbed the duelist who was scolded bloody by him, and was directly stuffed into the red-haired monster.
"Don't you like having your head chopped off? From now on, you will have your head chopped off over and over again, and then you will keep coming back to life.
No one else needs to do it, it's all done by your own body, guaranteeing you a hearty death.
There is one more thing I must tell you, that is, the pain of death will increase dozens of times.
Aren't you afraid of death? Then I'll let you experience what real death feels like!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black clearing appeared above the sea of scalding magma and fire.
A group of headless red-haired monsters and the duelist were thrown directly in.
I saw those red-haired monsters rushing forward one after another and cutting off the head of the duelist with their swords.
The duelist let out a scream, his head rose into the sky, and his body fell to the ground.
Just by listening to the voice, you can tell how much pain he endured.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, another head popped out from the bare neck.
The resurrected duelist looked around with a blank expression, and suddenly thought of something.
Indescribable horror appeared on his face, and he jumped up to escape.
But at this moment, a red-haired monster rushed up and chopped off his head again with a knife.
This scene is repeated over and over again.
However, in a short period of time, the duelist was beheaded more than ten times, and the miserable wails continued.
The trapped monks and duelists were stunned by the scene in front of them, and there was no need to describe the panic in their hearts.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a strange cheer was heard coming from the huge head.
The audience, who was kneaded into a ball, could not help but cheer and applaud when faced with this bloody and cruel scene.
As before, the duellists performed in the arena, and the audience watched from the stands.
If it weren't for the hellish scene in front of me, just listening to the sound, I would even mistakenly think that nothing has changed.
"Hahaha, very good!"
The devil laughed wildly again, seemingly extremely satisfied with his work.