"Do you know what I'm most afraid of?" Nervein Moore took Magina to the depths of the soul abyss, the language was humorous, for Magina, Neven Moore was a demon king, and the aura exuded was uncomfortable, if there was really a hell, then the reputation of this place was nothing more than that. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Magina and the Shadow Demon walked in the abyss of souls, where the souls of all the dead lived, and they hadn't thought much about Nyvenmore's question, what could the Demon King or a dead person be afraid of, "Are you kidding me?" ”

Nyven Moore smiled, black aura floating around, and even so, Magina could still feel the Shadow Fiend's bright smile, "No...... Magina ...... I know that before you lived in the earthly world, it was your loved ones who were afraid of losing......."

Magina was a little surprised, Nyven Moore knew a lot, what he was most afraid of was the person who knew him so well, but now the demon king in front of him knew him so well, he vaguely felt fear from the darkness, he had been very uncomfortable since he came here, everything around him was so strange, if it wasn't for the fear now, I'm afraid he would have thought he was dead, "You know I'm looking for my brother?" ”

Conversations between smart people don't need too many words, sometimes a sentence jumps a lot, of course Nerwin Moore knows that Magina didn't look back to find the reason for the emergence of the earthly world, he has devoured tens of millions of souls and has always been very accurate in seeing people, maybe the immortal demon king, there has never been anything to be afraid of, "I don't know your purpose, but with everything you said, it can be seen that in fact, you have great hopes for yourself, Magina, has been like this since childhood." ”

Magina didn't speak, for him, the poet in front of him put a lot of pressure on him, if he really has the ability to solve this demon king, of course he will solve it, the key is that he doesn't have the ability, not to mention that in the underground world, the master here is Nyven Moore, and the demon king who has devoured tens of millions of souls is probably really immortal compared to the years of life.

"Haha...... I'll take you somewhere, come on. Nervemoore waved his hands, his confident look made Magina want to laugh, Nyvenmore was not as serious as he thought, he did not lack a sense of humor, if he could, maybe the two of them could make friends, but the situation at the moment was not as good as imagined.

Nyvenmore floated in front of them, his soul around them, and when he reached the edge of the cliff, Magina looked down, and there were only flames and black molten lava, red flames burning on tombstones engraved with ancient words, which made him think that this was not hell, but a place more terrible than hell.

"You'll probably never forget this place, Magina." Nevenmore's face was black mist, and his lower body was surrounded by a mass of souls, the poet was not as handsome as Magina had imagined, but every word was like a poem.

"I don't think I'll ever forget you, Nyven Moore." Magina said faintly, he wanted to find his brother, and he also felt what Nyvon Moore wanted to express, and he would not forget this poetic demon king when he "died" for the first time.

Nevin Moore laughed, and suddenly clung to Magina's calm face in horror, fortunately Magina had a fig leaf in both eyes, otherwise he would have been scared half to death, "Look at the demon you have always dreamed of seeing." ”

[The demons imprisoned in the depths of the Prison of Desolation are boiling, the guards in charge of the Prison of Evil are not demons or souls older than them as they imagined, but their own reflections, the Prison of Desolation exists near the ruins of eternal calamity, one is a dungeon where demons are imprisoned, the other is a hell where souls are imprisoned, dark green rotten old rods, on top of which are red flames like blood, the flames here are different from the flames on the ground, it is rumored that the flames of hell are blue ghost fires, which can never be extinguished, But the flame of the soul abyss is not a cold blue, but red, the degree of burning of the flame depends entirely on the degree of sin of the soul, the deeper the sin of the soul, then the greater the degree of burning, the longer the flame will last, it is better to say that this is like hell, it is more like a purgatory that whips the sinful soul, this is mysterious and this is also very dark, all the torture that has not been seen will be carried out on the dead soul or the demon, the source of evil may come from here, the darkness itself may be here. But Magina didn't believe he was dead, the name of the Terror Blade still lingered in his heart, when Neven Moore led him to the periphery of the Prison of Desolation, Magina felt the smell of rancidity in the dark, the two guards guarding the Demon Gate of the Hell of Desolation were not dead souls or imaginary megaliths, but two insects, bulging and round bodies, wriggling on the Demon Gate, on both sides of the stone pillar, the two yellow-green insects kept chewing something, when Magina passed by the door, What I smelled was the rancid smell of piles of rotting bones, the insects had no heads, let alone eyes, and in front of them was a large sucker-like mouth, inside were layers of slowly moving muscles, and the length of the body was as big as a stone pillar, but Neven Moore passed it seriously, for him these things were taken for granted, he had also brought a lot of souls into the ruins of Eternal Calamity, and the leader in charge of the ruins of Eternal Calamity was a lifeform called a lightning ghost called Razor, and the ghost who was given eternal life was not without thoughts, The powerful electric current supports the razor holding a slender electric baton to whip the prisoners in the prison, that is, the sinful souls, Neven Moore and the razor are both powerful energy bodies in the soul abyss, and they have long ignored the question of life and death, so they have never given up their cruel acts. 】

"Where is this?" Magina asked softly, he knew that the place was not very good, the heat of the surrounding flames made him a little breathless, the smell of decay was pungent, and even the black rocks on the ground kept trembling, as if there was a monster underground trying to swallow him in one gulp.

Nyven Moore chuckled and said in a slow tone, "The Hell of Desolation...... Your brother is inside. With that, he pointed in the direction behind the Demon Gate.

Suddenly, Magina's voice choked in his throat, and he became unnaturally and took a few steps back, "Ridiculous...... Hell? You mean...... Terror Blade? ”

Nerwin Moore spread his hands and said suddenly, "Of course! Faithful, you would love to see him. ”

Magina knew very well in his heart that all his feelings, whether they were emotions or emotions, would not work here, it was not up to him to have the final say here, if Nervemore was stronger than him, or the demons in the Prison of Desolation were stronger than him, he would have no choice but to follow Nervemore's arrangement, the Terror Blade..... This familiar name was engraved in his heart, as if he had returned to many years ago, there was a crimson heart beating in the black body, and the frequent heart rhythm sound stepped on the road of family affection, Magina's unblinded eyes stared at this brother, the brother who did not have demon wings, the brother who did not have demon horns, and the brother who treated his relatives consistently, but now the change caught him off guard, and the brother who left the Star Hidden Temple and wanted to find it was like this, and the black wings behind the Demon Gate trembled, The door seemed to be transparent, and when Magina stepped over, he realized that it was indeed the case, and he stroked the reflection with both hands, which was the reflection of the terrifying blade in the prison of desolation, and all living beings who wanted to see the soul in the prison could not see the entity, only the reflection, and the guards in each cell were the reflections of the prisoners in the cell, and it was better to face everything than to face herself, Magina seemed to remember a question that Nervemore had just asked, what was she most afraid of, When Magina personally felt that there was a Magina around her who was similar to herself, but full of hatred and evil spirit, she couldn't help but feel fear.

"Tell me what you're afraid of right now?" Nyven Moore swung his dark shadow's body, one hand grasping the flames beside him, and the flames shattered like a fruit in the Shadow Demon's hands, torn apart.

Magina trembled, her body trembled, he had never felt so frightened, seemed to understand something, "Here....... Is it to watch over yourself with your own soul......"

With a wave of his hands, Neven Moore released four souls, and the black shadow floated towards the Demon Gate, the eyes of the ancient head above the Demon Gate glowed with green light, and I saw that four soul bodies were absorbed, and with a "boom", the door opened, Magina looked at Neven Moore in surprise, it takes a soul to open this door, that is to say, it also takes a soul to enter the Prison of Desolation, and not everyone has the ability to collect souls, Shadow Demon said slowly, "That's right..... After you die, your nightmare has just begun, face your sins and see how much you have limits....... Haha......."

Magina had already broken out in a cold sweat, but the cold sweat was quickly absorbed by the Demon Gate, it was like a devouring monster, everything related to life would be devoured, the reflection of the terrifying blade appeared in front of Magina flickeringly, he could feel the presence of his brother from time to time, Nyven Moore continued: "What he suffered was not the torture he thought he enjoyed, but a real nightmare. ”