Dai Yong's eyes closed.

It's just that......

I'm still unwilling, and it's still hard to let go......

Twelve's words made him very concerned......

I always feel like it shouldn't end like this......

But he can't do it anymore......

……

The pool of blood mercilessly engulfed the top of his head.

The figure that was originally as strong as a cow disappeared without a trace.

The calm surface of the blood did not stir up the slightest ripple.

As if nothing had ever happened.

……

When Dai Yong woke up again, he was lying down.

The back was pressed against the uneven stones and the weeds that puded people.

Fortunately, he has rough skin and thick flesh, and he doesn't feel any pain, but it's true that he is uncomfortable.

He felt hot, like he was being engulfed in a huge stove.

The whole person is like a steak on the grill, ready to be cooked.

Hot sweat oil seeped out from the pores of his skin, and Dai Yong screamed unbearably.

He sat up and pressed his forehead with one hand.

There was some kind of hollow and twisting sound and the crackling of flames, and the noise was tight.

There was some kind of slimy liquid that fell from his forehead and made a "pop" sound.

No, to be precise, it condensed and fell from his hands.

Dai Yong froze, and the rough and thick bear's back was unconsciously stiff.

He looked at his hand.

The hands were full of blood, and the hands that were nearly twice as large as ordinary people were dyed red.

This is......

This is......

The pupils of his eyes contracted and trembled sharply, his eyes shook violently, and the light in his eyes was so dilapidated that he couldn't focus.

Dai Yong seemed to be suffering from sheep epilepsy, and his hands were shaking.

He gasped in horror and cried out, "Ahhh

It's his brother's blood!!

You can't go wrong......

Eleven and Twelve......

Thinking of the picture of the bones of the two being divided by the beast, Dai Yong's whole person was on the verge of collapse.

He has not forgotten what he had just experienced.

Even clear and profound to the extreme.

But......

Didn't he suffocate to death, completely cold, and couldn't even be a ghost??

Why is he still unscathed except for the bloodstains??

And also.

What is this place?

And where is he?

He was sinking, did he go to hell below???

Also, he should go to eighteen levels of hell......

Dai Yong quickly got up, and just as he wanted to observe the surrounding situation, two thick drops of blood fell from his eyelids, some of which were impregnated in his eyes, directly blurring his vision, and everything he saw was hazy.

Dai Yong grinned and tried to get out of the predicament, and the saline was stimulated out, washing away most of the blood......

Finally, his vision brightened as if the curtain had been opened.

……

In front of me was a barren boulder, with the occasional yellow grass popping up.

It's like a deep ravine.

The surroundings were gloomy, dark, and the chill that came out of the ground turned into a thin cold mist, and it came up.

It is unprovoked and terrifying, as if some dangerous bloodthirsty poison is hiding in it, ready to attack.

The muscular nerves have been thought of one step ahead of the tense outline.

Dai Yong saw a bright orange and yellow print under his feet, pulling his shadow like a giant.

It's hot and hot in the back.

There was a tongue of fire tempting, burning his skin.

Dai Yong could vaguely hear the chaotic shouts and wails, like the ghosts of purgatory, who had suffered from purgatory, and the cruel punishment was screaming and begging for mercy.

He stared wide-eyed into the gray distance, and looked up to see the steep cliff face, and the blood-colored full moon hung from the black dome in the distance, scarlet and eerie.