Chapter Forty-Eight: Ten Layers of Purgatory

A large group of people came into view.

In fact, the number of these thousands of people is really quite scary, and when you look at it from a distance, it looks like a war is about to start.

It's just that on the other side of the battlefield, it's just such a fat man...... Oh, and if you look closely, you might even see a pig.

On the chariot pulled by the pig-headed man, the angels were in a stunned look, one by one like a hill of the sun corpses will change the surface of the earth, the mountains are stacked, the ravines are clustered, the more inward, the more rugged, the more terrible, some of the corpses have been piled together, the sky above their heads is pitch black, for these angels who have never seen the night, everything is like hell.

But they still had to go deeper, because there was an order, so the sermon they were born with told them to go inside, no matter how frightened they were, to see who had made a hole in the sky.

Finally, they met the man.

A chubby guy, tall, strong, with a fat belly and thick arms wrapped in a small layer of fat, but even so, he still gave a breathtaking pressure.

Because old Joey stopped smiling, his expression was faint and smelled of blood.

It was this person who slaughtered the sun, it could only be him, otherwise, who else would stand in such a terrible sun tomb.

So, the angels stopped, and between a huge valley, old Joey, and thousands of angels on the opposite side, the mountains on either side were the corpses of the sun, and the earth was viscous blood.

"Chop it." Old Joy said, "But you have to keep a few, or I won't know the way." ”

"Hmph~Hmph~"

With that, old Joey put on a mask, and then took a firewood knife from his pocket and tied it to the chain around his wrist.

In this way, he closed himself and walked forward without moving.

Old Joey walked slowly, every step was as steady as a moving mountain, the wood knife was propped up on the ground, the iron chain rubbed against the blood, and the rattling echoed in the valley.

The angels panicked a little.

They didn't know why they were panicking, they knew that they had an army of thousands of people behind them, and each of them had the most powerful weapon in heaven.

So..... What are you panicking about? Yes, don't panic at all.

The first angel thought so, and then ...... Trying to keep his legs from shaking, he leaned on the fence and got out of the car.

"You stupid pigs, rush over and kill him!" He said to the pig-headed man dragging the cart in front of him.

The pig-headed men were naked, chains stuck behind their backs and embedded in their ribs, and they could only pull carts for the rest of their lives.

Seeing the first angel jump out of the car, everyone behind him suddenly realized that this was a good way, so they jumped out of the car one after another, driving the pig-headed king to rush forward.

No matter how powerful that guy is, it is impossible to withstand the impact of so many pig-headed people.

Finally, the first pig-headed man rushed at Old Joey, and their master told them to do it, and in their minds, there was no concept of resistance.

However, poof.

Just as he was killing a pig, staring at him with blood-red eyes, and crashing into old Joey, he was directly bounced away.

The chubby figure was like a moving granite, and he was not affected by the impact in the slightest, even when the pig-headed man was knocked away, and the wheels behind him pressed against old Joey due to inertia, it did not affect him in the slightest, not even the amplitude of his swinging arms.

After putting on the mask, old Joey, there is nothing in this tattered paradise that can stop him.

"This ...... What's going on? Seeing such a scene, an angel subconsciously took a step back: "What are you doing in a daze, go on!" Above! ”

He stepped out of the way and let the chariot behind him rush towards the man again.

However, the result was the same, and the carriages flipped on their backs one by one.

However, because there were so many carriages, the ones in the back collided with the front, and they all ended up piling together.

But before the angels could settle down.

Bang! With a muffled sound, the pile of cars was blown apart by a huge explosion, because the force was too great, even the corpses of the surrounding sun were scattered, the wind swept the blood, and the chubby figure picked up the minced flesh, like an evil ghost who had opened the portal from hell to heaven, and he had a heavy iron chain in his hand, like a meat grinder, step by step towards the crowd.

The real slaughter knows no object, and old Joey hates everything here, the sun, the land, the angels, the people.

Everything here has a sick, incomprehensible disgust, although those pig-headed people pulling the cart are pitiful, but at the same time, they can also hate, they have accepted heaven in their minds, then, let them live all the time, it is only as a pig pulling the cart.

And the angels, they should also die.

Old Joy is a real butcher, a butcher is to harvest life, so he is very professional, each stroke of the two knives is very calm, very effective, the angels shot at Old Joey in a panic, but those so-called [angel punishment] on Old Joey, not even a little bruise came out.

Finally, the instinct of fear of death took over the innate education, and the angels began to scream, began to panic, and wanted to run backwards.

Their heads roared wildly......

That butcher is terrible.

He must be the most terrible demon in hell!

Oh, what a stupid idea...... They don't even know what it means to be scary.

The terrible in their eyes is only due to the fear of death, but the real horror is destruction. Destruction without purpose, not only life, but also the bad environment in which these lives depend, every inch of land, every sky, as long as it is as far as the eye can see, the living creatures are devastated, and the corpses are everywhere, and the horror has no reason and will not stop.

Legend has it that among the thousands of planes, there is a place called Purgatory.

The people who are imprisoned here are the most heinous beings, and their existence can even threaten the balance between the planes and planes.

For example, some life beings feed on the planet, and the more they eat, the bigger they get, the more they eat, and their appetite can never be satisfied.

Some beings are parasitic from plane to plane, eating the ruins of time and space, just like parasites in the universe.

Similar to this kind of life abound in Purgatory, which is divided into nine levels, it is a separate plane, and the further down you go, the more terrifying the prisoners become.

Few people know that purgatory, in fact, has ten layers.