Airplanes!

The pentagram of the morning star's light reflected in the underworld of hell.

Mark and Wheat stepped out.

The army of fallen angels flying over the Underworld gathered their wings and landed, standing silently on the ground with their weapons in hand.

The demons who had been temporarily drawn from Hell elsewhere on the underworld also stopped their movements, and fell down on one knee and bowed their heads to Mark.

Fallen angels and demons silence.

Only the voice of the deceased wailing and unwilling to scold suddenly sounded.

Merely.

At the moment when 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 this group of dead to execution had a change in face.

Swish!

A hideous head flew into the sky.

The scolding deceased remained in a standing position, turning to ashes from his feet.

The rest of the deceased, who were also about to forcibly fall from the five-body throwing posture, trembled even more when they saw this.

Death is not terrible, they are already dead anyway.

But compared to death, what they fear most is that they will not have the opportunity to go to the afterlife, after all, even if they are to be executed, they will only be sacrificed and then thrown into the river of resentment and sink, and there will still be a chance in the afterlife.

Pentagram closed.

Mark took off the magic mirror and smiled at the handful of green in the distance of the Underworld.

That's right.

Hell is supposed to be beautiful, why are you doing all kinds of high-tech in those high-rise buildings?

Showmanship?

Mark shook his head and said to the wheat, "Let's go." ”

Maizi nodded and waved around.

The fallen angels have returned to flying over the underworld, and the demons who have been temporarily transferred have returned to their daily work in Hell.

It is the current state of hell that is hard to return.

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

The worst outcome is to empty the hell here.

Again, that's the same sentence.

The last thing that hell lacks is the dead, and the human dead are still behind the alien dead on the list of hell's favorites......

Purgatory.

The fire of hell, which had been shut down by the so-called Hell Committee for disrespecting the rights and interests of the prisoners, was rekindled, and the blood-like crimson flames spread all over the one hundred and eight layers of purgatory, and the further down it went, the hotter the hellfire became, and the fire was acting on the soul core.

"Our guests are on what floors."

"Ten floors."

Mark stopped and looked at Maizi and asked in surprise, "Ten floors?" ”

The hellfire of Purgatory acts on the soul core, and how hard is the soul of a deceased?

The existence of purgatory is to imprison the demons who are well fed and have nothing to do in hell, but it is not the soul core that is so weak that it will be shattered by the wind of hell and the deceased.

Again, that's the same sentence.

Hell has been taken astray.

At least there is no hell like here, where the dead at the bottom of the food chain have become the highest part of the food chain, and purgatory needs to be used in order to execute these dead......

Maizi heard Mark's question and asked directly: "You said it, her soul core is comparable to a high demon, you need to keep her alone, and there is only a vacant room on the tenth floor near the critical point." ”

Mark was speechless.

Ten floors of purgatory.

As Mark walked down the aisle, his eyes swept over the prisons on both sides of the aisle, and he could vaguely see the scene before hell.

There's no way not to notice that the demon bones from before the Commission era are still in the same place.

Mark looked at the wheat.

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

Mark was right to think about it.

The Fallen Angel Legion of Hades is a descendant, selected from the best of the best in all parts of hell and then selected from the best, and let this group of treasures do such a job, Mark can't do it.

As for the demons?

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

Mark simply ignored it selectively.

Not much.

Mark stood at the door of a cell, still in a white shirt and black vest, Proctor stood with his back to Mark at the window of the cell, staring at the flames of hell that burned into the depths of hell.

"You are the first of the dead who dare to face the fire of hell."

"It hurts and makes me feel like I'm alive."

"You're dead."

Mark directly waved his right hand to open the door of the prison cell, and then walked in and said lightly: "Hell is the home of demons, and you dead are equivalent to outsiders, and it is not impossible for outsiders to live well here, but it is not right for you to be the masters of your house." ”

Proctor endured the pain of the hellfire acting on his soul here, turned to look at Mark, was not afraid of Mark's identity at all, 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, and you have not done this, and on the ground alone, in a city, more than half of the living and the living dead live side by side."

"Our Hell Police Department is catching these criminals who have escaped from prison every day."

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

What else is being discussed?

None of the chat channels are on the same channel.

And Mark didn't have the Swiss time to discuss this hellish execution of the big policy with Proctor.

Mark directly closed the topic and said straight to the point: "I understand that you don't want to transform into a high demon. ”

Proctor heads.

Mark said, "Then do you know what level the High Demon is in Hell? ”

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

Mark smiled and looked at the expressionless Proctor and said, "You just want to enter the River of Resentment? It's the worst environment there. ”

Proctor did not speak.

Mark smiled: "Then did you know that after becoming a high demon, you can pardon ten deceased." ”

Proctor's unfazed face was gone.

Really.

Mark said secretly in his heart, and at the same time glanced at the wheat that stayed by his side and guarded him.

Maizi lowered her head and played with the demon dagger that came out.

“…… Are you telling the truth? ”

"I don't need to deceive the high demons, and I don't even bother to deceive the dead."

"That ......"

"Yes, as long as you transform into a high demon, you can completely pardon Roy Pucifer and save him from the river of resentment."

Proctor looked at Mark with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"You 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 Phucifer will always be by your side for as long as you want." ”

Mark said as he walked out the door.

Proctor's voice came from behind.

"Don't think about it, I promise you."

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