The prison was dark, day and night.

So Barrett can only measure how long he has been in this ghost place by the number of times he has delivered food. The devils did not provide them with three meals a day, but the interval between each and every two meals was quite fixed, so it was a relatively reliable method.

This method was not devised by the brute himself, but was taught to him by the soul merchant 'Elvis'.

This guy who gets to know you easily doesn't seem too worried about his situation. According to him, the Soul Traders will try to rescue their other trapped peers, as it is a dangerous business, and no one can guarantee that they will always be foolproof, so everyone will voluntarily abide by such a rule.

It's just that his own ransom is really high, and it will be difficult for his peers to gather together, and it may take a certain amount of time to get out. He himself could afford to wait for this, and so did the devils.

Elvis said he had been in the cell for three hundred and seventy-two meals, and that he might have to wait the same amount of time before he could get out.

Hunter, on the other hand, stayed for sixty-four meals, and the 'gladiator' interjected occasionally in a few words except for sleeping and exercising, but his tone was not very friendly, and he still seemed to be haunted by Barrett's attempt to kill him. He was secretive about how he was caught here, and he never gave out the slightest detail.

Everyone has their own secrets, and so does Barrett. He didn't want others to know what he had done before, and if the devils found out that he had destroyed the spatial portal, the end that awaited him would definitely not be too good.

Barrett learns from the Soul Merchant that the prison 'Mantiri' is carefully divided into multiple sections, each of which holds different prisoners. There are those who imprison demons, those who imprison other multiverse creatures, and those who imprison souls and constantly induce them to corrupt.

And the area in front of them is imprisoned by creatures from the main material plane, and they are all 'undecided' guys, and there are only three of them at present.

The Soul Merchant is special, and he says he's going to be here forever. He himself could afford to wait, and the devils would not transfer him to another cell. If Hunter survives the arena next time, he will be moved to a dedicated area for gladiators.

As for Barrett, the outcome of his will not be known until the first torture is over. The first interrogation would probably come between ten and twenty of his meals, and he had only eaten six meals so far.

The food is always delivered by a devil who looks like a gargoyle but is covered in spikes. Barrett knew that this kind of devil was called the 'needle prick', which was the name that humans had given to it through its appearance, which was quite appropriate. Another type of devil who is armed with a machete and has a barb on his claws is called a 'barb demon'.

These two types of demons are the most numerous in prisons, and when he first invaded the main material plane, Barrett encountered these two kinds of demons the most, like the more common backbone of the devil army.

Every time the needle demon who delivered the food came, he always muttered to himself, saying something that Barrett didn't understand. The Soul Merchant said it was the language of Purgatory, the most widely spoken language in the Nine Levels of Hell. Of course, the lingua franca is also relatively common here, but the lower-level devils generally understand it less.

Because of the boredom of time in prison, Barrett learned a little purgatory from Elvis, but for some well-known reason, the brute has only learned a few simple words.

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At the tenth meal, another young human with a pale face and a frightened expression was locked in. The guy was locked diagonally opposite Barrett's right, away from the direction of the Soul Merchant.

"Hey, new friend, my name is 'Elvis', what's your name?" the soul merchant said expertly.

"I, my name is Martin......" said the new young man, huddled in Barrett's unsightly corner, "where is this?"

"This is Mantili, the devil's prison. The Soul Merchant replied, "You're in Hell right now. ”

"Hell?devil?, you mean devils, all the monsters out there are devils?" the young man's voice grew louder and louder, and finally even broke a little, "Why did I come here, why did I get locked up?" he climbed up to the fence and looked to the left and right in panic.

"Shhhh Why are you here? It's up to you to ask yourself, and no one but you will know. "As for why he was locked up, the thief was locked up for stealing, the robber was locked up for robbery, I was locked up for breaking the contract, and you, the devil, locked up a mortal for nothing more than trying to get his soul." Unless, you can provide them with higher value. ”

"My soul, my soul ......" Martin repeated in confusion as if he had lost his soul.

"What were you doing?" Barrett asked, "and think about it with your brain, and you'll find the answer, or a trace of it." ”

"I ...... I was going on a date with my girlfriend, but Dorothy was late and the restaurant was ready to close. Then she invited me to her house, saying that her parents had already prepared a supper and were waiting for me. Rookie Martin said tremblingly. Although it was indeed a little late at night, she said that she could let me stay at her house at night, and deliberately squeezed my eyes. ”

"Well, I don't think most men would turn down an opportunity like that. The Soul Merchant laughed hoarsely.

"Dorothy's parents were very nice and welcomed me into their home. And said that they would miss me when I left. Martin carefully touched the spikes on the fence, then retreated into the corner and said slowly, "After eating, I was arranged to rest in my room. It wasn't long before Dorothy quietly came to my room in her nightdress. She said she wanted to show me something nice, but to avoid waking her parents too loudly, Dorothy suggested that we go to her cellar. ”

"And you went along?" asked the Soul Merchant.

"Of course! You don't know how beautiful Dorothy looks in her nightdress, how beautiful her voice is. As the shoulder strap on her left side slipped down, revealing a piece, a piece of ......" Martin's voice suddenly paused, and after swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, he continued, "My brain went blank in an instant. I let her lead me towards the cellar. Her cellar was so deep that the stairs never seemed to end. It's a little cold inside, and Dorothy wears very little. I was worried that she would catch a cold, and she told me that we would all get hot in a while, especially me......"

That's right, the temperature in hell is indeed very high, and the brute belly is slandered.

"And then?" Barrett asked, he was more concerned about how an ordinary living person came to hell, and the Soul Merchant and Hunter seemed to be a special case, as did himself.

And then ...... and then Dorothy says to play something special. "She told me to close my eyes and then put her nightgown over my head. Dorothy led me forward and told me not to take the nightdress off my head unless she allowed it. Otherwise......"

"Otherwise, it won't make you 'hot', will it?" said the Soul Merchant with a smile.

Martino's silence fell, and after Barrett repeated the questioning, he continued, "Dorothy led me somewhere in the cellar, and told me to stand still and that something very interesting would happen in a moment. I had some peculiar bad smells in my nose, but it was a cellar and it wasn't ventilated, so I thought it was normal to smell a little. ”

Hmph, at that time, you will subconsciously ignore it in a weird situation. Barrett leaned over his 'roommate' and continued to listen with his head rested on his hands.

"I was looking forward to what was going to happen, expecting her to let me take the nightdress off my head, expecting to see ...... , but I finally waited until it was a whirlwind of the world. The feeling made me want to throw up, and I fell to the ground, my nightgown slipping off my head. When I opened my eyes subconsciously, I saw the monsters from before, I mean the devil. Without saying a word, they dragged me off the ground and escorted me here and locked me up. ”

Well, the whole thing seems to have become clear, "Can ordinary people go in and out of Hell at will through the teleportation array?" Barrett asked Elvis.

"It is difficult to get from Bato's Hell to the main material plane, and it will be even more difficult for hellish creatures such as demons due to their special physical structure and racial characteristics. Generally, only the 'Little Devil', a very weak devil, will have the opportunity to come to the main material plane through the magic circle. "But it's much easier to get to Hell from the main physical plane." Most of the mages who reinforced the spatial barriers were one-way, they didn't like others to come to their homes, but they themselves really liked to go to other people's homes as guests, so they ......"

"So sometimes you can't sit around. Hunter sat up from the ground and concluded, "You don't know where it's going to take you." ”

"How did I know I was going to be standing on a circle, I was just ......"

"Just being blinded by 'love', or something else, seductive?" the soul merchant teased.

"It's nothing, it's normal to have this kind of thinking at such an age. Barrett excused the young man, "but there were some unforeseen accidents." Are people like his girlfriend's family devil believers?" he asked the soul merchant.

"Not necessarily. Elvis replied, "The guys who do things for the devil don't necessarily believe in them." ”

"Just like you?"

"Yes, that's right, but in a slightly different way. The Soul Merchant admits frankly, "Why do so many people do things for the mages, because they get benefits, why do so many people do things for the devil, because they get unimaginable benefits." ”

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