In order to get more souls to enter the nine layers of hell, the devils seem to have done everything they can, doing a lot of inhumane things, but the soul merchants think that these things are normal.

Just as lions are born to eat meat to survive, the racial nature of the devils forces them to go around for souls. This is the law of the multiverse, no one can break it, and it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong.

Elvis also told Barris that based on the number of people who die on the main material plane every day, the devils only need to get a small part of it, which is completely enough for the consumption of the entire hell. But now they can't even get half of this small part naturally, and can only resort to some unconventional means.

And it's not just the demons in hell who are affected, but also the demons in the Endless Abyss that are constantly evolving from soul larvae are much less than before. This made the great battle between the devil and the demon, which had lasted from ancient times to the present day, less intense, because both sides were somewhat overstretched.

Moreover, the upper planes were also affected by this, and the soul merchant casually prophesied when he said this, if the situation continued like this, maybe in millions of years, the devils, demons, and gods would all disappear.

As soon as he finished speaking, Elvis laughed and admitted that it was just an impossible joke, because the existence of these species and powerful individuals was a manifestation of the entire multiverse rules, and it was impossible to completely erase them.

Finally, he added, "Unless, the basic rules of the multiverse are also changed."

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The food in the prison was poor, and out of nowhere there were bursts of screams and wails that kept people awake. But in addition to the above two points, Barrett has lived well in the cage during this time, and has learned a lot of information from the soul merchant that he has never heard of before.

His body had fully recovered, and the huge wound on his chest and abdomen had not left even a single scar. It's just that this light green skin always looks a little unpleasant, which makes him a little depressed from time to time. It's nothing compared to the situation here and now.

But this is the devil's domain after all, and it can't keep him safe forever. Not long after Barrett's seventeenth meal was over, he was subjected to the first torture of his prison life.

The devil guards who came to escort Barrett were four barbed demons who were only up to his shoulders. Barrett hated this kind of devil because the barb demon had a particularly unpleasant smell on him, which made him sick to his stomach more than 'devil's soup'.

The devil guards fastened him with steel shackles and leg irons, and Barrett was quiet and didn't make any unusual moves. Although he believed that he could easily take the weapons from the demons and destroy them, he had no idea where to run after that.

He didn't even know where the exit to Mantili was. Even if it is a jailbreak, it has to be done step by step.

The Barb Demon escorted him out of the cage, Hunter still sleeping against the wall, and Martin cowered in the corner. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Barrett saw the appearance of the soul merchant for the first time, the guy was indeed like a mummy, covered in bandages, even his eyes were bandaged, and only a smiling mouth appeared all over his body.

And those bandages were a bit special, and Barrett could faintly see some words faintly on them, as if they had been written on the bandages with ink and then wrapped in reverse.

"Barrett, you're so uglier than I thought you were. Elvis smiled and said to Barrett, "And you're so much stronger, no wonder you're so confident in yourself." ”

"You're not in a position to speak of me. Barrett replied lightly, "At least I'm not ugly enough to see anyone." ”

The Soul Merchant smiled and didn't return the favor, but said something to the Devil Guards in purgatory, Barrett only understood words like "light", "friend", and "benefit", but the Devil Guard gave the Soul Merchant a roar of teeth and intimidation with the weapons in his hand. Then the soul merchant spread his hand and gave him a gesture that he couldn't help.

When the Barb Demon opens the locked spike door and pushes Barrett out, the brute finds himself in a hallway covered in rust and blood. The walls of the dark red hallway were embedded with the shattered skulls of various creatures, and between the skulls were lined with spiked iron doors, which seemed to be the small cubicles of a dozen cells like Barritt was in.

On the outside of each iron door is a number formed by one or several infernal symbols, like numbers. But Barrett couldn't read purgatory's words, not even the most basic numbers, because he and Elvis could only communicate through sound, so they could only learn languages.

The barb demon pushed him forward, turning a few corners, and passing by one iron door after another. Although the scenery along the way is indistinguishable, and it is easy to get lost, Barrett still clearly notes the entire direction and route with his excellent perception.

The escort ends in a room full of various horrific torture instruments, and in the room stand several pinprick demons, as well as a demon that looks like an undead creature, the Bone Demon.

True to its name, the Bone Demon did look like a tall skeleton. But unlike normal skeletons, it has skin. The sickly dry skin clung to its thin body. The Bone Demon is nearly three meters tall, has a scorpion-like tail behind it, and has a rancid smell similar to that of a dead man, which makes Barrett wonder why this guy was attributed to the devil and not the undead.

"Oh, let me see who I'm interrogating today?" the bone demon walked up to Barritt, looked down at him, and said in the standard lingua franca, "That's good, that's good! A strong, vibrant body, a strong and longing soul, I love to interrogate people like you!"

Barrett had previously learned from the Soul Traders that the Bone Demons were basically prosecutors, spies, or interrogators among the devils. They are skilled in the art of torture, forcing their interrogators to reveal secrets hidden in their hearts. They also love to torture weak creatures and even other unruly devils for their pleasure.

"Alright, our wonderful interrogation process is about to begin, and it may be short or long, it's up to you. The Bone Demon circled around Barrett, "First of all, so that we can get to know each other better, could you please tell me what you are?"

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