In the dim altar filled with the smell of blood, the black-haired aristocratic girl in a lady's costume looked at her once most trusted friend in disbelief until now, and her best friend, who had grown up playing with her, was actually a cultist who worshiped demons and tricked herself into this hell.

"Why do you want to do this!?why┉┉" The black-haired aristocratic girl said tremblingly, limp and supported by two masked cultists so that she would not fall.

"Because we're friends, I've wanted to share true happiness and faith with Vile for a long time. ”

The girl in a black robe and holding a golden ponytail with a bloody bone saw said in a charming tone, and the girl looked at her friend with a sickly blush on her face and a look of extreme affection. It's just that for the black-haired girl Wei'er, her friend has gone crazy, and the happiness she says is to use a bone saw to cut open the chest of her personal maid alive, pour hot oil into it, and the maid who has served her for many years is screaming in front of her eyes and dying little by little.

It's hell here, Vile looked around in horror, there were screams and wails everywhere, I don't know how many cultists in this huge basement were frantically torturing and abusing innocent people, everyone was like crazy, they even competed to see who could give the most pain to the tortured object, and discussed how to make the tortured person not faint and die lightly.

"Please, Nalina, let me go! Don't kill me!" Vile struggled frantically and begged Nalina.

Nalina put the bone saw aside, walked up to Wei'er gently, and the girl picked up Wei'er's cheek and said softly: "Don't worry, Wei'er, how could I kill you, you are my best friend! Today I just let you experience true happiness, don't worry, I was also very scared at first, but Dad guided me to find true faith and happiness." ”

Daddy! Could it be that Nalina's father is also a cultist! Vile couldn't believe that she had met Nalina's father at a dance party at Nalina's house not long ago, and that he was a baron, a baron of extraordinary bearing, learned, personable, very talkative, and always with a gentle smile.

"Nalina, did you bring your friend Miss Vile with you?" At this moment, a middle-aged man in a blood-red aristocratic dress and a personable appearance walked over.

"Daddy!" Nalina looked at her father with great pleasure, smiling very innocently, like an ordinary aristocratic girl who loves to cling.

The baron patted Nalina's head kindly, like a gentle father who praised his daughter at home, and seemed completely oblivious to the bloody torture that was taking place all around him.

"Baron Tanos┉┉Please, spare me!"

"Don't be afraid, Miss Viel. The baron respectfully bowed to Wei'er: "Please rest assured that I will never have any ill will." ”

Vile felt that she was going crazy, not only Nalina but even the baron was in a situation with which she couldn't communicate at all! What does it mean to have no malice, trick herself into this hellish secret room, and brutally murdered her personal maid in front of her own eyes, every time there was a wail around her, Vile felt that her spirit was about to collapse.

"Let me go, I promise I won't tell anyone, please!"

The baron gave his daughter a reproachful look, "Nalina, didn't you explain the situation to Miss Vile?"

"If I say it, I'm afraid that Wei'er won't be able to accept it for a while, so I specially brought Wei'er to her to participate in tonight's feast. Nalina pouted with a look of grievance.

The baron nodded and then said to his daughter, "It seems that Miss Vile still does not understand, so let Nalina show Miss Vile your happiness and the miracles of your piety." ”

"Happy Wei'er, Dad said he could let you go to watch the ceremony tonight!"

Nalina happily hugged Wei'er, looking at her friend who was still terrified, Nalina playfully stuck out her tongue and slowly untied her robe: "Don't be afraid of Wei'er, people can't find the meaning of life without experiencing pain, you can feel the pain This means that you are still alive, turning pain into a source of strength and happiness can sublimate the soul to a higher realm, look at Wei'er, I am very happy now┉┉"

The black robe fell to the ground, revealing Nalina's bumpy and sexy body, but her naked white flesh was covered with terrible iron nails, iron bars, and dense rings and spikes, just looking at a terrifying sight that made people shudder, but Nalina was intoxicated to admire her body. At this time, a cultist wearing a mask held a red-hot horseshoe-shaped soldering iron and unceremoniously pressed it on Nalina's body, and a sharp scream suddenly came out of Nalina's mouth, but it was unbelievable that the girl actually showed an expression of great enjoyment under this severe pain.

When the soldering iron left Nalina's body, the burn area squirmed abnormally and healed almost as quickly as the naked eye could see, and in less than a minute, no scars were visible on her fair skin.

"Look, Viel, this is the miracle of my piety, the Great Lord has given me an immortal body, and I am not afraid of pain, and I have nothing but pleasure wrapped in pain!, so I hope Viel can share in my miracle and happiness too!" Nalina said in a morbid tone as she showed her body to Vale.

Several cultists picked up Wei'er, quickly stripped the girl's clothes at the girl's screams and then fixed her on a torture bed, Nalina put on her black robe again and walked in front of Wei'er, looking at her friend Nalina, who had been gagged by the shackles, picked up a knife and gestured on Wei'er's chest: "Don't be afraid of Wei'er, I'll be very gentle, since Wei'er is the first time, let's start from a gentle place first." ”

When the knife moved to the girl's thigh, Wei'er, who couldn't bear the mental pressure, finally fainted. Nalina's disappointment beckoned a believer to wake Vile awake, and she fainted during the initiation ceremony, and her full spirit fully felt the meaning of pain, which was the most basic rule for a devout believer to offer loyalty to the Lord.

Just as the cultists were about to make their move, the glow of magic shone brightly. This is the light of the teleportation circle, and after the construction of this basement, all the entrances and exits were blocked in order to hide people's eyes, and the usual entry and exit and air circulation were all solved by magic. I thought that there were still late believers who had arrived to attend the feast, but just as the cultists in charge of receiving them were about to greet them, a throwing axe was thrown out of the circle and hit the cultists' foreheads.

Before the group of cultists could react to what was happening, a loud roar was heard.

"Slaughter these dog-mother-raised scum and let them see how powerful our fire-forging warriors are!"

The red flames rose into the sky, illuminating the dim basement like a dazzling sun, and Nalina screamed and fell to the ground, hurriedly covering her eyes stabbed by the light. When the cultists were shocked by the light, dwarven warriors in crimson armor, holding war hammers and axes, swept like a torrent of lava, and the sound of battle quickly resounded through the secret room!

The dwarves who attacked were the holy warriors of Pasimon, one of the five supreme gods of fire, who possessed the special divine power bestowed by the god of fire, and their armor and weapons were equipped with the power of fire, which could burn enemies, and the armor would reflect flames on the attacker's body every time it was attacked. And not only the dwarven holy warriors, the brilliance of the teleportation circle did not disappear, and a large army of secular national troops armed with weapons also poured into this completely enclosed underground chamber.

"I can't believe my eyes, O Supreme God!"

"Oh my God, what are these goddamn cultists doing!"

"Kill these evil cultists!"

Enraged by the sight in front of them, the Kingdom Army quickly joined the battle, but the scale of the Cultist's gathering altar was quite large, so both the number of Cultists and the defense were relatively tenacious, although the ground circle used for teleportation may have been controlled by the Temple and the Kingdom Army, but the Cultists did not give up resistance. In addition to the ordinary cultists, there were also a number of cultists who were specifically responsible for protecting the altar master and fighting the battle that was praised as the 'Pain Walker'.

The eyes of these 'pain walkers' were tightly sealed with needles and threads, their mouths were covered with torture instruments and they could not speak, and they had what looked like helmets on their foreheads, except that the helmets had two spikes stuck tightly into their temples. And their bodies are strapped to all kinds of weapons, like a movable weapon rack. This kind of dress is weird and distorted, and although he is blindfolded and put on a painful torture device, it does not affect the combat ability of the 'Pain Walker' in the slightest.

The Pain Walker kept drawing out all kinds of weapons to attack, and as the believers of the Pain Master, these Pain Walkers had long been accustomed to pain, and when the sword fell on them, it was as if it was cutting through a unconscious corpse, these Pain Walkers were completely expressionless and did not even frown, on the contrary, the more they were injured, the greater the strength of the Pain Walker.

"You're not afraid of pain, aren't you, you bastard, aren't you?" a dwarven holy warrior crushed the Pain Walker to the ground, and his fist with the power of fire unceremoniously slammed into the pain walker's head, even though the burned face was festering, the pain walker remained silent.

Although the cultists suffered heavy casualties, their resistance was also fierce, and with the strength of the Pain Walker comparable to that of the Dwarven Holy Warriors, there were also some casualties on the side of the Holy Capital and the Kingdom Army.

"Put up your shield and keep these idiots behind!" commanded the Fireforge Dwarven Commander after smashing the head of a Painwalker with a hammer.

The well-trained dwarven holy warriors immediately gathered in formation and raised their shields, these tower shields that were taller than themselves were like a high wall to keep the cultists behind, and the two dwarves held a tower shield to defend themselves, even the strange power of the pain walker could not shake the slightest, and the soldiers of the kingdom army immediately stabbed spears through the gap in the center of the tower shield, turning many cultists into meat skewers.

"Forward, forward, fire-forging dwarves are fearless!"

The dwarven commander tapped his shield, many dwarven warriors did the same, the dwarven sage swords in front chanted the words of the god of fire, Pasimon, and advanced step by step with the tower shield, and the soldiers of the kingdom army also pushed their spears quite cooperatively, and in the eyes of the cultists, a wall of spiky and unbreakable steel was squeezing towards them!

Many cultists kept retreating, but there was a limit to how big this closed chamber was, and soon the cultists were faced with no way back, and the wall of steel was still advancing. Even if there was a pain walker who rushed forward with a weapon in spite of it, he was quickly stabbed into a sieve by a spear.

"The Great Lord will give us the greatest miracle, do not fear, suffering is the true meaning of life, sublimate your soul, let yourself be reborn as a new being. ”

Baron Tanos, the host of the 'banquet', was protected by several Pain Walkers, and the Baron's daughter, Nalina, knelt at her father's feet, watching with some horror at the approaching wall of steel. Several of the Pain Walkers immediately fell to their knees at the baron's shouts, and some of the cultists brought some strange torture instruments, which seemed to be terrifying just to look at.

In the call of Baron Tanos, the cultists fixed the torture device to the body of the Pain Walker, turned on the device switch on the torture device, and the torture tool immediately ran and stabbed the blade into the body of the Pain Walker, and the unimaginable pain swept over and even surpassed the Pain Walker's immunity to pain, in a series of creepy howls, the body of the Pain Walker's body began to change irregularly, the bones of the whole body pierced out of the body, and the flesh and blood rolled over the body, and the body was maliciously stretched by the torture tool for a large part.

"The Blood Bone Demon, can this kind of thing be summoned, it seems that the filthy altar here should be relatively large. ”

"It is blasphemy that there should be an altar of the Lord of Pain in the blessed land of our god Pasimon!"

As the Pain Walker completed his transformation, two dwarven priests dressed in red sacrificial robes walked in! They were the Flame Priest of the Fire God Parsimon, who was given a powerful divine skill by the Fire Casting God, and the Flame Priest walked behind the tower shield and watched several Blood Bone Demons mixed with the cultists fight over, and the Flame Priest quickly took action!

The air around them quickly became hot and dry, and countless fire elementals were summoned from the spirit world to the present world by the Flame Priest! Protected by the will of the Fire Casting God, the fire elementals turned into a wall of fire and rushed forward with an unstoppable momentum, but the dwarven holy warriors and ordinary Kingdom Army soldiers who were rushed by the wall of fire were not damaged at all. The cultists who had just rushed in front of the tower shield were horrified to find that the wall of flames had instantly carbonized them into blackened charcoal with a blazing heat!

Even the Pain Walker and the Blood Bone Demon couldn't stop the advance of the wall of fire, and in an instant, under the roaring flames, the entire secret room was cleared out of an empty area, and only a lot of black humanoid ashes showed that there were still people standing here just now!

Baron Tanos looked at the one in front of him dumbfounded, and the bone-shaving demon that he had just called out was actually gone