The Leviathan's essence is suspended in the vast void beyond the vast Hell of Pain.

"Below", on the outer layer of the intricate labyrinth of hell, is a huge square tens of thousands of times larger than the entire Eurasian continent.

The square is surrounded on all sides by a majestic stone wall that towers like a mountain range.

These huge walls are indiscriminately engraved with large tracts of strange and unusual symbols and diagrams.

These twisted and bizarre symbols make ordinary people fall into the horror of dreams and demons after just one glance.

And in the vast dome above this huge hell square, there are millions of dark, flame, and blood lights that are closely intertwined but always dispersed, and the flow and cleansing continue to give people a terrifying and shocking atmosphere.

In this vast and treacherous and incomparably dark sky, there are countless thousands of hideous-looking skeleton dragons constantly flapping their giant wings and sweeping back and forth.

Between the flights, these evil creatures that exuded bursts of dangerous aura continued to let out an eerie roar and a creepy laugh.

Beneath these evil behemoths, the vast square was surrounded by towering scarlet spires, the tops of which crackled and burned with white flames.

[In view of the general environment,

Under the illumination of this cluster of cold firelight, the sharp stones that spread out on the periphery of the square continued to flash out a sharp light that seemed to be substantial.

As soon as these dazzling blades were born, they shot through thousands of miles in all directions.

However, they do not hurt people and do not damage objects.

They only give the illuminated the terrifying pain of being beheaded and cut off by a thousand cuts.

Just as many places in the human world will sprinkle a lot of perfume to maintain an elegant atmosphere, these sharp blades of light flying around the square are the "perfume" of the devils, the "thing" that regulates the atmosphere.

Their existence ensures that every monk who comes here can fully enjoy the extreme pain of being chopped by Ling Chi alive every minute.

Of course, if some weak-willed mortals came here, they might be slashed to death by the blade in a matter of seconds, turning into a mutilated corpse.

Beyond the periphery and into the deeper part of the plaza, you can see a number of petrified skeletons flowing with hot magma.

The lava gushing out of the seven orifices of the skeleton seemed to be alive, flowing and burning all the time, and at the same time screaming and crying, as if it was constantly telling about its pain.

They are innocent souls bound here, constantly tormented by the flames, wailing incessantly, conveying their despair and deeper despair to the outside world.

Venture across this steaming area into the depths of the square.

When you get here, you will see more "living" sculptures than those skeletons.

These sculptures come in a variety of shapes, and their postures and postures are also different.

Some were brutally pierced by sharp spears and blades, some were covered with red molten iron, some were swollen by evil spirits, some were killed by evil magic and rotted all over, some were slid up and down by icicles, some were drilled by poisonous maggots, and some were crushed by thick wheels......

These "sculptures", who are constantly tormented by various sadistic methods all the time but cannot move, are full of pain and fear and helplessness in their eyes.

They all stared at the head of the nail and Mu Cang's fake body, as if they were asking them for help, begging them to free themselves.

Of course, Nailhead will not pay attention to these guys, but will hate them and think that they don't know how to enjoy.

Of course, Mu Cang didn't have the leisure time to take care of these wandering spirits.

The two of them crossed the silent "sculpture" community and continued to walk deeper into the square.

After a long time, they finally reached the center of the square after a long distance.

There, a pitch-black ancient temple hundreds or thousands of times taller than Mount Everest is standing quietly on the ground.

Look at it from afar

Go, this ancient demon temple full of boundless darkness and deep evil intentions, as if it has captured all the evil in the world, it makes people feel depressed and panicked.

At the top of the palace, which rises to the top of the void, is the lower end of the Leviathan itself.

The huge spiky cone pierced deep into the palace.

At the same time, it was not only Nail Head and Mu Cang who arrived here.

There were also thousands of Hell Monks of all their own appearances, as well as many more spellcasts.

There was no one to talk to, no one to talk to, and there was a suffocating silence for everyone.

Suddenly, the gate in front of the Demon Temple, which was higher than the mountain, slowly opened.

The sound of the door opening was like an earthquake.

Boom Boom!

Seeing that the door had been opened, the many monks waiting outside immediately entered the temple in droves with one by one.

There was no extra red tape, and after everyone entered the empty hall, the end of the Leviathan cone suspended above the space in the hall immediately twisted and deformed, and suddenly expanded and transformed into tens of thousands of flesh and blood tentacles like centipedes, and slowly fell down.

At the same time, each of the incantators was taken by the monks to the beneath a fleshy tentacle.

The root corresponds, and there are many of them.

Grunt grunt –

After a strange wriggling sound, the surface of all the tentacles stood up one by one, like tentacles made of blood vessels, bones, tendons, and mucous membranes.

At the ends of these tentacles, there are all kinds of rough and bloody surgical instruments.

Knives, tweezers, hammers, drivers, scissors, pliers, needles, hooks...... The whole nine yards.

Then, the flesh tentacles in their full form unfolded, and all of them fell at the same time, brutally stabbing all the surgical instruments into the heads of the tens of thousands of poor cursers below.

Among them, there is the skinny prosthetic body that looks ordinary and was "meticulously" created by Mu Cang.

Snort –

All kinds of instruments quickly tore through the flesh of the cursers, violently draining their blood.

"The temptation of the senses is only an illusion......

The chaotic sound suddenly resounded throughout the hall.

It was Leviathan's voice, as if it were talking to itself, and it seemed to be proclaiming.

"Only pain is a living hell......

The needle is infused with the blood of the devil and twists the soul and body of the curser.

"Only suffering is true and eternal......

Hiss –

With the strange sucking sound of the needle, the Leviathan immediately began to devour all the memories of tens of thousands of spellcasters through thousands of flesh tentacles.

"Hehehehe."

At this moment, Mu Cang, who was hidden inside the fake body of the Flesh and Blood Model Lake, laughed playfully, "Since you think that pain is the real eternity, let you experience it...... What is eternal suffering?"

Buzz –

In the next second, the memories of the 68 billion years of loneliness contained in the false soul rushed into the Leviathan's body like a lightning light as black as the starry sky.

In this majestic and vast torrent of memory, a ray of scarlet and blackened light faintly emerged.

Wow!

It was as if a dark door had been opened in its majestic spiritual consciousness.

Leviathan instantly felt as if he had passed through that door and had fallen into an incredibly narrow prison.

There was no sound or light inside the cell, nothing corporeal, and no living or dead life.

Only himself.

At the same time, Leviathan's body was bound and unable to move, let alone touch and collide with the walls of the prison.

Even his invisible mind was strangely imprisoned, unable to carry out any concrete imaginative activity.

"Oh, is it the memory of being imprisoned, indeed, the pain of losing liberty does not last from physical damage."

Leviathan's will said in a new way, "And

Is it still closed to the five senses and imagination, through drugs or magic? This kind of technology has been developed in the human world today."

As a master of the art of torture, Leviathan instantly realized the pain that this memory from the Spellcaster could bring...... What will it be.

"Lonely, lonely, boring, boring, hopeless...... It's funny, it's so funny, I've never experienced this kind of extreme pain."

Curiosity sparked, and Leviathan began to happily enjoy the solitude, the pain of boredom to the extreme.

A day, a month, a year.

Leviathan's mind was much stronger than that of Eris, so a year and a half of torture in the void didn't do anything to him, but rather made him enjoy it.

Even this extremely rare type of pain makes Leviathan a little happy.

So he continued to immerse himself and continued to enjoy.

Ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years.

During this time, Leviathan was quite enjoyable at first.

Utter silence, utter nothingness, utter loneliness.

All of this gave him a very new feeling of despair.

However, as time went on, the Leviathan finally started to get bored.

His body was restrained and unable to move.

You can't see, you can't hear, you can't smell, you can't touch.

One can only immerse oneself in the absolute "great nothingness".

Even the nothingness that would have brought him the slightest hint of new and painful sensations began to evolve into a despair that transcended the pain.

Two thousand years, five thousand years, ten thousand years.

Leviathan felt very lonely and bored.

Lonely to the point of being dazed and dizzy, bored to the point of confusion, and unable to concentrate on thinking, unable to even imagine.

Leviathan was puzzled: "Why does this spell have such a long memory, how can humans have such a long lifespan? What the hell is going on? How long will it take to get through this memory?"

Confusion is useless, because of his innate demonic nature, he cannot "return" to the outside world until he has "enjoyed" these memories.

20,000 years, 50,000 years, 100,000 years.

Leviathan was on the verge of madness.

This extreme loneliness and boredom made him unbearable.

Leviathan tried to escape the situation, but eventually found ...... There is simply no escape.

His senses and body were rigidly bound, his mind and imagination were imprisoned, and he couldn't do anything at all.

can only passively and helplessly bear this loneliness.

"How long will it take?!"

200,000 years, 500,000 years, 1 million years.

The years of nothingness, nearly two hundred times the length of the history of human civilization, almost completely polished the entire mind of the Leviathan.

He can only recall his past over and over again, and recall the beautiful memories of playing with thousands of people and abusing hundreds of millions of sentient beings.

Leviathan saw his "once" subordinates and servants, he saw the glory and power of his "ever" land, the vast and vast hell of pain.

But these ...... They were all gone from him at this moment.

Now he is just a poor worm in captivity.

The Leviathan used to be an existence full of "vitality" and "enthusiasm", but now it can only endure this endless loneliness and despair.

Is it painful?

Painful, of course.

Although Leviathan is an existence that pursues all kinds of extreme suffering.

But when the pain itself is experienced for too long, too long, so long that it becomes too boring, boring, or even nothing.

Then the pain has become a terrible thing beyond itself—

Empty.

An absolute void that cannot be filled with any memory, no feeling, and no desire.

Two million years, five million years, ten million years.

The hollowness in the depths of the heart is getting bigger and bigger, and Leviathan's reason is with

The intellect is also becoming thinner.

He even felt that his body no longer belonged to him, and that his soul no longer belonged to him.

Leviathan has ...... Start losing yourself.

He couldn't even tell the difference...... and the boundaries of this prison of nothingness.

Leviathan felt that his life was meaningless and worthless.

He struggled to recall what seemed to be the memories of someone else named "The Curser".

Wrong!

No, no, no, no.

Leviathan felt as if he were this memory, that he was this prison.

He couldn't tell anymore.

Even Leviathan felt that his immortal body and spirit were slowly collapsing.

But he actually had a faint expectation.

He looked forward to the end of his life.

Because Leviathan ...... It has long been impossible to withstand the emptiness and nothingness of this horror.

20 million years, 50 million years, 100 million years.

Over this long period of billions of years, Leviathan gradually began to lose all of its knowledge and consciousness.

His mind slowly faded away, and his memories became vague and illusory.

Leviathan didn't know who he was or what kind of experience he had had.

He could only feel endless loneliness and despair.

He seemed to be born for the purpose of enduring eternal loneliness and nothingness.

He's just a ...... A tiny particle dominated by an absolute void.

200 million years, 500 million years, 1 billion years.

Leviathan has no reaction or recognition.

Whether it is the perception of oneself or the outside world, it has all disappeared.

He couldn't feel the passage of time.

No, he no longer has the concept of "feeling".

There is not even "him" anymore...... In other words, there is no concept of "self".

It's like an empty shell, an empty shell that doesn't contain anything.

Two billion years, five billion years, ten billion years.

The empty shell called "Leviathan" has also been gradually worn away in the vast years.

Only a few "dregs" remained, still hanging silently in the prison of nothingness.

20 billion years, 30 billion years, 50 billion years.

Eventually, the 68 billion years of nothingness finally came to an end.

And in this empty prison of nothingness, there is nothing.

No thinking, no consciousness, no memory...... Everything is empty.

Whoa, whoa, whoa—

Nothingness crumbles, and the void disappears.

Above the Hell of Pain, Leviathan suddenly stopped all movement.

His body still exists, as does his divine soul, which is powerful enough to destroy the world.

However, the spiritual will and thinking consciousness hidden in the divine soul have disappeared.

At this moment, in the depths of Leviathan's divine soul, a blood-red and blackened light suddenly exploded.

"Hehehehehehe, hahahahaha."

With the sound of extremely happy laughter, the blood-black light slowly dispersed, revealing the invisible figure of Mu Cangmo Lake

As soon as he appeared, he instantly expanded and cracked, giving birth to countless black chains.

Whoosh!

Thousands of chains shot through the air, like a series of vicious poisonous snakes that opened their mouths and spat letters, stabbed into the four directions of the void, piercing into the inner and outer layers of the Leviathan's soul.

Buzz –

Suddenly, Leviathan's body trembled violently.

The tens of thousands of reforming spellcasters in the Ancient Demon Hall instantly exploded into blood and water, and the thousands of monks also retreated in horror, completely unaware of why the Lord God of Hell was angry.

Unbeknownst to them, the Leviathan, which had ruled the Painful Hell for countless thousands of years, had been revered by an even more terrifying being...... Completely take away the occupation.