Chapter 3048: Hard to escape

Today's arena not only has a group of deformed spectators, but also performers.
But in Demon God's view, these are not enough.
He was suppressed by the seal for a long time, and there was too much anger in his heart, and he was eager to vent it at the moment.
I saw a head made of smoke, which turned around in the death arena and fell on a duelist.
"You idiot, every time you die in a different way, is it a deliberate experience of different ways of death?
Since your hobby is so special, then I have to be satisfied, and you must let you experience these dead methods tens of thousands of times! "
As soon as the demon myth sound fell, a group of red-haired monsters with incomplete bodies rushed to grab a monk.
But in an instant, they moved into the sea of ​​magma and fire, a newly appeared hot open space.
Unlike the group of red-haired monsters that are constantly beheading, this group of red-haired monsters are all means of being killed when they attack.
Some were pierced by a sharp weapon into the heart, some were cut directly into the waist, and others were broken through the stomach.
Every method of death is reproduced in the duel. Under the stimulation of dozens of times of pain, it is simply the torture of purgatory.
All duelists have understood what the Devil God intends to do, but that is why they will be afraid of trembling.
Because they didn't know how many times they died in the arena, fearing that the brutal injuries would be reapplied to themselves.
Especially the punishment that doubles the pain, if you think about it for a moment, you will know what terrible torture it is.
If you do n’t believe it, just look at the two duelists and listen to their wailing voices, and you will know what it feels like.
Fearing to suffer this kind of pain, duelists chose not to hesitate to flee, or directly committed suicide with a knife.
Only by dying can we avoid torture.
However, under the control of the demon god, these little cleverness of the duel has no chance to succeed.
"I don't allow you to die, then no one can die!"
The Devil's voice sounded, with an indescribable coldness, and an irresistible pride.
At the same time as this sentence was said, those duel who tried to escape suicide immediately fell into a state of paralysis.
Countless red-haired monsters rushed over again, and they lifted the fallen duel to the ground, and entered the center of the arena one after another.
A circular field surrounded by flames appeared one after another, and began to stage beheading scenes.
The mentally destructive duelists, the red-haired monsters turned into corpses by their corpses, were continuously beheaded by various methods.
If you want to get rid of the pain and torture, you can't do it at all.
The monster on the head of the stands was very excited, and it kept swaying and turning, swearing and cheering.
The arena is very lively, and the devil laughs happily.
"Fantastic, happy, let you gangsters disgusting old man!"
The Demon God cursed loudly while looking across the arena, wanting to appreciate his masterpiece.
Then he saw that there was a special island in the lava sea.
On this isolated island, a group of duels actually gathered, shrinking their heads to avoid the demon's gaze.
Apparently they were praying, and the devil did not find himself, so he could escape the disaster.
When the Demon God's eyes fell on him, feeling the coldness and ruthlessness, the duels completely extinguished their illusions.
"I'm going to die!"
While a duelist was speaking, he raised a dagger and wiped it fiercely towards his neck.
As long as suicide is successful, he will be able to escape. He has never been like this now, hoping he can die soon.
But in anticipation, the feeling of the cold blade cutting the throat did not appear, and the dagger in his hand also had problems.
It became like a mess of mud.
Glancing down, it turned out that the dagger was no longer a dagger, but was drooping softly.
"I must die today!"
The duel yelled, grabbed the big knife of a comrade beside him, and slashed towards his head.
At the sound of the "slap" of the sword, it rotted like rotten wood, and the ground was scattered.
"what……"
Seeing this, the duel suddenly uttered a desperate wailing and rushed towards the magma ahead.
"Please, let me die!"
He prayed loudly, jumped without hesitation, and fell into the sea of ​​lava.
Feeling the scorching temperature, a happy smile appeared on the face of this duel.
Can finally die ...
But in the next second, his face hit the ground and his teeth fell out.
"Uh ... ho ..."
The duel didn't get up, just lay on the ground with his butt, and gave a desperate wailing wry smile in his mouth.
He already knew very well that without the permission of the Devil God, he would never die.
Suffering from purgatory is already an unavoidable thing.
Seeing this, the other duelists did not find it ridiculous at all, but were even more sad and frightened.
They also want to try to escape by suicide, but what has just happened has proved that this is nothing but delusion.
My current destiny is already in the hands of the devil, even if you want to die.
"You idiots, I have already told you that no one of you will ever die until I get my permission!"
The devil laughed proudly, and at the same time reached out a finger, countless red-haired monsters swarmed in.
They rushed to the paralyzed duelists, dragged them to the field surrounded by flames, and continued the killing performance.
The duelists wailed desperately, but they couldn't get rid of it at all. They could only die alive in pain.
"Hahaha, you idiots, now you know you regret it?
I want you to regret breaking down every minute and every second, but you can't do it to seek relief!
If you do n’t cherish your life and disgust you for so long, this is the punishment you deserve! "
The voice of the devil reverberates in the air, leaving the duel with luck, completely in despair.
Just now, the devil opened his eyes and looked at the central area of ​​the island.
There was a metal post erected there, in addition to a figure, standing silently there.
"Huh, what's the matter with you?"
The huge head composed of smoke slowly leaned over and enveloped the figure in the middle of the island.
Tang Zhen, stared at by the devil, just stood quietly, as if he didn't hear the other party's question at all.
"Weird?"
The demon looked at Tang Zhen and waved again, trying to drive the red-haired monster to attack.
However, after the order was issued, those red-haired monsters were still.
"Interesting, even without your body, is it a newcomer?"
The demon head composed of smoke, like a huge dark cloud, suspended above Tang Zhen's head.
The blood-red eyes composed of magma, staring at Tang Zhen dyingly, seemed to see through his foundation.
Just by Tang Zhen's means, if you want to hide yourself, you may not be able to see through.
Staring at Tang Zhen for a minute, the smoke head of the demon floated to the sky, suspended above the headless body.
"Now it seems that you should be the only innocent person, or perhaps not a special jerk.
In this case, I will give you a chance to live, but you have to remember what happened today, and then find an opportunity to tell everyone.
How did my Lone Star Daoist show off his majesty, demolish this sinful city, and how to clean up these bastards! "