Chapter 758 Evil God Wow
The fact is that Milo ignored the essence of a problem. If according to what Yan said, only those who are tough enough are qualified to be thrown into the underground prison, then the underground prison will definitely There are ways to kill these souls and make them "docile" so that they can proceed with the steps of removing their bones, removing their flesh, and drawing their blood.
And it is absolutely impossible to just accumulate souls that cannot be processed at the bottom of the dungeon.
Furthermore, those broken souls don’t look like difficult characters at all. They have lost their sense of autonomy. If they were in this state when they were first thrown in, Yan’s statement would not be true. .
The only explanation is that all souls experienced some kind of inhuman and horrific torture in underground prisons, and were eventually crushed to pieces of their independent consciousness, becoming as miserable as they are now.
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At this moment, the rotating monolithic pillar behind Milo is the answer.
A strange scarlet light began to emerge on the countless reliefs on the surface of the stone pillars, and the terrifying sound that penetrated into the brain was actually an amplified version of the whisper that had been heard after entering the tower. At this moment, it was no longer a whisper. , more like a possessed roar and scream.
All kinds of indistinguishable and indescribable pains flooded into Milo's mind.
His will was obviously ready to fight against all external threats, but he found that the screaming sound released by the monolith did not cause any real harm to him, but to some extent it encouraged him Bloodthirsty and violent thoughts.
What's going on?
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Horrible painful memories and various emotions that did not belong to Milo, either sadness or madness, constantly stimulated his nerves.
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In those empty prison iron bars, the broken souls crawled out one after another.
And in the abyss between the platform and the monolithic pillar, the sleeping dead all entered a violent state at this moment. They screamed, squeezed each other, and trampled towards the platform.
Milo, who was standing on the platform, was still swaying at first. He covered his forehead and tried to resist the influence of the strange voice, but found that the other party did not have any form of will at all and could not find it. When it comes to the source, there is no so-called confrontation.
This is more like a traceless instigation.
Or it is the amplification of nature.
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Because when the terrifying sound was completely amplified and lingered in the underground prison, Milo, who had his back to the monolith, did not become the target of public criticism and besieged by all the crazy souls as he originally imagined.
But became one of them.
His eyes also glowed red, even scarleter than all the other soul bodies.
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However, Milo did not lose his independent will.
As mentioned before, there is some kind of special guidance effect underground in this tower, which amplifies the violent and bloodthirsty part of his soul, but does not erase his subjective will, at least not yet.
And when he turned the perspective covered with scarlet bloodshot eyes, he turned his head and saw that the originally empty and lonely prison platform was not only filled with all the crazy souls, but also some with lanterns and soldering irons. The tall and thin figures were covered with dark robes, and they seemed to be the prison guards in charge of the prison. It is more than ten meters tall and can crush several crazed souls with just a raised hand.
Where did they come from?
Before this, Milo was not aware of the existence of these things at all.
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Even though they were a hundred meters apart, Milo only met the eyes of one of the tall and thin prison guards for a second. He suddenly felt a terrible tearing sensation in his body. He lowered his head suddenly and found that a line really appeared on his chest. Blood was slowly seeping out of the hideous cracks, soaking his clothes.
Is that the gaze of the prison messenger?
Or the lantern in its hand?
Don’t know.
This is the first time Milo has encountered such a weird and weird thing. Some of the content here is beyond his knowledge, and it is an area that has not been covered in all the classics he has read in the past.
The tall and thin prison messenger seemed to have never existed, but he appeared in Milo's field of vision very realistically, and caused substantial damage to him.
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It can be seen that the crazy souls with red eyes in the prison are not besieging the jailer like a tide, but are falling into an indiscriminate fight. They will bite, Tear apart everything you touch, including your own body and limbs...
Self-destruction, maybe this is how the underground prison of the tower strangles the soul.
In the wave of crazy dark souls, we can still see a very small number of people who still retain their physical bodies. Like Milo, they all crawled out of prison and became the wave of mad people after the monolith rotated. one of them.
Red eyes are common to all madmen, living and dead.
But after all, these living creatures are more destructive because they have not yet been "handled".
So those tall and thin jailers carrying lanterns and red-hot irons mainly target these living bodies that have not yet turned into unconscious souls.
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Before the red eyes, Milo could not see these prison guards. But after the red eyes, he just glanced at one of the prison guards, and a terrible scar opened up on his chest for no reason. .
Therefore, Milo, who suppressed the violent bloodthirsty desire in his heart, found the blind spot of the prison guards' sight and temporarily hid behind a pile of collapsed prison stone walls.
Then he took off his clothes and took a look at the crack on his chest, and cursed secretly:
"Why don't you go to work in the Purification Legion if you are so professional?"
But the next step Within seconds, he groaned and fell to the ground, holding his head.
The terrible scream penetrated Milo's mind again, as if in reply to the abuse he had just given.
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“It’s endless.”
The gentle side of the sinful fire quickly repaired the inexplicably opened wound for Milo. However, the severe pain has not gone away and is still deeply engraved on his body.
Those tall and thin prison guards were life forms that Milo had never seen before. To be precise, he could not feel the fluctuations of life force in them at all.
The prison guards didn't seem to be in a hurry to hunt down Milo. They moved in the wave of ruined souls, with a sense of leisurely strolling, and even seemed to be picky when looking for victims.
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The weird voice alone tortured Milo to death. For a few moments, he almost lost his sense and was completely immersed in the wave of crazy soul.
He noticed that the rotation speed of the monolith was slowing down and was no longer as fast as it was at the beginning.
It is therefore speculated that this wave of red-eyed madness should be intermittent and occur every once in a while. Otherwise, how can we explain the dead silence when Milo first entered the prison?
Now that the jailer has no interest in him, Milo only needs to avoid the edge for a while and wait for the maddening roaring melody to end, then he can move freely.
However, what happened next did not allow Milo to act as he imagined.
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Amidst the wave of mad souls, one of the prison guards reached out and pulled out a person from a prison on the upper floor.
“Let me go!”
Horrified screams came immediately.
The person who was struggling crazily was a young girl. In the dark underground prison, her skin was glowing with the texture and luster of magma. Stimulated by pain and panic, she fought crazily against the jailer. arms, but to no avail.
The jailer's hand was just big enough to hold the girl's waist, pressing her to the ground, and then the red-hot iron he held in his other hand was about to be stamped on the back of her head.
The girl struggled helplessly, but her strength had been exhausted by this prison. She basically tried her best but could not open the cold hand of the prisoner.
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Fear, regret, sadness...
All kinds of complicated emotions came to my heart for a while.
But at this moment, fear, the heaviest among countless emotions, was quietly pulled away.
And just when the iron was about to crush her skull, with half of her face pressed to the ground, she discovered that there was a strange figure in her field of vision, a physical figure, not a soul.
The figure appeared very quickly, smashed the prisoner's iron with a swinging punch, and then savagely hit his calf with his flaming forehead.
At the moment of the collision, the girl saw splashes of fire and arcs, and even heard the unique hum of metal collisions.
The heavy palm pressing on his body was just removed!
The jailer holding the lantern was severely injured, and his tall and thin figure lost his balance and fell down.
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The girl is still in a semi-conscious state.
But Milo had already pulled him up from the ground.
He grabbed the girl's shoulders and shook her wildly a few times, almost throwing her head away. This finally made her regain some sense from her crazy red-eyed state, and then asked loudly:
"Xiaohong, right?"
"Ah?" The girl was stunned for a moment.
"No, Xiaoyan, is it Xiaoyan!?" Milo slapped his head, thinking that the head hit just now probably knocked him half-conscious.
"Ah, yes, yes." The girl finally understood this time: "You must be Yan's friend, right..."
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly pointed in the direction behind Milo and screamed Said: "Be careful!"
But because she looked at the prisoner, she quickly vomited blood, as if she didn't want money.
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Milo is much calmer on the other hand.
He picked up the girl and threw her into the corner where he was hiding just now. He also rolled to avoid the hot iron that was sweeping towards her just now.
Then he stood up, tore strips of cloth from his body to cover his eyes and tied him to death.
With his back to the dozens of Prisoners behind him, he jumped on the spot twice to warm up, and then a manic spiral of black flames quickly appeared on his body.
The moment the crime broke out, the entire underground prison fell into deathly silence.
Even the red-eyed soul wave was frightened and did not dare to take a step forward.
The blindfolded Sin Karma Fire Lord turned to face the tall and thin prisoner holding the lantern, and began his killing time.
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Even if she had to bear the cost of vomiting blood, the girl from the Balrog clan who was rescued must stick her head out from behind the collapsed wall to take a look at the fighting situation.
When I saw it, I was so frightened that I even forgot to vomit blood.
"Strict...how strict..."
"Where did you invite the evil god from..."
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(End of this chapter)