"Who are you? How did you get in?"
The woman realized that a red-haired young man had appeared behind her, and the panic of having her secret discovered made her shout at Diablo.
Diablo was not surprised by his discovery. He had no intention of hiding himself, and he had been watching her for a long time. Even an ordinary person would have noticed it.
Walking past the vigilant woman, Diablo walked up to the little guy who was chained up and carefully examined him.
From the soul, this little girl was a little girl. The little girl who should have been doted on had now become a toy for others to abuse.
His gray hair, which had not been cared for and nourished for a long time, was intertwined like withered grass on the ground in winter.
Diablo didn't mind the filth on her body. He gently tapped her face twice.
There was no reaction at all.
However, this was also within expectations. After all, the dull pain had already shown that the little girl had given up all hope and accepted everything.
The torn clothes on his body could barely cover his young body, and Diablo saw all kinds of traces of abuse.
Scorching iron burns, cuts from sharp weapons, bruises left by blunt weapons, and other traces of torture made Diablo, a demon who killed people like flies, slightly look at them.
"It's true that there's a devil living in the heart of a person. However, there are only a few people like this. I reckon they're almost as good as Duriel, right? Tsk tsk…Speaking of which, humans are stealing the work of demons. What can we do in the future?”
Diablo touched the little girl's wounds that were still bleeding and smacked his lips.。
The Duriel Diablo mentioned was one of the four Lesser Demon Kings of the original Burning Hell. He was known as the King of Pain, and his favorite thing was to inflict severe pain on his prey. Sometimes, when Duriel could not find a sacrifice, he would even hurt himself to obtain enough pain and satisfaction.
Duriel's territory was a huge cave, filled with all kinds of torture tools used by sadists, from huge torture towers to tiny bone spikes. Each one was weirder than the last. Thousands of Brutal Devils were in this cave, while the King of Pain enjoyed torturing them. Even the demons in the territory of Andariel, the Queen of Twins of Duriel, who lived next door, did not dare to set foot here, even though they enjoyed listening to the heart-wrenching wails coming from the cave.
While Diablo was looking at the little girl, the girl who had been left alone had gradually recovered from the panic caused by Diablo's sudden appearance and was replaced by excitement.
How long had it been since he caught that little bastard? One year or two years?
She was not sure. The only thing she knew was that as time passed, she could no longer find even a trace of pleasure from that little bastard.
The prolonged torture had already made that guy give up all resistance. No matter how he was tortured, he did not react at all like a dead man. It was really boring to the extreme.
But now, he had a new toy.
And it was a red-haired handsome boy. She really couldn't wait to hear him scream in pain under the whip.
As she thought about it, the woman gripped the whip in her hand tightly and tiptoed towards the red-haired youth who had his back to her. She did not want this rare toy to escape.
The woman looked at Diablo with sadistic eyes and a sinister smile.
Although the red-haired youth in front of her seemed familiar, she was in a hurry to get her hands on a new target of abuse and did not pay much attention to it.
However, just as she raised her whip, she suddenly heard the " toy " in front of her let out a mocking laugh.
"You humans…They were always so interesting, never satisfied with everything they had, greedy and laughable, thinking that they had grasped something they could not control at all, but they did not understand that the prisoners had become hunters.”
Before she could think about why she was discovered and the meaning of this sentence, several sharp bone spurs rose from under her feet and closed in front of her frightened eyes.
Diablo turned around and looked at the woman who was knocking on the bone cage, trying to escape.
"Hurry up and let go of me! Otherwise, I'll teach you a lesson!"
The woman shouted at Diablo.
"The weaker a person is, the more they will use bluff to emphasize their strength. No…Is that so?" Diablo looked at the woman who seemed calm. He could smell her fear.
"Impolite! I'm the daughter of the leader of the Cross Judgement of the Community under the 7674 Outer Gate of the Christian Church. No matter which Community you're a member of, if you're sensible, let me go! Otherwise, if anything happens to me, you won't be able to bear it!!”
She said her father's name and looked at Diablo coldly.
She had seen many such situations. In the past, there would be people who happened to walk in. When they saw the situation of the little b * stard, they attacked him with righteous indignation, but as long as they said their identity, they would hurriedly offer treasures and beg for his forgiveness.
She felt that it would be the same this time.
The thought of Diablo kneeling down and begging for mercy with a terrified look on his face…The woman couldn't help but laugh. She was even thinking about how to deal with Diablo.
"Mm... Pretend to accept his plea for mercy, and then let father destroy his community tomorrow. Then, capture him and let him enjoy himself."
However, she was destined to be disappointed this time.
"Christian!"
Diablo's expression changed.
"That's right, let me go!"
"It's these annoying birdmen again!”
Diablo laughed.
"Eh?"
The woman was stunned. The director's script was wrong!
"It just so happens that that idiot Su Huang hasn't been eating enough chicken wings recently. I was still thinking about how to get new ones. In return…" Diablo clapped his hands.
"Yizuer, ask Su Huang to bring some people to kill the bugs from 7674 Outer Gate Cross Judgement. Recently, Burning Hell has not shown its face for too long, so some people have forgotten about us. I have to carve fear into the depths of their souls again!”
"Understood, Lord Diablo.”
Diablo directly used the gift of spiritual connection to contact Izur, who was in the Burning Hell, and coldly announced the death sentence of the trial of the cross.
The woman in the bone prison was in complete despair. As a subsidiary of the Christian Church, she had heard of the name of the famous Frost Angel, Izul, who had been fighting against the Christian Church for hundreds of years. Through Izul's answer, she also understood the identity of the red-haired youth in front of her.
The master of the Burning Hell, the mortal enemy of God, the Dreadlord Diablo.
"Please, let me go!"
Before she could finish, the skeleton cage dragged her into the burning abyss.
Diablo yawned and turned around. He was more interested in the little guy.
He patted the little girl's face and found that she did not react at all.
Diablo frowned and thought for a moment, then took out Michael's divinity with disgust.
Diablo had obtained this divinity after tearing Michael apart. He had wanted to use it to research ways to deal with the Lord, but he had not expected it to come in handy today.
Looking at the little girl who was staring at him with blank eyes, Diablo revealed a dark smile.
"Let's make a contract!"
Demons would take everything away from you when you were at your weakest. They would not show you mercy or give you hope. They would only bring you into an even darker abyss.
But only the devil would reach out to you when you were in complete despair. He attacked.
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