The bonfire burns.

A group of people revolved around the fire and sang and danced as if they were holding a mysterious ceremony.

Nothing wrong, it is a group of people! Really right people!

"Hell, how can there be a human race in the realm of demons? Is it the lord of evil who migrated from other worlds?"

Fang Yuan is very unbelievable at high altitude.

Because at the end of the land of blood, there are not only human beings, but also the ridges that have been opened up, as well as the villages and cities.

It seems that it is just like moving another person, it is full of incredible flavor.

"In the environment of the demon world, ordinary people can't live, or mutate... But the original sin domain is the realm of the evil Lord. He forcibly changed the rules and vitality here, and became suitable for ordinary human life..."

Looking around, Fang Yuan is somewhat puzzled: "But why, do you want to do this unpleasant thing?"

As he pondered, the ceremony below was continuing:

"The omnipresent Lord of the Evil!"

"Please let us pass you, away from the endless city of pain!"

"Please let us pass you, stay away from the pit of the eternal life!"

"Please let us pray for you devoutly, three people who can’t be robbed!"

"The noble Creator, the creator of eternal, please protect your people, let the devils stay away from our cities and villages, and protect this year's harvest!"

......

Many people sang hymns and pushed the three sacrifices onto the stake.

Some of these three people were sewed in the eyes, some were sewed in their mouths, but there was something in the stomach that was constantly squirming. The last one was filled with sulphur, and when it was pushed into the flame, it immediately screamed.

raging!

The flames are fierce, and the three sacrifices are swallowed up.

Several magic spirits flew into it, and suddenly, the strange changes occurred.

The three-headed seven-story worm flew out of the flame, and the face of the head was awe-inspiring, and there was a symbol on each forehead.

“Hey? Overeating? Is there lust?”

"It turns out... Is this the origin of the Seven Lovers in the Devil?"

Fang Yuan suddenly realized: "The Lord of Evil Lords is raising these human beings just to become a nourishment... But this kind of seven-love insects is somewhat different from the previous world. This is normal. One is the fusion with the Zerg gene, and the other is multiplied. There is another species of the original species, which is exactly the same thing!"

"Besides, the next thing, should it be anger, greed, laziness, arrogance? It is the original sin domain!"

It must be said that the migration of a large number of human beings by the Lord of Evil is definitely a pen of God.

After all, although there are noble people in human beings, there is absolutely no faster than them. It can be said that it is the best nourishment for nourishing seven sins.

Therefore, the devil did not hesitate to spend money, transplanting a human society and natural system here.

"Hey!"

At this point, the three heads of the seven lover flew out, came to the top of the ridge, and the opener sucked.

Many pests flew out instantly and were swallowed up, making this year's wheat a good harvest.

"Thank you for the care of the Lord's messenger!"

When the mortals saw this scene, they cheered and did not feel anything wrong.

“Are you praying for the devil to make a demon ritual?”

When Fang Yuan saw this scene, he secretly shook his head. All the natural disasters and insects that the human kingdom encountered were all arranged by the Lord of Evil.

It is only because he is hiding behind the scenes, and then let some of the demons slightly relieve the disaster, they have gained a lot of good feelings and beliefs, and it is really sad.

"Do these human beings don't know if they are drinking and quenching thirst? But even if you know it, you can't think about it? This is the sorrow of the weak..."

Fang Yuan sighed and ignored them, and set his sights on the ritual sacrifices.

"The City of Pain? The pit of suffering?"

"Can be placed in ritual magic, become an important mantra, absolutely real, and not in a low position... although it doesn't sound like a good place..."

He landed on the ground, transformed into an ordinary human image, and walked to the nearest village.

"who?"

The patrolling militia immediately discovered him.

These militiamen were tall and strong, wearing leather armor, and the spears in their hands were sharp.

"I am just a traveler who wants to take a break from the village!"

Fang Yuan said casually, but there is a strong appeal in the voice.

"Okay, then you come in with me!"

This kind of emotional infection suddenly reminded the captain of the militia that he had intended to conduct a strict investigation: "For the foreigners, remember not to cause trouble in the village of Dorn, otherwise the consequences are absolutely not what you do not want to bear. Also, we have no extra rooms. There is only one cabin for firewood."

He was about forty years old, with a face full of hustle and bustle, and his body was crippled, apparently an experienced warrior who introduced Fang Yuan to the village.

‘Well, the patrol force is very strong, is it to prevent any invasion? ’

Fang Yuan went directly to the village center.

In general, it is the core of a village, the residence of the village chief, and the village office, and so on, should be there.

But at this time, Fang Yuan saw a small black altar.

This altar stands in the middle of the square, as if the whole body was carved with obsidian.

Above is a variety of strange and twisted bodies that look wicked and glamorous.

The surface of the stone is smooth and shiny, and it doesn't know how many people have been tempered for a long time.

‘Dare to dare to worship the evil spirits in such a bright and beautiful way...’

Fang Yuan looked at it and couldn’t help but was speechless.

Such altars and specifications, as well as the requirements of blood sacrifices, must be explicitly forbidden and severely attacked in any normal Shinto world.

However, in the original sin magic field, it is a grandiose, and the hall is in the room.

"Linke, how do you bring an outsider into the village?"

At this time, a white-haired old man rushed over, kind and kind, like a neighbor's grandfather, just before the sacrifice, the leader is also him.

"I……"

Linke stunned, and some could not speak.

"It is like this. I am a traveller, from a distant place, I want to go to the legendary pit of suffering, the city of pain!"

"what?"

"Are you crazy? Going to that place?"

Link and the head of the village were surprised to the extreme: "The pit of bitterness is the place where the soul after death can reach. The living person wants to get there, must pass through the poisonous swamp, the flame area, and finally throw away in the dead soil. Life... Not to mention the city of pain. Although it is located deep in the pit of the bitterness, unless the soul of death fills the entire pit of suffering, it will never be in the world!"

"Oh? Is it?"

In the eyes of Fang Yuan, there was a flash of light, and he asked a few questions and made a snap.

Link and the village chief look a glimpse, and immediately re-grow their brilliance in their eyes: "Are you called Lin Meng? Want to go to Haicheng..."

"Yes, I just can't think of just catching up with the village sacrifice!"

Fang Yuan’s face showed the color of fear.

"Being a sacrifice is their supreme glory!"

The village chief is taken for granted, and between the words, it is very regrettable: "Our village is weak. In the rumor, those powerful city-states, after the enemy city pool, will sacrifice tens of thousands of prisoners, and even lead the Lord's avatars to come..."

Fang Yuan can see that while the village head is saying this, there is only a deep envy, without any pain, regret, compassion and other normal people's mood.

Even the onlookers are accustomed to it.

It is as if their concept has been completely distorted.

‘No...not a distortion, but a customary teaching influence...’

In this case, like a newborn child, adults often tell him that the color of the white paper is black. When he grows up, he naturally turns white into black.

In Fang Yuan’s view, the people of these city-states are also distorted.

"But is the legend of the original bitter pit like this?"

Fang Yuan’s heart suddenly had a bottom and knew where he should go.

However, on the site of this extremely evil Lord, he still played his own role, and the next day he took the road as a traveler.

......

"Vicious swamp, flame area, death earth..."

He rushed to the center of the original sin, went through a personal city-state, and gradually reached the sparsely populated land.

Going forward, the poisonous and flamey atmosphere will surge.

"These three isolation areas, which contain a lot of monsters, are just blocking the ordinary humans!"

The poisonous swamp poisonous gas spread, the flames of the flames in the sky, the most terrifying, or the death of the earth, the ubiquitous rules of death.

These three layers of protection are called all-round no dead ends.

But it is the same in front of Fang Yuan. Not long after, he came to the edge of the pit of bitterness.

Do not!

This can't be said to be a pit, but an abyss! An endless abyss! With a bleak and painful atmosphere.

At the bottom of the abyss, there is a layer of light blue fluorescence, which is the ocean of souls, occupying only a negligible point.

"The city of pain is where the Lord of the Lord of Evil is located... and it sets a unique rule for its own nest, echoing the whole country of God, except for Himself, if you want to force a break, unless The whole country of God has been demolished..."

This is obviously impossible, and Fang Yuan feels the scale of the pit of the bitterness. It is almost impossible to fill it up and make the city of pain naturally emerge.

Nothing wrong, as in the rumors.

The Lord of Evils banned the city of pain in his own nest. Except for himself and forcibly breaking, the last condition for opening is to fill the soul with a bitter pit!

“Is it going to be a massacre? But the number of people in the original sin domain doesn’t seem to be enough!”

Fang Yuan sneered, strolling forward, and suddenly jumped down.

The normal way to sneak into it, he is ready to crack the rules of this place.

This is not a forced attack, nor a condition to be met, but a fundamental solution to the prohibition. Although it is very difficult, it is not impossible to succeed with his familiarity with the main road of evil.