This is a gloomy and terrifying. It is impossible to exist in a huge room in the world.

It is directly above it, there are the skeletons of a dragon. The dragon still looks like it is spreading its wings and soaring. The two large wings and the straight stretched tail vertebra and spine form two horizontal and vertical beams. Then there are many humanoid skeletons with two wings or four wings behind it. The other gaps are filled with the dragon, forming the huge zenith of this room; the same is true for the face of this room. It is paved with dense heads. Among them are humans, there are cow horns, three or even multiple eye sockets, and sharp fangs. They are connected to each other from the head to form a piece. There is no edge at all.

Needless to say, the walls of the room are naturally built by the bones holding hands.

What is really worth mentioning in this room is actually the bone seat on the bone platform. It is connected to the five thick bone columns connecting the zenith. They are the same as the dragon bones on the zenith. Although they have been dead for many years, they still have powerful power, and obsessions cannot be dispersed. People can clearly feel everything without getting close to it.

Fierce fighting, defeated, humiliated, died only after all difficulties...

They tell silently and repeatedly. This is the story.

This room is located on the lowest level of the 88th floor of the prison. It is one of the three major leaders of the demon. It is the property of Mutu. As the spokesperson for death and destruction. Mutu is extremely fond of this room. He regards it as a collection room, a throne hall, a meeting room, a restaurant--in fact, almost everything he will do in this room.

At this time, the bone door of the room was suddenly knocked by someone. The long and empty sound began to float in the hall.

The sound was not over. Mutu yawned and turned out from the dormitory behind him.

Mutu is about four meters tall, and his whole body is covered with short scales. His black and red skin is covered with short scales; he is bald and has no hair. However, it has star anise. It spreads from the middle of the head to the far side of his narrow ears. It has different lengths, but it is extremely sharp. He has three eyes. His eyes are divided into three colors: black, red and blue. It can give death and destruction to those who look directly at it; his hands and feet are similar to humans. However, the nails on it are long and sharp. Even the strongest metal pure gold cannot withstand its gentle wipe.

A deep crack was left; behind him there were huge black flesh wings, which were four meters wide. He hung several bone bracelets on his left hand, which were connected in series by the finger bones of the gods he executed with his own hands; on his right hand, he also carried something similar to a succubus--the thing broke from his waist, and his hips were against the **. His unrecognizable head kept bumping into his ankles. The long and pointed wings were hanging down and dragging on it. It swung as Mutu walked, and it couldn't help but dripped with blue blood.

Mutu walked a few more steps forward and felt that the corpse in his hand was extremely inconvenient. He threw it at the wall beside him.

The corpse had just touched the bone wall. The bones inside the wall woke up. They stretched out their hands from the wall, fighting for it, tearing the succubus's body, swallowing its flesh and blood, peeling it into thick white bones in the blink of an eye. Then they dragged it in and dragged it to their side, and told it to become part of the wall like themselves.

Mutu ignored the noisy and noisy wall behind him. He just strode towards his throne. The closer he got to the chair, the six bones that formed the back of the chair, the seats, and the armrests, gradually had muscles, blood, and skin. They turned into six moving beauties. They made angry expressions at him, silently and continuously cursed him. But Mutu ignored them. He just sat down with a terrifying smile. The illusion of the women disappeared at that moment.

The throne of bone creaked. The king sat on his throne. The gate opened.

There were bones in the bone gate and walked out. It politely led the visitor to the throne and reintegrated into the door again. This was not the first time the visitor saw such a scene. But he still trembled all over. He kept reminding himself: Don’t make any mistakes! Don’t let yourself be a part of this room too!

But that seems difficult...

Because the visitor came to report it was not good news.

One of Mutu's confidants, Gaddy, crawled on the face of the uneven head, constantly swallowing his saliva. He was speechless for a while. Fang found the only remaining courage from a corner of his body. He did not dare to look at Mutu's eyes. He lowered his head and said with difficulty. "Sir, we are in the battle of the lava...failed..."

After saying this, Gaddy closed her mouth tightly and waited for Mutu's anger to come. But Mutu, who was moody, seemed to be in a good mood today. His emotions did not fluctuate at all because of this. He just put his elbow on the handrail of the bones, supported his head, and asked lightly. "Where is the details?"

Mutu's reaction made Gaddy breathe a little relieved. He quickly explained. "At the beginning, our actions went very smoothly-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"...But just now, when our army was about to break through the fortress, Frey suddenly led a small team of people to retaliate. They inserted into our army's weakness and successfully caused chaos. The woman took advantage of the situation to kill Battel, so that most of the guys in the fortress successfully escaped with her..." Gaddy said, using his magical power to restore and display the scene at that time so that Mutu could intuitively understand the situation at that time.

Mutu can clearly see how the heroic woman with a faint hair as light as the rising sun was in the chaos, and within the three-way army, she cut Battel's head with a sword. He looked at it with relish and smashed her tongue with fun. "After just two months, this woman's divine power seems to have improved again. The ultimate power of weak divine power? No. He has already stepped over that line."

Mutu nodded and affirmed his judgment. He asked again. "Including this fool Bartel. In the past four years, I have seventeen wastes flying to the Astronomy Network?" Before Gadie could answer, Mutu shook his huge body and called the Throne of the Bone to make a constant squeaking sound. "What an excellent woman... I really want to use her to fill this chair. There are still many gaps here that need to be filled with her beautiful skeleton!"

"Yes, sir!" Facing the order that was not like a command, Gaddy did not hesitate at all. He responded loudly and offered his "infinite" loyalty. "Although that woman successfully broke through, she was still somewhere in the lava. I will send someone over here and ask him to collect our soldiers and capture that woman for you!"

He suddenly became a little bit sucked and spitty again, very unnatural, as if there was a bone in his throat. It was not until Mutu waved his hand and asked him to speak boldly. He whispered. "In fact, it was not just seventeen people who were killed by that woman... Sai Gong, who disappeared four years ago, was actually broken into her hands..."

Mutu had never heard of this before, so he became interested. "Oh. What's going on? Let me listen!"

"Yes. Sir!" Gadie responded loudly and began to explain the whole story. "Although Frey successfully broke through, she also lost many subordinates and confidants. Among them, there was a halfling named Bidi..."

Through the interrogation of the halfling, Gaddy indeed learned a lot of useful information, including that adventure.

"Sajong colluded with the Euro-destined Vander, who used it as his inner support and the abandoned Sun Tower as bait, and introduced Frey step by step into the trap set in advance. He wanted to get rid of that woman in one fell swoop..."

"The plan of Saigong could have been considered perfect. The possibility of success is extremely high... But it was accidental. At the beginning of the trap, another person suddenly joined in. His name is Wende. He has a knowledge field. But he is not a god of Euro..." Gaddy reported the details of the matter to Mutu one by one. Finally, he said with some uncertainty. "In fact, the last thing. The halfling did not see it with his own eyes--they were isolated from the portal. It was just based on the final result--the god named Wende appeared in front of everyone with a wounded Frey in her arms--they secretly guessed in private that Frey could escape that trap. This one named Wende had put a lot of effort..."

"That's it." After listening to the story, Mutu yawned boredly. "It's no big deal." He waved his hand and asked Gadie to retreat.

But before he could reach the door, Mutu suddenly became a little more interested. He called Gaddy and ordered, "That person named Wende has not joined the Euro divine system, right?" He nodded when he saw Gaddy and said again. "I have never heard of his name before--this situation is interesting---Crosel, who replaced Saigong, once complained to me that Saigong's divine realm, suddenly became smaller."

"...Why is this?" Mutu tapped the sharp corners on his head with his hands. His eyes were full of cunning. "You send me the order to Crosel. As long as he can find out the whereabouts of this person named Wind, I will remove the word "Dire" in front of him!"

After Mutu gave the order, he stopped looking at Gaddy. He just leaned on the back of the chair and flicked his finger. The bone pillar closest to him came alive. The demons who formed the pillar returned to their original appearance. They began to fight and let out an inaudible roar of ordinary people.
Chapter completed!