Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Anita looked at the souls around her: "Is this a catastrophe for humanity? Are we humans destined to be eliminated by nature? As time goes by and the world progresses, we too will become one of those endangered species that are about to be completely wiped out!"

Ron shook his head slightly: "No, the Goat-Man Devil shouldn't let that happen."

"It just wants to turn us humans into pet dogs and cats, to raise and mass-produce us, just like cattle and sheep that are domesticated in a pen, and then slaughter us when we are mature."

"In the pastures of the West, I have never heard of any cow or sheep that was raised for meat and lived to a ripe old age. On the contrary, when they grew to adulthood and were at their strongest, that was when they were slaughtered, put on the barbecue grill or in the pot, and eaten by humans."

"Perhaps in the future, every time we humans reach our prime, that will be the time when we are harvested by these demons."

“Our bodies and our souls will be hung on the hook and devoured by them.”

Everyone felt a chill run down their spine at the sight, but they all knew in their hearts that if things continued to develop as they were, this was bound to happen, which was why they were resisting.

Their anxieties about the future of humanity gradually suppressed the horrific image of mass slaughter they had just created in their hearts.

Everyone had only one thought in their minds: to stop the goat-man devil.

Humans should never be domesticated and slaughtered like animals. At most, they should only live to adulthood before being consumed as meat. This is absolutely unacceptable.

Wu Heng suddenly spoke up at this moment.

He didn't talk to the crowd about the issue of God and animals, but continued the previous topic: "That middle-aged man in the suit who belonged to Lucifer should not be dead."

His words immediately drew everyone's attention.

"That day, the goat-man devil personally issued the curse again, and it was a physical curse that used the souls of a large number of soldiers as a medium and souls as fuel. It was many times more terrifying than the kind of curse that was separated by thousands of miles."

"How could that middle-aged man have survived such a curse?"

"That's practically the same as the probability of an average human surviving a bombardment by tracking rockets," Quake said, somewhat incredulously.

“I also left a curse on that middle-aged man before, but my curse is very weak. However, if that middle-aged man is killed, my curse will also disappear.”

“But my curse on him still exists, which means he’s not dead. It’s just that he’s too far away for me to be sure where he is, but he’s definitely alive,” Wu Heng said.

"Is that so? That's great. Hopefully, that guy can make some noise in the current situation."

“It would be best if we could find his location. If we could bring him to the place we’ve set up and create some traces of Lucifer, it would definitely attract the goat-man demons there. Can you find him?” Ron looked at Wu Heng excitedly.

Wu Heng shook his head slightly: "I need to walk around a bit. Maybe I can sense it when I'm close by, but it's too far away now. I'll go look for it later."

"Really? That's great!" The person who heard this instantly saw hope.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man in a suit, who was on everyone's mind, had arrived at a place full of glaciers.

His originally normal human body was now stretched to a full ten meters long from the waist down, making him look like a humanoid python.

The middle-aged man's lower body was submerged in extremely cold water, steadily moving towards the extreme. His lower body was engulfed in green flames, which spread from his feet up his legs, making him appear as if he were dragging a long string of fire ropes.

As the flames spread to his thighs, his hands transformed into wings, slashing down to cut his body in half. His burning lower body instantly turned to ashes.

At the same time, a white light emanated from the wings that the arms had transformed into, and the severed body instantly grew back its lower half.

But a green flame reignited from his feet, and in order to delay the flames, his lower body began to grow continuously until it reached a length of more than ten meters.

He crawled rapidly on the ground using only his hands, moving at an extremely fast speed, far exceeding that of a race car, heading in one of the directions.

This world is not only home to the devil's altar, but also to the hidden altars of other hell lords.

For fallen angels, the extreme cold, where everything is frozen and appears perfectly pure, is an ideal place.

The fact that a middle-aged man could possess such abilities suggests that Lucifer had once again remotely transmitted power to him.

His life was now hanging by a thread, but he kept in mind the task Lucifer had given him, and believed that as long as he could reach the place of judgment, the curse on him would be lifted.

What remains there is the holy power that Lucifer shed from the altar of defilement before his fall, that is, at the moment of his complete corruption.

That power that Lucifer once despised has now become his trump card.

Or rather, from the very beginning, it did not discard this power that had been stripped away, but instead used it as a trump card, sealing it here.

Now, facing the threat of the goat-man demon, it has thought of this power, and perhaps it is time to use it.

This power, which it once saw as utterly hypocritical and capable of creating false beauty, proved to be incredibly effective in dealing with utterly evil beings like the Goat-Man Demon.

The purification it contains is enough to transform into an avatar of Lucifer.

A clone that can hide in the shadows, undetectable to the goat-man demon familiar with its power, and capable of launching self-destructive attacks.

Each time the middle-aged man moved forward for less than a minute, he would cut his own body, leaving behind piles of ashes from the burning curses on the ground.

His face grew paler and paler, for the curse was burning not only his body, but also his soul.

Each cut is equivalent to cutting your own soul at the same time.

Even with Lucifer's power to replenish her, the torment from the loss of her soul is still irreparable.

It felt like as the brain was being cut, a piece of memory stored in the brain cells was also being cut off.

Even if the brain cells and brain are repaired, the memory is permanently lost. The torment from the confusion of memories is absolutely terrifying.

The soul is the same; it contains not only memories, but also a person's will, beliefs, cognition, and even the core facts of their existence. (End of Chapter)