Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Quake's attack speed couldn't keep up with their running speed.

These creatures are as agile as fleas; with almost every slight movement, they can instantly dart into the sky. The ground is like soft bread to them, and they can ascend and descend at an extremely fast speed.

This is a contest between strength and agility.

Quake constantly controlled the speed of the gears, circling to stop the opponent's lightning-fast attack.

“You fools, what are you doing here instead of fighting the goat-men demons? We’re allies now, you know? Go ask your master. You’ve got the wrong people, you fools!” Quake said, displeased.

Upon hearing the word "ally," the middle-aged man in the suit, who was being held by Quake, immediately began to struggle, his face turning even redder.

“You Satan’s lackeys, look at this guy in my hand. He’s also an ally of ours. Look how angry you’ve made your ally. Stop right now.”

These guys ignored Quake's words and just kept attacking him.

Boudiman was entangled by three of them. The moment his tentacles struck the opponent, the opponent's body would turn into a cloud of black mist and dissipate.

If he were facing only one or two opponents, he might still have a chance to win, but when faced with three, Boudiman was also tightly entangled.

And these three guys seemed to be intentionally keeping Boudiman and Quake at a distance, forcing him in another direction.

In a moment of lapse in the swing of the gears, Quake was caught off guard and the middle-aged man he was holding was snatched away by a canine demon that shot horizontally from behind like a cannonball.

By the time he realized it, the other party had already appeared a mile away, carrying the middle-aged man.

"Are you guys bored or have you already betrayed Satan?" Quake chased after them.

However, after the demon snatched the middle-aged man from his hands, the remaining six canine demons abandoned the two of them and simultaneously shot towards the demon.

Then, a strange red fluctuation appeared in the triangular pit with a diameter of one meter that appeared on the road ahead.

The wrecked vehicles and the drivers' corpses on the road, including the deep pit and the seven demons, vanished in an instant, and the entire highway returned to its previous clean and peaceful state.

Quake attacked the road with the gears, but only destroyed the clean highway in front of him, as if everything just now was an illusion.

But the two knew that what they had just witnessed was absolutely real, after all, the middle-aged man had been lost.

Quirk persisted, using the gears to attack his surroundings, but he still couldn't reach the enemy's location; all he could see was an empty road.

Moreover, the seven vanished skeleton demons showed no intention of attacking the two of them again, as if nothing had happened.

"Damn it, what are they trying to do?" Quake said helplessly. "We lost this guy, what do we do now?"

"There's no other way, let's go back and meet up first. You've done your best." Budiman patted Quake on the shoulder, telling him not to blame himself.

The two could only continue their journey towards Java empty-handed.

Boudiman knew in his heart that even if the two of them could find the location of the seven demons under Satan's command again, they probably wouldn't be able to take the middle-aged man back, since there were seven of them.

After the two left, on this quiet, deserted highway, in a space invisible to ordinary people.

The seven hunchbacked demons that had disappeared earlier were now baring their fangs like wild dogs, gathered in front of the triangular pit in the ground, and throwing the corpses of drivers into it one by one.

Dozens of ordinary hunchbacked evil spirits were hung on pillars piled with vehicles around them by iron hooks. Their intense pain caused them to roar incessantly, creating a mournful dirge.

Accompanied by their wailing cries, wisps of black energy swirled around them, forming a vortex. The vortex led straight into the triangular pit.

The middle-aged man, who was being held by the larger of the demons, kept whimpering and gestured for them to untie him so that he could speak.

However, the seven kobold-like demons ignored his actions and instead lifted the middle-aged man to the side of the pit, extending a sharp, rhomboid fingernail to slash his wrists and ankles.

He was held up in mid-air with his face facing upwards, while his limbs, bound behind his back, dripped blood continuously, which flowed into the deep pit.

As the blood containing Lucifer's power flowed down his body, a gurgling sound came from the pit, as if something was being boiled.

The middle-aged man's face was flushed but also deathly pale.

He had just thought he had a chance to escape and wanted to negotiate with these demons, making promises in exchange for his freedom.

But to my surprise, these guys were just using me as a sacrifice.

This is a huge mistake!

As the bishop of Lucifer, he was now being used as a sacrificial animal by these wild dog-like demons under Satan's command.

His blood was being drained, and his strength was rapidly dissipating.

"Damn humans, damn Satan's lackeys!" His hatred for both sides had reached its peak at this moment.

Within the triangular pit in front of them, which was only one meter in diameter, gurgling sounds gradually emitted scorching heat, as if a dormant volcano was slowly awakening, a sign that it might erupt at any moment.

It seems that the seven demons' target from the very beginning was this middle-aged man in Quake's hands, because they sensed a burning power within him, making him the perfect sacrifice.

As for Quake and Boudiman, they already knew about Satan's choice, so they didn't bother with them.

The previous actions were merely a prelude to seizing the present middle-aged person, using them as a prelude to a ritual.

As the lord of hell, Satan would naturally not put all his eggs in one basket.

These creatures, which have survived through the ages and occupy the top of the pyramid, possess a wealth of unique methods and trump cards.

Black gas gradually emerged from the pit, emitting a strong sulfurous smell, and sporadic sparks gradually appeared, as if the lava was being ignited.

Seven kobold demons lifted the middle-aged man high in the air.

His blood had all drained away; only his flesh and blood had any value left. They were going to throw him into the triangular pit.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes in despair.

At this moment, he had never felt that the world was so malicious. He thought that when he was a political figure, he was already ruthless enough, extorting money and doing nothing, but at least he paid attention to appearances.

But these two groups of guys are completely unreasonable. Two of them turned on each other in an instant, which probably even Saint Lord Lucifer did not expect.
And these seven demons actually dared to use him, the bishop, as their sacrifice. Isn't this a great blasphemy?

"They're all damned bastards!" the middle-aged man cursed inwardly.

But now he has no way to solve the problem.

The power within him had been completely sealed by Wu Heng, rendering him utterly unusable. He was weaker than an ordinary person, and the pitiful power bestowed upon him by Lucifer had never been used even once. (End of Chapter)