People are scared in America, my uncle is Dante

Chapter 157 The Feast in the Labyrinth

"I smell an exquisite fragrance on you—the Pandora's Box has never responded so warmly to anyone."

Nailhead, walking at the forefront, remained calm. He fiddled with the magic box in his palm and continued, "It chose you, not just as a passerby, but as the best experiencer for our exploration of ultimate pain—yours."

"You talk too much nonsense."

Suren interrupted.

The nail head was interrupted by the other party, and the movement in his hand paused slightly.

He looked at both sides of Suren expressionlessly.

"With a whoosh, two chains shot out from the void towards Suren."

"clang"

With a crisp sound, the chains were severed in mid-air.

"Leave this to me."

Taking advantage of this brief moment, he turned his head and spoke to Luca and Apshe, who had already climbed up behind him.

"—Take care of yourself."

Apshe said in a low voice.

He gripped his camera and exchanged a glance with Luca.

Both of them knew very well that staying here would only be a burden, so it was better to—

Take this opportunity to go in and dig up more news!

The two looked at each other, then ran towards the two passages, one to the left and one to the right.

"—In a place like this, who gave you permission to split up?"

Looking in the direction where the two disappeared, Suren was speechless.

Fortunately, Dr. Wernick had concentrated almost all of the underground base's security forces at the elevator entrance in order to deal with Suren.

Otherwise, with so many people dying on the front lines, the reinforcements would have arrived long ago.

Seeing their prey trying to escape, Trembling Tooth and the other monk moved swiftly and chased after Luca and his companion in the direction they had fled.

"Where do you want to go?"

Suren's eyes narrowed.

Several dark purple blades swept out, blocking the path of the two cultivators.

The trembling teeth, which had been stopped by the attack, turned its head and stared at Suren.

"We will tear your soul apart and cast you into endless torment."

Nailhead was not angry about giving up his prey.

He turned the magic box in his hand expressionlessly until a soft "click" was heard.

The mechanism in the middle of the magic box automatically rises.

Suren's figure blurred into a streak as he rushed straight towards Nailhead.

He didn't want to listen to any more nonsense and planned to finish the fight quickly.

Because the deceased doctor said that the person behind him was on his way here.

That's most likely Bayonetta's target.

But regardless of whether Bayonetta could stop the other party or not, he had to prepare in advance, just in case.

Just then, Nailhead's hand exerted force, and the magic box and the protruding part in the middle were pressed down again.

In an instant, dozens of chains shot out from the void, hooking onto Suren's body and limbs.

"Experience the gift of suffering—"

Nailhead spoke again, his tone calm.

"Splash—"

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The chains binding Suren suddenly began to pull outwards, trying to break his body.

However, Suren remained unmoved, a purple glint in his eyes, and he said sneered, "That's it?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force inward with both arms, and a burst of brute force erupted from his body.

"collapse""

These chains were actually snapped by Suren using brute force!

He untied the chains binding him and threw them to the ground.

A hint of surprise finally appeared on Nailhead's calm face.

It hadn't paid much attention when the human pulled the chains directly out of hell.

But now, these chains, strong enough to bind even a high-ranking demon, have been torn apart by him?!

Once he regained his mobility, Suren raised his hand and slashed out with his sword.

"Swish"

A flash of light appeared.

The fat man who stood in front of the nail didn't even have time to react before he was sliced ​​in half, completely unable to react.

Then, Suren moved swiftly through the corridor, easily killing Trembling Tooth and another monk.

His speed was too fast; these monks, who were not good at close combat, had no chance to defend themselves.

In just a short while, apart from Suren, only Nailhead remained standing in the corridor.

Nailhead stared at the corpses scattered on the ground, his expression unchanged.

"Your soul is too powerful, and too corrupt. Mortal instruments of torture cannot subject you to true suffering—"

As it spoke, the magical artifact in its hand began to spin rapidly, eventually transforming into a geometric shape.

"Only the endless labyrinth created by the great Leviathan can bury you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire underground base seemed to come alive.

The floor beneath Suren's feet suddenly flew up into the air, carrying him straight toward the ceiling.

He jumped down immediately.

The surrounding walls, the floor, and even the tightly closed laboratory doors began to flip and shift in an orderly fashion, like a Rubik's Cube.

The once straight corridor was instantly dismantled, and countless rooms moved rhythmically within it.

This scene is like watching a well-organized Rubik's Cube motion.

"Has this entire underground base been transformed into a labyrinthine magic box?"

Suren was slightly startled as she watched this scene.

He initially thought the other party might summon a gate to hell.

To his surprise, the evil sorcerer group turned the entire underground base into a giant Rubik's Cube maze.

Furthermore, it allows the nailhead to be controlled directly through the Box of Mourning in its hand.

Box of Grief.

It is the key to hell. When an ordinary person uses it, their own desires will summon people like Nailhead.

When Nailhead uses it, it opens a door leading directly to the location of Leviathan.

Soon after, the changes disappeared.

Suren landed steadily on a completely new piece of ground.

He looked around and saw that the elevator shaft behind him had long since disappeared, replaced by a clean and white laboratory.

There was a deathly silence all around, with only the faint sound of air currents.

"clang!"

A chain suddenly shot out from the void.

Without even looking, Suren cleaved it in two with a backhand strike.

Sheathing his weapon, he walked forward along the reconstructed passage.

Through some of the still-lit glass windows on both sides, one could see that in some laboratories, there were even huge demon heads still being soaked. However, due to the flipping of the room, they were lying in murky preservative solution, their dead fish eyes staring blankly at Suren outside the window.

Continuing forward, a new area appeared.

There are no experimental sites here; instead, there are mostly individual single cells.

Looking through the observation window, the cell was pitch black, with only a small screen in the middle playing videos that couldn't be sent from the dark web.

In the cell, in front of a small screen, sat an unlucky fellow whom no one knew where he had been captured.

Suren walked through several cells and found that they were all the same.

However, some of the people in the cells had already died in their cells due to the change and reversal of the scene.

This made him even more curious about the background story.

Just as Suren was about to open the door and ask the imprisoned person, a slight tremor suddenly came from the floor beneath his feet.

Immediately afterwards, a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps came from the depths of the corridor behind him.

"Knock knock knock one"

Suren turned around and saw a group of researchers in white lab coats rushing in from the other side of the corridor, their faces filled with terror.

Their faces were filled with fear. Some people lost their shoes and fell to the ground, but instead of getting up, they crawled forward on their hands and feet.

As they ran, they looked back desperately, shouting, "Help! The monster has escaped!"

Suren stood in the opposite direction of the crowd, looking back.

"roar!!!"

With a roar, a monster the size of a hill, carrying several outdated researchers, rampaged through the narrow corridor.

"Bang!"

Many poor researchers were instantly smashed to pieces, their blood splattering everywhere.

Suren's eyelids twitched as he looked at the monster.

The monster's upper body was exceptionally strong, with biceps on both arms the size of two human heads, and its arms hanging down to its feet.

It grabbed a screaming human, slammed him to the ground, and blood splattered instantly.

This look—he was all too familiar with it.

"Tank"