The old man spoke in a hoarse voice.

When the young man heard this, he stared at the police officers with hatred-filled eyes: "You guys... killed my master! I want you to be buried with her!"

A ray of light from the magic circle appeared in Kusakabe's palm. He frowned and said, "Wait, did you misunderstand something?"

"Misunderstanding? If everyone is dead, what else is there to say?"

Toriga's eyes were red and he rushed towards several people with anger.

The situation is on the verge of breaking out.

But no one noticed that Makima, who was still standing at the front, was now standing at the back.

She took a short stick from her pocket.

About a finger long.

At the top of the wooden branches, a few strands of dark purple gas were swirling and swimming rapidly, like poisonous snakes that chose people to bite, hissing downwards.

Machima tilted her head, a bit of surprise appeared on her calm face.

Then she squatted down and groped the woman's body.

Collar, chest, pockets...

Two seconds later, her eyes focused on the woman's tightly clenched right hand.

The gas on the branches also began to become crazily active.

After thinking for a moment, Makima spread her fingers.

Reveal the octagonal stone talisman inside.

At the same time, the woman's originally curled up body seemed to relax slightly.

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"Pfft."

Blood was flying in the air and sputtering to the ground.

The young man named Toriga stopped in front of Denjiko with a look of disbelief in his footsteps.

The eyes of the tritium tube lit up, and Denjizi immediately raised the chainsaw with both hands and shouted: "No... I didn't do it! You see there is no blood on my chainsaw! You don't touch porcelain like this!"

Everyone's eyes glanced at Denjiko without stopping on her.

They looked behind the boy.

There, a short old man was slowly taking out his hand that was still dripping with blood.

"why……"

Toriga vomited blood, his eyes full of confusion and confusion.

The old man grinned—like a machine, grinning in an arc that exceeded human limits.

He croaked, raising his hands.

"Toriga, you will never know how much you mean to me."

"Like now..."

The last sentence was a faint female voice.

Denjiko turned around and immediately saw the woman lying on the ground.

At this time, she had woken up at some point, and was standing at the window looking at everyone, with a somewhat crazy smile on her face.

Then, falling backward——

There was a "crash" sound, which was the sound of the glass on the second floor being smashed.

The figures of Su Tang and the woman crossed each other.

Through the broken window, he was able to find the location of Machima and the others as quickly as possible.

But before he could say anything, he suddenly heard a popping sound next to him.

The blood that spurted out hit the telepathy shield and slid down in viscosity.

"Put my heart..."

The eyes of the short old man and Toriga were dull, and their voices sounded at the same time: "And to my beloved children."

"In exchange..."

The woman who was falling with her back to the ground looked up at the darkness that suddenly appeared in the sky and said with a wanton smile: "Devil of hell, please bring all the creatures in this department store to hell!"

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"where is this place?"

Darkness suddenly came, and then, when the world lit up again, Kurose and the others were suddenly startled.

There should have been rows of shelves piled around, but now they all disappeared.What tiles, what buildings, what department stores...

Now around them, there is only endless desolation as far as the eye can see!

"Hmm...what happened?"

Kusakabe covered his head and looked into the distance, but there was still nothingness as far as he could see. There were only doors of different styles floating in the sky above his head.

"How could it be... why are we here..."

A trembling voice sounded.

Denjiko turned his head, looked at the spider demon standing next to Makima, and asked, "Do you know where this is?"

"This is hell." Machima answered on behalf of the spider demon.

She took a step forward and raised her head slightly: "We were thrown into hell by some kind of demonic power."

"Damn it! Santa Claus's true form is not that old man!"

Tendo also realized at this time. Judging from the last expression of the short old man, it was obvious that he was also a doll!It’s just that the disguise is better than usual!

"So there is someone else in the form of Santa Claus? Could it be... that woman?"

Kusakabe frowned, recalling some of the details just now, and guessed.

"Guys..." Kurose said with a bit of hesitation: "Would you guys come and see if Pava is in better condition? She seems to be... crazy..."

crazy?

Several people looked towards where Pava was, and saw that Pava, who had always been fearless, was kneeling on the ground and trembling desperately, as if he had encountered some great fear.

"What's going on...?" Tendo asked.

"We're being watched..."

Makima looked forward quietly, holding the three octagonal stone talismans in her pocket, and said with half-squinted eyes: "Far ahead, there is a demon that is much more terrifying than the gun demon..."

"They are transcendents, beings who have never experienced death."

"They are called - root demons."

"The root devil?" Denjizi repeated the name, and then subconsciously said: "Mr. Su Tang, you know this..."

"Eh……"

The girl's eyes widened and she looked at the empty place beside her.

"Where has Mr. Su Tang gone?"

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"Well……"

Frowning his brows, Su Tang tried to open his eyes.

This is an easy thing to do normally, but it is extremely difficult to do at this time.

He had the illusion that he had fallen into the deep sea. Every breath he took was thick and turbid. His mouth, throat, larynx, and even his lungs were all in burning pain, and then his senses gradually became blurred like petrification. .

The skin of his body was also undergoing indescribable huge pressure, coming from all directions and every corner, as if it was trying to block every pore of his body, squeezing his entire body together like a towel, and constantly squeezing it.

He can't feel much of his limbs now, and his head hurts.

It is the pain of being crushed and chipped.

What happened in that moment just now...

Resisting the various distortions coming from inside to outside, from top to bottom, Su Tang finally reluctantly opened his eyes.

As soon as it enters the eyes, it is a dark red.

The brown stone platform floats at two points in the void, the void is boundless, soundless and windless.

Desolation, loneliness, emptiness, terror...

All kinds of negative emotions instantly flooded into Su Tang's brain, causing his already muddled mind to become distorted and swollen again.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Covering his head and shouting silently, Su Tang's forehead was covered with a large amount of sweat.

At this moment, it was as if there were thousands of dull knives whirling and carving on his soul, and every breath was accompanied by thousands of severe pains!

"Can't pass out...!"

Gritting his teeth, Su Tang tried to make himself faint from the pain, so as to escape this extreme torture-like feeling.But no matter how he tried, he found that his perception was so clear that he would not refuse pain wherever it came.

"Hell...how did I come to hell..."

With his eyes bloodshot, Su Tang twitched and rolled on the stone platform. The previous scene in the department store came to mind.

[Demons of hell, please bring all creatures in this department store to hell]

"Damn...ahhhhhhhh!!"

The severe pain was constantly eroding Su Tang's few sanity.His pupils were still blood red, his fists were clenched tightly, and his nails were embedded in his skin, but no blood was seen flowing out.

"The devil from hell...actually threw me into hell?!"

"Wait, what about Denjiko, Makima and the others?!"

Trying to keep his eyes open, Su Tang turned his neck with difficulty and looked in all directions.

Nothing.

There was no one, no object, no wind, and no sound.

Dead silence is the eternal theme here.

"They are not here...were they thrown somewhere else...or..."

Beating his brain with his hands, Su Tang struggled to get up from the ground - only then did he realize that his limbs had been twisted together, moving in reverse in a manner that violated human common sense.

Seeing this scene, he subconsciously wanted to correct it, but his remaining reason stopped him.

Because he couldn't tell whether what he saw at this time was real or a visual error caused by his mind being sharpened.

"Is this hell...the one where the eight demons have been trapped for tens of thousands of years..."

With a ferocious face, Su Tang raised his head.

At this time, he couldn't distinguish between up, down, left, and right, nor could he distinguish between southeast, northwest, and northwest.The movement of raising his head obviously gave him the illusion of looking down - this sense of confusion made him retching instantly.

no!You must escape from hell!

Gritting his teeth, Su Tang's eyes were blood red and full of madness.

He remembered that the eighth door of the Holy Lord...

It hasn't been used yet, right.

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Chapter 64: Su Tang: He laughed at the eight demons when he was young, but when he was middle-aged...

The boundless hell was filled with dark red, and there was deathly silence.

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