Everything here smells of decay.

There is a lingering sound of participation in my ears.

I don’t know if there are people facing torture now, or if the wails of those who were tortured to death in the past were recorded in the magic cave.

A tall demon appeared in front, looking at the tied-up Will with interest.

"Look, a bunch of poor little guys, here comes another little guy."

The demon stood up and slowly approached Will and the group of fallen ones.

This demon was at least three or four meters tall, with all kinds of scales growing randomly on its body and several twisted horns on its head.

Every step he took was accompanied by the stench of decay and bloody slaughter, which made the fallen people around him silent.

The fallen knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "My wicked lord, this is the gift we prepared for you!!"

"I hope you can torture him severely!"

The demon walked up to the Fallen One and laughed sinisterly: "Hahahaha!"

“Gifts! I love gifts!!

“I also love those of you who gave me gifts!!”

"Hehehe, hehehe!!"

As he spoke, the demon grabbed a fallen being nearby and hung him directly on an iron hook.

"ah!?"

“Ahhhhh!!!”

The Fallen are really panicking this time.

Although Will's mouth was blocked, he really wanted to laugh now.

He prayed:

"If there really is a God, please destroy everything here!"