Without giving it much thought, Ning Feng casually said:

"Even if the process is a bit bloody, it's normal, as long as the final result is achieved, that's all that matters."

[You're wrong, it's just a little bloody? You're surprisingly naive.]

"Um?"

You don't actually think that just because she acts timid and submissive in front of you, she's really a cautious and timid person, do you?

Inside the wooden cabin, the demon girl, bound tightly by chains, watches another crimson scene.

A cruel smile appeared on the only part of her face that was visible:

[Just bloodshed? You underestimate her. The pawn you found is far more capable than you think!]

I really like her!

...

...

laugh!

Blood.

"Aaaaaah!"

Wailing.

"It's so hot! It's burning!"

!

fire.

Calamity befell the Third Hell.

On his way here, Karan learned that all his men had been urgently transferred away.

Apart from a succubus acting as a recorder, no demon could be of any help to her.

This means that she would have to suppress a riot involving tens of thousands of people all by herself.

Moreover, these people are not just ordinary people; they are hybrids with some demonic blood.

Even a large number of ants can overwhelm an elephant; she is no match for it.

Faced with such a desperate situation, Karan did not back down after remaining silent, and directly led the recorder to the Third Hellfire.

Holding a decapitation sword as tall as a person, she stood indifferently on the only path leading out of the Third Hellfire.

She addressed the charging mob of slaves, declaring:

"Let's kill."

"I will only take the remaining one hundred men to become my subordinates."