Xu Milu started counting on her fingers. There's a saying that a day in heaven is equivalent to a year on earth. This saying also applies to the underworld. There are eighteen levels of hell. The deeper you go, the slower time goes, the longer the punishment, and the greater the pain.
One day in the mortal realm is equivalent to countless years in hell.
Otherwise, after several reincarnations, there would be very few people left in the mortal world—they would all be suffering in hell.
[Aaaaaah! What are you saying?! Where am I?! Let me leave!!]
Aigard's soul returned to human form, struggling to escape the control of the horse-faced demon. Xu Milu thoughtfully translated the minotaur's words, her expression somewhat pleased:
"Most importantly, during your torture, you won't be deaf to pain because of your madness. Throughout the process, you will remain conscious and feel the pain you inflicted on those poor people. Although some people think torture is unacceptable, I quite like this ending for you. Goodbye!"
She waved as if saying goodbye to an old friend, her gentle smile appearing to Aigard like a demon incarnate.
[No!! No!! You can't do this to me! "Lord Raphael!!"]
[No! ! ! ]
"You wicked man, your time has come!"
"You wicked man! You deserve to be punished!"
The screams echoed far and wide. Ox-Head and Horse-Face, one on each side, dragged the already paralyzed Egard step by step into the deeper darkness.
Yes, money can not only make the devil turn the millstone, but it can also bring retribution to evil people.
Xu Milu waved happily, feeling refreshed.
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