It's still the same in the prison.

Since mastering the Prison Suppression Seal, Li Fan has completely taken control of the Prison Suppression and can control everything here.

The feeling after entering the prison is very different from the feeling of alienation before.

This is his home, his territory, even like his body.

Like an arm pointing a finger.

He could hear the heads placed on the bookshelves in the prison study room talking loudly in the darkness, talking about demons, the world of heaven, and hell, bragging about their experiences in life, and telling all kinds of bizarre anecdotes about what they had experienced.

In the cells in the prison area, the three giants of life could be heard whispering, chatting about the poor Eight-head Dharma King and Ke'su'er, and making narrow laughter from time to time.

You can hear the wind sound like weeping and sighing from the ruins of the abyss outside the prison.

At the same time, he could also see every corner of the prison, the rooms filled with all kinds of damaged items, and the prisoners in the prison area who looked like dead bodies.

Of course, there is also the purgatory attached to the prison, where the eight heads who were cut into eight pieces are undergoing cruel punishment, and Cthul, who is constantly being burned to ashes and then reborn in the ashes.

Li Fan couldn't help but frowned.

Who created this purgatory?

Why is it so miserable?

This is so inhumane.

As soon as his thoughts changed, the surrounding environment changed instantly. He had appeared in purgatory. The pale ghost sat on a throne made of piles of bones. The crown of black fire burned without extinguishing, and he looked towards purgatory with a playful expression.

Raging fires, forests of swords and axes, huge stone grinding mortars, endless frozen lakes, boiling oil pots and blood pools, etc., etc., the scenery is picturesque.

In the scorching plume of smoke rising in the distance, one could vaguely see bodies dancing in the air due to the power of the prison.

This column of smoke seems to have life, and the pieces of the body are thrown into the blood pool of the oil pot and the forest of stone mortars and knives, broken and then rebuilt.

There are eight songs.

At the bottom of the frozen lake, there is a monster with an octopus head, frozen in it, and even his mind is frozen.

In the ice lake, there were still sharp ice blades cutting away his flesh and blood bit by bit, mincing them, and then repairing them again.

It's Cthul.

For a while, it was hard to say which one was worse.

Li Fan waved gently, and the power of suppressing the prison was activated.

The smoke column circled, blowing the eight bodies towards the throne of bones and lava.

The ice lake shattered, and the octopus-headed monster surged with the current and ran aground in front of the throne.

Each of the eight bodies had a head, and finally merged into one body again and fell in front of Li Fan.

The octopus-headed Cthul also woke up from his frozen eternal sleep, as if he had risen from the dead.

They simultaneously saw the white bones and lava throne in front of them, as well as the pale ghost on the throne who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Two powerful creatures in the abyss prostrated themselves in front of the throne of bones and lava at the same time, trembling with tears.

At this time, the Eight-headed Dharma King was completely suffering from traumatic stress disorder, and even his mind was going crazy.

He only felt fear, deep fear, towards the terrifying creature in front of him.

I no longer dare to think anything wrong.

In Bazou's view, the Lord of Prison Suppression disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years, and then reappeared, causing Zhen Prison to collapse. Pretending to be weak in front of him might just be to make him resist completely, toying with his body and will, watching

He was completely devastated.

After spending hundreds of thousands of years just to torture him and play with him, how perverted is the Lord of Prison Suppression?

It’s already unimaginable.

All he can do is eternal obedience and eternal loyalty.

As for Ke'suer on the side, he also fully understood the horror of the legendary prison lord at this time, and he only regretted that he had listened to the nightmare and suffered such a disaster.

He was feeling uneasy now, not knowing what the being on the Throne of Bones and Lava was going to do next.

Maybe my life will end here.

If this was the case, he would feel somewhat at ease, as it would be better than suffering endless punishment in this endless purgatory.

Then I heard the pale ghost on the throne of bones and lava ask quietly:

"Convicted?"

Ba Shu and Kesuer wished they could turn their bodies into dust and fall into the soil, and said tremblingly:

"Know the guilt, know the guilt!"

"Sin deserves death, crime deserves death!"

The pale ghost said slowly:

"Death? You will not get this gift. But I am in a good mood today and can give you a chance to atone for your sins. My incarnation is wandering in reality and needs some lowly power to avoid destroying the fragile reality...

"

The Eight-head Dharma King trembled all over and said quickly:

"Prison Master, Ba Shu begs for your gift, Ba Shu wants to atone for his sins!"

He had heard the Lord of Prison Suppression talk about the incarnation of reality before, and now he completely believed that what he said was true.

This being is so powerful that even his power cannot be put into the fragile reality, not even incarnation.

Therefore, these humble and lowly existences have a chance to enter reality for a short time.

He used to take it as an insult, but now he craves this opportunity.

Kesuer on the side trembled in his heart, and was about to beg for this opportunity as well, when he heard the Lord of Prison Suppression say:

"Okay, Eight Heads, you still have a place in purgatory, until you catch your replacement."

The indescribable and unspeakable terrifying power descended, rolled up eight poems, and disappeared together with the great being on the throne of bones and lava.

Only Cthul was left crawling on the spot.

Before he could react, the cold ice water from the frozen lake had already surged out instantly, wrapping his body and dragging him into the extremely cold ice lake again.

Ke'su'er struggled desperately and shouted:

"No, Your Majesty, please, don't..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the terrifying extreme cold had already begun to freeze his mind.

Before his mind was completely frozen, only one thought flashed through Ke'sul's mind:

Damn it, I was overtaken by Eight Songs...

When the Eight-Headed Dharma King reacted again, he had already left the terrifying purgatory and returned to the prison cell again.

The bronze chain around his neck has also been tightly bound.

But it made him extremely at ease.

Eight heads were almost in tears.

Go home, go home.

In the cell opposite, the Three Giants of Life had also discovered the return of Ba Shu, and quickly rushed to the window to look at Ba Shu, with a curious expression on their faces.

"Bashou, are you back? Where have you been during this time?"

"Long time no see. I miss you a lot. Why do you look so fat? Did you get beaten?"

"Tell me now, how did your Majesty do it to you? How painful was it? It also makes us brothers happy."

Although they didn't know what Ba Zu had gone through, they often heard Ba Zu's screams coming from the underground in the cell.

The scream could be described as horrific, and even made the Three Giants of Life shudder.

Bazou ignored their provocation and said with a pious expression:

"Your majesty gave me the baptism and purification of my whole body, and I am grateful."

Just as he was talking, he suddenly felt the chain around his neck tighten, and Bazou felt a warm current surge in his heart, and his eight heads almost cried at the same time.

Your Majesty will use him.

He is still useful.

He still has a chance to redeem himself!

…

In the blood chip casino, on the central gaming table, the dealer, shrouded in distorted blood-colored light and shadow, looked in the direction where Li Fan disappeared, seeming a little surprised.

The five members of the Cleaning Association also looked at each other in confusion at this time, wondering what the collector's situation was.

The banker looked at the five people and said solemnly:

"He escaped? It's useless, no one can escape from the blood chip casino!"
To be continued...