Bonfire burning.
A group of people gathered around the fire, singing and dancing, as if they were performing some mysterious ceremony.
That’s right, it’s a group of people! Really human race!
"Damn it, how can there be humans in the inner demon world? Could it be that the extremely evil lord plundered and migrated here from other worlds?"
Fang Yuan felt very incredible when he was high up in the sky.
Because below, at the end of the Blood Land, there are not only humans, but also opened fields, villages and cities.
It looks like it's been transported to another human world, full of incredible flavor.
"Given the environment in the Heart Demon Realm, ordinary people cannot survive at all, or may mutate... But the Original Sin Demon Realm is the realm of the extremely evil Lord. He forcibly changed the rules and vitality attributes here, making it suitable for ordinary human life... "
Fang Yuan looked around and was a little confused: "But why do you have to do such a thankless thing?"
While he was thinking, the ceremony below was continuing:
"That omnipresent lord of extreme evil!"
"Please let us pass through you, away from the endless city of pain!"
"Please let us pass through you and escape the pit of eternal misery!"
"Please allow us to offer sacrifices to you devoutly, three people who are beyond redemption!"
"The noble Creator, the creator of eternity, please protect your people, keep the devil away from our cities and villages, and protect this year's harvest!"
…
Many people sang hymns and pushed the three sacrifices to the stake.
Of these three people, some had their eyes sewn shut, some had their mouths sewn shut, but something was squirming in their stomachs. The last one, whose body was filled with sulfur, immediately let out a shrill scream as soon as he was pushed into the flames.
raging!
The flames were fierce and swallowed up the three sacrifices.
Several demon spirits flew into it, and suddenly, strange changes occurred.
Three seven-headed insects flew out of the flames. The human faces on their heads looked like sacrifices, and there was a symbol on each forehead.
"Jealousy? Gluttony? And lust?"
"So... is this the origin of the Seven Love Insects in the Inner Demon Realm?"
Fang Yuan suddenly realized: "The Lord of Extreme Evil kept these humans in captivity just to become nutrients... However, this kind of seven-emotion insect is somewhat different from the ones in the previous world. This is normal. One is genetically fused with the insect race, and the other is reproduced. One of them is a native species, so it’s strange that they are exactly the same!”
"Apart from this, what follows should be anger, greed, laziness, and arrogance? It is indeed the Demonic Realm of Original Sin!"
It has to be said that it was definitely a stroke of genius for the Lord of Extreme Evil to migrate a large number of humans.
After all, although there are noble people among humans, when it comes to depravity, there is absolutely no one faster than them. It can be said that it is the best nourishment for the seven deadly sins.
Therefore, this demon god spared no expense to transplant a human society and natural system here.
"Squeak!"
At this time, three seven-headed insects flew out, came to the field ridge, opened their mouthparts and sucked.
Many pests flew out instantly and were devoured, making this year's wheat harvest a good one.
“Thank you, Messenger of the Lord, for your care!”
When those mortals saw this scene, they immediately cheered and didn't feel anything was wrong at all.
"Is it a fixed ritual to pray to the devil and create a devil?"
When Fang Yuan saw this scene, he shook his head secretly. All the natural disasters and insect disasters that this human country encountered were arranged by the Lord of Evil long ago.
It's just that He hid behind the scenes and allowed some demons to provide some relief, and gained a lot of favor and belief. It's really sad.
"Don't these humans know that they are drinking poison to quench their thirst? But even if they know, there is nothing they can do about it, right? This is the sorrow of the weak... "
Fang Yuan sighed, ignored them, and focused on the ritual inscriptions.
"City of Pain? Pit of Misery?"
"It can be placed in ritual magic and become an important incantation. It is absolutely real and has a high status... Although it doesn't sound like a good place..."
He landed on the ground, transformed into an ordinary human form, and walked to the nearest village.
"who?"
Patrolling militiamen spotted him immediately.
These militiamen were tall and strong, wearing leather armor, and the spears in their hands were very sharp.
"I'm just a traveler who wants to take a break in the village!"
Fang Yuan said casually, but his voice was very contagious.
"Okay, then come in with me!"
This emotional contagion immediately made the militia captain who was originally planning to conduct a strict interrogation startled: "Foreigners, remember not to cause trouble in Dorne Village, otherwise the consequences will definitely be undesirable to you. Also, we have no extra rooms. There was just a hut for storing firewood.”
He was about forty years old, with a full beard and scars crisscrossing his body. He was obviously an experienced warrior and introduced Fang Yuan to the village.
"Well, the patrol force is very strong. Is it to prevent some kind of invasion?"
Fang Yuan walked directly to the center of the village.
Generally speaking, it is the core of a village. The village chief's residence and village office should be there.
But at this time, Fang Yuan saw a small black altar.
The altar stands in the center of the square, as if its entire body was carved from obsidian.
Above are various strange and twisted corpses, which look evil and have a strange charm.
The surface of the stone is extremely smooth and shiny, and it is unknown how many people have gone through it for a long time.
"How dare you worship the evil god so openly..."
Fang Yuan looked at it and couldn't help being speechless.
Such altars and specifications, as well as the requirements for blood sacrifices, are bound to be explicitly prohibited and severely cracked down in any normal Shinto world.
But when he arrived in the Demon Realm of Original Sin, he acted openly and entered the house.
"Link, why did you bring an outsider into the village?"
At this time, a white-haired old man rushed over. He had a kind face and kind eyes, much like a neighbor's grandfather, but he was also the leader during the previous sacrifice.
"I… "
Link was stunned and speechless.
"It's like this. I am a traveler from a distant place. I want to go to the legendary Pit of Misery, the City of Pain!"
"What?"
"Are you crazy? You want to go to a place like that?"
Link and the village chief's expressions were extremely surprised: "The Pit of Misery is a place that can only be reached by the soul after death. Living people who want to get there must pass through poisonous swamps, flaming areas, and finally be lost in the underworld of death." Life... Not to mention the City of Pain, although it is located deep in the Pit of Misery, it will never appear in the world unless the soul of death fills the entire Pit of Misery!"
"Oh? Really?"
Fang Yuan's eyes flashed, he asked a few more questions and snapped his fingers.
Link and the village chief looked startled, and then their eyes lit up again: "Is your name Lin Meng? You want to go to Hanhai City..."
"Yes, I didn't expect to just catch up with the village sacrifice!"
A look of fear appeared on Fang Yuan's face.
"It is their greatest honor to be a sacrifice!"
The village chief said matter-of-factly, with great regret in his words: "Our village is weak. According to rumors, those powerful city-states, after capturing the enemy's city, sacrificed tens of thousands of prisoners, and even triggered the Lord's clone to come... "
Fang Yuan could see that when the village chief said this, he only had a strong feeling of envy, without any pain, regret, pity or other normal human emotions.
Even onlookers are used to it.
It's as if their ideas have been completely distorted.
"No... it's not distortion, but the influence of conventional teaching..."
This situation is like a newborn child. Adults often tell him that the color of white paper is black. When he grows up, he will naturally regard white as black.
In Fang Yuan's view, the people in these city-states were also distorted in this way.
"But is this how the legend of the Pit of Misery came about?"
Fang Yuan suddenly felt confident and knew the direction he should go.
However, in the territory of this extremely evil lord, he still played his role honestly and set out as a traveler the next day.
…
"Toxic swamp, flaming area, death underworld..."
He rushed towards the center of the Original Sin Demon Realm, passing through human city-states and gradually reaching a sparsely populated and desolate land.
Going further, the smell of poison and fire surged in.
"These three quarantine areas contain a large number of monsters, and they are just a barrier to ordinary humans!"
The poisonous gas spreads in the poisonous swamp, and the flames rise into the sky in the raging flame area. The most terrifying thing is the Death Land, the ubiquitous rule of death.
These three layers of protection can be said to be all-round and without blind spots.
But it was like that in front of Fang Yuan. Not long after, he came to the edge of the Pit of Misery.
No!
This can no longer be called a pit, but an abyss! An endless abyss! With an air of desolation and pain.
At the bottom of the abyss, there is a layer of light blue fluorescence, which is an ocean composed of souls, occupying only an insignificant point.
"The City of Pain is the lair of the Lord of Extreme Evil... and it has set unique rules for its lair, which echo the entire Kingdom of God. Except for himself, if he wants to break it forcibly, he must destroy the entire lair. The Kingdom of God has been demolished..."
This was obviously impossible, and Fang Yuan felt the scale of the Pit of Misery, and it was almost impossible to fill it up and make the City of Pain emerge naturally.
That's right, just like the rumors.
The Lord of Extreme Evil has placed a ban on his lair, the City of Pain. Apart from himself and forcibly breaking through, the last condition for opening it is to let the soul fill the pit full of misery!
"Is there going to be a massacre? But the number of humans in the Original Sin Demon Realm doesn't seem to be enough!"
Fang Yuan sneered, strolled forward, and suddenly jumped down.
If sneaking in the normal way didn't work, he was going to break the rules here.
This is not a forced attack, nor does it meet the conditions, but to fundamentally solve the restriction. Although it is very difficult, with his familiarity with the avenue of the extremely evil Lord, it is not impossible to succeed!