Chapter 979 If you can’t escape, you’ll go to hell!

In fact, compared to hell, maybe at some times, this place is more like hell.

And since you have summoned hell, you should understand...

His hand was so tenderly stroking the head that was pleasuring him excitedly and frantically, watching the carnival cultists torturing the caged people wantonly.

His fingers gently caressed the ends of her hair.

It's like a favor given to a lover...

Click————

There was a crisp sound of bones breaking.

The eyes that were excitedly pleasing his head went blank for an instant, and her neck was easily twisted ninety degrees, and her body fell loosely before she even had time to show any expression on her face.

Suddenly, everyone in the entire venue was shocked when they saw this scene, and the carnival-like noise quickly quieted down.

It's like they never thought of it.

Their high priest, who was pleasing him, had his neck broken at this moment.

"Feel sorry."

Lin En took out his tuxedo from the system space, put it on while covering his lower body, and said with a slightly painful smile:

"I didn't control the strength well and almost tore my (beep——) off. She bit too hard."

The surrounding believers stared at this scene stiffly.

Yes.

Their priests were killed so easily.

But it was only a brief moment of surprise. While Lin En still had that kind expression on his face, their shock did not turn into any fear at all. Instead, it turned into greater excitement and extreme The morbid fanaticism, and then the brief silence, once again pushed the atmosphere to a climax of excitement.

"die!!"

"die!!"

Because this is more in line with all their fantasies about hell creatures!

Chaotic and evil, powerful and twisted, treating human life as nothing!

Maybe just a small thing can take a person's life without any reason. Those so-called social structures and those so-called job classes can only restrain humble humans like them from dealing with higher-level mysterious existences from hell. Come on, why should they care? !

And isn’t this ultimate chaos what they are pursuing? !

"See?! She can't please our hellish visitors! She doesn't deserve to serve our guests!! That's the end of her humble life! She was given death!!"

A believer opened his arms and shouted emotionally to all the frantic believers in the entire venue.

"But what an honor she is! She can embrace hell and our Lord one step earlier than us! Death is never the end!! Death is the greatest to us..."

Bang--

There was a gunshot.

After getting dressed, Linn put on her tall hat with a smile, and puffs of smoke billowed out from the muzzle of the demon-hunting revolver.

"grace?"

That is, under the gaze of all the believers, the head of the believer who was standing on the stool and trying to give a speech was easily pierced by a bullet. His body fell to the ground with a thud, and his brain and blood gurgled out.

And it was at this moment that the crazy excitement slowly stopped.

All the believers looked at the corpse in shock, with traces of fear finally flowing out of their eyes.

The entire venue was finally silent.

In the sound of footsteps.

Lin En still didn't say anything. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the barrel of the gun, and then walked step by step towards the "sacrifice" in the cage where they were imprisoned.

He walked to a smaller cage, and all the believers around him subconsciously took a few steps back to make way for him.

He squatted down.

Looking at the skinny little girl in the cage, looking at the look of fear and tears on her little face, he said softly:

"How old are you?"

His voice is so clear, like a sunny big brother next door.

But she couldn't speak.

Because her voice has long been mute.

It’s dumb to cry.

But no one cared, because they were just a piece of flesh. They were hung in the air in an iron cage that never saw the light of day, and they could no longer remember what it felt like when the sun hit them.

But she still stretched out her bony little hand with difficulty.

Maybe I just feel that he seems a little different from those bad guys, maybe it's just that I haven't been able to hear that soft voice like sunshine for a long time.

Time seemed to have frozen.

She put her dirty hands on his.

"Nine years old?"

It's like she only has nine fingers, and that one was bitten off by a mouse a long time ago. She didn't feel any pain when it was bitten off.

"Where's your mother?" Lynn asked her.

She slowly raised her head like a wounded animal and stared into Linn's eyes, but they were not as clear, chaotic and numb as they should be at this age.

She opened her mouth.

Linn followed her gaze in the direction she came from.

He saw the corpses that were nailed to the edge of the circle and disemboweled, and among them was a woman with shaved hair, her stomach cut open, and one of her eyes. It fell to the ground, like a crystal falling into a pool of blood.

Linn stared at it from afar for a long time.

He said nothing.

He reached out and opened the barbed iron cage and said to her:

"Is there anything you want to ask of me?"

The girl opened her mouth and stretched out her scarred little hand towards him as if she really had something to say.

Like when Lynn wanted to get to her mouth and listen to her words.

Stab——

Under everyone's gaze, Lin En's face was scratched with blood marks, as if she held unforgettable hatred, and blood dripped from her nails.

What kind of hateful look is that.

At that moment, Lin En also understood what she wanted to say. The blood stain on her face was still dripping with blood, but it seemed to make him understand better than thousands of words.

"I see."

He closed his eyes and placed them on her head to comfort her.

The blood and pain dripping from his face also made him understand what he had to do.

Then he stood up slowly.

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Looking at all the flesh and blood cultists around him, his face once again showed that arc without any emotion, just like some kind of admonition, he said softly to everyone.

"Run away as far as you can."

All the surrounding believers were still standing there, but everyone still couldn't see the situation clearly, thinking that this was still a continuation of the carnival.

Until Linn opened his eyes, turned around and looked at all of them, smiling:

"Because if you can't escape, you will go to hell."

That moment.

Thousands of tentacles surged out from his body, as if he could feel the sorrow accumulated in his heart, until the first tentacle penetrated the chest of the nearest believer, nailing his heart to the When the ground was splattered with blood, they truly realized that this was a massacre.

Just like the orgy they had at the beginning.

Among the shrill screams and chaotic footsteps were the shadows of the expanding and spreading tentacles reflected on the wall.

It's like dancing indescribably.

In the frantic vine-like dance, their bodies were easily pierced, like strings, turbulently along the seats of the entire venue, easily penetrated their backs, and in their fearful long Howling, pierced from the chest, one after another.