#27 - Chapter 27 Hell Prison and Craftsmen

"Hurry up and work!"

"No slacking!"

*Snap!*

With a swift and brutal lash, the dwarf Birkin, who had been promoted three times in a row by the demon overseer, no, rather, the [Foreman Birkin] roared.

"If any of you fail to meet the goals set by our great lord today, then everyone..."

Birkin sneered: "Remember, I mean everyone, will not eat!"

Hearing this, the other dwarves still mining couldn't help but groan.

Once strong and stout, they had become emaciated after becoming demon slaves.

Since their location was already an extremely harsh mining area, further reducing their food supply would likely cause them to be unable to sustain their fragile vital signs, and then die in endless servitude.

However, this was not the most tragic news that these dwarves would hear today.

Birkin, his eyes bloodshot, stared intently at his fellow dwarves and said in an extremely vicious voice.

"The slowest worker will be dragged out of the mine and given to the imps as food!"

Hearing this, all the dwarves who were still complaining and groaning shut their mouths and worked incredibly hard at their tasks.

"Heh, so you finally know fear?"

Birkin looked at his fellow dwarves with satisfaction, revealing a very cruel smile.

The reason these dwarves were so terrified was not actually fear of death itself.

Under the enslavement of the demons, a quick and complete death might be the only way to escape.

But the situation was completely different now.

The once peaceful and serene death was now being artificially interfered with.

And the cause of all this was a building called the Hell Prison by the Endless Abyss.

[Hell Prison]

[Resource-type building, cost: 12,000 resource points.]

[Current quantity limit: Two.]

[Building ability: Forcefully absorbs all souls within a ten-kilometer radius and crushes them, the crushed souls can provide the lord with finished soul resources.]

This was the first type of resource building produced by the Abyss that Wu Wei had seen so far.

From the beginning of his entry into the Endless Abyss, the other Endless Abyss buildings were basically prepared for endless war.

Army teleportation, hero recruitment, warrior production....

But this building was very special.

Within the gravitational range of the Hell Prison, all dead souls would be forcibly attracted to it, eventually turning into the resources needed to incubate demons.

It could not only directly provide Wu Wei with the soul resources he needed most, but also completely free up his valuable operations.

The Hell Prison was like some kind of automated workshop, providing Wu Wei with a steady stream of soul resources.

In short, the appearance of the Hell Prison greatly increased the soul resources available to Wu Wei.

Originally, Wu Wei needed to invest at least half of his resource points into exchanging for soul stones every day, but now he could save nearly half of his resource points and invest them in other areas.

For example, recruiting higher quality demon warriors or more demon troops.

With its appearance, Wu Wei's own expansion speed would be greatly improved.

But even this only resource-type building was extremely evil and twisted in the eyes of others, and would make all demon slaves feel truly terrified.

In their view, the Hell Prison, which used souls as raw materials and turned death into energy, was an extreme desecration of life simply by existing.

The Hell Prison crushed not only the souls themselves, but also the hope and all the beauty that existed in life.

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"Humph!"

Seeing that his words had finally made these dwarves fearful and work hard, Foreman Birkin left here with satisfaction.

But he still couldn't rest.

Because after inspecting the mine, he needed to take the ore mined yesterday to the three new demon workshops of the Abyss Lord Wu Wei.

"Clang!" "Clang!"

Accompanied by countless hammering sounds, Birkin led dozens of demon slaves to the demon workshops.

At this time, in the demon workshops, dozens of demon artisans newly hatched by Wu Wei were constantly melting pieces of ore randomly, and then transforming them into piles of messy, but obviously demon-made, armor and weapons.

And when the demon artisans were making these weapons and armor, their thoughts and ideas were also very chaotic.

The initial goal of some demon artisans may have been to create a suit of plate armor, but in the process of making it, he changed his mind and decided to turn the ore used for plate armor into two daggers.

And in the process of making daggers, he once again had a whim and decided to turn these two daggers into a long sword....

In the end, a long sword with a dagger shape appeared at his feet.

Well, that's right.

A long sword with a dagger shape....

This is not scientific, nor is it rigorous, but it is indeed very demonic.

[Dwarf God above, oh no, it's the great Abyss Lord above.]

Foreman Birkin, who once knew the performance of weapons and armor very well, couldn't help but groan in his heart after seeing the weapons and armor placed on the ground.

[The quality of these weapons and armor is really too poor, the quality of these finished products.... even a dwarf apprentice would probably not be able to help but curse.]

Although he thought so in his heart, Birkin did not show even a trace of arrogance or disdain. On the contrary, he bowed very flatteringly to the demon artisan who came to take over, unspeakably funny and ridiculous.

But in fact, as a foreman, Birkin knew very well that the users of these weapons and armor were not the former dwarf race, but the demon race that now ruled the entire Boulder Town.

These weapons and armor, which looked like they were of extremely poor quality, could exert great power and destructive force in the hands of demons.

Foreman Birkin had seen more than once how vile imps and lesser demons sent these shoddy weapons into the bodies of their enemies.

"Is that all?"

A demon artisan with three arms and four eyes looked at the ore brought by Birkin and said impatiently.

"The amount of ore today seems to be less than yesterday!"

Hearing what the other party said, Foreman Birkin just smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Artisan, our great lord took away all the ore in the warehouse and nearly half of the demon slaves yesterday, so all these ores are newly mined, and the quantity is only this much."

"I guarantee that by tomorrow, all the ore supply will keep up with your progress!"

Hearing that his lord had taken all the ore, the demon artisan nodded unhappily, and then let the demon slaves leave with the ore.

However, before leaving, the demon artisan seemed to have remembered something. He turned his head and said to Foreman Birkin curiously.

"What did our lord take so many demon slaves away for?"

"Is he hungry?"

Birkin was stunned and said hesitantly.

"No, no, the great Abyss Lord seems to be personally presiding over a construction project, he seems to be building..."

"Something called a亵渎火炬(Xièdú huǒjù) Desecration Torch!"