I was dragged by the monster all the way through the crowds, the streets, the city.

My back was rubbed so hot, I think it was bleeding all the way. Strangely, I didn't feel numb all the way through the pain.

My pain seemed to be infinitely magnified, and my other senses were weakened.

I could only feel the physical pain, and before I knew it, my fear was gone.

It wasn't until I was brought into the courtyard by the monster and saw the dead tree that I felt a little more afraid.

The entire courtyard was covered in an eerie shade of red. The air was filled with the smell of burning. The temperature is very high, which is more uncomfortable than the hot summer day. There doesn't seem to be any moisture in this place. All the water has evaporated.

I had a burning sensation in my airways and lungs and it started to hurt.

The thing, as I had dreamed, tied a leather rope around my neck and hung me up from a tree.

I couldn't feel the burning sensation for a moment, and the only thing I felt was the pain of suffocation.

My cervical spine felt like it was going to be torn off, and it hurt so much that my eyes were full of stars.

Syllable!

The whip whipped at me with a cracking sound.

A piece of flesh was torn off my chest with my clothes attached.

My back was still dripping blood, and now there was a wound on my chest, and the blood was running down my skin, and when it fell to the ground, it evaporated instantly, giving off a foul smell of blood.

The monster laughed, raised his hand, and whipped it down.

I let out a cry of pain, and my brain went blank.

But I'm actually still thinking about it.

A question popped up in my mind.

I don't understand why the monster in front of me is tormenting me like this.

Just because it's a demon, after deceiving people's souls, they torture it for fun?

When you think about it, it's sad.

Born of man, live according to man's impression of it.

Is it self-conscious?

Or is it like a written program that just runs that way?

In an instant, I didn't understand that I could have such an idea.

The whip crackled with the thing, and instead of experiencing the decay that followed my death, it shaved off the flesh from my body, leaving me with a white set of bones.

In the cracked earth, something crawled out.

The things were one by one, the size of a mouse, and they were red, just like the monster. It has a head and limbs, and the same long tail. It's just that its face is even uglier, it doesn't have horns, and it doesn't have a beard.

They jumped on top of me and gnawed at my bones.

The pain came again.

But with the pain, I felt like I had something more on me.

The bone marrow flows out and strangely becomes muscles, blood vessels.

My internal organs also grew, filling my sternum and ribs.

Those ugly little things were wrapped in my body, scurrying around my body, and continuing to gnaw at my body.

The pain became more intense.

I fell into a trance again, knowing only that it hurts, and I want to ask for mercy, but I only moan when I open my mouth.

Obviously it was so painful, but there was still a clear thought in my heart.

My personality seems to have split into two people. One was screaming, the other was watching coldly.

This kind of pain seems to be unbearable, but it seems to be nothing. I've experienced even more pain.

So when did it happen?

Blood oozes from the wound.

The little monsters bit out the tunnels inside me, got out, and jumped back into the ground.

The monster snapped its fingers, and I fell off the tree.

As soon as it stomped its foot, the ground cracked, revealing the billowing magma underneath.

I had a premonition, but my body was out of control.

It grabbed me and threw me into the lava.

I was blistered all at once. The pustule burst in an instant, spurting out a large amount of blood.

My flesh was cooked and scalded, and my bones were blackened.

The monster reached out and fished me out again.

This time, it was slow and not as decisive as it had been when it threw me in.

I was pulled out of the lava and little by little muscle grew back on my body.

I was repaired again and the pain gradually subsided.

It threw me to the ground.

I took a breath and began begging for mercy.

It's either life or death, but I'm worse than dead now.

I wept bitterly, but the tears could not flow.

Every time I breathed, it was as if a flame had been inhaled into my lungs.

My voice was hoarse, and my voice grew softer.

The monster rehung me on the tree.

It seemed to have something to do, turned around and walked out.

When I opened the door and went out, I saw that it had changed into the appearance of a foreigner I had seen.

I still want to ask for mercy, I want to struggle, the rope around my neck is tightened.

The tree began to prune, sprout, and come to life.

But the branches that grew out of the tree pierced into my body and hung me from the treetops.

The branches in my body are still growing. Branches and leaves grew through my body, and grew out of my eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

My body trembled and trembled slightly, but I couldn't get rid of the branches.

I couldn't see or hear, but my skin felt a burning fire.

The tree seemed to let out a scream.

I smell burnt.

The flames spread to me, burning me and the tree to ashes.

As soon as the wind blew, the ashes fell and fluttered.

My body is gone, my consciousness is still there.

I felt myself break through something and start to grow.

Beneath my feet was the hot lava flowing, and above me was the fiery red sky, with no sun, moon or stars in sight.

My consciousness has become empty.

I don't know when, the vast red disappeared and turned into a blue sky, white clouds and green grass.

I was startled and heard the door open.

The foreigner came in with a polite look.

My brain tingled.

I could feel the stuff around me.

"Save Me ......"

"Help Me ......"

"Spare me, please ......"

"Someone's coming......"

The things mumbled, and the sounds intertwined into a noisy buzz. Good

Soul......

Souls captured by demons......

I tried to distinguish them, and found that many of the voices were getting weaker and weaker, and they were fading away.

These souls are unconscious, trapped in the tree, and at any moment they may become part of the tree, part of this hell.

I was confused by the fact that I had seen a soul trapped in a tree.

I've rescued souls like that.

With my power, these can be reversed.

Ability?

What abilities?

I had severe pain in my brain.

Memories are gone. I vaguely remember that I had important relatives. But all I can think about now is "help". I forgot even the meaning of "help".

This thought is the only obsession left after suffering from pain. It doesn't make sense.

But it shouldn't be like that. It's not just that.

"Please come in, Mr. Wang."

I heard the voice, but I didn't understand it at first.

I sensed that someone was looking at me.

"Help, help, help, help, save ......"

I wanted to knock that annoying sound away.

Rustle rustle......

The leaves shook for a while.

"Ahh Someone exclaimed, "This thing, can move?" ”

This time, I heard the meaning in the voice and understood the language.

"Mr. Wang, let's go into the house and talk about your father." Another voice rang out.

I felt the magma surging beneath my feet, as if it was about to drag me deep underground.

No......

No way!

I'm now, I should be ...... right now

Ability!

My abilities!

In an instant, something poured out of my body.

I heard another exclamation, and I heard an angry roar.

I followed the voice and saw the monstrous demons rushing towards me.

I held out my hand.

The branch struck the demon's arm, and in the blink of an eye, it was burned to ashes.

But my hand came out of the ashes and grabbed the demon.

The palm hurts, and it's about to be burned.

My abilities continued to pour out, and instead of reversing my injuries, I made the demon's face change dramatically, revealing a frightened expression.

"Let's make a deal." I said.

There are only two shifts today.

Good night everyone~

(End of chapter)