Just as Akara began to prepare for the upcoming war, Andariel's projection under the cathedral on Taymor Highlands also received the message that Albert brought back to it with his burning soul.
This message was quickly fed back to the deity far away in the third world.
In a place of purgatory like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, in a hall where the walls are covered with all kinds of horrific torture instruments that make one's heart tremble just by looking at them, a huge and terrifying female demon is lying on her white bones.
Sleeping lightly on the piled throne.
It has fiery red long hair that stands up like burning hellfire. Under the long hair is an evil face that makes people want to wail and scream at the first sight.
Its body resembles that of a human woman, but it has hands covered with terrifying spikes and a pair of devilish hooves with reverse joints.
It only wears very little armor, which can only cover the three most important parts of its female body.
And these are not the most terrifying things.
The most terrifying thing is the four spider-like, sharp, slender, giant arthropod legs covered with spikes extending out from its back.
These legs were like its wings, dancing gently behind it. Occasionally, thick dark green venom would drip from the sharp tips of the arthropod legs and land on the bone throne beneath her.
The throne is composed of countless human bones. Whenever dark green poison drips onto those bones, there will be a scream of horror and endless pain.
The female demon enjoyed this sound very much, enjoying the melody of the wailing bones like a lullaby.
The torture instruments placed on both sides of the hall were covered with translucent souls that kept making shrill and pitiful howling sounds, and if Xue Hua were here, he would definitely be able to recognize some of them.
That is clearly the soul of the Dolavi family in Camp Rogge.
These souls have become the hall furnishings and decorations of this female devil, and this terrifying style seems to be her favorite.
Yes, this female demon is Andariel, one of the legendary four little devils of hell and the queen of depression and torture.
It is enjoying its lunch at the moment, and that lunch is the wails of these tortured souls.
And the hate, pain, and regret they convey.
But its lunch was soon disrupted.
A green light spot shot from outside the hall and stopped in front of it.
"Albert... I hope you have brought me news that I like..." It opened its closed eyes slightly, and a residual poisonous light showed through the slightly narrowed eyes.
"Yes, Mistress, I already know where the key to the mountains is. I have not let you down..." Albert's soul was extremely weak, and his voice was also intermittent.
But the news he brought made Andariel excitedly stand up from the Bone Throne.
"Tell me! Where is the key to the mountains?!"
"You must first complete the promise you promised me..." Unexpectedly, Albert's soul did not directly hand over the secret, but negotiated conditions with Andalil.
The corners of Andariel's eyes tilted up dangerously. It sat back on the Bone Throne and said to Albert's remnant soul in an accent full of strange "babble" sounds: "You are negotiating terms with me...
.Do you know what you’re doing, Albert?”
"It's my fault for offending you, but you must fulfill your promise..." Hearing this voice, Albert seemed to be suffering from great pain, his voice became weaker and his tone became lower and lower.
However, he still insisted on Andalil fulfilling the so-called "promise".
"..." Andalil looked at him in silence for a long time, until Albert's soul began to dim and was on the verge of disappearing.
"You know I still have a lot of time... I can find it slowly..." Andalil continued to torture Albert with a slurred tone unhurriedly.
"You have enough time, but this time, it's not the same, Luo... hiss... ground, also... hiss... said...
.Hiss..."
Albert's soul had completely dimmed, and even his voice was mixed with a hiss like a vase on a TV channel.
But his last words finally caught Andalil's attention.
It straightened its upper body from the throne and waved its hand towards a soul on a torture instrument next to it. The soul immediately screamed and was torn off a large ball of soul. Andalil roughly stuffed the ball of soul into the body in front of him.
In the green light spot.
This is the soul-injection method. Albert once used it on the soul of Xuewu in the bow. Unexpectedly, June's debt was repaid quickly, and he himself quickly tasted the taste of the soul-injection method.
With the injection of this large mass of soul essence, Albert's soul burned again.
But this is only a superficial phenomenon. The damage caused by the soul-injection method is almost irreversible. This crude method of replenishing the soul can only deepen the damage to the soul.
"Uh..." Albert groaned sadly, in the confused state of waking up.
"Albert, where is the key to the mountains!?" Andariel's momentum exploded, and a green mist with a sweet smell began to permeate the entire hall.
"..." However, Albert's soul said nothing.
"What?!" Andariel was stunned. It didn't expect that this move would be ineffective. Albert's soul should be in a state of confusion. How could he still hold on after being hit by its momentum.
"It's useless, mistress, I've already died. What's in front of you now is just my remnant soul. You can torture it to your heart's content, but unless you complete your promise, you can't get anything.
information......"
"..." Andalil took a deep breath, suddenly stretched out a hand to grab the green fire floating in the air, and said to him in a vicious tone: "I will fulfill my promise, but
You'd better not lie, otherwise, believe me, even if you have completely disappeared from this world, I will still have a way to make you feel sincere regret!!"
After saying this, Andariel threw away the fireball and lightly moved his right hand towards a painting hanging on the wall, and the painting quickly fell into his hand.
The painting depicts a pale and slender woman wearing a black cloak. She is very thin, but her face can vaguely see the beauty of the past.
There was also a little girl with short gray hair, wearing a dirty primary-color linen robe, and holding a gray toy rabbit in her hand. This girl looked very similar to the woman, and she should be a mother and daughter.
This painting is quite lifelike, not like a painting at all, but like a photo, but the only disturbing thing is the expressions of the two people in the painting.
Their expressions are constantly changing!
Their eyes were fixed on the fireball in the air in the room, and the expressions on their faces slowly changed from shock to mourning, and then the expression on the little girl's face turned to anger.
"Ah~ I like this expression..." Andalil touched the little girl's face with his twisted hands as if he had discovered a new world.
Although the little girl had a disgusted expression on her face, she couldn't avoid it at all.
The woman standing next to her looked at Andariel pleadingly, hoping that the female demon would let the little girl go.
"Mistress, please fulfill your promise..." Seeing this painting, the tone of Albert's remnant soul became obviously urgent.
"...Haha, I will... I will..." Andalil kept stroking the girl in the painting with his twisted hands, and then suddenly reached into the inside of the painting.
, grabbed out a delicate, young arm.
"Well... how about... I give them back to you... part by part... and then... you can tell me part by part... you
What information do you know?" When Andalil grabbed the arm, the little girl in the painting had an expression of extreme pain on her face, and the woman next to her had an expression that she wished she could take her place.
"No!" Albert's remnant soul yelled, and the whole soul's desire was twisted in pain.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Andalil made a slight mistake with his right hand, and the delicate, young arm was torn out alive and bloody from the painting.
One of the arms of the girl in the painting suddenly disappeared, leaving only the bloody and bare shoulder.
The girl's expression was extremely distorted, but she couldn't scream or shed tears.
The woman in the painting showed an expression of pain, but could not do anything.
"No! No! No! Andariel, you violated the contract. You will never know where the key to the mountains is!" Albert's soul trembled with anger. This anger was so intense that he could not speak.
The tone of voice became distorted.
He no longer calls the female devil his mistress, because it just hurt the person he swore to protect forever.