The cold voice in the shadow paused, "Team 31 failed to perform its mission, and all the family members were left alone!"
The silver medal killers felt a chill running down their spines, and they quickly bowed and agreed. When a gust of cold wind blew through the room, and the oppressive atmosphere disappeared, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
As night fell, the Qiu family's motorcade chose to camp in an oasis. After driving for nearly ten days, not only the fat housekeeper Wu couldn't bear it, but also the maids and guards complained endlessly.
Mrs. Liu thoughtfully took out the wine and held a small dinner party to relieve everyone's stress.
After being suppressed for so long, I finally relaxed. Everyone drank to their heart's content. Even the little saint came over and drank several large glasses. In the end, his clear little eyes became a little blurry.
Although Qiu Qinghe was still a little reserved at this time, she was much better than her previous submissive appearance. During the dinner, she even toasted Lu Chen with more than ten glasses of wine.
Everyone drank until late at night before they dispersed with lingering feelings. Lu Chen left the half-drunk Little Saint to guard the camp. He used Xuan Gong to force the alcohol out of his body and communicated the key to return to the territory he had been away from for a long time.
As soon as he entered the territory, Lu Chen was startled by the sight in front of him. If Gremory hadn't greeted him so charmingly, he would have even suspected that he had come to the wrong place.
It's just that after less than ten days of entering the territory, it has become extremely prosperous. Not to mention the area has expanded at least ten times, and there are many more unfamiliar buildings inside, such as the weapon refining room with blazing fire, and the fragrance of elixirs.
There are alchemy rooms, purgatory halls where the power of pure souls are transmitted, and even school grounds for the training of monster armies.
The most amazing thing is that the fragments of the altar he dismantled from the mysterious ruins have now been reassembled and become the twelfth altar in the territory. A red chair more than ten meters high has been erected on it, with a red chair on the back.
Use the eggshell fragments of the Little Saint to outline the pattern of a crown.
One hundred and eight sapphire rosettes surrounded the altar, with Tiaotiao, the Demon Infant and the Flame Enchantress sitting cross-legged on them, their lips constantly moving, and they didn't know what they were mumbling.
Thinking of the more than 100 people who turned to ashes, Lu Chen's forehead was covered with black lines, and he asked: "Sister, why did you let them risk their lives to seal a chair?"
Gremory glared at him with her beautiful eyes, and said coquettishly: "Thanks for your words, if I didn't want to offset some things like warming the bed, I wouldn't have spent a lot of money to create the prototype of the Hell's Throne for you!"
"Bed warmer?"
Lu Chen had forgotten about this incident a long time ago, but when she mentioned it like this, he remembered it, and his expression became a little strange. He felt that she did this just to please himself and to wipe out the joke.
Being teased and teased by her all the time, Lu Chen finally caught a chance to fight back. How could he let it go so easily? He deliberately said with a straight face: "No! A cold broken chair is not as good as a warm bed."
"Broken chair?"
Gremory was like a kitten whose tail was stepped on, jumping up and down, and said angrily: "Even if the throne of hell is just a prototype, it is a treasure that all demons dream of. If you hadn't been lucky enough to pick up the ancient altar last time,
And the sapphire lotus seat that seals it, I spent a lot of money, you will never get it in this life!"
"This chair..."
Lu Chen met her cannibalistic look and quickly changed his words: "The prototype of the throne looks very ordinary, I don't see anything special about it."
Gremory's charming face almost rose to the sky. Standing upright with her proud snow peak, she said proudly: "During the shocking war in ancient times, the King of Demons was surrounded by enemies that were thousands of times more powerful.
Failure is a foregone conclusion. With its self-destruction, it killed nearly 90% of the enemy. Don't you think it's awesome?"
"Damn it! You've been trying to kill me for a long time!" Lu Chen's face suddenly darkened.
Gremory rarely talked back to him, and said with some disappointment: "It is rumored that the King of Demons did not die, but used the power of the moment when the throne was destroyed to tear apart the star field barrier and transport his soul to the alien star field.
There is no way to confirm whether this is true or not, but after you inject blood and soul into the prototype of the throne to recognize its owner, it will double the time you stay in hell. And if the throne is fully evolved, even if you are killed to ashes, you will still be alive.
There is a chance to rise from the ashes!"
"What!"
At this moment, Lu Chen was so shocked that he was speechless. Once the throne was formed, he would have an extra gold medal to avoid death!
"Don't be too happy too early. This kind of rebirth ability can only happen once in your life. If the throne is destroyed during the rebirth process, your soul will completely disappear and you won't even have the chance to be reincarnated!" Gremory warned seriously.
road.
Lu Chen didn't care about this, and said with a casual smile: "The throne is just a prototype at the moment, and there is no hope of its resurrection from the ashes. I'll just treat it as if it doesn't exist. I have to be careful when something happens."
What's more, compared to the distant chance of resurrection, Lu Chen believes that doubling the time spent in hell is more practical!
During this period of time, he kept devouring souls and broke through to the first level of Condensation. The time he stayed in hell was less than four hours. Now it has doubled. Why doesn't he feel particularly satisfied?
"That's the best thing to think about. I've passed on the prayers to promote its evolution to Tiao Tiao. If you agree to cancel the bed warmer, just press your palms on the crown pattern to inject blood and soul to recognize the Lord." Jimon.
Li said with a smile.
Warming the bed was just a joke at the beginning. Lu Chen pressed his palm on the crown without hesitation, but before he could inject blood, the eggshell fragments seemed to come alive at this moment, and sparkling lines appeared.
The jade-like white thorns can easily cut the palm of your hand.
The next moment, the Key to the Sea of Consciousness was boiling hot, spurting out a rich blood glow. Two pseudo-spiritual flames, and the Three Devouring Halos were also shining brightly. After a few breaths, the blood, vitality and soul power rushed towards the throne crazily.
The prototype is injected into it along the white thorns.
The stripping of blood and vitality only made the body weaker, and the severe pain of the soul being forcibly stripped away made him feel life-threatening. The extent of it was beyond description in words. Only then did he understand what those guys who were thrown into purgatory were suffering.
torture.
Gremory admired it happily for a moment, then dropped a dark ring beside him, twisted her seductive body and turned away, her proud laughter echoing back.
"Seeing how miserable you are, take it with you quickly. If you want to take advantage of me, you still have a long way to go~"
Lu Chen raised his eyebrows. He endured the heartbreaking pain and grabbed the ring in his hand. He put it on his finger tremblingly. A wave of coolness quickly surged into his soul. Although his energy and blood were still flowing away quickly, the heartbreaking pain disappeared instantly.
without a trace.
"Damn it! You're cheating on me!" Lu Chen was so angry that he flew into a rage.
Gremory turned her head charmingly, and said with a proud smile: "Master, wasn't the feeling just now better than a warm bed?"
"You!" Lu Chen almost fainted from the anger of this little goblin.
Although the Hell Throne was only in its prototype, the vitality and blood it devoured was extremely terrifying, almost squeezing him into a human form before he stopped. His body exuded a faint blood-colored gleam, and a feeling of blood and soul connection arose spontaneously.
Only then did Lu Chen clearly feel that the prayers chanted by Tiaotiao and the hell witches were transformed into transparent runes that exuded strange energy through the sapphire lotus seat, and continuously gathered on the throne.