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When night falls.
Starlight and moonlight shone on the earth, and Wukey Town ushered in the night.
For the prisoners here.
The end of life is coming.
No one is innocent.
They were escorted by guards, and all of them were brought to the deepest part of the prison.
At the edge of the deep ditch, guards escorted them.
In Du Wei’s eyes, there has long been no warmth, no kindness, no intolerance, only uncomfortable cold-bloodedness and coldness.
Compassion for the same kind is human instinct.
Hate for the same kind is also instinctive.
He was waiting for Carlos, waiting for the last moment.
After a while.
Heavy footsteps sounded.
The middle-aged man who was loyal to Du Wei, Count Carlos walked over slowly with a wooden door on his back.
“Master, the door has been manufactured.”
“Carlos never disappoints you.”
Carlos’ voice was very calm.
Du Wei turned his head and saw that the wooden door was bound by chains and wrapped around Carlos’ body.
The entire wooden door exudes a strange atmosphere.
It is exactly the same shape as the gate of **** placed at the other end of the deep ditch.
No…
It should not be said exactly the same.
It should be said that it is a replica of the other door, and all the lines are opposite, like a mirror, reflecting the two doors.
This is an imitation, and it is also a counter-engraved version.
Du Wei ordered indifferently: “Start implementing the plan.”
Carlos lowered his head and shouted in a complicated tone: “Obey! My great master!”
Say it.
He carried the imitation wooden door on his back, jumped into the deep ditch underground.
Gravity weighed his legs into the mud.
Carlos didn’t care, and walked towards the other end of the deep ditch step by step without hesitation.
During this process, the other door facing away from him gradually exuded a gloomy and cold aura.
The gates of **** tremble.
It seems to have self-awareness.
Everyone, including Du Wei, heard extremely mournful wailing.
It was a human voice.
There are men and women, old and young.
Du Wei could hear such negative emotions as unwillingness, resentment, anger, and pain from his voice.
And from the gate of hell, black mist also overflowed.
The mist is like a living thing. Once it appears, it starts to spread from the bottom of the deep ditch, getting thicker and thicker, and covering it towards the other end of the deep ditch.
Carlos is carrying the engraved door on his back.
Every step he takes now, he bears terrible pressure.
But fortunately, Carlos is not an ordinary person, he is a hunter, extremely powerful, if you want to compare, he is probably much stronger than Minette at his peak.
Carlos gritted his teeth.
Blood overflowed from his mouth, and he almost exhausted all his strength before he finally reached the other end of the deep pit.
Boom…
The reproduced gate of **** smashed to the ground.
Mud splashes everywhere.
A kind of horror to the extreme, oppressive and even the air is stagnant, a strange feeling that cannot be described in words, directly filled every inch of the air.
The wailing became more piercing.
The prisoners have begun to break down.
They were begging, as if they had a premonition of something, and tried all means to get out of this ghostly place.
But…
No one shows them mercy.
Du Wei’s focus is not on the prisoners.
He kept observing what was happening around him.
When Carlos placed the other door at the other end of the ditch, the two doors really opposed each other.
The main thing is.
The black mist spreading in the deep ditch unexpectedly stopped.
It only takes up half of it.
Carlos climbed up from the ditch.
He respectfully said to Du Wei: “Master, you can start the sacrifice.”
Du Wei nodded and remained silent.
He only looked down.
Carlos’ eyes were a bit complicated, and he wanted to say something, but the prisoners next to him kept crying and begging, which made his face suddenly darken.
“Shut up all you prisoners.”
“No one will show mercy to you, because you are sinful, each of you has committed murder, and you are only worthy of being sacrificed.”
After that, Carlos waved his hand and said to the guards, “Start the blood sacrifice.”
The guards all looked fierce.
Wiring their knives, they stabbed into the chests of those mortals, and when they pulled out, they directly pushed the prisoners into the deep ditch.
It’s like making dumplings.
One after another, the prisoners were pushed down one by one.
It can be said to be extremely cruel.
The prisoners fell into the deep ditch and were covered by the mist. I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the outlines of human faces were hidden in the mist.
Ghostly and terrifying.
The mist seemed to be stimulated, and the spread that had already stopped continued.
When the black mist completely filled the deep ditch.
The black mist is used as a bridge between the two doors to connect them together.
Buzz…
There is a sound of shaking, and the ground under your feet is trembling.
The black mist surged like ocean waves.
Carlos said on the side: “The connection between the two doors has been opened, and the door you asked me to make is no different from the real door to hell.”
Du Wei looked at him and said, “But you can tell the truth from the fake.”
Carlos replied: “Yes, master, you only let me make it, and you want to use it to summon lock ghosts and what you want, but you didn’t say how to deal with me.”
“I think that’s what you left blank for me.”
“You can always count on my loyalty to you.”
Obviously, Carlos already knew his end.
And Du Wei said in a cold voice: “I don’t care about these, just do what you should do.”
Carlos said in a complex tone: “I have heard your words countless times, and you will answer me like this every time, but I will still ask you.”
It means that he has experienced what has happened countless times.
Just like a loop.
Du Wei was not surprised, he said directly: “Ask me what?”
Carlos asked, “Can I see you next time?”
Du Wei did not answer, but said: “There is a constant cycle here.”
Carlos said: “Yes, every time the door is finished, I will think of the countless previous cycles. I tried to struggle ~Soverse.com~ but I was still deep in it.”
“Every time I tell you this, it doesn’t change the end result.”
“So I’m already numb, but loyalty made me say these words. I don’t know if I can help you, because for you, my power has no effect at all.”
“Nobody can help you.”
“You’re not going to answer my question either, because that seems pointless.”
Hear here.
Du Wei was silent for a while, then patted Carlos on the shoulder and said, “I abandoned a lot of important things, because I can only keep running forward and never stop.”
“Your loyalty is nothing to me, I don’t care.”
“You should know what I mean, I am not the master you know.”
Carlos said nothing.
He looked at the guards. The guards lost themselves, stabbed their hearts with knives, and then jumped into the deep ditch.
Carlos is a loyal subordinate, but he is not a good person.
Then he jumped into it.
The black mist covered him, and even Du Wei couldn’t see through the scene below.
In the mist, Carlos bent down, put his right hand on his chest, and performed a noble etiquette.
“I pledge my allegiance to you.”
In the blink of an eye.
The black mist was trembling, and it turned blood-colored in the blink of an eye.
There was blood gushing continuously, and the entire deep ditch quickly turned into a pool of blood.
The silhouette of the two gates of **** at the bottom of the pool of blood.
Googling…
From the **** water, a ship gradually emerged.
Du Wei saw that Alex was standing at the bow of the boat, followed by the lock ghost.
Alex, with silver hair, stretched out his hand to himself, and there was a pattern of pointers spinning on the back of his right hand.