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Leviathan's body is suspended in the vast void outside the huge hell of pain.

Below it, in the outer layer of the intricate hell maze, is a huge square that is tens of thousands of times larger than the entire Eurasian continent.

The four sides of this square are surrounded by towering stone walls like rolling mountains.

On these huge walls, large pieces of strange and abnormal symbols and patterns are engraved in an irregular manner.

Ordinary people will fall into the terrifying nightmare and cannot extricate themselves after just one look at these twisted and weird patterns and symbols.

And in the boundless sky above this huge hell square, there are hundreds of thousands of dark, flames, and blood lights that are closely intertwined but always separated, and the flow and cleansing constantly give people a thrilling and shocking atmosphere.

In this vast, strange and extremely dark sky, there are countless hideous skeleton dragons flapping their gray bone wings and flying back and forth.

As they flew, these evil creatures, which exuded a dangerous aura, continued to emit eerie roars and creepy laughter.

Below these evil beasts, the vast square was surrounded by scarlet spires that towered like mountains, with pale flames crackling on the tops.

Under the illumination of these clusters of cold flames, sharp stones covering the periphery of the square kept flashing with blade lights that seemed to be real.

Once these dazzling blade lights were born, they shot in all directions and traveled thousands of miles.

However, they did not hurt people or damage objects.

They only gave those who were illuminated the horrible pain of being cut into pieces and beheaded.

Just like many places in the human world would spray a lot of perfume to maintain an elegant atmosphere, these sharp blade lights flying around the square were the devils' perfume, the 'things' that adjusted the atmosphere.

Their existence ensures that every monk who comes here can fully enjoy the extreme pain of being tortured alive every minute and every second.

Of course, if some mortals with weak will come here, they may be chopped to death by the blade light in a few seconds, turning into a mutilated corpse.

Crossing the periphery and entering the deeper area of ​​the square, you can see many petrified skeletons flowing with hot magma.

The magma gushing out of the seven orifices of the skeletons seems to have life. While flowing and burning all the time, it also screams and cries, as if constantly telling its own pain.

They are all innocent souls bound here, constantly suffering from the torment of flames, wailing constantly, and conveying their despair and deeper despair to the outside world.

Crossing this steaming area, enter the deeper part of the square.

When you get here, you will see more "living" sculptures than those skeletons just now.

These sculptures are of various shapes and appearances, and their postures and poses are also different.

Some were cruelly pierced by sharp spears, some were covered by red molten iron, some were haunted by evil spirits and their bodies were swollen, some were killed by evil magic and their bodies were rotten, some were pierced by ice pillars, some were drilled by poisonous maggots and their bodies were full of holes, and some were crushed by thick wheels and their waists and intestines were pierced and their stomachs were rotten...

These "sculptures" who were constantly tortured by various sadistic methods but could not move, their eyes were full of deep pain, fear and helplessness.

They all stared at the nail head and Mu Cang's fake body, as if asking them for help, asking them to free themselves.

Of course, the nail head would not pay attention to these guys, but would think that they did not know how to enjoy themselves.

Of course, Mu Cang did not have the time to care about these wandering souls.

The two passed the silent "sculpture" group and continued to walk deep into the square.

After a long time, they finally reached the center of the square after crossing a long distance.

There, a pitch-black ancient palace, hundreds or thousands of times taller than Mount Everest, stood quietly on the ground.

From afar, this ancient demon palace filled with endless darkness and deep evil seemed to have detained all the evil in the world, which made people feel depressed and panicked.

At the top of the palace that reached the sky, it was the lower end of Leviathan's body.

The huge spike pierced deeply into the palace.

At the same time, it was not only Nail Head and Mu Cang who arrived here.

There were also thousands of hell monks with strange appearances and even more cursers.

No one chatted or talked, and everyone maintained a suffocating silence.

Suddenly, the door in front of the demon palace, which was taller than the mountain, slowly opened.

The sound of the door opening was like an earthquake.

Rumble!

Seeing that the door had been opened, the many monks waiting outside immediately walked into the palace in groups with their cursers.

Without any unnecessary formalities, after everyone entered the empty hall, the tip of the Leviathan cone suspended above the hall space immediately twisted and deformed, suddenly expanded and transformed into tens of thousands of centipede-like flesh tentacles that slowly fell down.

At the same time, each mantra was brought to the bottom of a flesh tentacle by the monks.

One by one, not one less.

Gurgle gurgle——

After a strange wriggling sound, all the tentacles were covered with smaller tentacles that seemed to be made of blood vessels, bones, tendons and mucous membranes.

At the ends of these tentacles, there were all kinds of rough and bloody surgical instruments.

Knives, tweezers, hammers, screwdrivers, scissors, pliers, syringes, iron hooks... everything was available.

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br\u003e Then, the full-form flesh and blood tentacles unfolded, all fell at the same time, and all the surgical instruments were brutally inserted into the heads of the tens of thousands of poor cursers below.

Among them, there was the thin prosthetic body that looked ordinary and 'carefully' made by Mu Cang.

laugh--

Various instruments quickly tore apart the flesh of the cursers and violently drained their blood.

"The temptation brought by the senses is just an illusion..."

Chaotic sounds suddenly echoed through the entire hall.

This is the voice of Leviathan, which seems to be talking to itself and announcing.

"Only pain is a living hell..."

The needle is injected with turbid and evil devil's blood, twisting the soul and body of the curser.

"Only pain is the real eternity..."

Hissssss——

Accompanied by the weird sucking sound of the needle, Leviathan immediately began to devour all the memories of tens of thousands of curse disciples through thousands of flesh and blood tentacles.

"Hehehehe."

At this time, Mu Cang, who was hidden inside the fake body of the Flesh Mold Lake, said with a joking smile, "Since you think pain is the real eternity, let me experience... what is eternal pain."

Buzz——

The next second, the 68 billion years of lonely memories contained in the false soul were like a bolt of lightning as black as the starry sky, suddenly rushing into Leviathan's body along the long flesh and blood tentacles.

In this majestic and vast torrent of memory, a ray of scarlet and black light faintly emerged.

Wow!

It's like a dark door has opened in his majestic spiritual consciousness.

Leviathan instantly felt as if he had passed through that door and fallen into an extremely narrow prison.

There is no sound or light inside the prison, no physical objects, no life, living or dead.

Only himself.

At the same time, Leviathan's body was also tightly restrained and unable to move, let alone touch or collide with the walls of this prison.

Even his invisible thoughts were strangely imprisoned, unable to carry out any specific imaginative activities.

"Oh, is it the memory of being imprisoned? Indeed, the pain caused by losing freedom is not as painful as the physical damage."

Leviathan's will said curiously, "And the five senses and imagination are also blocked. Is it done through drugs or magic? This kind of technology has actually been developed in today's world."

As a master of the art of torture, Leviathan instantly understood the pain that this memory from the curser could cause... what it would be.

"Loneliness, loneliness, boredom, boredom, despair... interesting, so interesting, I have never experienced such extreme pain."

Curiosity aroused, Leviathan began to happily enjoy loneliness and the pain of extreme boredom.

One day, one month, one year.

Leviathan's mind is much stronger than that of Elis, so a year and a half of nihilistic torture can't do anything to him, but makes him enjoy it a bit.

Even this extremely rare type of pain makes Leviathan a little bit happy.

So he continued to immerse himself in it and continued to enjoy it.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years.

During this time, Leviathan was relatively enjoying it at first.

Complete silence, complete nothingness, complete loneliness.

These gave him a very new feeling of despair.

However, as time passed, Leviathan finally began to get bored.

His body was restrained and unable to move.

Can't see, hear, smell, or touch.

One can only be immersed in absolute ‘great nothingness’.

Even the nothingness that originally brought him a new and painful feeling began to evolve into a despair that transcended pain.

Two thousand years, five thousand years, ten thousand years.

Leviathan felt very lonely and bored.

I feel lonely to the point of being confused and dizzy, bored to the point of confusion, and unable to concentrate on thinking or even imagining.

Leviathan was extremely confused: "Why does this curser's memory last so long? How can humans have such a long lifespan? What is going on? How long will it take to get through this memory?"

Confusion is useless, because of his innate devilish characteristics, he cannot 'return' to the outside world before he has 'enjoyed' these memories.

Twenty thousand years, fifty thousand years, one hundred thousand years.

Leviathan is close to madness.

This extreme loneliness and boredom made him unbearable.

Leviathan tried to escape this situation, but found... that there was no escape.

His senses and body were tightly bound, his thoughts and imagination were tightly imprisoned, and he was unable to do anything at all.

I can only passively and helplessly endure this loneliness.

"How long will it take?!"

Two hundred thousand years, half a million years, one million years.

The emptiness of the years, which is nearly two hundred times the length of human civilization, has almost completely polished off Leviathan's entire mind.

He could only recall his past over and over again, recalling those beautiful memories in which he toyed with millions of people and tortured millions of sentient beings.

Leviathan saw his 'former' subordinates and slaves, saw his 'former' glory and power, and saw his 'former' territory, the magnificent hell of pain.

But these...have left him at this moment.

Now he is just a poor imprisoned man.

Former profit--\u003e\u003e

Leviathan is a being full of ‘vitality’ and ‘enthusiasm’, but now he can only bear this endless loneliness and despair.

Pain?

Of course it’s painful.

Although Leviathan is a being that pursues all kinds of extreme pain.

But when this pain itself becomes too boring and even empty because it has been experienced for too long.

Then the pain also becomes a terrifying thing beyond itself -

Void.

An absolute void that cannot be filled with any memory, any feeling, or any desire.

Two million years, five million years, ten million years.

The void in the depths of the soul is getting bigger and bigger, and Leviathan’s rationality and intellect are getting thinner and thinner.

He even feels that his body no longer belongs to him, and that his soul no longer belongs to him.

Leviathan has... begun to lose himself.

He can’t even distinguish the boundary between himself... and this prison of nothingness.

Leviathan feels that his life is meaningless and has no value at all.

He tried his best to recall that he seemed to be in the memory of someone else named ‘The Curse’.

No!

No, no, no.

Leviathan felt as if he was this memory, and he was this prison.

He could no longer tell the difference.

Even Leviathan felt that his immortal body and spirit were slowly collapsing.

But he actually had a faint expectation.

He looked forward to the end of his life.

Because Leviathan... could no longer bear this terrifying emptiness and nothingness.

20 million years, 50 million years, 100 million years.

During this long period of 100 million years, Leviathan gradually began to lose all his cognition and consciousness.

His thoughts gradually disappeared, and his memory became vague and illusory.

Leviathan didn't know who he was, nor did he know what kind of experience he had.

He could only feel endless loneliness and despair.

It seemed that the purpose of his birth was to endure this eternal loneliness and nothingness.

He was just a tiny particle... dominated by absolute emptiness.

200 million years, 500 million years, 1 billion years.

Leviathan no longer had any reaction or cognition.

Whether it was cognition of himself or the outside world, it had all disappeared.

He could not feel the passage of time.

No, he no longer had the concept of ‘feeling’.

He even had no ‘him’… or rather, no concept of ‘self’.

It was almost like an empty shell, an empty shell without anything in it.

Two billion years, five billion years, ten billion years.

The empty shell called ‘Leviathan’ was also gradually worn away in the vast years.

Only a few ‘residues’ were left quietly suspended in the prison of nothingness.

Twenty billion years, thirty billion years, fifty billion years.

Finally, the sixty-eight billion years of nothingness finally came to an end.

And in this empty prison of nothingness, there was nothing.

No thoughts, no consciousness, no memories… everything was empty.

Huh, hhhh——

The void collapsed, the void was annihilated.

Above the hell of pain, Leviathan suddenly stopped all his movements.

His body still existed, and so did his soul, which was powerful enough to destroy the universe.

But the spiritual will and thinking consciousness contained in the soul had disappeared.

At this moment, in the depths of Leviathan's soul, a ray of blood-red and black light suddenly appeared.

"Haha, haha, haha."

Accompanied by the extremely joyful laughter, the blood-black light slowly spread out, revealing the invisible figure of Mu Cangmohu

As soon as he appeared, he instantly expanded and cracked into countless dense black chains.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Thousands of chains shot through the air, like ferocious venomous snakes with their mouths open and their tongues stabbed into the four directions of the void, piercing into the various layers of the Leviathan's soul inside and outside.

Buzz——

In an instant, Leviathan's body trembled violently.

Tens of thousands of cursers who were being transformed in the Ancient Demon Hall instantly exploded into blood, and the thousands of monks also retreated in horror, completely unaware of why the Lord of Hell was angry.

Little did they know that Leviathan, which had ruled the hell of pain for countless tens of thousands of years, had been completely taken over by an even more terrifying existence.