Chapter 1613

The flames rose, the black smoke shrouded, and deep in the hell where the sinner was, a newborn little monster opened his eyes.

Rod never thought that he would come to hell in such a way.

If it was not for the holy curse and the soul could not return to the body, rod would never have come to hell with the reception ceremony.

Rod's first impression of this body was his weak, dark yellow body and bat wings that could only flutter twice.

Around, in addition to rod, there are countless small monsters. They come out of a fire furnace, and are driven by the nearby abyss demons with long whip, heading in a direction.

"Reception ceremony..." rod seemed to think of something and his eyes sank.

At this time, he has lost his powerful power, and his soul has been reshaped into the most common little monster in hell.

Looking back to the rear, there is a huge furnace. The top of the furnace is connected with the closed sky. The boundless soul falls from there and is finally molded into small monsters in the furnace.

For rod, the only benefit of this process is probably that the holy curse has been lifted. Under the influence of the soul furnace, rod only felt that his soul would be torn up, and then he was forced into a body.

In this process, rod seems to be protected by some special force, and the memory and knowledge in his soul are still intact. Rod had seen countless broken souls in the furnace.

"What are you looking at? Don't move on!"

The whip vibrated, with a crisp sound, leaving a shallow bloodstain behind rod.

Rhode leaned slightly and looked at the creature waving the whip. It was an abyss demon wearing simple cloth. She had red skin, high muscles and many ferocious scars on the surface.

If the skin of the great devil is red like fire, then the skin of the abyss devil is more like blood.

At this time, the abyss demon seemed to find something. He looked at the injury behind rod and the whip in his hand.

When she raised her head again, she could not find the little monster that puzzled her.

Rhodes's body as like as two peas in the same way.

"You look confused, ngia. Did you find anything?"

Noticing the change of her expression, another abyss demon came forward to ask.

"Laven, I found a special little monster. His body seems to be stronger than other little monsters. After being whipped by me, it seems that nothing happened." She said slowly.

"Really?" The abyss demon named Laven looked at her suspiciously, "even the abyss demon can't bear your whipping, how can that little monster do it? After the shape of the monster furnace, the little monster's physique is the worst of all demons. "

"I don't know, maybe it's just that I use too little force..." engia said with some doubts. "Anyway, I left a whip mark behind this little monster. If you see a little monster with blood marks on the back in their promotion process, remember to pay more attention."

During the conversation between the two abyssal demons, rod followed the small monsters nearby and soon came to an open field. Looking around, there were probably tens of thousands of small monsters nearby.

Just when rod was a little confused, soon, under the support of many abyss demons, a graceful woman with only a few pieces of cloth on her body revealing luxury and her face covered with a veil appeared in front of the team.

As if she had found something, rod frowned. She didn't look like the abyss demon in hell. On the contrary, she looked like human beings in the surface world. Even in appearance, she surpassed most of human beings.

"New born monster, I am HeLa Percy, the servant of the king of lust." Just when the little monsters nearby were noisy, she took the initiative to introduce them.

"You are lucky that no matter where you come from, you are now dead and have lost all your memories. But you are also unfortunate that a powerful potential, hidden in your body and your soul, has never been aroused. "

Hearing Hella's words, rod seemed a little surprised. He glanced around and found that the little monsters around him had no special reaction to what she said.

From the faces of those little monsters, rod could not see their worries. They seemed to keep only the most basic emotions and follow the guidance of those abyss demons.

In addition to rod, these little monsters nearby do not seem to retain any memory of the past, just as Hella said.

When he realized this, rod's face changed slightly. He didn't know why he could keep his memory. Maybe it was because of the existence of the system, maybe it was because of the secret method. Among all the little monsters, only rod could do this.

"In order to activate this potential, very few of you will survive and be promoted." Just as rod was thinking, Hella continued.

She raised her hand and gently touched the veil she was wearing, with a satisfied look in her eyes: "please me, with your torment, with your pain."

Bursts of low hissing came from all directions.

Rhode followed the reputation and saw a large group of fierce dogs bigger than the little monster, surrounded the little monster nearby. The ones who are in charge of holding those vicious dogs are those abyssal demons with long whip and bright red skin.

Without any omen, the killing of the little monsters began.

The evil dog is released by the evil devil, barks and pours on the small monsters, pours them on the ground and eats their flesh and blood.

The abyss demons didn't join the ranks of food sharing. They just kept waving their long whip and left blood marks on the nearby small monsters, which made them scream and cry.

At the front of the line, Hella looked at the scene with a look of intoxication on her face. Her breath was no longer even, and she gasped slightly in her mouth.

In the field, rod looked at this scene in silence. The appearance of chaos is undoubtedly his opportunity. After getting the body of the little monster, rod needs to make some attempts to confirm some thoughts in his heart.

Rod's vision, constantly searching in the field, soon, he found the right target.

The little monsters who were killed huddled together in fear and did not dare to face the terrible enemy alone. Rod's chosen target is a little monster beside him.

He stretched out his hand, pinched the little monster's neck, and slowly forced his hands. Gradually, the little monster no longer had a breath.