A large group of people appeared in sight.

In fact, the number of these thousands of people is really scary. Looking away from it, it looks like a war is about to start.

But there is just such a fat man on the other side of the battlefield. If you look carefully, you may even see a pig.

On those chariots pulled by the pigheads, the angels were in a stunned expression. The sun corpses, like hills, changed the surface, and the mountains were stacked and the gullies were growing. The more they went inside, the more rugged and creepy it became. Some corpses were piled up together, and the sky above their heads was pitch black. For these angels who had never seen the night, everything was like hell.

However, they still have to go deeper because of the command, so the sermons they were born with told them that no matter how feared they were, they would go in and see who had penetrated a hole in the sky.

Finally, they met the man.

A chubby guy with tall and strong heels, fat belly and thick arms wrapped in a small layer of fat, but even so, he still gives people a sense of striking pressure.

Because Old Joey stopped smiling, his expression was faint and smelled of blood.

It was this person who slaughtered the sun, but he could only be him. Otherwise, who would stand in such a terrifying sun grave?

So, the angels stopped, between a huge valley, Old Joey, and hundreds of angels opposite, the mountains on both sides were the bodies of the sun, and the ground was covered with sticky blood.

"Chop it." Old Joey said, "But you have to keep a few, otherwise I won't recognize the way."

"Hmph~humph~"

After saying that, Old Joey put on a mask, then took out a hatchet from his pocket and tied it to the chain wrapped around his wrist.

In this way, he closed his arms and walked forward without sending.

Old Joey walked very slowly, and every step was calm like a moving mountain. The hatchet was held on the ground, the chains rubbed against the blood, and the rustling sound echoed in the valley.

The angels were a little panicked.

They didn't know why they were panicked. They clearly had an army of thousands of people behind them, and each of them had the most powerful weapon in heaven.

So why are you panic? Yes, you don’t need to panic at all.

An angel in the lead thought this way, and then tried hard to prevent his legs from trembling. He held the fence and walked out of the car.

"You stupid pigs, rush over and hit him to death!" He said to the pig-headed man who was pulling the car in front.

Those pig-headed men were naked, with iron chains inserted behind them and embedded in their ribs, and they could only pull a cart for the rest of their lives.

Seeing the first angel jumped out of the car, everyone behind him suddenly realized that this was a good idea, so they jumped out of the car one after another, driving the Pig-headed King to rush forward.

No matter how powerful that guy is, he will never be able to withstand the impact of so many pig-headed people.

Finally, the first pighead rushed towards Old Joey, and their master asked them to do so, and in their minds, there was no concept of resistance.

However, a little bit.

Just as he was slapping his blood-red eyes and hitting Old Joey, he was bounced away directly.

The chubby figure was like a moving granite. He was not affected by the impact at all. Even when the pig-headed man was knocked away and the wheel behind him was pressed against Old Joey due to inertia, it did not affect him at all. Even the amplitude of his swinging arm did not change.

After putting on the mask, Old Joey, there was nothing in this shabby paradise that could stop him.

"What's going on?" An angel saw this scene and subconsciously took a step back: "What are you doing when you stand there? Get up! Get up!"

He moved away and let the chariot behind him rush towards the man again.

However, the result was the same, those carriages were overturned by one person.

However, because there were too many carriages, the ones behind hit the front and finally piled up together.

But before the angels could calm down.

With a muffled bang, the car pile was blown away by a huge explosion. Because the power was too great, all the corpses of the surrounding sun were dispersed. The strong wind swept through the blood. The chubby figure spread out the flesh, just like an evil ghost spreading the door to heaven from hell to heaven. He had thick iron chains in his hand, like a meat grinder, walking towards the crowd step by step.

The real massacre is nothing to distinguish between objects, and Old Joey hates everything here, the sunshine, the land, the angels, and the people.

Everything here has a sick feeling that he can't understand. Although the pig-headed people holding the cart are pitiful, at the same time, they are also hateful. They have accepted heaven in their minds, so let them live forever, just as pigs holding the cart.

And those angels should die too.

Old Joey is a real butcher, who reaps lives, so he is very professional. Each of the two knives is very steady and effective. The angels panicked and shot at Old Joey, but the so-called [Angel's Punishment] did not even hit the bruises at Old Joey.

Finally, the instinct for fear of death occupied the innate education, and the angels began to scream, began to panic, wanting to run back.

Their minds were roaring wildly

That butcher was so scary.

He must be the most terrifying demon in hell!

Oh, what a stupid idea they don’t know what terrible is.

The terrible thing they see is only because of the fear of death, but the real terrible is destruction. Destruction without purpose is not only life, but also the bad realm on which these lives depend. Every inch of land and every sky, as long as the sight is at, the creatures are tragically damaged and the corpses are everywhere, the terrible will not stop without a reason.

Legend has it that among thousands of planes, there is a place called Purgatory.

The lives imprisoned here are all extremely sinful lives, and their existence can even threaten the balance between the plane.

For example, some lives feed on the planet. The bigger they eat, the bigger they eat, and their appetite will never be full.

Some lives specifically parasitize between planes and eat the ruins of time and space, just like parasites in the universe.

Such lives are everywhere in Purgatory. Purgatory is divided into nine layers. It is a separate plane. The further down, the more terrifying the prisoners are.
Chapter completed!