MTL - Versatile Mage-Chapter 3202 Dark judge

Like a huge black waterfall, it could have indulged tens of thousands of creatures, but that one hungry claw, but all of them stunned Mofan’s soul, was excited and mad, and could not wait to make him a painful boiler. One of them! !

Looking down, it’s already feeling like a ghost. Mo Fan didn't have the courage to look straight for the first time. There was a little bit of human eye. I couldn't help but want to see a few more eyes. Look at the world that is disturbing. Look at these things and make yourself more. A reluctant person...

I always bury my life in my heart, and I am prepared for the perfect mentality. When I really face death, it is so difficult to give up.

Finally, the last sight of color disappeared...

I can't see the other eye.

You no longer have the body with vitality, and you will no longer have a pure soul. You will face a numb and sinister face, and there will never be a peaceful day!

sink.

Continue to sink.

Like a cold and stinky lake, closing your own valve, freezing your heart, blocking your own blood vessels, this is probably the feeling of only one soul left, but death still exists.

In the dark veranda, Mo Fan listened to some people who said that the first time he entered the purgatory, people would sink down and experience many layers of different conditions, although each layer of purgatory is different. The "landscape", but the torture and collapse are the same, whenever you feel that you have reached the limit, whenever you feel that it should end, there are still below...

Mo Fan closed his eyes.

He wants to give himself some psychological hints so that he has the courage to face what will happen next.

Suddenly, in the minds of Mofan, there are countless past pictures, those warm, those quiet, those who are unforgettable, those who are sobbing...

It is like a piece of paper.

Being caught in the crushing machine.

Forgotten! !

I am forgotten! ! !

Mo Fan fiercely opened his eyes, he struggled almost instinctively! !

Dark purgatory can take away anything. You can be tortured from a living person into a numb shackle. You can turn yourself into a devil with no pity and no mercy, that is, you can't take away your own memory...

He does not forget anyone.

Don't forget any moments that are touched when you are with them.

He has only one such pleading! !

Mo Fanben thought that he could withstand the torture of any purgatory, but only this first link, Mofan completely collapsed! !

This is only the beginning. There are still hundreds of years and thousands of years. Without these past collections, there are no smiles that can heal your own wounds. There is no memory of your own. What do you want to get through? Gloomy and never bright years! !

Mo Fan began to struggle wildly, like a drowning person.

He is difficult to calm.

It turns out that I am so weak.

Those beautiful things can't be tolerated when they are erased from his mind.

He wants to go upstream, how can he work hard, he is sinking at a gentle speed, some terrible faces gradually plunged into his own sight, and some sharp laughter filled his mind...

Mo Fan began to anger, angry and throwing a punch at these mocking things.

Those things fled quickly, but it didn't take long to fly back and continue to mock Mofan.

Mo Fan began to feel helplessness and pain. He began to forget everything he cherished. He began to forget why he was alive and began to forget who he was...

In the end, he was exhausted.

Close your eyes, sink a little bit, and there is no difference between falling into a mud lake with a dirty gravel.

"Boom."

There is something against my back.

Mo Fan realized that he had reached the bottom of the first purgatory layer. He looked around in vain, and there was no anger on his face. Even though there was still a trace of unwillingness in his emotions, he couldn’t remember why he was unwilling, only that The pain of heart is still...

Still in the abyss mud?

Why can't you sink anymore?

When Mo Fan was full of doubts, Mo Fan suddenly felt that the object on his back was carrying himself up.

The body began to float upwards. Before Mofan struggled, the body was sinking, but I didn't know what the object was, but the object held it up and let the body finally go up a bit.

Mo Fan's body can't be turned over. He can only work hard to twist his head and look under his back. He wants to know what is holding himself. What power can be powerful to let himself rise?

one hand!

Mo Fan saw a hand!

The owner of the hand was almost rotted by the abyss of mud, but he still held himself with that hand.

He has only one hand and the other hand is broken.

Mofan’s head creaked, vaguely remembering that in the last few pictures of the world, there was a person who lost an arm in the fight, but he could not remember his name.

"You can't go to hell, it's counted by me!!"

"I am the dark judge of purgatory!!!"

The rotten man roared, his eyes were the only shining objects in the abyss of hell, his face was gone, his bones were left, his back had many broken wing bones, and there was no feathers.

He is holding himself, constantly rising, constantly rising upwards...

Everything in the abyss of **** is falling, only this person is holding himself up! !

“呃呃呃呃呃!!!!!!”

Those sly ghosts seem to be reluctant to let Mofan leave, they are coming in, crazy biting the body and the skin that this person is still sticking to his body, even licking his bones!

"Get out of my way!!!"

The man roared, and he continued to hold Mofan with that hand, and hurried to the "water surface", but biting the abyss of his fallen angel, more and more, in the cruel darkness In purgatory, there are very few opportunities to be able to bite a high blood creature, and they will not miss this opportunity.

Innocent abyss mud, a one-handed person holding the soul of a soul that has not been corrupted, the body is covered with densely populated ghost ghosts, little by little, little by little closer to the mouth...

"Mu Bai..." Finally, Mo Fan remembered who this person is.

"This is my original face, my soul has already rotted." Mu Bai raised his head, the face of the handsome white show has long been gone, is a bone face, there are some skins that can not be modified.

"Have you experienced it all over again..." Mofan asked.

Mu Bai did not answer, just use that hand to continue to force Mofanto out of the mouth.

The world is very close, and the power of this estrangement is the strongest.

"It's our fault, it didn't make you really live." Mo Fan almost choked. .

"That will be alive for me!"