Doomsday begins with a nightmare

This is a fat difference.

Don't look at the burnt skin of the burnt person, but if the skin is peeled off, the meat inside is said to be well-cooked and fragrant.

Take it back, and many meat eaters will scramble for it.

It is the best meat.

"Not to mention, I'm hungry too."

"Otherwise, let's take a bite secretly, and others will definitely not find out."

"Look at what that brother is going to do. He may be really hungry. Later, help him if he can."

"Ok."

At this time, even the judges on the stage noticed the situation here.

"What is he going to do?" asked a dead judge.

"I'm a meat eater. I guess I'm starving and planning to eat meat." The person next to him moved his nose, probably because he smelled it.

"The collector doesn't care?" the judge asked.

"It shouldn't be from the corpse collector."

"Stop this lunatic, the Meat Eaters Association is very united, but eating people in front of everyone, even if it's eating nightmares, is not okay."

"Okay, but there's no rush. The fire is raging right now. Even if he's crazy hungry, he can't get food from the fire. He has to wait until the flames are a little smaller. I'll arrange for someone to take him away."

The man had just said this, and then he heard exclamations from around him.

You know, even if people were burned at the stake, no one screamed.

What's going on here?

He looked over.

Then saw such a scene.

The lunatic who was starved and fainted in his eyes, took off his clothes and pants, and then jumped into the flames.

"It looks like he's really hungry!"

After a while, the judge on the stage made such a sigh.

Chapter 1081 Curse Upgrade

In this terrifying foggy city, where there are many dead people, there is no shortage of lunatics and perverts, but such crazy suicides are also rare.

The dead people watching were shocked and immediately became excited.

They looked at each other with excitement in their eyes.

It's like seeing something rare.

The horror fog is too depressing on weekdays, without any entertainment, and the dead are just constantly entangled in dark desires, obsessions and unrealistic fantasies.

They are actually struggling in pain every day, wandering aimlessly.

Such a play came suddenly, so I was naturally happy to see it.

At this moment, the dead residents of Wudu began to watch the play, and then discussed with each other how this man became so crazy and jumped into the sea of ​​fire.

I don't know how long it has been since the last time I had such a laughing discussion.

"I don't think he's crazy!"

Just when everyone thought that the other party was an out-and-out lunatic, someone put forward a different point of view.

Everyone looked over to see who was so unique.

The other party is a child.

The child's face was pale, his eyes were cold, and he could tell at a glance that he was not a serious and good child.

He was very particular about his attire, and he stood out among the crowd of dead people.

He was accompanied by two servants.

"If it was a madman, how could he take off his clothes before jumping into the fire?"

The child pointed to a pile of clothes over there and said.

Someone smiled grimly: "Because he is a lunatic, the thoughts in his head are naturally different from those of normal people."

"No." The child shook his head: "That person is afraid that the clothes will be burnt, so put them outside first, and put them on after getting out of the fire for a while."

Everyone was stunned.

Not to mention, if you think about it this way, it also makes sense.

"That person, is he still planning to come out?"

Some people said it was incredible.

It's like hearing a story about a duck that's been in the oven and is about to come out.

Isn't this nonsense.

How many terrifying monsters have been burned to death by this fire of judgment?

Anyway, countless.

No horrible monster can survive under such flames.

You think, even monsters can't live, let alone people.

"I don't believe that person can come out!"

"I don't believe it either!"

The one who said this was actually that little boy.

A group of dead people next to him thought that this little boy was sick, so he had said all this and took both ends. He felt that it wasn't someone else who was crazy, but this little boy was crazy.

But soon the dead person recognized the identity of the child.

"It's from the Howard family."

"They haven't been hiding in the manor in the suburbs, why come here?"

"No one knows, don't provoke it, you can't afford it."

The dead people around are subconsciously staying away from this child at this moment.

Obviously in Wudu, the Howard family is a terrifying existence, and even these dead people are unwilling to provoke them.

This time no one spoke, and even if someone spoke, they lowered their voices and whispered.

In addition to discussing the lunatic who threw himself on fire, he also began to discuss this little boy.

Some dead people recognized each other.

"He is the youngest son in the Howard family, but he is not popular, and his family status is not high."

The little boy obviously didn't hear these whispers, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.

Now he stared at the flames.

What he said just now was not a lie, he didn't think that person could come out just now.

This kind of fire is very special.

Even the 'demons' supported by the family dare not touch it.

So in case, the other party can really come out, it means that it is definitely not a 'person'.

The dead are people too.

But the devil is not.

In this foggy city, the secret that the Howard family can maintain is that they can use the power of the 'demon'.

A real noble is good at using any force to continue the family's interests.

Whether alive or dead.

Only the bottom-level people believe in good and evil, and believe in rules, so they will be excited to watch this so-called trial ceremony.

Apart from being able to vent a little bit of hatred squeezed in my heart, what else can I gain?

Nothing at all.

The real strong only talk about benefits.

The little boy is willing to spend time waiting here for an event with a very small probability.

In case that person can come out, the little boy will find a way to win him over.

After all, that person seemed to be able to communicate. If his mind was only full of resentment and malicious demons, the little boy would not dare to provoke him.

And there are countless such demons.

Demons that can really be wooed are rare and extremely precious.

ten minutes later.

The fire continued unabated.

Instead, it burned more and more prosperous.

"Not right."

The judge on the stage muttered at this moment.

They have seen too many burning scenes, and they have already worked out their experience.

Under normal circumstances, the fire will weaken after more than ten minutes. After all, there is nothing to burn, and then the corpse collector will go up and use iron hooks to hook the corpse out and take it away.

But this time, the flames were even more intense than when they first ignited.

This is clearly abnormal.

"Go and see!"

The judge winked at his subordinates.

A few strong men wearing gas masks in the audience could only approach, the fire was fierce, and a person could be vaguely seen standing inside.

Normally, it would be considered a demon tied to a rack.

At this time, he was burned to a charred corpse.

But after getting closer, it was discovered that the person did not seem to be the one tied to the shelf.

The opponent is standing on its own.

This discovery startled the two strong men.

"Devil, devil!"

they exclaimed.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, call it out first, otherwise, how can they explain the fact that they dare not step forward, but retreat instead?

Even if this person is dead, he still has to pay attention to the art of speaking.

The yelling caused a commotion all around.

Many people began to retreat subconsciously.

The judge shouted loudly at this time, telling people to be quiet.

"No demon can survive under the fire of judgment, no."

The judge swore firmly, and his tone was firm.

This is not only for the people below, but also for himself.

Because if there really are demons who are not afraid of the fire of judgment, then things will be bad.

What would happen next, the judge did not dare to think.

He didn't trust his subordinates, so he had to go down and see for himself.

The Inquisitor stepped down from the dais to the stake.