Urban Supernatural: My Inhuman Girlfriends!

Yang Xu walked hard, and every time he moved his legs, he challenged the limit of his will.

He encountered black smoke more and more frequently, as if the sources of black smoke were also moving.

As Yang Xu circled farther and farther, he finally chose to check the source of Yang Xu's black smoke. He turned around and cautiously touched in the direction of the black smoke.

The billowing black shadow steamed up, and Yang Xu was very close to the source!

There are neither prominent craters nor sunken basins.

What is blowing out that thick black smoke?

Yang Xu became more and more curious. He hid behind a boulder and carefully leaned out.

Several humanoid creatures are moving slowly. On their bodies, black flames are burning, and thick smoke rises and flies with the swing of the flames!

But the strange thing is that no matter how big or small the fire is, those guys deep inside the fire are safe and sound. Not even a hair on their bodies is ignited. They just walk around numbly.

The outside of the black flames seemed to have invisible high temperatures. The surging heat waves melted the sandstone into a liquid state, and irregular ravines formed accordingly.

The magma carries the semi-crystals that have not completely melted and flows along the newly formed gully.

Yang Xu quickly looked away, hiding behind the stone without even daring to breathe.

No wonder he always felt that the source of the black smoke was moving slowly...

If it was an evil entity, he still had the confidence to fight hard.

But forget about this 'Fire Man'. With the high temperature of molten stone and iron, he is probably already eight-year-old before he gets close.

The dark smoke column gradually went away, and Yang Xu leaned out and slipped away in panic towards the other side.

The dark clouds are like a delicate gray-white paint, painting the whole world in dark black and white.

Yang Xu walked forward dully, and every time he walked a certain distance, he had to change direction.

There were so many ‘Burning People’ with thick black smoke all over their bodies. He encountered not only a thousand but also eight hundred people along the way!

In the steep gravel Gobi, Yang Xu accidentally discovered that a faint black flame burst out from the texture of his exposed muscles!

He looked at the fleeting black flames and once wondered if he was dazzled and hallucinating.

"That's right, you are indeed ignited by the "Black Fire of Sin Sacrifice." "

Nail Head, who was wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket, appeared behind Yang Xu at some point. She ignored Yang Xu's frightened eyes and continued talking to herself:

"The "Black Fire of Sin Sacrifice" comes from Leviathan, the god of flesh and pain.

It uses "kindness, justice, compassion..." as its heart until it burns away all the positive emotions of those who come into contact with it. "

Nail Head moved his legs lightly, and the diamond-shaped spikes that penetrated the heels stepped on the ground, making a soft 'click' sound like high heels landing.

"Every curser is a hawk that feeds on evil desires and is Leviathan's most loyal slave."

"You don't want to be that thing."

Yang Xu felt pain all over his body. As the nail head got closer, the pain in his body continued to intensify, as if there were countless bloody torture instruments acting on his body.

Skin melts, muscles break, and even hard bones are crushed...

All kinds of unbearable severe pain hit one after another, coupled with the negative effects of the "gift of pain", Yang Xu almost fainted.

Fortunately, after experiencing the "Realm of Mercy", Yang Xu's tolerance for pain has greatly improved.

His cheeks bulged, and his back molars squeaked from being bitten by Yang Xu. He knelt down and fell to the ground, breathing painfully like a broken bellows from his nose.

"Very good." Nail Head looked down at Yang Xu with a mysterious smile on his lips, "You have good talents in "pain" and "sex". "

The raging pain all over Yang Xu's body gradually disappeared. He struggled to get up, and suddenly found that he was no longer in the "Fire Pit" at this moment.

Twisted, desperate faces appear and disappear on the surrounding walls. Benches are arranged neatly in a narrow corridor similar to a church, and bloody battlefields capable of destroying the world are vividly carved on the pillars.

On the dome made of blood-colored glass, scenes of countless refugees being saved are depicted.

The person who saved them was a ferocious woman whose head was covered with vertical and horizontal lines and embedded with iron nails.

This is the nail head!

In the center of the painting filled with divine radiance, Nail Head looks solemn and solemn, and his tight black leather clothes are replaced by holy white robes.

Blood slid down her fingertips, and countless refugees ate the blood dripping from those delicate fingers.

The more Yang Xu looked at it, the more he became obsessed with it. His eyes were dull and lifeless. He looked at the painting on the dome, and the 'holy' look of the nail head was almost engraved in his heart.

Warmth arose in my heart, followed closely by a heartbreaking pain.

The "Greed Furnace" and the inexplicable pain brought Yang Xu back to his senses. He bit the tip of his tongue and quickly looked away due to the pain.

On the thorn-woven throne, Nailhead quietly looked at the dark gold square box floating above his palm.

"I know the purpose of your visit." A mysterious smile appeared on Nail Head's lips, and she moved her gaze from the "Mourning Box" to Yang Xu.

There was always a mysterious smile on her lips, as if she had everything under control.

"The source of your pain is called 'weakness'."

The "Mourning Box" suspended in Nailhead's hand began to rotate on its own, and the chaotic patterns on it returned to place and restored like a Rubik's Cube.

The diamond-shaped patterns engraved on it gradually came together, and the entire "Church of Pain" briefly fell into darkness.

An indistinct low moan sounded in Yang Xu's ears. The sound sounded like the murmur of an ancient god or the murmur of an evil spirit.

The chaotic sounds disappeared in an instant, and the entire church was illuminated again.

Yang Xu's eyes were attracted by the object in front of him, which was a tube of clear blue liquid.

The liquid is completely blue, with little fluorescent lights flying in it like bright stardust.

"'Apostles of Hell'..." Nailhead muttered to himself, "a genius creation of a bunch of idiots. "

"The 'Hell Embryo' is different from other systems. The embryo system pays more attention to the polishing of the growth stage. At the beginning of the design, the strongest creature in the growth stage was referred to - 'Evil'.

After reaching the "maturity stage", the hell apostles deviated from the normal scope of human beings and ran towards the deformed abyss of "evils" and "hell". "

She looked at Yang Xu with a playful look, "Guess what hell creature your "hell embryo" corresponds to? "