The blood spreads radially, and the air is filled with a heart-wrenching smell.

Wu Jiu died suddenly, but the terrifying playing card hitting him had not disappeared yet.

On the body of the bloody corpse, blue energy fluctuations continued to spread around. Any object scratched by the energy fluctuations would be instantly cut off. Several minions standing next to Wu Jiu had their flesh and blood removed by blue light, screaming and running around.

Smier looked at them with a grim smile and mastered the ability of a demon fruit that could be used on his own initiative, which made him very excited. But unfortunately, although [Horror Poker] is powerful, with Smier's current physical strength, he can only barely support him and use it for about three times.

When the prison guards saw that the martial arts wine was destroyed, they fled in the scattered blue light.

Smier naturally did not pursue him. He walked to Li Laohan, who was already covered in sieve, and said:

"It's a pity for this guy. He died too quickly. Otherwise, he would have used it as a nourishment, but it doesn't matter. There are a few of his followers there. Please pick a few and bury them in. Just think I've repay you, hahahaha..."

Smier smiled and walked past Li Laohan and returned to the ventilation duct.

He knew that it would not take long for those who pursued him to come here, and Gryn and the Queen of Leech, and even Erlun might come here in person.

Although my strength has reached a new stage now, my body is still a little weak after all, and the level difference with Erlun and others is still very different.

Smier plans to find a place to recuperate first, find the right opportunity, and then defeat it one by one.

He didn't want to escape because he knew that even if he escaped from the Black Demon Prison, Elun would never be able to let him go. He might as well just break up with him here.

So Smier continued to walk deeper along the pipeline, marching in the dark, and finally followed the map to the burning corpse room of the Black Demon Prison.

This incineration room is specially designed to deal with the dead who cannot be tested. These testers are either scarred, suffering from serious diseases, or have lost their usefulness. In the end, they will all be pushed mercilessly into the burning stove and burned into ashes.

Through the interrogation of Barbosa, Smier learned that this leech queen Las Skus has amazing detection ability. He can sense the situation there as long as the leeches can climb to. So if Smier wants to find a safe place, he must avoid these eyeliners of Las Skus.

The perfect place he could think of was this very high-temperature corpse burning room!

Those lees hate high temperatures and are even more unlikely to enter here.

Smier opened the blinds outside the exhaust duct and drilled out from it. In fact, before he could arrive here, he had already smelled a pungent burnt smell from the pipe. He held back the smell and forced himself to enter.

The moment he opened the blinds, he found that the burning corpse was in a smoky state, with thick black smoke, and his vision was very blurred. He focused his strength on his eyes, and then he could barely see clearly what was happening in the room.

I saw a huge furnace standing in the center of this room. The furnace was burning wildly, and the leaping flames were like a lion with its teeth and claws, roaring. The rusty-stained chimney continued to flow downward with indescribable black colloids, and below was an iron mesh-shaped fence, with boiling sewage flowing under it.

There seems to be no door in this room. In addition to the exhaust outlet where he is, there are two narrow and long pipes. One of the pipes is under the entrance of the pipe. The corpse pit is full of corpses. Obviously, the corpses thrown from the outside are thrown here. The other pipes seem to be for transporting food, half a roasted sheep, and a large iron barrel, which seems to be sealed with wine or water, which should be to provide supplies to the people stationed here.

Smier continued to observe and soon found that there was only one guy stationed here, a very tall weirdo.

Next to the huge furnace, this terrifying giant man, more than five meters tall, was pushing a cart of corpses and slowly approaching the melting furnace. The corpses were twisted and turned, and some fell to the ground during the push. The giant man couldn't even look at it, and directly stomped the falling corpse with one kick.

"Che"

The corpse was thrown into the furnace and hissed, then it burst into crackling, and the black smoke became even more abundant.

Smier observed the giant man. When he found that he was coming in this direction again, Smier saw his front clearly. This guy was very ugly, but he could still feel from his exaggerated arms and strong muscles that his strength was obviously very strong.

Smair was relieved. After all, it didn't seem difficult to kill him here.

But Smael didn't want to do this, or was not in a hurry to do this. He urgently needed a rest now and must find a way to recover first, and then wait for an opportunity to return to the prison and find a way to kill those three guys.

So, while the giant man did not find himself, Smier first climbed out of the vent, stood on the narrow gentle platform formed by the rock, and then reinstalled the steel blinds of the vent on it.

He stared at the bottom, because he was a little nervous and kept trying to laugh, but he tried his best to control his strong smile and try to make himself stand firmer.

The crematorium is far away from the corpse pit, and this giant man is moving very slowly. It should take at least half an hour to transport the corpse once. Smer estimated that if so many corpses were maintained, if this giant man had maintained his current frequency, without the new corpse being thrown down, it would probably take at least five days to deal with it.

Fortunately, there are roller-shaped tiles inside the corpse pit, with six huge tiles arranged in the hexagon of the roller. When the new corpse falls, it will be automatically pressed down due to gravity, and then the old corpse is turned upward, which can prevent the corpse from being deposited and rotten.

Smier observed for a while, found the right opportunity and jumped down, jumping into the stage.

What he fell to was the rushing platform carrying the latest corpse, and the rushing platform immediately sank due to his falling power.

In an instant, an unimaginable stench hit the nose. Smer was caught off guard this time and vomited wildly, and the mushroom residue that had not yet been digested was also spit out.

Many of the relatively "fresh" corpses around them also rotted, and the situation below was worse than Smair thought.

However, he could not have imagined a better place to hide than here.

It doesn’t matter. As long as I endure this time, I will definitely be able to kill all of those three guys!

It's no big deal to bear it.

Smier thought about this secretly, endured the disgust in his heart, penetrated deeper into the pile of corpses, and buried himself.

The smell of corpse, thick smoke and the pungent smell of formalin were mixed together, making people almost suffocate, and the terrible stuffiness increased the sensory impact brought by these smells.

Smier tried his best to control the negative emotions in his heart and closed his eyes tightly. The terrible laughter was like a low voice of a demon, and finally slowly squeezed out from his throat:
Chapter completed!