"Gluttonym of abstinence?" Joan of Arc frowned and said, "What is that?"

Zhao Qiankun, who was familiar with magic books and knew all kinds of magic circles well, looked at Odygus with a complicated look and answered:

"This is the punishment of the devil to the betrayer. It is said that the demons who are engraved with this magic circle will have an enviable and sensitive sense of taste. Their tongues can capture every trace of delicious food, get greater happiness from the food, and have extremely strong appetite. But whenever the food is in the mouth, they will feel unbearable severe pain... On the one hand, it is irresistible food, and on the other hand, it is unbearable pain... All the demons who are engraved with this magic circle will struggle between temptation and pain, and fall into endless pain."

Joan of Arc looked at Odygus with a complicated expression: "No wonder you only eat a little bit every time you eat, but you like to taste every dish. It turns out that you use different delicacies to offset the pain..."

Odygus withdrew his tongue and turned back to his face: "I was once labeled as a traitor by my own tribe because of favoring humans... I tell you this, not to win your sympathy, but to prove that I am not the demon you imagined, and I wish that humans could be extinct... Please believe me, there is a reason for what Heerro did!"

"Then tell me the so-called reason!" Zhao Qiankun slapped the table: "I shouted that I had difficulties, but I just didn't say that you are the heroine of an idol drama!"

Odygus looked at Zhao Qiankun: "Only to you, I can't say it..."

"What do you mean by brother?" Zhao Qiankun became even more annoyed: "Does he discriminate against me?"

As he said that he got up and was about to beat someone up, Joan of Arc held him down and said to Odygus: "Tell me, can you?"

Odygus looked at Joan of Arc and nodded, "It could have been, but you will definitely tell him, so it won't..."

"I think he deserves a beating!" Zhao Qiankun slapped the table. At this moment, the window of the cottage suddenly shattered, and several monsters rushed in from outside. The monsters were all blood red, like big spiders with four legs, but each leg was a sharp knife. Wherever they passed, the table, chair, bed and bed were divided into two halves, and the brick and stone walls also had neat knife edges.

As soon as these monsters rushed in, they headed straight for Zhao Qiankun. Old Zhao raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to transform into a wooden knife, which directly split the one in half. The purple-red blood splashed out, landed on the ground and bubbled on the wall, which was obviously extremely corrosive!

"You can't use sharp weapons!" Joan of Arc saw the clues, got up and kicked a monster away. Xun Yiming also put away the half-pulled sword, slashed a monster with one palm, and knocked it to the ground.

But after these monsters landed, their bodies began to expand, and a strong wave of fire element spread...

"You want to explode yourself?" Zhao Qiankun raised his hand and grew branches and vines, wrapping the monsters. Before he could seal them tightly, the monster had already exploded. The flames fused with acid and collapsed out of the gap, rushed straight to the roof, burning a slender hole in the ceiling!

After a moment, half of his face poked out from the hole: "What are you doing downstairs?"

It was a tenant on the third floor, so the small hotel only had three floors. The fire broke through the floor slabs on the second and third floors, boiled the roof and shot out, but it did not cause any casualties.

Lao Zhao took out a gold coin, threw it up along the crack, apologized to the innocent tenant, and sent the hotel owner to check the situation with the money.

"What the hell is this?" Zhao Qiankun opened the vine and the monster inside had already exploded into pieces. Only the one who had been cut in half by Zhao Qiankun before did not explode. Old Zhao made a large basin with the materials of the World Tree and put its body in it to prevent the acid blood from flowing out and burning the floor...

"Bloody skinned spider!" Odygus explained: "Skinned spider is a common creature in hell. It is quick to move and cruel. This red bloody skinned spider is the most ferocious one..."

"Common monster?" Zhao Qiankun frowned: "Why is there no record in the literature?"

"Because this thing hardly comes to the main world!" Odygus shook his head: "Although this creature is powerful, it has extremely low intelligence, similar to insects, and cannot be tamed at all. When hell invades the world, it cannot form combat power, so no demons brought them here. However, I heard that a high-level demon clan named Baghm has appeared recently. There is a skinned spider here. Could it be..."

As soon as he finished speaking, screams came from outside the window. Several people looked out and saw countless bloody skinned spiders gushing out of the street, and they began to hunt down those pedestrians. The scene was bloody and tragic!

"This group of damn beasts!" Joan of Arc leaped out of the window, pulled out the agave sword at his waist, and did not need to worry about acid outdoors, and directly waved the sword and slashed it!

Joan of Arc killed three skinned spiders in a row, alarming the monsters around him. Dozens of skinned spiders gave up their prey at hand and rushed up to surround Joan of Arc.

The monster was fierce and fast, and even Joan of Arc could not resist it. At this moment, a purple air shot up, and Xun Yiming raised his long sword to join the battle. Wherever the purple light passed, the skinned spider exploded and died in pieces, and sour blood spread all over the earth, and for a moment, blue smoke rose everywhere.

But soon, a large number of bloody skinned spiders began to gather here, and the two of them were contaminated with blood during the fight and were corroded. Joan of Arc's agave sword could slowly recover, while Xun Yiming relied on the purple qi to shake the blood, but even so, the two of them cherished their weapons and were still timid.

Seeing that two tiny figures were about to be swallowed by bloody skinned spiders, a large number of vines and branches suddenly surged out of the hotel window, like millions of spears, assassinating these crazy monsters, then extended to the depths of the town, finding the bloody skinned spiders hunting the townsmen on the streets and alleys, and killing them in a fixed time.

And among these thousands of spears, there is a unique one that stretches out into the town!

In the woods on the top of the mountain outside the town, a strong man with a sturdy body with only worn fur wrapped around his waist and a scimitar behind him was overlooking the town.

"What kind of spell is this?" The man had a three-tat beard, his temperament was gloomy and cruel. He looked at the raging branches in the town and frowned.

Suddenly, a branch walked around the tree and attacked him against the ground!

"Are you all here?" The man pulled out his scimitar and chopped the branch. With a clang, sparks flew everywhere. The man cut off a piece of the branch, and he was shocked by the force and flew away!

"What a strong power!" The man had just stood still, but saw a small flower growing from the treetops that he had cut off, and a voice came from inside:
Chapter completed!