"No money?" Lavier sneered.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly solidified, as cold as ice.

Both Lao Wang and Jonas were very embarrassed and could only stay where they were staring at each other. I was afraid that this matter would not be good. Facing the existence of the Heavenly Gate, the two really didn't have much room to resist, especially when they were in the wrongful situation.

I saw Lavier's cold gaze sweeping back and forth between the two of them, and slowly spoke, "Then let's pay it back with your body."

Both of them were stunned when they heard this. Jonas was surprised and happy. He hugged his arm and looked shy: "Senior sister! You..."

"It's him!" Lavier ignored the Fliggy at all and pointed directly at Wang Chong.

Jonas' shyness was stiff, but Lao Wang pointed to his nose, a little stunned.

"…………ah?"

It was Lao Wang's turn to be stunned. Fortunately, Senior Sister Lavier did not make any excessive requests immediately. She just asked Wang Chong to promise to come after receiving her messenger's summons, and then waved his hand and let the two leave.

Lao Wang is not a sperm-like creature like Jonas. You can feel that Lavier seems to have other intentions, and even the other party asked them to use their private refining room, which had other intentions...

How could such a good thing happen in this world? It’s just that people are under the roof now that they have to bow their heads.

On the way back, although I felt that the person who used his body to pay off his debts was not a little regretful, Jonas's overall mood was still very good.

"Boss, senior sister is a good person!" Jonas praised. It's still 'nothing' for being able to ejaculate the senior sister all over the room. There are really not many senior sisters like this in the Tianmen: "I am a great beauty again. You just need to do what she said, and you have nothing to lose anyway."

"Why do I think you are just happy to save money? Family inheritance?" Lao Wang was not as good as him. Not only did he get hundreds of thousands of dollars, but he also owed a debt to sell his body. What's the matter...

"Tsk! Boss, look at you, don't engage in personal attacks, let alone the vulgar things like money, which can easily hurt feelings!"

Lao Wang rolled his eyes and said that the pig was really helpless.

The divine realm is majestic, the sky is magnificent, civilization sprouts and roots, grows brilliantly, and falls into chaos and conspires to destroy. And over the long years, such subversions have emerged one after another.

If the Tianmen represents the positive and upward side of the Star Alliance and is the representative of order, then the "mirror world" is the darkness that the Star Alliance is not humane. It is the shadow of order, the seal of chaos and sin, and the lost world.

This is one of the main prisons in the Divine Realm, exiling all kinds of criminals and rebels.

Dimos looked at this new environment disdainfully. He was now in a hall, surrounded by twelve towering statues. He could not recognize what these statues were. They looked like the shape of the celestial race, and the rulers liked to show off as usual.

"Hurry up, don't be dazed!"

The elephant man, Dimos, was whipped by someone, and his long nose was hard and straightened, which made him almost unable to control his violent temper. However, as soon as his spiritual power rose from the Void Pill, he felt a torn tremor coming from his whole body, every place where blood vessels were circulating. If he continued to use his spiritual power, he would be transformed into a pool of blood and meat sauce by this torn force.

"idiot."

The jailer who drove him made a gloating sound, and then the whip was thrown out again, this time it was no longer on the back, but on the head.

However, Dimos could only suppress all his temper. He lowered his head and continued to walk forward, but his eyes fell on the black spell belt that was tied to his wrists.

It was woven with brown flame grass core, and the band was painted with blackened spiritual blood. These spells sucked the spiritual power of the spell between heaven and earth all the time, and then turned into countless thin filaments. They were like living parasites, stabbing the spells into his blood vessels and entering every cycle in his body through the blood flow. As long as he used spiritual power that exceeded the limit, the thin filaments of these spells would tear him into blood foam. This is one of the most sinister restrictions in the Star Covenant, and even those strong men in the Tiandan stage could not resist it.

"Damn the curse, the lackeys." Dymos cursed.

These spell belts are the specialty of the spell clan. They are so rare that they cannot be called civilizations. They are like protected animals of the Star Covenant. However, they are of great value to the Star Covenant, and are even more valuable than the Machine Clan and Zerg in some aspects. At the same time, it is precisely because their civilization is not of level, and in some aspects they are more valued by the gods.

But they are really good at imprisoning people. Dimos thought sinisterly in his heart that if he had a day of freedom, he would definitely find a way to let these damn curse tribes know that they were powerful!

He knew that this was a delusion, but in this environment, this fantasy brought him a pleasure similar to revenge, which almost made him ignore the fact that he was a serious crime. He was sentenced to the arena and took advantage of a chance to kill the owner of the arena, a damn crystal clan.

So, he was sent here, the legendary heavy prison, the Mirror World.

Soon, he was taken to a venue that looked a bit like a gladiator, but the ground was not the fine sand of the gladiator, but the emerald green stone slabs that were made of jade.

Dozens of guys emitting evil spirits were scattered here. At the other end, there was a huge mirror door, with colorful light flashing on the mirror. A team of Zerg prison soldiers were making these lights stable. Dimos knew that this was where they were going, the mirror world, the final prison that accommodated the sins of the Divine Realm.

Soon, it was Dimos' turn to enter. Under the threat of the whip, Dimos held his breath, then hit the mirror, and with a slam, it was like jumping into the lake. Dimos's whole body cooled down, and a strange feeling of ubiquitousness rose. The rippling light of the mirror poured into his body. Dimos' elephant trunk curled up to defend, but the expected pain did not come. Dimos's heart relaxed, and his mind swayed. In an instant, he felt his soul twitching and his whole body lost consciousness.

But he was not confused, but lost his ability to perceive and cognitive about the world, and was thrown away by the power of space.

boom……

The eyes were full of red light, and it took a while for the elephant to realize that the five senses were back in his control.

He looked around and lay on an active crater, with thick smoke smoky. He was very lucky, but he was also very lucky. If he was only a little short of that, he might be buried directly in the volcano.

The thick smoke brought the burning of the flames, and the volcanic ash fell like heavy snow. Dimos ran quickly towards the bottom of the mountain. He felt his power recovering bit by bit in this world, and the power of the braid belt that bound him was fading bit by bit. He watched the braid belt shrink little by bit, but Dimos frowned. The braid belt was not broken, but turned into a black tattoo on his wrist, which looked like he tattooed himself with a pair of braid belts on his wrist, and the like man realized that he had not escaped from the bondage.

Soon, Dymos came to the volcano, and he tried to find traces of others. When he entered the mirror, everyone's positions were scattered and separated.

What kind of ghost place is this?

As Dymos ran forward hard, he tried to figure out his situation. In any case, it would be unwise to stay at the foot of an active volcano on the edge of the eruption.

The misty sky gradually shone brightly, but Dimos stopped suddenly. He smelled the unclean smell, the trap!

Boom, the ground suddenly exploded, and a blood-colored shadow rushed out from the ground. Dymos jumped up suddenly, but it was too late. A four-toed claw with inverted claws harshly grabbed his ankle. The sharp inverted claws had been deeply pinched into his flesh, and a numb toxin was injected into the inverted claws at the same time.

"Get out!" Dimos roared in shock and angrily, and punched it. The blood-colored shadow did not dodge and let his punch hit the head. When Dimos' fist hit the other party, he realized that the attacker had no skin. The blood-colored shadow was because the skin on his body was stripped off, and the bright red muscles were exposed. When he was punched, the skinless skinner seemed to be unmoved at all, but he just hugged Dimos' legs even more.

"Go to die!"
Chapter completed!