'This ant is at death's door, and it still dares to provoke me?!'
"Heh heh... An interesting little bug." It curled its lips into a savage, cruel smile. "It seems you still don't understand what you're about to face. Before I devour your soul, I will be sure to 'entertain' you properly. I'll let you taste the feeling of Hellfire scorching your very soul, so you'll understand what it means to wish for..."
However, before it could finish,
a languid, yet chillingly cold, female voice suddenly rang out.
"Whose soul are you planning to torture, Xiaola~~?"
"It's been a while, and you've gotten... quite arrogant, haven't you~"
As the voice emerged, the temperature of the surrounding space plummeted. Even the scorched, sulfuric stench of Hell that permeated the air seemed to be dispersed by an icy chill.
Before everyone's astonished eyes, the space beside Lynch rippled like the surface of water.
