I control the world with magic

The Immortal King suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face becoming ferocious with pain.

There was something moving in his body.

The next moment, endless black light burst out from the mouth, nose, eyes, and ears of the Immortal King, penetrating the world!

"Ahhhh!!!"

He screamed miserably, and his body curled up and fell to the ground, twitching continuously. The intense pain flooded his body like a tide.

Stab!

A naked arm emerged from the mouth of the Undying King.

Seeing this scene, Su Mu smiled slightly: "Yes, I have indeed made progress. At least I know how to use my brain and use strategies."

Relying on the immortality brought by the pain divinity, Yang Dongqing resolutely chose to merge into the blood river and be swallowed by the Immortal King. The Immortal King could not digest him at all and could only withstand attacks from inside the body.

Even the Immortal King cannot bear the feeling of pain and divine power exploding in his body. Although he will not be killed, the intense pain will penetrate his consciousness and cause him to coma.

Seeing that the winner was decided, Su Mu knew there was no need to watch anymore, so he disappeared into the void.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for the Blood Moon Empire, and it is also the night when the Cult of Pain becomes famous. The immortal king who has ruled the Blood Moon Empire for many years was defeated and kidnapped by the leader of the Cult of Pain tonight.

The Blood Moon Empire fell into complete turmoil. Countless vampires and followers of the Cult of Pain came out in droves, and melees broke out across the country.

The next day.

In the prison cell where the Cult of Pain resides.

"You wait for me! One day, the king will escape from the trap, and then I will be bloodied...ahhhh..."

Yang Dongqing poured the divine power of pain into the body of the Immortal King with an expressionless face. The Immortal King who was tied to the cross was so painful that his eyes turned white and his whole body twitched.

"Not enough, not enough, not enough! I need more pain!"

The divine power of pain turned into a long black whip and struck the Immortal King crazily. Each whip seemed to hit the soul directly, making the Immortal King miserable. His body was already torn apart, but his strong recovery power allowed him to recover in an instant.

After a long time, a man in black robe entered the dungeon.

"Leader, you should rest when you are tired. Leave this humble vampire to your subordinates and others. Most of the brothers in the sect have been persecuted by vampires, and we also want to take revenge!"

Yang Dongqing wanted to refuse, but after seeing the unforgettable hatred in the black-robed man's eyes, he nodded silently.

The man in black robe was instantly overjoyed and shouted to the darkness outside: "Everyone is lining up, the leader has agreed."

"yes!"

"Very good!"

"Long live the leader!"

"Damn inferior race, I will definitely cut you into pieces!" The immortal king's eyes were splitting. He could not have imagined that one day he would end up like this.

Those black-robed men didn't care about the threat of the Immortal King and inflicted pain crazily.

A few days later.

Yang Dongqing caressed the doll in the crystal coffin and kept chanting: "Jasmine...just wait, wait, you will be resurrected."

The cold doll didn't respond.

Bang!

Yang Dongqing pounded the ground hard, and his expression suddenly became ferocious: "Why!? Why hasn't the miracle of pain come yet? Is it because the pain is not enough?

Someone is coming! "

Two men in black robes hurried over and said respectfully: "Leader, did you call us?"

Yang Dongqing looked at them with red eyes: "You trash, you must be lazy, so the pain provided by the Immortal King is not enough, increase the punishment, go quickly!!"

"Leader...but I'm worried that the immortal king won't be able to hold on. Although he is immortal, his soul is not. The continuous punishment has made his soul almost collapse."

"Nonsense! How can the Immortal King be so fragile!? Give him blood! Let him drink blood to recover, and then increase the punishment. Do as I say!"

The two looked at each other and said, "Yes, leader."

After the two left, Yang Dongqing's ferocious face returned to gentleness and infatuation: "Jasmine, it's coming soon. Soon we will be able to live together as before. When the time comes, I will never let you leave me again."

He caressed the doll's cold face obsessively, and his eyes could no longer tolerate anything else.

An hour later, a man in black robes hurried in: "Leader! Something bad has happened."

The quiet atmosphere was broken, a look of violence flashed in Yang Dongqing's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and said softly: "Jasmine, I didn't scare you, my subordinates are ignorant, I will use their tongues later Cut it all off.”

After saying that, he turned his head, his eyes filled with ferociousness.

"Didn't I say that no one is allowed to disturb Jasmine without my permission?" The cold voice made the temperature in the room drop a lot.

The man in black robe trembled all over, suppressing his fear and said: "The leader...the immortal king...he is dead!"

"What?!"

boom!

Yang Dongqing's figure suddenly disappeared. When he came to the dungeon, he saw an inhuman body. He stepped forward to check it out, but there was no breath at all.

"No, no, no...how could you die! You are the Immortal King! Who told you to die! Ahhhh!! Fuck!"

Yang Dongqing yelled as if she was crazy: "Jasmine...Jasmine..."

He ran back to Jasmine, knelt down next to the crystal coffin, looked at the lifelike but motionless doll inside, and burst into tears.

"Why... why is this happening? Why does the painful miracle not come?"

The pain of shattered hopes was like a thousand cuts, making Yang Dongqing feel like dying.

A tear ran down his cheek and fell on the face of the puppet, making a slight sound of water drops.

It was like some kind of signal. In the dark, endless black air surged. They came from all directions and rushed into the puppet's body frantically.

"This... This is... a painful miracle!!" Yang Dongqing was instantly ecstatic after noticing the abnormality, and his mood went straight from hell to heaven.

Under the erosion of the black air, the cold puppet's body gradually turned red, the skin continued to fill up, and the empty and lifeless eyes also had a little more spirit.

"Jasmine! Jasmine! Can you hear it?"

"Yang Dongqing." A faint cry came from the puppet's mouth, instantly stirring endless ripples in Yang Dongqing's heart.

"Jasmine! It's me... it's me..." Yang Dongqing cried and pulled Jasmine's hand, putting it on his face, feeling the warm body temperature, he cried like a child.

It's really touching... Su Mu sighed beside him.

It's a pity that they are all fake.

Because Jasmine's folder is still lying quietly in the recycle bin.

Su Mu knew very well that the resurrected Jasmine was not Jasmine at all, but just a monster created by the God of Pain.

He had long seen through the plan of the God of Pain, and the real pain always comes after hope is shattered.

The God of Pain gave Yang Dongqing divinity, but used him as a carrier of his coming.

Now give Yang Dongqing hope, and when hope is shattered, Yang Dongqing's pain will reach its peak, and then... it will be the day when the God of Pain comes.