Chapter 161 Burning Hell’s Dungeons (6)

Henry Baskervan turned his head to look behind him.

Burning Hell was in flames.

 

 

The majestic clock tower lay completely collapsed, and black-clad guards were scattered around, fallen.

 

 

Along with them, black-winged demons soared through the sky, and corrupted prisoners of the demonic energy went around killing the surviving prison guards."

 

 

"Aaarrgghhh!"

 

 

"Aaaahhhh!"

 

 

"Everyone, evacuate!"

 

 

Henry Baskervan closed his eyes in silence. Slowly, he tried to recall how he had gotten into this situation.

 

 

He remembered being trapped on the 8th level of the underground prison.

 

 

He doesn't know how much time had passed, but a group of individuals, who weren't prison guards, entered the eighth level of the underground prison.

 

 

They all wore hooded black hoods.