Chapter 605 - 437: The Most Miserable Person (1)
The Demon Prince Diaberlic really was resurrected by the Demon King Nag through some means.
But for Diaberlic, this might not be such a good thing. It was a taste more terrifying than death itself, a hell that Diaberlic desperately despaired of, yet from which he could never escape.
His body was already a wreck, with barely any intact flesh to be found, and in some places bones were starkly visible. Thick, foul-smelling blood continually flowed down Diaberlic’s body, sticking to the stone plate beneath him, releasing waves of malodorous stench.
The only thing that could be considered remotely intact was his head, which had suffered slightly less damage to flesh and skin; but even so, his face was distorted into a knot from prolonged torture and pain.
He wanted to die, yet was not allowed.
The face that was once considered handsome and dashing had now become particularly ugly.
No one, not even the closest confidants who once held allegiance to the Demon Prince, could recognize that the creature before them was their loyal Prince.
Diaberlic was screaming loudly for help.
But because of the sealed chamber, it was impossible for any sound to escape. Only the sharp wails echoed continuously in the empty space.
Seeing the black shadow approach, Diaberlic’s screaming came to an abrupt halt. His eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets. Although the screaming stopped, the shaking of his body intensified, and his teeth clattered rapidly. The intense fear had obviously made his will and soul unbearable.
Under the dim lighting, the black shadow suddenly raised its right hand, revealing a sharp knife in its palm.