At the entrance of the valley, Richard saw the ribs at a glance. It was an extremely tall skeleton mage. The skeleton was made up of broken bones from various races, busy in front of several large pots lined up. Next to him, there was a huge laboratory bench with hundreds of bottles and jars on it. There was no doubt that this was a dead soul, and it was not a natural dead soul. As Richard knew, all the dead souls should be the natural opposite of the gods, even the gods were the same. Because the undead and the gods had a conflict of core interests, both sides were competing for their souls.

The Land of God’s Punishment actually has the same status as the Great Temple. In any church, light and darkness, glory and punishment exist at the same time, so the Land of God’s Punishment is also the most core territory of the God of Courage. It is indeed shocking that there will be undead creatures here.

Richard and the other five looked at the ribs silently, feeling that the land was full of mystery and had subverted the common sense of theology system. Shuihua was focusing on other things. Under the big pot of ribs, there was a raging fire, and thick dark green liquid rolling in the pot, but the fuel under the pot and what was cooked in the pot were the same thing, that is, the prisoners. The prisoners burning in the fire all showed extremely painful expressions, they screamed, but could not make any sound; they struggled, but they could never climb out of the range of the fire, and they actually couldn't see or hear, because the fire was constantly spraying out from their mouths, noses, and even from their eyes and ear holes, and the people in the pot were also in pain.

The girl began to exude a murderous aura like a needle and stared at her ribs. This was the instinct of all living beings to the evil undead.

The ribs slowly turned their heads, and the green soul fire jumped in the hollow eyes. They stared at Richard and said slowly: "I... seem to be coming to the end..."

"If you tell me why you are here, maybe you can survive, but in another way," Richard said lightly.

The undead magician Shandru should be very interested in this skeleton mage. Richard did not bring Sandru. He was originally worried that the undead aura on his body could not be concealed and allowed a powerful undead mage to enter the divine punishment. Normally, it is the greatest insult to a god. No matter what state Nei'an is in, he probably has to fight Richard again. Richard should not enter the final bloody battle with Nei'an for the time being. The reason is as Liusha said. Richard has no way to deal with the gods. If he had known that Black Valley would have evil undead like ribs, Richard would have brought Sandru over. The most effective person to deal with undead creatures is not the priest, but the undead mage.

"You don't ask what I'm doing." Rib asked with interest.

Richard smiled and said, "What's the point of asking about this? Isn't it just to squeeze the resentment, pain and fear of the soul? Ordinary necromancers store the essence of fear by refining the essence of fear, but you just changed to a more obscure method to send all the essence of fear produced to the center of the Black Valley."

The mandibles of the ribs were about to fall off and said, "How did you know?"

Richard did not answer, but repeated his question: "Tell me why you appeared in this place."

The flames flashed in the ribs' eye sockets and said with difficulty: "I know, but... I can't say it."

"Okay." Richard nodded, and Iro waved his hand. A little golden light shot into the eye sockets of the ribs. The sacred flames suddenly erupted, and instantly burned it to a pile of flying ashes.

The Black Valley is even larger than expected, and the prisoners are dozens of times more than expected. Tens of thousands of people live on the land where the sun is gone. Even if everyone can live for hundreds of years like Ptolemy, the number of prisoners should not be so large. In the Black Valley, there are villages, towns, and even large areas of cultivated fields and mines. There are clumps of plants like water plants growing in the fields, with black branches and leaves spiraling upwards, and prisoners walk out from time to time, and the baskets on their backs are filled with raw ore like coal.

Along the way, Richard saw many workshops. The prisoners poured the excavated black soil into the mold, then tamped it with an iron hammer, and then grilled it on the fire that was also burned by the prisoners. When the mold was opened, the black soil became a square black raw ore. In other workshops, the raw ore would undergo different processes to refine it and eventually turn into black square bricks with metallic luster. In addition, some pink crystals would be produced. Judging from the prisoners' expressions, they obviously valued these crystals more.

The black square bricks will be transported to the town in the middle of the Black Valley. Richard stopped a transport convoy, allowing Iroy to deal with the escort of the immortal warrior, and then took out a shaped black brick from the car and looked at it. The black bricks were as smooth as a mirror and could clearly reflect the human face. But strangely, the face inside was extremely distorted and painful. When he suddenly saw himself becoming like this, everyone was startled. Richard used his insight again. The power in the black brick could no longer be hidden. It turned out that there was also a lot of simple fear, pain and resentment. This was quite pure spiritual power, so everyone could see the distorted and painful self.

Richard held the black brick in his hand and looked at the extremely solemn and majestic deep black hall in the middle of the valley, which was hundreds of meters high, and pondered: "I seem to have seen it somewhere, or heard of such a place."

"On the fear plateau of hell, you can see similar scenes at any time. The hell level with the theme of fear, pain and resentment is the most common, and the number is so large that you can't count it." Naiyou said.

Richard glanced at Naiyou and did not ask her why she was so familiar with hell.

Whether it was the workshop or the village town, most of the prisoners in it were dull and numb. Even when they saw Richard, they did not react at all. They didn't know how long they had survived, nor how many times they had experienced the process of death and resurrection. Richard asked Bruno and Essin one by one, but they could not get any answers. In the end, Iro came up with a solution. He directly ignited a prisoner with the flame of divine power. This was a more painful experience than death. The prisoner screamed immediately. The other prisoners finally showed fear, noticed Richard's existence, and began to answer questions. Unfortunately, they had obviously experienced torture for too long that most of their reason and memory were missing. After walking through several villages and workshops, Richard found out some news about Bruno, while Essin had no news.

In a village, Richard unexpectedly saw the birth of a new life. It was a woman. She was in her seventies or eighty years old when she looked at her face. The place where she gave birth was in the square of the village. Dozens of prisoners and two supervisors lived in the village were watching. Richard and others also squeezed into the crowd. The prisoners and even the supervisors did not respond. They were just watching the woman in pain. After a moment, a new life was born.

This is a baby, with black air wrapped around his body, his little face twisted in distortion, crying in great pain, but he could not hear any sound. However, Richard's body suddenly shook because he "heared" the baby's crying, which was an indescribable sound, a collection of pain and despair. Every crying sound was like a sharp iron chisel, hitting Richard's soul one by one. This child had a natural powerful soul, but was born to immerse himself in the deepest pain. For many devils and evil creatures who eat pain as their food, the child's crying was supreme delicacy.

This child has the same strong vitality, which means that he can live for a long time and suffer for a long time. Perhaps for him, pain is already an innate instinct.

Seeing the baby born safely, the prisoner and the supervisor showed ecstasy on their faces. One supervisor immediately stepped forward and picked up the baby, while the other supervisor couldn't wait to pounce on the woman who had just given birth. The woman was dying, but in the dark valley, she might not be able to die at all. There were men and women among the prisoners, and they seemed to have received silent orders and immediately began to get married.

Richard frowned and had to close the baby's crying, which made it easier, and then said, "This is how the painful souls of the great devils in hell love to eat."

"No, they have to torture other creatures or seduce creatures from other planes to sacrifice their souls, so that there will be painful souls to enjoy. So in this sense, this place is more evil than the pain hell. I have only seen souls that can produce natural pain in very few places. You won't want to go in those places for a second time." Naiyou said seriously.

This time, without waiting for Richard to give orders, Iro waved his hands, and a sacred fire pillar appeared from the ten meters of the air and poured silently onto the supervisor holding the baby, igniting him and the newly born painful baby. In the sacred flame, the supervisor and the baby were struggling and roaring desperately. The baby's crying was even more penetrating, and it forced the break through Richard's shield and stabbed his soul. Fortunately, its crying did not last long, and its body turned into white ashes in the sacred flame. The ashes turned into black soil immediately absorbed by the black soil, while the remaining ash of the baby was not tolerated by this land, leaving a miserable white mark on the ground.

The tingling pain in Richard's soul finally disappeared, so he let out a long sigh and said, "It's okay... Huh."

He suddenly discovered that his talent for insight actually captured a little power of rules from the baby's crying. No wonder his crying was so irresistible, and Richard's talent for wisdom was fully activated and he began to try to establish a system that could describe this new rule. This is the fourth fragment of the rule that Richard caught.

PS: There are always some people who are unwilling to compromise, so they are on the stake. I feel that I can still handle the chapter tomorrow at noon.
Chapter completed!