The withered men seemed to have no combat ability at all.
After Julius Reed left, they slowly got up, continuing to walk toward the door like unconscious zombies.
They walked through the scarlet door.
Julius Reed couldn't help but stand still in shock.
Before him, it was truly a hell on earth!
Suspended in the air were chains, each chain hanging a person upside down.
Beneath them were boiling cauldrons of oil.
Around them, there was a group of withered people, just like those outside the door.
These withered people operated like machines, woodenly carrying on their actions.
They slowly lowered the chains, dipping the people hanging below into the boiling oil!
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
The sound of frying echoed everywhere!
The people above seemed dead, entirely motionless.
But once submerged in the oil, they started to struggle violently!
Of course, this only lasted for a brief moment before the corpses stopped struggling altogether.
