My Waste Husband novel Chapter 992

The Purgatory! It was such a horrifying and gloomy name.

"The King of the City of Hell, excuse me, the former King of the City of Hell. Does the Purgatory look similar to the City of Hell?"

Andrew laughed out loud and then walked into the wall opening.

After glancing at Sackcloth Visitor, Henry followed Andrew.

There was a narrow and dark passage inside of the wall. Henry couldn't see anything. He followed the sound of Andrew's footsteps.

"We call this the passage of life. Beyond this passage, you have forsaken the control of your life. If you are able to get back to this passage again, congratulations, you have regained your life."

The passage was not long. Henry felt that he had only walked for about five minutes when he saw the light shining ahead. As he moved forward, the blood in the air became stronger.

All of a sudden, a cold light suddenly appeared at end of the passage and flew straight to Henry.

Henry snorted. Instead of stepping back, he took a step forward and punched out.

It was dark, and Henry couldn't see what he was hitting. One thing he was sure, it wasn't Andrew.

He felt that his fist landed on something very hard.

Then, Henry heard an ear-piercing scream. It sounded like hysterical cawing from crows.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the thing that attacked Henry was thrown heavily on the wall of the passage.

Henry bolted toward the attacker. He moved as fast as an arrow that shook out from the bow.

Henry could tell the attacker was very strong. One thing he learned from his experience was never leaving a moment for attackers like this.

Under the dim light from the end of the passage, Henry finally got a look at the attacker. He was stunned by what he saw. The attacker was a less-than-one-meter-tall dwarf. He had a human face, but this face had disfigured. His nose was like an eagle's beak. The cold light Henry just saw wasn't caused by a metal weapon but by his arms.

He had the arms of a mantis. "Creak!"

The creature roared and swung his sickle-like arms at Henry. When the arms touched the stone wall, the wall was sliced up like a piece of tofu.

"Maybe it's easier for you to be dead!"

A cold snort rang out. Andrew flicked his fingers, and a gold needle flew out. It pierced through the monster's head.

The monster's sickle arm stopped thirty centimeters away from Henry.

Henry stared at the dead monster in front of him.