God and Demon Killing Platform: I can summon the gods of China

The cold wind did not stop, and the nauseating stench became stronger and stronger, almost enveloping him. Fear was like a poisonous snake wrapped around his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. In the darkness, he heard the sound of iron chains being dragged, the harsh sound echoed in the silent space, hitting his nerves again and again.

"Don't... don't come over here..." He was trembling, and his voice was so soft that even he couldn't hear it.

A cold hand grabbed his arm, roughly pulled him up from the ground, and dragged him forward. Zhang Cheng stumbled and stumbled, and there was still endless darkness in front of him. He could not see anything, but could only feel that the cold hand was holding him tightly like an iron clamp.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he was thrown heavily to the ground, and the cold, hard ground helped him regain some consciousness.

"Take him to the Blood Prison." A deep voice sounded above his head, with unquestionable majesty.

Blood Prison! Zhang Cheng's heart trembled. He had seen this name in the books of the demon clan. It was the place where the Blood Night Demon Clan used to imprison and torture their enemies. It was said that no one who entered could come out alive.

The cell door was opened, and a stronger stench of decay, mixed with the smell of blood and a nauseating stench, hit him in the face. Zhang Cheng resisted the nausea in his stomach and was roughly pushed in.

With a "bang", the cell door was slammed shut and darkness swallowed him again.

"Zhang Cheng, we meet again." An old and cold voice sounded in the cell.

In the darkness, Zhang Cheng tried hard to see the speaker clearly, but he could only vaguely see a hunched figure sitting on a stone chair, holding a black cane in his hand. The top of the cane was inlaid with a blood-red gem, emitting a strange light.

"You are……"

"I am the elder of the Bloody Night Demon Family." The voice was full of arrogance and contempt. "You should know that we have been looking for you for a long time."

Zhang Cheng remained silent. He knew what the other party wanted from him, but he would never betray Karinda, even at the cost of his life.

"It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin." The elder sneered, slowly stood up, and walked in front of Zhang Cheng. "I have many ways to make you speak. I hope you can hold on to the end."

He waved his hand, and two burly demons walked out of the darkness behind him, holding all kinds of strange-shaped torture instruments in their hands, emitting cold light.

"Tell me, where is Clinda?" The elder's voice sounded in his ears like a death warrant.

Zhang Cheng clenched his teeth, said nothing, and looked at the other person firmly, as if to say: I will never give in!

A trace of anger flashed across the elder's face. He grabbed Zhang Cheng's hair, forced him to raise his head, and put the cane in his hand against his throat. He said in a cold tone: "This is your last chance, speak or not!"

Zhang Cheng's Adam's apple rolled, and he uttered a word with difficulty: "No..."

The elder's eyes narrowed into slits, and he exerted a little force with the crutch in his hand. Suddenly, a blood mark appeared on Zhang Cheng's neck, and blood slowly flowed down.

"It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin." The Blood Night Demon Family messenger beside him smiled coldly. He licked his lips, his eyes full of bloodthirsty excitement, "Elder, let me do it. I have many ways to make him speak."

The elder nodded and stepped aside, his cold gaze never leaving Zhang Cheng.

The Blood Night Demon Family messenger slowly walked towards Zhang Cheng. Suddenly, a ball of black flame appeared in his hand. The flame danced and made a sizzling sound, as if it was the fire from hell, burning everything to ashes...

The black flames rolled in the messenger's hands, like a poisonous snake, spitting out its tongue and emitting a terrifying breath. It had no temperature, but it brought a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the air seemed to solidify wherever it passed.

"Let me see how long you can keep being stubborn!" The messenger grinned and slowly brought the flame closer to Zhang Cheng's chest.

"Ah!" Zhang Cheng let out a painful roar, as if an ice blade had pierced his heart and then stirred wantonly in his body, freezing his blood, bones, and soul into ice. He felt his consciousness gradually blurring, and the world before his eyes became distorted, leaving only endless darkness and coldness.

"Tell me, as long as you tell me, I will set you free." The messenger leaned close to Zhang Cheng's ear and whispered in a low voice with a hint of temptation in his tone.

Zhang Cheng gritted his teeth and tried to keep the last bit of consciousness. He couldn't say it. Once he said it, it would be the end of Klinda, and those demons who trusted him and hoped that he could rescue them...

"It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin." The messenger sneered, and the flame in his hand suddenly surged, turning into countless tiny black flames and penetrating into Zhang Cheng's body.

"Ah!" Zhang Cheng felt as if his body was being torn apart as the pain became more intense. Every nerve was wailing and every cell was trembling. He wanted to faint, but he could not get rid of the endless pain.

After an unknown amount of time, the torture finally stopped. Zhang Cheng collapsed to the ground, like mud, with only his weak breathing proving that he was still alive.

"How is it? Have you thought it through?" The messenger looked down at him with a cold tone.

Zhang Cheng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with hatred and anger, but he was powerless to resist. He could only watch the other party and used up his last bit of strength to utter one word: "Kill... me..."

"Humph, you want to die? That's not that easy!" The messenger sneered, "I will make your life worse than death until you tell me what I want."

At this moment, a weak voice came from outside the cell: "Zhang Cheng, are you okay?"

Zhang Cheng's heart trembled, and he turned his head hard to look in the direction where the sound came from. He saw a bloody demon being escorted by two soldiers from the Blood Night Demon Family, walking towards this side with difficulty.

“I’m from Klinda’s tribe. We heard that you were captured, so we wanted to come and rescue you, but…” The demon said, with a look of pain and despair on his face, “We are too weak. We are no match for them…”

"You guys..." A warm feeling surged in Zhang Cheng's heart, but he also felt even more desperate. Even the last hope of the demon clan was shattered. How else could he save Clinda and escape from this hell?

"Hahaha, it seems you don't know your current situation yet." The messenger laughed and said, "I have sent people to hunt down Klinda. I believe there will be good news soon. When the time comes, I will see how you can still be stubborn!"

Zhang Cheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and a deep despair completely swallowed him...

Suddenly, there was a strange wave outside the cell, and a deep and majestic voice sounded in the cell: "Stop."

Everyone involuntarily turned their heads to look at the door of the cell, and saw a figure wearing a black robe and a mask, whose face could not be seen clearly, slowly walking in...

The arrival of the black-robed figure was like a gust of cold wind, instantly quieting the originally noisy cell. The people of the Bloody Night Demon Family looked at each other, not understanding the identity of this uninvited guest, let alone his purpose.

"Who are you?" the messenger asked vigilantly, black flames dancing in his hands, as if ready to attack at any time.

The man in black robe ignored the messenger. He walked straight to the cell and his eyes fell on Zhang Cheng. His eyes were deep and calm, as if he could see through everything.

"Du Yun!" Zhang Cheng, who was tortured to death, recognized the man in black the moment he saw him. He was the referee of the Galactic War, a powerful being with mysterious powers.

Du Yun nodded slightly, responding to Zhang Cheng's recognition. He turned around and faced the people of the Blood Night Demon Family, and said in a low and majestic voice: "I already know about your affairs."

"What do you want?" The messenger tried to remain calm, but there was a hint of panic in his tone.

Du Yun did not answer the messenger's question, but looked at Zhang Cheng again and said slowly: "Given your current condition, your hope of escaping is slim." He paused and continued: "Unless..."

"Unless what?" Zhang Cheng asked strugglingly, with a faint glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Unless you are willing to give up your beliefs and cooperate with them." Duyun's voice was still calm, but it struck Zhang Cheng's heart like a heavy hammer.

"Impossible!" Zhang Cheng refused without any hesitation. He could die, but he could not betray his beliefs, let alone sell out Klinda and the demons who trusted him.

Du Yun seemed to have anticipated Zhang Cheng's choice. He was not surprised. He just looked at Zhang Cheng deeply, then turned and left, leaving only one sentence echoing in the silent cell: "I hope you can hold on to the end..."

With Duoyun's departure, the cell fell into deathly silence again. Zhang Cheng collapsed to the ground helplessly, despair overwhelming him like a tide. He knew that he might really have to stay in this dark place forever.

He thought of his life on Blue Star, the days when he fought side by side with his comrades, and every detail of his meeting, knowing, and falling in love with Clinda... Those once beautiful memories were now like sharp blades, cutting his heart one by one.

"Kelinda, are you okay? I may... never be able to go back to see you again..." Zhang Cheng said silently in his heart, tears sliding down silently, leaving clear marks on his blood-stained face.

At this moment, Kelinda, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing in her heart, as if she had sensed something. She struggled to get up, but because of her severe injuries, she fell down again.

"Zhang Cheng, is that you? Where are you?" Kelinda's tears could not stop flowing, her heart was filled with worry and fear, "You must wait for me, I will definitely find you..."

A vague figure appeared in Klinda's mind. The figure gradually became clearer. It was Duyun. He shook his head at Klinda and moved his lips slightly. He seemed to be saying something, but it was unclear...

Clinda's tears fell like pearls from a broken string, and each drop carried a heavy weight of worry and fear. She could feel Zhang Cheng's despair, a chill that penetrated deep into her bones, as if it was going to swallow her whole. She struggled to get up, to go to Zhang Cheng's side, even if it was just to look at him from a distance and make sure he was still alive.

However, her body felt as heavy as if it was filled with lead, and the severe pain from the wound made her unable to move. She could only watch Du Yun's blurry figure gradually disappear in her mind. The silent shaking of his head and the inaudible words were like sharp blades, piercing her heart fiercely.

"No, I can't give up like this!" Kelinda bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying out loud. She endured the severe pain in her body and tried to gather her strength again. She wanted to stand up and go find Zhang Cheng. She couldn't let him face this endless darkness alone!

However, reality was cruel. No matter how hard she tried, her body could no longer support her to stand up. Despair surged like a tide, drowning her in endless darkness.

"Are... we really going to be defeated by fate like this?" Klinda closed her eyes weakly, tears welling up in her eyes again.

At the same time, in a distant interstellar prison, Zhang Cheng was also being swallowed by despair. Du Yun's words echoed in his mind over and over again like a spell. He knew that with his current strength, it was simply a fantasy to escape.

"Am I really going to be imprisoned in this hellish place forever?" Zhang Cheng leaned weakly against the cold wall, his heart filled with bitterness and despair.

At this moment, a strange energy wave suddenly appeared in the cell. Zhang Cheng opened his eyes suddenly and saw an old man in a gray robe appeared in front of him.

The old man smiled, looked at Zhang Cheng, and said slowly: "Don't worry, kid, I've been watching you..."