Katrina's POV
When I was thrown into Hell, there was a moment of despair. Seeing those bloodthirsty demons and ghost warriors, I even suspected that all of them were unreal.
The attacks on every floor tortured me and rebuilt me.
This was the last floor. I saw that the blood dripping from above gradually solidified into blood pillars. Then I looked at my seriously injured body. I didn't know if I could survive this time.
They looked at me as if they were looking at a weak ant. They even laughed vulgarly, "Judging from her looks, she might not even be able to endure it once."
"That's right. I thought that the person who had frightened the guys on the eight floors above was powerful. I didn't expect that it would be a woman with a perfect figure. Hahaha, this makes me unwilling to hit he
