The Lord of Hell

Chapter 2966 Beelzebub

"No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. We cannot let it go."

Andrew said: "After I finish dealing with the few things on hand, I will go to the horror movie to collect the world's favor and look for information about the devil. The devil in this world is hiding very deeply.

Speaking of the Devil, I just got the mark that can summon Beelzebub, I will go talk to him later. By the way, how are Tony and Dr. Doom doing?"

"Mr. Stark and his team are looking for Dr. Doom's research institute, but they haven't found it. Dr. Doom and his team should be planning some big plan. There is no conflict between the two sides at the moment."

Alice said: "The actions of both parties are now gradually deviating from the script, but the main thread is still there."

"Let them continue to fight. I'm just watching the show."

Andrew shook his head and waited quietly. Not long after, Chloe came back and told him about Calder and the Wizarding Council.

"Mr. Wang, I'm sorry. I wanted to spend more time with you and express my gratitude, but I can't do that now. I have to deal with these things right away."

Chloe said apologetically: "Don't worry, I will keep my promise. In the future, I will help you solve all your troubles, whether in the wizarding world or in the human world."

"It's okay. Just go ahead and do your work. If you need help, you can come to me. I know Tony Stark very well and can ask him to help you."

Andrew laughed, and Chloe complained: "Are you sure you two really know each other? You're trying to steal people from Stark Group every day."

"Isn't this normal? These days, the people who get cheated are the ones they know."

Andrew smiled, and then Chloe said goodbye. She returned to the wizarding world with a bit of excitement, a bit of trepidation, and a bit of confidence, and began her legendary life as the new Witch Queen.

Andrew shook his head, took a step forward, and went directly to Plague Mountain. At the same time, he left an illusion in the room. Unless the red-dressed beauty came in person, no one would be able to see through his disguise.

It has been eight hundred years since Andrew last came to Plague Mountain. The mountain has not changed much, except that there are many more crows. It looks very gloomy and scary, and even feels bone-chillingly cold.

There is no way. The war eight hundred years ago, coupled with the Witch Queen's plague ability, made this mountain extremely barren. Therefore, it has not been developed. In addition, people from the Vatican have been prohibiting others from entering this mountain to avoid any accidents.

Andrew came to the place where the witch queen was killed. Then, he took out the golden mark and threw it to the ground. The mark merged with the residual breath in the soil and began to summon the real owner of the mark.

Soon, the mark turned into a shadow, the shadow of the devil Beelzebub of hell. When He saw Andrew, He was shocked and asked, "Who are you? Why do you have the mark I gave to the Witch Queen? Where is the Witch Queen?"

"You can call me the King of Superpowers."

Andrew said, "Beelzebub, the Lord of Hell, I have a lot of questions for you. I wonder if you can answer them?"

"Questions? Sure, as long as you sacrifice a human soul to me, I can answer any question. However, the starting price is ten souls."

Beelzebub said very straightforwardly that he didn't care how Andrew got the golden seal, he only cared about how many souls he could get.
Moreover, once Andrew begins to offer sacrifices, Beelzebub will have many ways to erode Andrew's soul. At that time, Andrew will become his next spokesperson and obtain more souls for him on earth.

Andrew asked, “What if I don’t want to give my soul, but I want to know the answer?”

Beelzebub looked at Andrew as if he were a fool, and he said, "Don't tell me you're going to rob me, I'll die of laughter."

“I really have this plan.”

Andrew said, Beelzebub snorted coldly: "Humans nowadays really know how to tell jokes. Don't you know that the devil cannot be blasphemed?"

Along with Beelzebub's shout, a terrifying aura enveloped Andrew. The crows on the mountain were frightened and fled madly, forming a black mass.

This world has limitations. The demons cannot take the initiative to attack humans and can only act through agents. However, if humans provoke them, they can fight back. After all, they are demons.

Unfortunately, this momentum was useless to Andrew. He said, "Thou shalt not blaspheme? I haven't heard of it. It seems that if I don't beat you up, you will definitely not answer my questions properly."

Beelzebub was so angry that he laughed. However, he did not act rashly because the other party could easily block his threat and was obviously not an ordinary person. He shouted, "Human, are you provoking me?"

"You're so annoying. You're really embarrassing the Demon King. Since you won't attack, I'll take the initiative to find you."

Andrew had a look of disgust on his face. He waved his hand and a space portal appeared out of thin air. Then he walked into the portal and came to Beelzebub's territory. The reason he could open the portal was because he had just locked Beelzebub's position.

Beelzebub was shocked when he saw Andrew coming in. "How is this possible? You can actually lock my position from a distance, and forcibly teleport to my world?"

"What's going on in this hell of yours? Why does the devil live in such a small, desolate annex?"

Andrew looked puzzled. Beelzebub's location was not in hell, but in a small space attached to hell. To be honest, this was very strange. It was like the owner of the castle living in the servant's room.

"No wonder the middlemen are in hell and can't find the devil. It turns out this is the reason."

Andrew narrowed his eyes, his intuition told him that this matter might be related to that powerful being, because only that powerful being could force the demons to leave hell.

What, the demon kings left voluntarily? Haha, do you believe it? The demon kings can only exert their strongest strength in hell.

"This has nothing to do with you."

Beelzebub snorted, raised his hand, and hundreds of powerful demons surrounded Andrew. Then, he said, "You may have some ability, but you dare to enter my world. You are simply courting death."

"That's it?"

Andrew looked at the hundreds of demons and complained, "You are too shabby, aren't you? Any boss of a listed company has more subordinates than you. I, the king of superpowers, am willing to call you the shabbyest demon king."

"Nonsense, there are demon kings who are shabbier than me, right?"

Beelzebub said angrily, and Andrew complained: "So you also know that you are shabby?"

"kill him."

Beelzebub couldn't help it and shouted loudly. Hundreds of demons raised their weapons at the same time and rushed towards Andrew fiercely.

"Superpower, repulsion."

Andrew sneered. He raised his hand and a circular repulsive wave whizzed out, blowing away all the demons. Then, he waved at Beelzebub: "Superpower, gravity."

Beelzebub flew towards Andrew uncontrollably. He roared, and a large amount of black light flew out of His body, transforming into ghostly demons with fangs and claws, attacking Andrew.

"Repulsion, attraction."

Andrew used two superpowers at the same time, and the ghost demons were torn to pieces under the influence of the two forces. Even Beelzebub felt extremely uncomfortable.

Andrew's application of supernatural powers never involves just the surface. Whether it is repulsion or gravity, he can control it in detail.

Beelzebub's current situation is that his head is repelled, his torso is attracted, his palms are repelled, his arms are attracted... Not only that, the repulsion and attraction can also be converted into each other, which makes it very difficult for Beelzebub to fight against.

"You are so weak."

Seeing that Beelzebub couldn't even block his 'normal A' level attack, Andrew couldn't help but shook his head. The Demon King of this world was not only down and out, shabby, but also pitifully weak.

How should I put it? He doesn't look like a demon king at all. Instead, he looks like a knockoff.

Andrew did not use any combination of superpowers, did not summon thousands of real hands, and did not use the power of speech. He just used ordinary superpower attacks, of course, just 'normal attacks'.

Andrew's words made Beelzebub extremely angry. He roared, and his whole body turned into countless flies, rolling towards Andrew with a green cloud of plague.

Andrew sneered, and all the gravity and repulsion disappeared, replaced by terrible gravity. All the flies were pressed to the ground. Then, the ground collapsed madly, and even the space was distorted.

Under such horrible gravity, the flies were crushed one after another. Beelzebub's face changed, and he hurriedly controlled the flies to merge together again, struggling to resist the gravity.

Andrew shook his head and pressed his palm down. Beelzebub continued to sink, and blood clotted in many places on his body. It was because his body was crushed.

After this severe blow, Beelzebub was not angry. Instead, he laughed despite the gravity: "Human, you are indeed very strong, but your biggest mistake is to underestimate me. I am the Demon King. How dare you underestimate me?"

"Is this what you're talking about?"

Andrew raised his hand, and there was a strange transparent fly flying between his fingers. This transparent fly was very strange, and it kept spinning between his fingers, as if it was lost - spatial ability: labyrinth magic.

Andrew said, “Beelzebub, you confronted me head on, but secretly controlled this fly to attack me.

This fly not only possesses the power of space, but also contains the strongest plague in you. Once the fly touches me, I will die, right?"

Beelzebub's laughter suddenly stopped, and he shouted in disbelief, "How did you know?"

"Because I can see the future. Okay, just kidding. It's not that I can't see it, but you are not qualified to make me open my eyes to the future."

Andrew said: "Beelzebub, next, you have two choices. One is to be beaten by me, tortured with various instruments, and then surrender miserably.

Another one, you surrender right now, and we'll drink tea, chat, and spend a pleasant afternoon together. Well, it's a good thing it's afternoon, if it's evening, it's easy to be misunderstood. "

Beelzebub looked at Andrew with gnashing teeth, but he felt despair in his heart because the gap was too big and he was completely crushed.

(End of this chapter)