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Chapter 632 A Very Democratic Hell
he?
Mark remembered that she was the one he slapped to death.

She has pretty, straight blonde hair.

Not him.

Proctor said: "When the Hell Police Station goes to the world to perform tasks, it needs a carrier. The person you bombed is called Roy Pusifer, and he is the law enforcement officer of our third Hell Police Station."

Mark nodded calmly: "Really? Where is he now?"

Proctor pointed to a stone statue near the elevator entrance.

Mark glanced at Apophis.

Apophis' thick gothic eyes blinked.

Bang!
The stone statue shattered.

A cowboy wearing a cowboy hat in the style of the 80s sat on the ground and panted heavily.

Proctor hurried to Percival's side and helped him up.

"Oh, damn it, I'm only a finger away from that damned apple tree, and that's the biggest and reddest apple I've ever seen." Percival said in an out of tune tone: "I just said I shouldn't care Look at this matter, good intentions are not rewarded."

Apophis wanted to be angry.

Mark turned his head towards Apophis and shook his head.

Apophis' eyes narrowed into the appearance of the snake of the underworld, and the real body of the snake of the underworld began to manifest behind Apophis.

This is disrespectful.

Apophis wanted to swallow Percipher in one gulp.

After comforting the goth girl, Mark turned and looked at Proctor. Although he didn't speak, he obviously revealed a meaning, continue.

Proctor pointed to the top of his head and said: "When you first arrived here, the few big figures above could speak out and wipe out all the living dead and demons near National City."

Mark was expressionless.

curious?

A little bit.

But there was no surprise at all.

After all, he had been here before, and he didn't think it was surprising that the people here knew his origin.

Paused.

Mark said lightly: "Continue."

Proctor didn't speak but pointed to the same petrified stone statue at a circular turntable.

"Apophis."

"……clear."

The petrified person at the turntable was a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, with an ordinary appearance.

The middle-aged man broke away from the petrified state and was in a trance for ten seconds. Then he quickly came back to his senses and said to Mark who was sitting on the seat: "I am sent by the No. 38 Cosmic Hell Committee, and the committee is willing to accept Lord Lucifer. control."

Mark turned to look at Maizi.

What's happening here?
Maizi also shook his head incomprehensibly.

Will there really be a hell willing to accept the control of the underworld?
at this time.

Mark raised his eyebrows and blasted out the pentagram array that went out.

The portal opened above National City.

Through the portal, countless undead and all kinds of demons are clearly visible climbing towards the top floor of the Photon Bar building.

Mark's face darkened all of a sudden.

This is no longer a question of whether to provoke or not.

This is a real frontal slap in the face.

Proctor, who was also watching this scene, said: "Before you came, we were doing our best to hunt down the demons and the living dead who were going to National City..."

Proctor closed his mouth in the middle of his words.

no way.

Mark looked at her dangerously.

Maggie.

Mark was annoyed.

Is this putting all the responsibility on him?
"Apophis."

"exist."

"Time to work."

"understood."

Apophis nodded, took out the lollipop that hadn't melted in his mouth and handed it to Maizi.

Wheat took over.

When Laili saw this lollipop, she realized one thing.

This lollipop is not the legendary awesome lollipop at all.

It is a lollipop formed by superimposing countless twisted souls...

Apophis smiled slightly at Laris.

Lyris: "..."

boom!
Apophisti stepped into the portal while pulling her floral dress.

next second.

The real body of Apophis, the Serpent of Hades, instantly manifested in the sky above Earth 38, the moment the Serpent of Hades' head dipped into the clouds.

The sun disappears.

Darkness is coming!

A thin man who was hiding on the roof not far from the Photon Bar building directly sent a message to his army of the undead, saying: "Attack with all your strength."

"Roar!"

"Oh!"

"Ow!"

Following this command, the land near the Photon Bar seemed to have turned into a real hell.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it with the four words of a group of demons dancing wildly.

The superwoman Kara kept flying around the photon bar building, and her thermal vision kept bombarding all kinds of living dead and demons clinging to the outside of the building.

On the surface, the super-investigation department is also dispatched to clean up these undead and demons who have sneaked into the world from hell...

Mark stared at the situation on the roof of the building and looked at Maizi.

Maizi nodded and passed the lollipop made of evil spirits to Laris and said: "Be careful, don't let this lollipop escape, if it does, Apophis will get angry .”

Lailisi was just thinking about how the lollipop would run away.

But the moment she took over.

Bang.

The jet-black wings were directly stretched by Lailis, and Lailis looked at the lollipop in her hand in surprise.

The lollipop was no longer in her sight.

Instead, nearly 100 evil spirits roared and roared in her hands, wanting to escape.

Seeing this, Maizi smiled and immediately jumped out of the portal and fell from the sky while holding the devil's dagger in his backhand...

Mark looked at the scene of demons dancing outside and sneered twice, looked at the middle-aged man who claimed to be from the Hell Committee and Proctor from the Third Hell Police Station and said coldly: "It can make so many demons and the living dead escape. The control of hell is simply a miracle, I have seen many incompetent hells, but this is the first time I have seen someone as incompetent as you."

The middle-aged man did not speak.

So does Proctor.

What can they say?
Since the establishment of the Hell Reform Committee, the three basic rights of the dead have come to power.

The original Evil Tribunal has also become a so-called police station.

same.

The previous system of killing an evil spirit upon seeing it was also abolished, and replaced by the so-called three-step process of arrest, trial and imprisonment...

It's very...democratic.

but.

This shit is bullshit.

Mark glanced at the big golden wheel running above the police station and smiled, then looked at the middle-aged man who said he was under the control of the underworld and said indifferently: "Is it a joint decision or a part of your decision to accept the control of the underworld?"

"At the emergency hell meeting held yesterday, a total of 360 five members voted on this issue, 56 abstained, 230 agreed, and 79 opposed."

"It's very democratic." Mark smiled brightly.

"...Yes." The middle-aged man felt a bit of coldness under this smile...

(End of this chapter)