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Chapter 25 In Hell (asking for uniform subscription, monthly ticket) ()

The only thing that gives Yitans some relief is that the Lord of the Underworld, Sano, is a seemingly evil existence. Apart from being a little indifferent, he is surprisingly easy to get along with. It's just that he is obviously a skeleton, but he always likes to let him go to some places where he is not involved. In the place of war, go get some pure hell water and dust mixed with hell stone, mix them in a certain proportion to form a cup of light red water that Sano calls the source of hell, and bring it to him. He is very happy. Like to drink this thing that looks so scary and weird in Etans. .biqugev

Of course, Yitans has other things to do besides that. Now he leads an army of the underworld and kills the armies of the underworld every day.

Eatans, a former working youth and later a superhero, was once an enthusiast obsessed with military games, and his skills were quite good. He almost started a career in gaming with this. Unfortunately, his layouts were rather unconstrained, and his ideas were always unreliable. Being limited by the rules of the game made him feel awkward, and his lack of quick awareness prevented him from embarking on this path.

But today's underworld army allows him to realize all kinds of ideas, so facing the hell inland army that has not fought for who knows how many years, he has achieved good results.

However, the hell armies that often invade other dimensions are held back by the main force of the underworld. Although the underworld army suffered heavy losses in the face of these hell armies, the main force of the underworld that can continuously regenerate finally held them back.

Itans nodded to Sano and responded a little tiredly: "It's okay where I am. I have already cleaned up one hell world and am starting to attack another hell world."

"Hmm... I remember that the area you set your sights on belongs to Beelzebub."

Sano pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.

After Beelzebub heard this, he roared again and again, and the terrifying magic power boiled. Sano grabbed the chain of the underworld that was connected to him and pulled hard, and the hell king stopped. This was Sano strengthening the restraint. , but it can only last for a while, otherwise if possible, Sano is willing to use this method every day to make the most annoying Beelzebub unable to speak, because even the other annoying Mephisto, It was only when I was tired of resisting that I told him a lot of useless things.

Moreover, Mephisto's words are full of the charm of language for Sano. The words are full of sincerity, but when combined together, they are a dozen sets of lies.

Usually, Sano's only pleasure was talking with Mephisto. At first, he listened, but then after he became proficient in deducing the logic of Mephisto's lies in his mind, he started talking to Mephisto. Until now, It can be said that he is already as good as Mephisto in single-round deception.

During the thousand years of accelerated time in hell, he and Mephisto even developed a strange friendship.

It's probably the kind of thing where you want to fuck me to death, and I want to fuck you to death, but it doesn't prevent us from being friendly when nothing happens.

Itans looked at the six Hell Lords very indifferently. Although he was frightened when he knew who they were at first, after watching them for decades, he felt that it was just like that. But strangely, he did not He didn't feel any change in his character, nor could he feel the passage of time. He wondered about this and asked Sano. The answer he got was that he was not complete at this time, but a part of the whole. In his soul Part of it was taken away by Sosi, the master of the Hall of Valor. It was also at that time that he also learned the will of the Hall of Valor, the true name of the root lord.

Looking at the hell kings who were mostly calm except Beelzebub, Yitansi understood that although it seemed that the underworld had a great advantage and the leaders were all trapped, in fact the only leader in the underworld was Sano. One, at least as far as he knew.

"Then please leave first. I hope to see you next time and you can win another world."

It's so easy, the whole world has become a small target... Itans sighed and thought, then nodded calmly and said: "Okay."

But it wasn't originally that difficult. At least he had someone who could conquer a world territory.

After handing the light red Source of Hell to Sano, he bent down, turned around and left in a hurry.

"He's really a good kid. Although Beelzebub, a fool, sent all his main forces to other dimensions, the remaining strength is pretty good. That kid has some talent."

After Etans left, Mephisto showed a faint smile and said like a peaceful old gentleman, but at this time, because he continued to use his own strength to resist the erosion of the chain of the underworld, the discoloration on his face caused The evil spirits destroyed his peace.

"Mephisto, these worlds are just for training."

Sano's hollow and dead voice was equally indifferent, and then he took a sip of the source of hell. Mephisto kept staring at his skull until Sano put down the cup. Mephisto sighed: "No matter how many times I looked at it, , I still don’t understand how you can give people a feeling of enjoyment with your skeleton, is that damn thing in your hand so magical?”

"Maybe you can use your wisdom and think about it seriously."

Sano still didn't show any emotion and still spoke slowly.

Mephisto's voice showed helplessness and said: "I can't think of it. Why do you, such a magical guy, have to tie us down? With your status, you can definitely become the seventh Lord of Hell. We can only Stop me, why are you in a stalemate with us? There is plenty of room in the desolate land of hell to accommodate your underworld army. Don’t say you don’t know, you can only stalemate with us now, even if you use that disgusting method, you can only trap us. That’s it. If we coexist peacefully, your power can completely evolve to a point where it is even stronger than it is now.”

"I am the master of the underworld. Although the underworld is destroyed, I am still its master. In the last era, I maintained the order of the underworld and kept the peace of the dead. Now that I have returned, how can I be allowed to coexist with you beings who play with souls?"

Samael suddenly said: "Why don't we just stay away from each other forever?"

Mephisto laughed deeply and said, "Samael, you boring and manic guy, when did you travel to the human world?"

Sano also looked at Samael with eyes filled with infinite darkness.

Samael's face was only slightly less handsome than Lucifer. Instead of black wings, there were burning fire feathers behind him, and there were ferocious goat horns on his head. His eyes were completely red, but he said calmly at this time: "Mortal souls can also talk. I listened to a few words without incident."

"It's just my persistence."

Although Sano's voice was still indifferent, several of his hell kings calmed down, including Beelzebub. They could feel the existence of a pseudo-personality in Sano, and his power was full of order. He had completely Assimilated with the underworld, it is the embodiment of the origin of the underworld.