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Mazekin folded his hands in front of his chest and looked at Solomon, who was soaked in blood and most of his clothes were stained. His left arm had begun to grow, but at a much slower rate, which also meant that he was no longer immortal. That terrifying The curse is being broken, and he is no longer the judge who has walked the world for four thousand years.

The eagle-like eyes on Solomon's gloomy face were staring at Mazekin. He remained silent as he was still brewing a plan to kill Mazekin.

Yes, even if he is no longer the judge, he is still a madman. His long life has no other pursuits except belief in God. He is an empty shell, a puppet that is more blindly obedient than an angel.

If Adam bowed at the feet of God in fear and cowardice, then Solomon, a descendant of Adam, was the idiot who took the initiative to become the angel's blade. He could even kill his father without hesitation, and in fact, he did Did it.

"I'm not your enemy, Solomon." Mazekin finally spoke, "Neilon didn't lie, otherwise Lilim would never have stood on the devil's side. You should know this."

Mazekin was actually very surprised. She thought she had to fight the inner dragon to enter the First Fallen's base camp in the human world, but Etrigan showed up. The demon who had betrayed Chen Yu and was the right-hand man of the First Fallen actually showed up. Taking the initiative to join Mazekin's side, he even said that he had been waiting for a long time.

Etrigen's mother is also waiting in secret, and they will all become members of the rebel army.

Before that, Etrigan had already established an alliance with Neilong, and the flatterer who once crawled at Lucifer's feet finally revealed his dark ambitions.

"It's none of my business!" Solomon squeezed out these words through his teeth. "You are all sinners. Lilim is the filthy product of Lilith and the devil. Your existence is a sin! Our Lord has mercy on the common people. He allowed you to live in this world, but today, mercy will be withdrawn through my hands! You and the inner dragon will be judged! So will the First Fallen! He will be..."

"Solomon, you are in hell. Where is the final destination of the power you used and your so-called judgment?" Mazekin was not angered. She knew that this was Solomon's strategy. He hoped that Mazekin would choke him angrily. His neck, even though he lost one arm and the other was twisted, he still had teeth and blood, and he could still use blood spells.

Even if there is only a little bit left of this madman, he will try to turn the tide.

As the saying goes, if you are afraid of being overbearing, you will risk your life. Mazekin knows this truth. She cannot die yet. Her resentment and dreams will never lose to Solomon's fanatical belief.

The most important thing is... Mazekin still wants to see Lucifer. She wants to look that bastard directly in the eyes. She wants Lucifer to tell her personally that he doesn't love her at all. She wants him to tell her personally that he doesn't love her at all. Go to hell.

Not as a slave, but as an equal.

"Where will your judgment take the soul?" Mazekin looked at Solomon, "This is the place where sins are judged. Solomon, don't you understand? You have actually been working for hell! This is your responsibility, The meaning of your existence! You are just like me, don’t forget, I was also the torturer of hell!”

Solomon's eyes moved slightly, and the extremely subtle changes were captured by Mazekin. She knew that she had grasped Solomon's handle, and the seeds of doubt had begun to take root and sprout.

But it needs to be faster, and the bewitching must be completed while Solomon is still worthy of being used.

After all, Solomon held the power to weaken the First Fallen.

"What about you, Mazekin?" Solomon finally asked, "You also want to fight for the authority of hell?"

"No." Mazekin shook his head, "I am the war leader of Lilim. Now... I may still be the leader of Lilim. Briadach is dead, and my brother... he died for the survival of the entire multiverse. So you see, what we are facing now is a battle for survival, a total war for all souls. Our enemy is the Wild Hunt, Odin, and the one who is above Odin... Destruction. Do you only fight for the dead? Solomon, true justice is to fight for the living! The balance of hell cannot be broken, and the city of silver cannot fall! I never peek at the authority of hell, what I want, mine What the tribesmen want is the meaning of existence and a paradise home! What crime do we... have?"

Solomon was silent. He stared at Mazekin without blinking. He saw no signs of lies. He could see ambition and desire, but he did not see the dark, greedy and corrupt heart of Neilong.

"Perhaps you know the person I am loyal to now, yes, I am loyal to a mortal, a mortal who once held the authority of hell, a mortal who Lucifer personally handed over the authority." Mazekin put down his arm and walked to Solomon's In front of her, she took out the dagger and put it on the top of her palm. "Lilim's army of millions will fight for him, and the powerful dukes in hell will also fight for him. Now, if you delay a little longer, the First Fallen will fight for him." You will take one step closer to the City of Silver! Choose, Solomon, the end of creation is not the will of God, and the end is not a righteous judgment! All souls will disappear, you will return to nothingness, and everything will be empty!"

Solomon raised his head, and the fierce light in his eyes disappeared temporarily, "Where is Neilong? He and Etrigen are planning to usurp the throne."

"No, Etrigen is on my side." Mazekin showed a sinister smile for the first time. "This bastard has been hiding for a long time. He has always been a secret move! He is the son of Belial, and he has a simple and honest appearance. Hidden underneath is an extremely insidious and cunning heart!”

In fact, Mazerkin did not understand Etrigen's motives. He had gotten rid of the body of Jason Blood, and he had also released the blood contract set by Merlin. He was now free. Maybe he also wants to take advantage of the chaos to seize the throne of Hell, but if he defeats the First Fallen, he will face an army of millions of Lilim and more armies of the Duke of Hell. He has no chance of winning.

"This is only temporary, Mazekin." Solomon finally said, "I will not accept your favor, never! This world has lost faith for too long, and when the dawn comes again, I will still walk on the path I must On the way! Now, give me your blood!"

Under the excited gaze and victorious smile, Mazekin cut open her palm. She pressed her hand on Solomon's chest, and then said softly, "You will receive the gift of Lilith's bloodline, Solomon, You will know that we are all the same, our flesh and blood, our souls, except for our changes. Lilim is always free, maybe we have always been in exile, but we will not be defined or bound, we have choices Freedom, this is our only treasure, our pride, you cannot judge us, the only one who can judge us is ourselves! And I have already made a judgment..."

Solomon listened silently, his arms and wounds were healing rapidly, and Lilim's blood was flowing in his body.

"We are innocent." Mazekin declared coldly.