The sun in the evening gradually slipped into the horizon, and the faint shadow of the moon showed the tip of the moon on the horizon.
At the moment when Asa was in a daze, another white light flashed in front of his eyes, but this time he caught a figure in the white light, a tall silver-haired man...
The white picture flickered faster and faster, and the shadow of the silver-haired man slowly pieced together into dynamic pictures.
The shadow became clearer and clearer, Asa's head seemed to be poured into lead water, heavy and numb, until...
"Boom!"
The tall man with blood in his hands fell to the ground with a crash, and the bound people in the yard instantly regained their freedom.
"Quick, tie him up, where's the ready box?" the wax figure maker shouted, "Quick, quick! What if he wakes up again in a while! That's the chance Ms. Aveline bought with her life." Be quick, and send him to Jerusalem before dawn!"
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The man lying on the ground allowed himself to be moved unconsciously, his blond hair was stained with dust on the ground, but it was still dazzling.
Hanni is an attendant in the meeting room of hell. In fact, few people come here because this is the special meeting room for the seven monarchs of hell.
And those big men haven't had a meeting since the last war.
At least I didn't come here for a formal meeting.
But he was very nervous today, because the seven His Highnesses had a meeting, and the discussion was still...
He stood by the pillar with some trepidation, pretending to be calm and glanced at His Highness Lucifer and His Highness Satan Ye who were sitting on one side of the round table.
These two are adults who live in a simple way, and their exposure rate is far less than that of the other five His Royal Highnesses, but their prestige is indeed beyond the reach of the other five.
Although he was nervous, Hanni still had the courage to look at the two of them. Especially His Royal Highness Satan Ye, the legendary ten thousand year old virgin...
In fact, there is no way to figure out who the rumor came from, but that incident was described vividly by all the people in hell.
Hanni glanced at Lilith, who was the farthest from Samael, with a strange look.
This female Highness once tried to seduce His Highness Satan Ye, but was imprisoned in the abyss of hell by the other party with a dark surge of illusion.
As for how it came out in the end, no one knows...
However, this incident became the most embarrassing thing for Her Royal Highness Lilith, after all, she once threatened that no one could resist her charm.
His Royal Highness Samael, who doesn't understand style, is extremely unpopular with women in hell, and alluring female monsters prefer passionate men, just like His Royal Highness Azazel.
And it is not for nothing that Satan Ye and Lucifer will become the most prestigious highnesses in hell.
Residents of other heavens dream of immigrating to the sixth and seventh heavens where the economy is developed and the law and order are perfect, especially the residents of the third heaven managed by Her Highness Lilith.
Everyone in hell knew that Her Highness Lilith never cared about the life and death of the residents of the territory, and that the third heaven was the place with the most backward economy and the most barren land.
As for what Her Royal Highness Lilith is thinking, almost all the citizens of hell know.
Today's meeting was initiated by her...
"The owner of the evil eye has been expelled by God, and our chance has come."
The woman with a graceful figure was only wearing a thin gauze dress. Lilith, known as the most beautiful woman in hell, sat crookedly on the edge of the round table and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "The heavens have been suppressing us since the last war, and now the evil The eye has been lost, it's time for us to get back a round."
Abaddon, the ruler of the fifth heaven, leaned on his chair. After hearing the words, he glanced sideways at Lilith and said in a frivolous tone, "Lost? You can be sure that when the horn of war is sounded, that boy Sariel will not suddenly Come back?" He raised his chin and pointed to the corner of the conference room, "Besides, do you think we don't know about this kind of news? You called us for a meeting today, isn't it because of this?"
"Of course I have more important things. Besides..." Lilith smiled meaningfully, "Come back? An angel who was exiled by the heavens and hated by the people of hell, what qualifications does he have to come back?" , looked at Abaddon vaguely,
"Besides, the situation is different this time."
Abaddon frowned, and after distinguishing the expression on Lilith's face, he shrugged and asked, "Oh? Let's hear it."
"The last battlefield was in the Desolate Realm, and that place is the closest to the moon." Lilith swiped the void on the round table with one hand, a piece of blood-red land was suspended in mid-air, and the sky above the earth exposed by the scorching sun was distorted and deformed Air, "And this, is the opportunity this time." Lilith smiled proudly.
"This is..." Abaddon was taken aback, his long and narrow eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Lilith in astonishment, "Derivative World?" Azazel.
The other party just raised his chin slightly, narrowed his eyes and looked at the illusion mirror in mid-air, and didn't make any strong reaction.
After seeing Abaddon's reaction, Lilith looked around at the people around the round table, pursed her lips with some pride, "That's right, it's the Derivative Realm! Hell and God Realm have always been two parallel interfaces, and there's an unstoppable line in the middle." The vast void barrier across, and the derived interface is the only connection between the two continents."
Azazel suddenly smiled, his long and narrow eyes looked frivolous, but his deep purple pupils were shining brightly, "I don't know how long it will take for the Derivative Realm to appear? My ears are already ringing with the sound of war." The horn is coming, the demons of hell may have sharpened their swords."
Abaddon frowned and looked at Lucifer, with a slight hint of inquiry in his voice, "The Derivative Realm can allow angels who are tired of the God Realm to fall into the human world. Does Your Excellency Lucifer support war?"
Lucifer, who was caressing the silver ring on his thumb, lowered his eyelids slightly, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of darkness, "I just led an army of millions of angels across the land of the derivative world, and fell here, looking for the truth in my heart. "Slightly hoarse voice, calm and unable to hear emotions, "I have no problem with the war. Some people can only be seen by the war."
Samuel raised his head slightly, squinting his eyes and staring at the dark red land. His originally frowning brows were loosened after Abaddon finished speaking. He lowered his head slightly and curled his lips and said, "War? I I don't have any objections, nothing can be broken, something needs to be changed." The pupils hidden under the silver-white hair glanced at Lilith.
Mammon blew on the obsidian ring on her middle finger and said casually, "I don't like war, war will make my business plummet."
The joy on Lilith's face faded away, her beautiful eyes turned twice and then fixedly looked at Mammon, "War fortune can make you richer, think about those treasures looted from the God Realm."
Milton is a wise man in hell, and unsmiling people always think more than others, "With the existence of the derivative world, it is no longer a question of whether we want to start a war." The man in the black-striped robe crossed his fingers into a The minaret, the fine lines at the corners of the eyes gradually deepened, "The Derivative Realm lasted for hundreds of years before fading, and the current fallen angels in hell are almost all products of that period."
"You mean..." Abaddon froze for a moment, then stood up abruptly, "Snatch the Derivative Realm?"
Milton nodded, and his gray pupils, Furui, scanned the crowd calmly, "The only medium that connects the two continents, even if we don't fight for it, the God Realm may not be able to hold back."
As soon as the words came out, the huge conference room fell silent instantly.
Hanni's back was a little stiff when they talked about war. Of course, he knew what war meant. It meant that the people of hell who had been suppressed by the gods had a chance to rise again, and it meant that the proud angels would humble the monsters. head!
As a native hell monster, Hanni's warlike factor in his blood will not be wiped out by boring work. The desire for war instantly overwhelmed the monotonous and comfortable life of today.
His heart couldn't help beating wildly, but the final result could not be produced until all His Royal Highnesses voted.
Slightly refraining from the excitement in his heart, Hanni peeked at the round table in the middle of the conference room. The seven His Royal Highnesses had different expressions, but without exception they were all thinking about something...
war war!