Superman's Journey

Chapter 173 Demon Messenger

In the sky, a group of demons are fighting for the position of the new great demon lord.

Even though Lincoln had already set up a barbecue grill on the flames of hell burning on the scorched earth not far below, they turned a deaf ear to them, and didn't pay attention to Lincoln and Rhubarb at all.

Until the yellow-haired, heroic Rhubarb rushed out from below.

oooo~
A howl that had never been seen in hell was caught off guard, and the demons were still a little dazed, when they saw a yellow figure rushing out, grabbing a horned demon and dragging it directly to the ground. on the ground.

The figure was so fast, and one bite was so powerful that they could clearly hear the cracking sound of the bones being bitten off.

Looking at the rhubarb that fell back to the ground with the demon whose neck was bitten off in its mouth, all the demons fell silent.

And when they saw Lincoln skillfully peeling and dicing a demon and putting it on the flames of hell for barbecue, they realized that the next two people might not be targeting the position of the great demon, but them as demons. .

They used to think that the lord Mikvay Gard's behavior of eating non-lower demons was bloody enough, but now looking at the man and dog staring at the barbeque and saliva, they realized that the one who came now is A truly brutal character.

fight?Also hit a hammer!

If I don't run now, I'm afraid that not all of them will become ingredients on the barbecue grill later!

Needless to say, all the demons just looked at each other and fled in all directions.

The billowing smoke dispersed, and their figures streaked across the sky like a rainbow, and flew into the distance like a meteor, but at the next moment, successive collisions sounded in the air.

One after another, the figures of demons slammed into the invisible barrier in midair.

Golden ripples spread across the barrier like ripples. Following the spread of the ripples, a group of demons found desperately that a half-buttoned ball completely locked them in the area centered on Lincoln.

They tried their best to bombard the translucent barrier time and time again.

However, the frivolous, foam-like barrier is always crumbling without the slightest gap, as if it is playing with them.

The demons from all directions gathered together again, looking at the man and dog feasting on the ground, their eyes were full of fear: "Big, my lord!"

"What's the big deal, keep fighting." Lincoln said without raising his head, "I haven't enjoyed it yet, keep fighting, and if you lose, come down and use it as food."

Winning does not necessarily mean living, and losing is immediately used as food. This cruel situation instantly drives the remaining demons away.

It is impossible to resist. They can't even beat the great demons of the past, let alone Lincoln who can hammer the great demons to death.

Now it seems that if you want to survive, you can only sell your former colleagues.

Maybe it would be nice to sell a few colleagues to others, and the remaining demons will survive, which is better than putting them all on the barbecue grill as ingredients under resistance.

The demons who are still alive here are all elites among demons who have abandoned propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame, and only have selfishness in their hearts.

When it comes to the spirit of sacrifice, they don't know anything, but when it comes to cheating and selling friends, each of them is a good hand!

After a short moment of silence, the battle resumed.

"Baba Mai, let's form an alliance!" The demon with hands like long knives said to the other demon: "If we form an alliance, we will be able to live better."

"Okay!" Bamati agreed without hesitation, and it quickly approached the long-knife demon, while agreeing loudly on its mouth, it stabbed its claws at the long-knife demon without hesitation. .

clang!
There was a buzzing sound, and the sharp claws and the long knife that were stabbing in the air collided together. There was a wicked smile on the faces of the two demons, and they separated without saying a word, and ran to the other demons again: "Let's form an alliance!"

Shouting to form an alliance in his mouth, he stabbed the knife out without hesitation in his hand, and if he encountered a bare back on the road, he would even hit it for a while, this is what the devil does.

But unlike before, this time, no one wanted to compete to be the sole winner, but instead made up their minds to put someone on the grill before anything else.

False alliances, betrayal, and backstabbing, even though the goal of the battle is so clear, those demons still played their best tricks and staged one dirty trick after another.

Such a method is really dismissive, but it has to be said that the effect is really good.

Before Lincoln finished eating the meat on the shelf, a bird-shaped demon was respectfully sent to another shelf that Lincoln rebuilt by several of his colleagues.

"My lord, we have already prepared the meat you want. When he was alive, Bamaiti liked to fly in the sky the most. The meat on his wings tastes the most delicious. Do you want us to pluck his hair for you? "

The devil who was cunning and cunning one moment turned into a smiling dog leg in front of Lincoln the next moment.

Looking at the huge bird-shaped demons they held in their hands, and looking at the dish dog rhubarb that hadn't been dealt with until now, Lincoln was silent for a while: "Chop off its wings, and brush it with the Orleans seasoning. Serve it when it’s cooked.”

"As for you." Lincoln glanced at the anxious demon, "I'm not a villain. If you buy your life with money, you can buy your own life with [-] souls."

"But my lord, the road to the earth is gone."

"Then replace it with the soul of the ghoul." Lincoln said meaningfully: "Ten ghoul souls are worth one human soul, and the higher the rank, the more demon souls are worth."

Lincoln's words made the demon's eyes light up instantly.

In today's hell, it's hard to find human souls, but if you're looking for the souls of ghouls or other demons, isn't it sure to catch one? !

Anyway, the great demon lord of this place, Mikvay Gard, has passed away, and the newcomer Lincoln has no idea of ​​sustainable development.

Under the Three Lights Policy, it would be an easy task to collect 100 million souls in this piece of hell in Liping.

The overjoyed demons thanked Lincoln and scattered away with excitement. In the huge Hell Fortress Manor, only Lincoln, who was fighting against the beef bones with rhubarb, had already started to sauce the grilled chicken wings, was left.

The aesthetic style of demons is quite different from that of humans. Take the Lord's Mansion in front of us as an example. That thing is basically the same as the style of the medieval underground cage.

Sulfur-flavored flames, dark red markings that don't know if it's blood or something, plus the wailing of some resentful souls, it's like a scene from a horror movie.

Lincoln personally didn't like this style of building very much, but he couldn't stand the fact that the place was a bit big and it would be difficult to build after it was demolished, so he had to make do with resting on a rooftop.

Gardland, because of Lincoln's atonement silver system, those demons who wanted to survive led their own men to slaughter all hell creatures including lemurs without distinction.

Driven by the desire to survive, the originally barren land of hell was squeezed out of some oil and water by them.

A large number of souls of different qualities began to be transported from various parts of Gardland to the Lord's Mansion where Lincoln was located. This transport chain occupied so many people that the offering to the Demon King of Hell was directly affected and interrupted.

The demon king of hell doesn't care about massacres, because hell has always been like this, but breaking the confession is absolutely impossible.

Anger made the devil of hell want to give Mikvay Gard a good look, but the fear of intruders made him reluctant to go out by himself.

So, in the tall demon king's palace, he turned his eyes to a big demon under him: "Baloric, go to Gardner to see what happened there, and bring Mikvay back, I want Let him know the consequences of disobeying me!"

"Yes, respected Lord Demon King." With a characteristic evil smile on his face, Baloric bowed slightly and walked out of the palace. With his wings spread out, he turned into a thick smoke mixed with the orange-red fire and directed towards Gard. The leader whizzed away.

A strong smell of sulfur swayed down, and the thick smoke even aroused the ideas of the demons who were collecting souls on Gardner's Territory.

They didn't know that the person in the thick smoke was Baloric, but it was obvious that the guy must be the emissary sent by the Demon King.

Watching the billowing thick smoke whizzing towards the direction of the Lord's Mansion at a speed that they couldn't catch up with, all the demons couldn't help but fell silent again.

Looking up at the terrifying thick smoke, and looking down at the souls in their hands, their minds became active again.

If they run away at this time, the human in the lord's mansion should, maybe, probably, probably not be able to catch up with them, right?With so many souls, don't they exert force? !
awesome!Their hard days are coming to an end!
Thinking of this possibility, all the demons were overjoyed, and began to work harder to save money for their escape.

On the rooftop, Lincoln, who was experiencing the local succubus style, also noticed the abnormality in the sky. He glanced over Baloric, and then kicked the rhubarb next to his feet: "Hey, the new big devil in the Gardland Lord, there are ghosts coming to trouble you, and your subordinates are also going to rebel, go and take care of it."

Rhubarb, who was bored lying on the ground and scratching his bones, looked up at the thick smoke in the sky, then lowered his head and lay back on the ground again: woof! (Run and run!)

"Made, you are such a lazy dog!"

Lincoln kicked the bone in front of Rhubarb to the sky, and then stared at the thick smoke billowing in the air!
call out--

The crimson ray sank into the thick smoke like a rainbow piercing the sun, and then, under the watchful eyes of thousands of demons, the great demon messenger sent by the demon king to collect taxes exploded into a cloud of fireworks in mid-air.

On the ground, he stared blankly at the demon messenger who suddenly exploded in the sky.

The hearts of the demons who originally planned to run away suddenly became cold.

This is still running away with the hammer, and the demon king's envoys turned into fireworks in the sky before they came down. If they also followed suit, they might be turned into fireworks too!
All of a sudden, the demons in the Gardnerland calmed down, and continued to collect atonement silver conscientiously.

And in the Demon King's collar in the distance, watching the emissary that exploded in the air, the demons in the palace suddenly became excited: "Damn Mikwai, he dared to attack the emissary of the Lord Demon King, he must kill it and his emissary!" The entire territory has been reduced to scorched earth!"

"Yes! Look down at its head, bind its soul in a lamp and burn it for thousands of years, let it experience the most extreme pain!"

A kind of demons below angrily put forward all kinds of disposal suggestions, and the demon king sitting on the main seat looked at the iconic red ray, and his originally black and red face, which was not angry and arrogant, turned a little pale .

The idiots under it couldn't recognize it, but it knew very well that besides the God of Plague sent from Earth by Ancient One, who else had this iconic attack? !

Even a guy like Mephisto wouldn't use this as a joke.

That guy must be coming, it must be him!
The demon king was terrified in his heart, the group of 'loyal ministers' who were urging to go to Gardland to deal with the lord there were a big villain in his eyes.

At this moment, it even had the urge to directly show its original body and eat all the loyal servants under it, but in the end, it restrained it.

Everything about the Lords of Hell is highly bound to Hell. Hell is their source of strength and also their weakness.

Of course the demon king's body can run far away, but his hometown is still here.

If the hometown is occupied, the power of the demon king will be lost quickly, so it can't give up here, but it is not willing to let it wait to die here.

The devil felt that he had to act like a method, and it was best for Lincoln not to notice his existence, but to find a way to trouble other devils.

On the throne, the majestic Demon King fell into majestic contemplation. Under that dignified and solemn appearance, there were all kinds of dirty, despicable calculations and bottomless methods.

Over and over again, the devil rehearsed all kinds of plans in his heart, but in the end, it sadly discovered that he, who was unlucky to be Lincoln's first stop, might have only one way to survive.

The next day.

The succubus, who has always been graceful and charming in Gard's lord's mansion, walked up to Lincoln and whispered in his ear, "My lord, there are demons who want to see you."

"See me?" Lincoln opened his eyes and held the ball handed by the succubus: "Has someone collected all the atonement silver?"

"It seems to be a big man coming down from above." The succubus' eyes were blurred: "It should be the emissary of the devil king."

"The devil's emissary." Lincoln revealed slightly, his gaze pierced through the layers of bricks and looked at the hall, and then he was shocked: "This is the devil's emissary? Isn't this the devil himself?"

"The devil himself?" The succubus, who had never seen the devil before, looked like an illiterate: "I don't know, isn't it the devil's emissary?"

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Lincoln was silent for a moment, and let go of the full and smooth hell special ball in his hand: "Go, bring him up, and I'll see what he wants to say."

(End of this chapter)