Superman's Journey

Chapter 174 The Loyal Demon King

In the hall, the anxiously waiting Demon King felt uneasy.

To be honest, he admits that his action this time was a little impulsive, but if it succeeds, it will be the work of a dragon!

Although this life may be destined to miss the throne of Satan, he will undoubtedly become the most stable existence of the lord in the entire dimension of hell.

With GG on one side and Conglong Zhigong on the other, the Demon King feels that he should take a small risk sometimes.

As for the issue of betraying other hell lords, as a devil in hell, isn't betrayal such an innate ability?

The anxiety and apprehension in the Demon King's heart didn't last long, and the succubus, who in his opinion was regarded as hell without anyone, reappeared in front of him: "My lord agrees to see you, come with me."

Following behind the charming succubus, the Demon King Congxin chose to look down at the floor instead of locking onto the figure in front of him.

After all, the devil's personality is moody, and he never wants to be fucked to death just because he saw Lincoln's woman.

The lord's mansion in Gardland was not very big, and even if he went up the stairs, it only took a few minutes to reach the rooftop where Lincoln was.

Looking at the grilled chicken wings on the table beside him, the devil couldn't help but tremble.

He had seen people who ate devils, and even he himself ate them, but those like Lincoln who had to carefully prepare them before eating devils were really rare in hell.

Moreover, this pure Orleans secret grilled chicken method, he could tell at a glance that it was the way humans on the earth handle ingredients.

What does this mean? Lincoln didn't regard these demons as intelligent creatures at all, but as a food that was not small in size and produced a lot of meat.

Although cannibalism and edible ingredients are both eating, the symbolic meanings of the two are completely different.

At this moment, the Demon King was even more nervous.

He himself had never eaten his own meat, and if Lincoln suddenly wanted to taste the meat of the Lord of Hell, his death would be even more unjust.

All kinds of strange thoughts emerged in the mind of the devil who was afraid of death, but fortunately, Lincoln was not as bottomless as he thought.

Casually throwing a piece of chicken wing tip that he didn't want to eat to the rhubarb on the ground, Lincoln then looked at the devil: "I never thought that you, a majestic hell lord, would dare to come directly to me without thinking of running away or building a fortress. Tell me, do you have any good news to tell me?"

The Demon King glanced at Rhubarb, who was feasting on the grilled chicken wings, and said respectfully, "My lord, Radoslaw McPhee, Lord of Hell."

"Stop, stop!" Seeing that the hell lord in front of him began to talk about his real name, Lincoln frowned and stopped him: "Just tell us your purpose. I don't need a real name."

"Follow your will, my lord." The devil first nodded politely, and then flattered: "My lord, you may not understand that there are as many hell lords as you can count with two hands, most of them are cunning, evil, cruel, They have high self-esteem. Almost any negative word can be used to describe them."

"But I am different. I admire your brilliance and strength, my lord, so I came here to surrender. I have carefully prepared the sites of other hell lords and the location of my hometown for you, just in exchange for a small promise from you."

While talking, the Demon King bowed and took out a roll of parchment, and handed it to Lincoln with both hands: "My respect and loyalty to the Lord can be learned from the sun and the moon, like mountains and rivers will never change!"

To be honest, Lincoln was a little curious as to where a demon from Hell in the West could learn such polite vocabulary, but compared to this, he was still more interested in the parchment in the hands of the demon king.

Not worried about what the devil did to the parchment, Lincoln took it directly and pulled the scroll away.

The light flashed from the scroll, and under the influence of the power system unique to hell, the magic lines that recorded a lot of complicated and profound knowledge unfolded. Lincoln glanced at it, and instantly knew the situation of other hell lords like the palm of his hand.

He nodded slightly, and threw the scroll in his hand to Rhubarb who was gnawing on the bone on the ground: "I have seen your sincerity, it is very good. So, what promise do you want from me?"

Looking at the precious scroll held by Dahuang's paw, the Demon King rolled his throat twice, and whispered softly: "If possible, my lord, I hope that after you ascend the supreme satanic throne, you can allow me to remain Live as the Lord of Hell"

The Demon King was talking humbly, when Lincoln suddenly looked at him, and immediately changed his tone: "It doesn't have to be a hell lord, even smaller demon lords are fine."

"No, no, I want to ask, how did you know that I was going to ascend the so-called Satan's throne?"

"Ah?!" Hearing the change in Lincoln's tone, the Demon King was stunned for a moment: "My lord, aren't you going to ascend the throne of Satan? That is the throne of the entire dimension of hell. Once you ascend to it, you can control the entire hell , no other hell lord can threaten you."

"Heh!" Lincoln snorted coldly in disdain: "It's as if there is a hell lord who can threaten me now."

Demon King: .
Hearing Lincoln's answer, the Demon King couldn't help being silent. He didn't realize it at first, but now that he thinks about it carefully, it seems to be true?

However, since it wasn't for the throne of Satan, why did the lord in front of him come to hell?Throwing a barbecue party?still
Thinking of some terrible possibility, the Demon King couldn't help but look at Rhubarb who was pressing the sheepskin scroll under his paws.

Although the lords of hell have various appearances, like sheep, cows, or birds, but if a dog sits on the throne of Satan, it is really the first of its kind in history.

Of course, the change in the devil's mood could not be hidden from Lincoln's eyes. He looked at the devil with great interest: "It seems that you are aware of it, so let's set an example now."

"Would you choose to defend the dignity of Satan's throne? Or submit to the future Satan?"

Demon King: .
Submitting like a dog? It's a shameless thing!

Putting it on any hell lord in hell, this is an unacceptable shame and humiliation!
Even if he was the first to surrender, he would not be able to kneel down and surrender immediately without any backbone, at least he would have to hesitate for a few seconds to show his backbone!

The devil counted the time silently in his heart, and after three seconds passed, he knelt down on the ground without hesitation, murmured the devil's language of hell, and offered his loyalty as the lord of hell to Dahuang.

Hesitating for three seconds under Lincoln's solidification is to show his backbone as the lord of hell; and bowing his head to surrender is to show respect to the future Satan.

He is still the devil king, the most loyal hell lord under Satan!
The surrender of ordinary lemurs or great demons is indifferent, but at the level of a hell lord, as an existence that can project power into other dimensions, each hell lord is unique.

The Demon King offered his loyalty to Rhubarb without a bottom line, and at this moment, all the hell lords in the entire hell sensed what he did.

Although Mephisto and the others could not know the location of the Demon King, they all gritted their teeth at this moment: "Radoslaw! You damn guy! How dare you betray us!"

"Nonsense!" The devil's voice also echoed in the air: "I just found the respected Lord Satan and offered my loyalty to him, you guys who covet Satan's throne are all traitors and thieves who everyone can punish! Where did the betrayal come from? When Lord Satan returns to the throne, he will definitely kill you all!"

Lincoln:? ? ? ? ? ?

Looking at the furious devil, Lincoln showed the expression of the old man on the subway: "Where did you learn these words? Why do you still have a set?"

"This..." the Demon King said with some embarrassment: "I found this from a human soul. There are many more words like this."

While speaking, the Demon King carefully released a soul.

Looking at the appearance, it was obviously a Westerner's face, but after looking through it carefully, Lincoln discovered that this guy was an ancient fan who was obsessed with TV books such as the Three Kingdoms.

This guy's memory can even be viewed as a TV.

It is also difficult for the Demon King to find such a distinctive soul in the western soul.

In this way, his previous actions cannot simply be said that no one can break into the Demon King's Palace before the Demon King surrenders.

Mephisto and the others were stunned by the demon king's righteous words: "Damn the cowardly demon king, he surrendered to that human so quickly!"

"I've known for a long time that he is very cowardly, but at this point, it's better to call him the lord of the lemurs! Even those lowly lemurs have one more bone than him!"

"What should we do now? That damned guy betrayed us, and that human being should have mastered our position. Then, how should we deal with him?"

"I propose, why don't we unite?" a hell lord said.

"No matter how powerful he is, it is impossible for him to be strong enough to defeat so many of our lords. I even doubt that if he hadn't surrendered timidly, it would take him a while to occupy that piece of hell."

"Unite? How to unite?" A demon lord said coldly: "Seeing our territory gather together? I'm worried that before he comes, he will be attacked by you first, right, cunning and insidious Mephisto?"

"You are slandering me! I have never attacked you before!" Mephisto said coldly, "Show me the evidence!"

"Evidence? Don't you think it's ridiculous? You, a hell lord, still believe in such things as evidence."

"Enough!" Lucifer said, "Are you here to discuss matters about that human being, or are you here to quarrel?"

"Discussion? Is there still a need for discussion?" The demon lord said, "It's ridiculous for a group of insidious and cunning guys who can stab a knife in the back at any time to talk about alliance!"

After finishing speaking, his figure disappeared directly: "Anyway, my territory deviates from the throne of Satan, but Mephisto and the Seven Demon Kings seem to be very close to the throne."

As soon as he said this, the eyes of the other hell lords couldn't help but move.

There are only a few in hell who have the strength and ambition to compete for the throne of Satan. When it comes to the distance from the throne of Satan, no one can compare with the Seven Demon Kings and Mephisto.

In this way, if the goal of that human being is the throne of Satan, the first to suffer must be Mephisto and the others.

That being the case, what's the hurry for them who have basically no relationship with the throne!

Anyway, it is impossible to unite. It is also a good thing to see a powerful hell lord like Mephisto get unlucky first!

For a moment, all the hell lords couldn't help being silent, and then left quietly.

Realizing that things were getting worse, Mephisto and the others looked even more embarrassed, but they were a little helpless about the departure of those guys.

Frictional battles between Helllords are common, but this is clearly not the right time.

Those lords who are far from the throne have already formed a vague circle on Xincheng Road, crowding them out.

At this time of fighting, Lincoln was afraid that his mouth would be crooked.

Now the problem is a little serious.

The enemy is at the head, and the lord is fighting among himself. If he wants to stop Lincoln's footsteps, what else can he do?

If the devil was here, he might come up with a bad idea of ​​"killing other dogs", but unfortunately he is not here now, and Mephisto is destined not to know who the throne will eventually be.

In Garde's lord's mansion, the devil hangs behind Lincoln like a dog's leg: "My lord, my lord, my proposal is to go to this place first."

"Oh? Is there anything wrong with it?"

"This place is the territory of the gluttonous lord. Some demons in his territory are pig-shaped. I have eaten their meat. Even if it is raw, it tastes great!"

"If you use your superb grilling techniques and valuable secret seasonings to process a little bit, you will definitely be able to stimulate the incredible delicacy deep in the meat!"

"Sounds pretty good."

"If you want to go, I suggest starting from this area." The demon king tirelessly led the way: "The gluttonous demons in this area are the most diligent. Compared with other demons, there must be a little more strength in the soft flesh. .”

"Very good, your proposal is very reasonable." Lincoln patted the cowardly Demon King on the shoulder with relief: "In that case, the task of defeating the Gluttonous Demon King is entrusted to you!"

As soon as these words came out, the expression on the face of the demon king who was still excited a moment ago suddenly froze, and he stammered: "But, but my lord, I can't beat the gluttonous demon king!"

"Who told you to fight the devil, wouldn't you take your loyal ministers and sneak over there to catch a batch of devils and run away?"

Lincoln said dissatisfiedly: "You are a devil, you can't think rigidly, you have to be more flexible, as long as you can achieve your goals, you will use any means, understand?"

Facing Lincoln's eyes with high hopes, the cowardly demon king burst into tears with excitement, and nodded uncontrollably: "My lord, I understand!"

(End of this chapter)