I created the Bureau of Anomaly Control

Although this is Hell, there is no scorching lava to be seen, nor the pungent smell of sulfur. The streets are also much cleaner than other Hell cities. If one doesn't consider the horned devils and demons walking on the streets, it is almost indistinguishable from a developed city on the surface.

The most "dirty" place in the entire city might be the casino and paradise run by the Prince of Ecstasy, but even the streets outside these buildings are free of any trash, because even they must respect the master of this city, the devil who understands contracts best – the Balancer.

This is also the reason why the Blind Demon has returned to this place.

At this moment, an aged Blind Demon with bandages over his eyes is standing at the back door of the Balancer's Paradise, with a particularly fierce-looking male demon behind him, his only two remaining apprentices.

"I didn't expect we'd end up back here," the male demon sighed.

Not long ago, the Seer had come to the streets of Balancer City and found the aura left behind by their target, but they quickly tracked that aura out of here, to the territory ruled by the Dragon Mother. But in the end, they circled back here again, and this time the target's clues pointed directly to the ruler of this place.

That terrifying Great Demon.

The Blind Demon, whom they regarded as a Seer, had no expression:

"We didn't return here; we finally arrived here."

After saying this, he remembered that he no longer needed to remind his apprentices. They no longer needed to study "prophecy," or to put it more cruelly…

They were already "blind."

After all, even he had to close his eyes forever to survive. Some things could cause irreversible damage to the soul simply by looking at them. His other apprentices had turned into soulless statues because of this.

Before long, a female high-ranking demon walked out of the Paradise:

"Master, he is willing to see us, but only for one minute."

If one wasn't a Rank Ⅴ entity, it wouldn't be easy to see the Balancer.

Unlike other devils, the Balancer prefers to focus on more important matters, going around the world to carry out so-called "balancing," constantly twisting reality in the direction he expects.

The reason they were able to see the Balancer this time was because the Blind Demon knew that he happened to be free, and the Balancer was willing to provide some opportunities for demons who could obtain such information.

The Blind Demon led his two apprentices through the back door of the Paradise, then went straight up the stairs to the top floor of this Paradise, a luxurious giant suite overlooking the entire Paradise.

The Balancer was sitting on the sofa with a normal expression, looking down at the demons, devils, and humans pursuing their desires in the Paradise, completely ignoring the succubi beside him.

The Blind Demon walked to the Balancer's side, then glanced at the seemingly ordinary empty seat:

"He left?"

Another Great Demon, no less than the Balancer – the Prince of Ecstasy – had been sitting there just now.

The Balancer didn't care at all about the Blind Demon's abilities:

"You have forty-seven seconds left."

But the Blind Demon wasn't in a hurry:

"Don't you remember an old friend?"

The Balancer then looked up at him:

"Who are you?"

The Blind Demon said with a smile:

"I really envy you. This is the happiness of the short-sighted. While we are almost drowned, you are happily playing on the beach, unable to see the coming tsunami."

Hearing this, the Balancer said somewhat arrogantly:

"If there were a tsunami that could drown me, the entire world would have been torn apart long ago."

"Also, you're running out of time."

The Blind Demon smiled:

"Haven't you given up on the idea of raising Balancer City to the mortal realm? But if you ask me, this won't help you achieve your current plan. It's not that easy to achieve a great revenge against Heaven. The current Pope is not the kind of small character who can't live for a few years."

The Balancer's expression finally changed, because no one knew his true purpose. All demons, devils, and celestial masters thought that he had long betrayed his anger and hatred back then, otherwise he would not have become a devil.

The Balancer slightly raised his head and looked at the succubi beside him, opening his mouth. Then their eyes all instantly became blank and hollow, and their bodies began to rapidly fester and decay, turning into dust in the blink of an eye.

Then he pointed to the opposite seat, signaling the Blind Demon to sit down:

"Should I remember you?"

The Blind Demon sat down:

"Maybe, I originally had some expectations for you, after all, you are the Great Demon who understands contracts the best, but I'm not here to give you answers…"

The Balancer interrupted:

"Who told you?"

The Blind Demon pointed to the cloth in front of his eyes:

"I saw it myself. I am a Seer."

This was a perfect answer. The so-called Seer is a powerful being who can see through the truth of the world and even predict the future. In history, they are often the characters who determine the direction of the era, either as advisors to rulers or as schemers who guide the world behind the scenes.

But in the Balancer's memory, there were no Seers in their era, and it could even be said that there hadn't been any Seers for a long time. Most scholars attributed this phenomenon to the side effects of the birth of Divine Firmament.

In her era, Seers were almost meaningless.

Hearing this, the Balancer was also a little surprised:

"Aren't you afraid that I will imprison you?"

The Blind Demon said with a smile:

"You can't, you can try if you don't believe me."

The Balancer didn't waste any words, and directly raised his hand at the Blind Demon, his eyes also emitting a silvery-white magical light, as if he was about to tear out the other party's soul in the next second.

But nothing happened.

The Balancer's face showed a hint of doubt:

"What's going on?"

The Blind Demon said with some regret:

"You have all forgotten, we signed a contract, all Rank Ⅴ Hell creatures can't attack me. I originally thought you could detect it with your understanding of contracts, but it seems it's still a bit lacking."

The Balancer's expression gradually returned to calm:

"What do you want?"

The Blind Demon said:

"A name, and in return, I can provide help for your current plan. I know you want to use the power of contracts to achieve revenge, but you are now on the wrong path."

The Balancer asked:

"What name?"

The Blind Demon showed a thoughtful expression:

"Someone who traded with you, should be a human male, and the transaction is related to Serraen."

"Oh right, Serraen's name in Hell should be Dark Star."

Everyone should still remember the Blind Demon and the Balancer, right?