"Lilis is dead?!" The three eye-like cross-bone lines on Mandus' forehead were almost cracking. The disturbing dark red emitted by these three tiny eyes made the low-level demon responsible for reporting the news frightened.

After a few seconds of quietness, the Demon King angrily picked it up with his neck and swept it straight to the wide floor-to-ceiling window. The latter screamed and broke through the bulletproof glass, and fell from a height of 500 meters to the street below with the falling glass slag. But at least it escaped the fate of being torn to death on the spot.

Tsushima Xiuzhi, who was responsible for intelligence collection, did not report the news himself, but instead found a bad guy to take charge of the acquisition meeting that Mandus should have been chaired by himself. This cunning move made the furious Mandus want to erase its existence in an instant with his real name, but reason still prevented him. The procedures required to replace a higher-level demon's position were so troublesome that he didn't want to do it a second time.

He was extremely angry now and wanted to find something to kill. It would be great if the rebellious son was in front of him now. He would torture him to death with all the seven hundred and twenty-one methods he knew, split the soul of the bastard into seven hundred and twenty-one pieces, and at the same time impose the cruelest punishments in the world and in hell... He not only wanted to kill him, but also all the mortals he knew, including every shop that sold him wine, every prostitute he had worked for, and even the salesman who handed him burgers and fries - the entire city where he lived would turn into powder in the roar of the Demon King.

Lilith is the demon who has been with him for the longest time. After her disappearance, even the demon without a conscience will feel pain. The pain of his possession being deprived of, the pain of his dignity being trampled upon as a strong man. He does not love this succubus. But she is his possession, and she will even give birth to her future offspring and become an indispensable part of his grand plan. Now, she dies like a dog, vaguely and very, very angry.

The crimson gate of hell was still rotating forever. He stood before the gate, and the grand power of hell continued to enrich his body and maintain the vitality of his mortal body.

He was so angry that he didn't notice something flying towards his office. Until a bright red figure passed by the corners of his eyes, Mandus quickly turned around and his pupils dilated slightly.

A missile with atomic energy mark was hitting his silver bag tower at supersonic speed. A red agile figure stood above the missile and slowly pulled out the long sword behind him. His weird silver hair, a red windbreaker, and a black and white double gun hanging around his waist, as well as the magic fluctuations that made his teeth itch...

"Dante—!!!"

In an instant, a strong force as strong as a roaring ocean emanated from the Demon King. Even Su Jing, who was more than ten floors below, felt a strong sense of oppression. The crimson world of hell spread out in an instant. In another plane, the Silver Bag Tower instantly twisted into a Hell Fortress, and its angel-like wings were covered with sludge and corroded. The weird space structure covered the entire block.

The nuclear warhead and Dante were instantly pulled into the border of hell, and Mandus's power wrapped them up layer by layer. Two seconds later, the light and heat that suddenly burst out of the sun-like light and heat spread out the power of the demon. Three crisscrossing sword energy instantly penetrated the black sludge and flew towards Mandus standing in place. The Demon King was still maintaining a human body at this moment, but there were three more eyes on his forehead.

"Scary!" Mandus roared and completely ignored the extremely sharp sword energy. The sword energy instantly tore open his body, but the next moment it recovered without any damage. The sword energy that had not diminished still penetrated the wall behind him, piercing the 166th floor. The upper floor of the Silver Bag Tower in reality also emitted corresponding explosions. The sharp sword energy cut the steel bars, cement and the human body like tearing apart, like a layer of newspaper. After continuously piercing through seven or eight walls, it disappeared into the clouds in the distance.

"what happens?"

You could still hear the loud noises from above and the tremors of the building across the dozen floors. Tsushima Shuji, who was sitting opposite the negotiation table, changed his face slightly. He frowned and stood up, whispered: "The negotiations were temporarily suspended, please allow me to leave for a while."

"Maybe... it's not that simple." The male butler with long hair and ponytail stepped forward, and a crackling sound rang out. Tsushima Xiuzhi instantly retreated at high speed, while all the civilians around him turned into condensed ice sculptures. "Maybe there is some personal matter, please help us."

"Virgil, if the plan changes, just go straight to the point. Dante will help you." The girl in the striped suit said to the Bluetooth microphone on the neckline.

"Who are you?" Tsushima Shuizhi was not too panicked. As a promoted high-level demon, he had the confidence to escape from these troubles before him. As long as he entered the border of hell and entered his home court, these mortals with some talented powers would be slaughtered by him. What he was curious about was their identity, the young demon of the lower knot? Or the paradise of heaven?

"... Conqueror. If you want to summarize it," the ponytail man snapped his fingers, and more than a dozen ice sculptures of ice sculptures appeared like spider-web-like cracks, and then they scattered one by one into countless frozen pieces of flesh and blood.

"By the way, even if you enter hell, I can crush you with one finger." The tall girl with a devil figure unknowingly walked around his back, and a dagger with a strange aura spread across his neck. "Remind that I have eaten more demons than you have seen. This is not a rhetorical technique, but a statistics."

"Remember to remind me of this next time I kiss." The ponytail man said with a smile.

"Brother, shut up first." The dagger that was crossing his neck left for a while for a short time, waved it at the ponytail man twice, and then pressed it back.

"...Okay, what do you want?" Tsushima Shuo raised his hands and surrendered with a wry smile.

"We want you." The girl with short hair in a striped suit put on a monocle glasses and looked at him for a while. "According to our technicians' investigation, you are currently the big figure of the Demon Group, besides Mandus and Lilith. You are the third person. It's up to the lack of the electronic demon before."

"...You killed my ex?" Tsushima Shuji kept his surrender posture unchanged. "That's what I said, I really have to thank you for everyone. But Rong is talking. Killing Bob is a good move, but killing Lilith is not that smart. She has no ambitions and is easy to control. Killing her is meaningless except for angering my boss."

"Wait, what did you say? Lilith was killed?" The short-haired girl frowned, and she whispered to someone through the microphone, her face unstable. Tsushima Shuji felt the force of the dagger increase a little. The sharp blade had already sunk into his skin, and the blood that oozed was swallowed by the dagger without leaving a drop of blood. Using the wound as a bridge. The dagger even tried to absorb his life-

"Her underground club was attacked by some kind of beast. Judging from the on-site exploration, it was the demon fetus in her body that sucked her power, and then slaughtered more than a hundred demons and humans - this is everything I know." The demon who still raised his hands and poured out the information at the fastest speed. "But this news has not been passed to the boss yet. I want to wait until he digests the news of his mistress's death before submitting it to him for a specific analysis report."

"Looking at this point... your importance has risen rapidly." The woman in the striped suit stood up, walked up to him, and looked at him with similar eyes. "Let's make a logical reasoning. If we need a new puppet that can master this demon legion after killing Mandus, who do you think is more suitable?"

"If you succeed, I will give you my real name." Tsushima Shuji held the dagger with two fingers and gently pushed it away. Then he bent down and bowed deeply to the girl in front of him.

“Happy cooperation.”

As Su Luo's dagger rubbed back into the sheath, Lu Mengyao patted his head.

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"Damn..."

Virgil's life journey was not yet rich enough to make him understand the insightful idea of ​​"plans will change forever". Dante's name made him rush out of the storage room on the 165th floor, and the Yama Sword was already hanging around his waist.

"You only have one chance. Mandus is on the border of hell, and Dante will attract his attention for you. If you fail this time, then he will be done when he reacts." Michelangelo, who is still in an absolute hidden state, followed him slowly. Virgil's high-speed running is like a stroll for him. "My frontal combat power is not strong, so I can only provide you with some basic support."

"knew!"

The battle that took place at the top has attracted a large number of demons. In the border of hell, a large number of low-level shadows passed by Virgil, just a talisman allowed him to freely shuttle among the demons.

The staircase leading to the top was approaching in an instant, and the two quickly passed by, and Mandus's office was right in front of him. Virgil breathed calmly, and the walls on this floor were still being destroyed, as if two invisible groups of forces were fighting here. He took a step forward and entered the border of hell.

The power of the Demon King was so strong that it could forcefully twist the space, and the talisman paper on Virgil's chest began to burn violently.

"It can't feel you until it burns out!" Michelangelo's voice became rapid.

Virgil stood there a few meters in front of him. Dante was fighting against Mandus. Dante, who was completely demonized, had the figure of a legendary demon, Sparta. The virtual image of a sheep-horned demon appeared on his body, and his magic power increased by dozens of times. But this violent force was in front of the endless power of the opponent like the sea... without any effect.

"Damn it." Michelangelo cursed in a low voice.

The reason why the building has not collapsed due to the fierce battle between the two is that Mandus has completely controlled the situation. With the pressure of infinite magic alone, Dante's power was weakened to the point where he could hardly stand up, and he could only kneel in front of him with difficulty.

"I want to dig out your heart. Just like I kill your bitch mother..." The proud and three-eyed demon stretched out his claws, cut open the leather jacket and chest of the silver-haired man, and held the beating heart.

"Mandus-!!!!"

The next second, Virgil's Yama sword was unsheathed, and his high-speed instant step skills were even compared to Michelangelo's high-speed movement. The twisted space was slashed by two silver-bright sword lights, using the Japanese swordsman's Juhe as the bone, and used the wild power of the mixed blood of demons and angels. Virgil opened the limit of his power in an instant and entered a state of demonization. The violently burning magic formed a clone, and used the Juhe Slash with exactly the same power as him.

The super-high-speed double-slash with double power successfully cut off the Demon King's arm. The blue figure instantly flew past, saving Dante from the Demon King's claws.

The Gate of Hell was three meters behind Mandus, but Virgil, who was holding Dante, kept sinking in his heart because he had already judged the probability of success in the next plan.

It's zero.

But he did not regret the choice he made. Dante stood up again without saying a word, and the two of them stood shoulder to shoulder. The glory of rebellion and Yama illuminated the gloomy and chaotic border of hell. The red flames and blue flames, and the resonance between the swords and swords overshadowed the screams of all ghosts and demons.

"Ah... Spartan's puppies turned out to have two..." Mandus showed his sharp teeth as he smiled. His human appearance gradually faded away, leaving only a form made of magic vortexes. "Thanks to hell, I can get double happiness from torture you."

Without communication, the red and blue demons rushed forward at the same time, and the rebellious sword and the Yama Sword slashed at the King of Demons from both directions. The roaring magic power formed a vortex of intertwined force, breaking through the dark power blockade of Mandus.

Amid the gloomy roar, the top layer of the Silver Bag Tower was lifted from the inside by an invisible shock wave, and the clouds in the sky were torn apart by invisible rolling light flames, forming interlaced cracks that spread for several kilometers. However, the power belonging to the King of Hell did not disappear, but became more surging.

"Too weak! Compared to your father, you are as weak as two pigs!"

In the ruins, Mandus's male body stood proudly, pinching the demon brother's neck with one hand, and the three-eyed demon sighed with regret, "If you can't bring me more enjoyment, you will die."

As his giant palm gradually tightened, Dante and Virgil's eyes gradually rolled up. Not only was the physical suffocation, but the power of the Demon King was invading their bodies, erasing the traces of their existence and annihilation of their existence from their roots.

With the blurred consciousness, Virgil knew that he was about to fall into the abyss of death. Several people appeared in his mind, and then his life filled with revenge. At least in the end, he died in the last step of revenge, with his blood brothers.

During his final dying, he felt as if he had hallucinations.

"Hey."

A girl stood behind Mandus, tall figure, rolled up her sleeves, holding a big sword and a Japanese-style sword in her hand.

Is that... Rebellion and Yama? Virgil confirmed that even now, his right hand was still holding his father's relics tightly.

Mandus' expression seemed to be more unbelievable than him.

"Thank you for your cooperation." The girl inserted two weapons into the crimson rotating vortex at the same time. "Although it is not the original match of this world, it should work."

It works.
Chapter completed!