It is the Purgatory Plane that is separated by countless spaces by the Undead Castle.

Crazy roars and shrill screams came from the magnificent hall deep in the rolling magma.

The two big demons who came to the entrance of the hall looked at each other in battle and cried in secret. Their good days were over. The tyrant had woken up from their sleep and was still annoyed. He was in a state of rage. He cursed the bastard who annoyed the tyrant thousands of times in his heart. He should have been knocked into the bottom of the bottomless abyss and suffered forever corrosion.

"Ballot!" A thunderous cry came from the depths of the hall.

The big demon in the left head weakened his legs and almost fell to the ground. There was no majestic image that the big demon should have. Of course, it depends on whom. In front of the tyrant in front of him, even the brave demon warrior was still frightened. Gao Ying said, and in the silent eyes of his companion, the big demon flew into the depths of the hall, for fear that he would lead to death one step later.

As soon as the great demon entered the hall, he immediately crawled on the ground, sticking his butt and arched deeply on the ground, and didn't dare to raise his head, and didn't dare to look at the tyrant on the throne, and replied respectfully: "My king, Balotel is waiting for your order."

"Hmph!" The muffled groan rolled over the head of the great demon Balotte, which scared Balotte's butt sticking higher and his head arched deeper, like an ostrich that was overly frightened.

A sturdy figure sat upright on the wide throne condensed by rolling magma. If Lei Dong were here, he would definitely recognize the other party at a glance, because this ugly demon was exactly the same as the phantom that suddenly appeared after he killed the assassination of the demon thief. The only difference is that the demon in front of him was not as high as the phantom, only about ten meters, but the aura was not comparable to the phantom. Even the top warrior among the demons, the great demon Balotel had only trembling in front of him, and he did not even have the courage to look up. This is Yabaton, the king of epidemics in purgatory, second only to the eight demon kings.

The King of Epidemics, Abaton, was silent for a while before slowly speaking: "Barot, there is one thing you need to do!"

"My king, your humble servant Balotel, is always willing to serve you. Please give me any instructions if you have any questions." Balotel said respectfully.

"Correspect a person's soul to see me!" The King of Epidemics rolled a dark red crystal ball to the feet of the great demon Balotel, "No matter what method you use, I want you to arrest this person's soul to me."

"Your will is my wish." The great demon Balotel respectfully held the dark red crystal ball in his hands and raised it high above his head, just like holding an extremely precious holy object. He did not ask what kind of person's soul the King of Epidemics wanted, because no matter what Abaton wanted, he had to complete it unconditionally without any right to question it.

"Go, if you can't do it, send your own soul." The King of Plague waved his hand, and the great demon Balotte was immediately bombarded out of the hall like a cannonball, and the red magma gate of the hall closed with a bang.

"Ballot, I didn't expect you to be alive." The big demon who had previously looked sneered at this moment, as if he felt very regretful to see that Balotte could still be alive.

Balott spitted blood, got up calmly, raised the dark red crystal ball that was protected by him like a treasure, but did not leave, but bumped into the great demon and said arrogantly: "Get out of the way, I want to do my job for my king!"

A trace of fierce light flashed in the eyes of the great demon, but his body had made a choice and he took several steps respectfully.

Balotel glanced at his companion, and strode away with a big laugh.

"Bah, the villain is successful!" The big demon spat fiercely, his eyes dripping, and he snorted coldly, "Stop being proud here. If you can't complete the task, you will regret it!" I suddenly remembered something, hurriedly shut up, and looked at the Hongwei Hall carefully. Seeing that there was no response in the Hongwei Hall, I breathed a sigh of relief. I never dared to stay too much, and left in a hurry without looking back, as if I was avoiding the terrifying plague.

The great demon Balotel passed through the space portal not far from the Grand Hall and appeared directly in his territory. It was a land filled with rolling lava. The strong smell of sulfur in the air and the heat wave that could steam people's hearts and lungs. This place is a place of death for most creatures, but for the demons, it is a heavenly existence.

If it were in the past, the great demon Balotel would have stopped first, closed his eyes and took a long breath, feeling the wonderful taste of sulfur rolling in his body, but today he no longer had this mood.

He walked out of his lair with a gloomy face. Along the way, the demons who were not in good shape were not good, with their tails clamped and dodged away, and no one dared to go forward to touch the boss's bad head.

"Great Lord, your servant James welcomes you!" As soon as Balotel stepped back to his nest, a short devil walked up to him and said respectfully, with a sincere expression and sincere words. He clearly said humble words, but there was no slight flattery. Everything was so natural.

Unlike the demons who wore ragged animal skins and even wandered around without even wearing clothes, the devil was wearing a gorgeous dark robe with countless star arrays and twisted texts of the devil. These words were like their masters, full of twisted and mysterious characteristics, and a cunning aura was obvious. Even if they were dragged in the magma, there was no sign of burning. Obviously, this was a magic robe with super fire resistance, and it might even be immune to fire elements like their masters.

The appearance of the devil in the devil's territory is the strangest thing in the world.

Anyone who knows the history of demons and demons knows that although demons and demons are like twin brothers, their opposition and war have continued from their existence to the present, from the bottomless abyss to purgatory, from purgatory to the gods, and from the gods to the main plane, and the battles between them are endless.

No one knows when and why the war between the demon and the demon originated, but when a demon and a demon are put together, they must dislike each other, which is related to their temper and habits.

Demons look down on the devil's weakness, treacherous and despicable (although the devil's treacherous and despicable are not much better than the devil's), and devils look down on the devil's stupidity, arrogance and greed. This disgust has instinctively penetrated into their bones.

Demons are relatively ugly and huge in size, and they look strange and different in different types. They are rich in warriors and there are few casters. One is that their talent for casting is not high, and the other is that compared with spells, they prefer to use weapons in their hands or even tear their prey apart, which will allow them to fully feel the pleasure of killing. They are loyal to this enjoyment. Killing makes them addicted like drugs, and they do not have the idea and habit of quitting drugs.

Compared with demons, the body size of the devil is extremely weak. Most of them have a look similar to humans. Legend has it that the devil was born with a twisted soul of the fallen human being. This statement is not reliable because the history of the devil is much longer than that of humans. They are born with powerful spell talents, and most of them are spell casters. Even if they are limited by talent, they cannot become spell casters. Most of them fight styles are similar to assassins' sneak attacks. They do not like frontal attacks by nature. The motto of their race is "If you can solve the problem with strategies, you will never take action yourself."

Compared with demons who are loyal to killing, they seem more rational and like to hide in the dark to control everything. Don’t think that they are kinder than demons because of this. These guys who are good at using tricks are worse than demons and cause more terrifying damage. Often, war has begun, and people don’t know that this is actually a good thing the devils do.
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