Rebel Demon King

Chapter 963 Death of a Saint at Twilight
dawn.

The Eiffel Tower began to crumble.

A streak of golden light pierced the gloomy sea of ​​clouds with a dazzling trail.

Then there was an incomparably grand light that illuminated the entire Paris.The Montparnasse Tower, a black building standing on the left bank of the Seine, is like a ghost that appears under the light. At this moment, fifteen people who seem to be real are standing in the observation hall on the top floor of this building, which is nicknamed the "ghost building" by Parisians. The ghostly beak doctor.

There is nothing in the observation hall, only an oval conference table in the center of the hall, and fifteen shiny silver chairs, and a golden chair inlaid with precious stones, like a throne, at the main seat.At this moment, the doctors in black robes and bird beaks were not sitting at the table, but standing by the French windows looking in the direction of the Eiffel Tower, and staring at the body of the radiant angel hovering in mid-air through the "rod of God".

The black glass curtain wall seems to have a magnifying effect, making all distant pictures extremely clear.

When the light covering the entire Paris disappeared, someone spoke and said in frivolous French English: "It is really inexplicable irony to kill a saint with the 'stick of God'. I think of the last time Stargate used 'God' The stick' didn't do anything good either. It seems to have killed a man named Cheng."

Standing fourth from the left, the bird-beaked doctor in a black robe turned his face away. Following his movements, ripples rippled all over his body, giving people a sense of illusion. He looked at the black-robed man who had just spoken, "Shut your mouth, Barbatos, don't be sarcastic, everyone knows why I helped Stargate build the 'Stand of God'. What's more, the 'King' also agreed to this matter." (Barbatos Si: the 72th demon god among the 8 pillar demon gods)

The short black-robed man called Barbatos raised his voice and chanted like singing: "Oh! Baimon, don't say that this is the will of the 'king' every time there is a dispute, this is the will of the 'king' This is the idea of ​​the 'King', are you the roundworm in the stomach of the 'King', not the 'Supreme Four Pillars'?" Astaroth, Asmodeus)
"Perhaps I should let you understand the meaning of the 'Supreme Four Pillars' more clearly!" Baimon said contemptuously.

Barbatos waved his hand and sneered: "OLALA (God in French), Baimon, you said the same thing to me 20 years ago when I just inherited my father's Ouroboros as 'Barbatos' , now you are wrinkled and white haired, you are going to the grave, you are not a 'king', you don't have a 'crown of thorns', you can't be immortal, I think next time I can only listen in front of your tombstone Your teachings are over."

"Don't worry! Barbatos, before you go to hell, I will definitely teach you a lesson you will never forget." Baimon said in a deep voice, a red light flashed in the eye sockets of his beak mask, as if shooting from the darkness. Out of the laser sight.

The dispute between the two was not over yet, the Seine River began to surge, and the huge waves rushed towards the left bank and the right bank like a tsunami. A huge black shadow flew out of the river, and the thirteen men in black robes standing in front of the glass curtain wall all stared at him in unison. The huge shadow that appeared and disappeared in the sky like a "death star" was tightened.

The sky of Paris was darkened because of him.

This astonishing vision made Barbatos end his dispute with Baimon. Seeing the most beautiful left bank and right bank in Paris being destroyed in an instant, he couldn't help cursing "Merde", and the curse of France poured out of his mouth like water It is comparable to the astonishing wave at this moment.

Everyone began to gloat.

When the black shadow landed in front of the ruins of the Eiffel Tower, revealing its magnificent and dangerous, holy and evil face, a slightly sharp metal voice sounded: "Lord of the Plague!"

Everyone turned their heads to look at the bird's beak doctor standing at the end. The leader of the bird's beak doctor glanced at the "inverted cross and double snakes" on the other's chest, and asked in a low voice: "Asmodeus, Can you be sure it is the 'Lord of the Plague'?" (Asmodeus: the 72nd demon god among the 32 demon gods of King Solomon, one of the four supreme pillars.)
The beak doctor named Asmod stared in the direction of the Eiffel Tower for a while, and said in a low voice, "I'm not sure, although 'Lord of the Plague' originated from my ancestors, but my great-great-great-great-grandmother's book Diary, there is no detailed description of the appearance of the "Plague Lord", most of the pen and ink are just about how my great-great-great-great-grandmother met after her mother was framed as a "witch" by the cardinal 'Lord Lucifer', and go to the Holy Mountain to participate in the content of the battle of the gods." After a pause, Asmodeus said in that somewhat harsh metallic voice, "But it looks very similar, doesn't it?"

Doctor Niaozui, who stood at the top, nodded: "It's very similar!"

"I also think it should be, look, 'Mapa's chemistry department skills are useless to him." (Mapa (Malphas): the 72th demon god among the 39 pillars)

"Mapa is dead." Barbatos did not hide the joy in his heart, and his tone was full of joy.

"Don't be too happy, it's just his carrier." Baimon said tit for tat.

"I bet you that Mapa can't escape." Barbatos turned his head and stared at Baimon's shadowless body with a provocative look.

Seeing the black shadow suspected to be the 'Plague Lord' soaring towards the northeast and disappearing in an instant, Baimeng said noncommittally: "Maybe! But no one can kill Mapa, there is no doubt about it!"

A group of doctors in black robes and bird beaks stared at the dark glass curtain wall. A few tens of seconds later, the scene inside the maglev train compartment jumped out. Dialogue, some people listened silently to the conversation between Mapa and the Lord of the Plague, some expressed their opinions in a low voice with great interest, and some seemed impatient, just like the tall man next to Barbatos. Doctor Niaozui complained loudly: "It's all nonsense. If Mapa meets Lao Tzu, I'll shoot him straight away. I won't give him time to speak, so all problems will be solved. Look at Right! This fool will never be able to do anything in the end!"

However, the final result was unexpected. The Plague Lord chose the worst ending. Mapa, who would never be killed, was killed by him without hesitation.

After a brief silence, the originally quiet hall became noisy.

Barbatos laughed unceasingly, and others began to whisper, discussing who the owner of the "Plague Lord" named "Seron" was. Because of the signal blocking near the Eiffel Tower, a large number of pictures were missing. Therefore, they still don't know the true identity of the holder of the "Plague Lord".

No one cares about Mapa's death, even though he is also the "72 Pillars Demon God of the Black Death".

They only care about who the "Lord of the Plague" is.

There are exceptions. Doctor Niaozui, who was standing second from the left, sighed and said, "I didn't expect Mapa to make mistakes."

The leader, Dr. Bird's Beak, raised his right hand with a thick skull ring, crossed himself on his chest, prayed for Mapa, and then said, "Miscalculation? Why do I think he just wants to die?"

"Really? Maybe Master Baal knows him better than I do! After all, you two have different hobbies." (Baal: The first of the 72 demon gods, one of the four pillars.")
"I'm just different, not a lunatic who wants to destroy the world." Barr shook his head and said, "Only Nebuchadnezzar understands him."

Hearing the name "Nebuchadnezzar", the hall suddenly fell into an inexplicable silence. Everyone raised their eyes and looked around, as if they were looking for some terrible hidden figure.

Seeing the frightened look of a group of people, Barr laughed "haha", "There's no need to be so nervous, he hasn't come yet."

No one paid any attention to Baer's laughter, and everyone remained silent until Napoleon VII appeared out of thin air, and the Lord of Plague started fighting Napoleon VII again. Only then did Barbatos break the somewhat suffocating silence. He looked left and right and loudly Ask: "Who wants to bet two?"

"How do you gamble?" The tall and strong Dr. Bird's Beak standing beside Barbatos asked.

"Small gamble, let's not play too big, just bet on SSS skills. Hualiver, do you want a hand? Don't be like that coward Baimon, who only dares to speak hard." Barbatos said. (Valefor: the sixth demon god among the 72 demon gods of King Solomon,)
Walliver said quickly: "No problem, I bet that Napoleon VII will win." Then Walliver turned his head to stare at Barbatos and repeated what he had just satirized Baimon, "Don't be like that coward Baimon, just Dare to speak hard!"

The ridicule of the two made Baimon angry. He stood up from the team, turned to look at Walliver and Barbatos standing in the middle, and shouted: "I want to be there, I will definitely bite your eggs X , let you two bastards know how hard my mouth is." After a pause, Baimon stared at Hualifu and whispered darkly, "Waliver, last month your Gulf used submarines to transport When the drugs arrived in Los Angeles, eight tons of goods were unloaded! Eight tons! I haven't troubled you yet, do you know what you are doing?"

Baimon is not talking harshly when he said that he wants to "bite the opponent's eggs X". In fact, every offline meeting of the Black Death is a battle, and the "Garden of Eden Conference" held in the Garden of Eden every four years is bloody Oftentimes, a quarter of the 72 pillar demon gods participating in the meeting would be wiped out before the splattering firefights started.

Because the "Black Death" has never been concerned about seniority, it is whoever contributes the most money to "Nebuchadnezzar" will get the best site.Therefore, the 72 demon gods scattered all over the world not only compete with each other, but also cooperate with each other.

Small and medium-sized gangs are disappearing quickly, but the Black Death will not be affected at all, and new gangs will soon stand up.

Free competition and savage growth are the rules of the "Black Death".

Of course, the "Supreme Four Pillars" and "Thirteen Demon Gods" with a long history and powerful strength have not changed much.They have always controlled the underground world in the most affluent regions of the world.For example, Baimon is the king of the west coast of the United States, while Walliver is the co-owner behind the Nanmi gang, and Barbatos is the controller of the French underground world.

The struggle between the "Supreme Four Pillars" and the "Thirteen Demon Gods" is also very cruel. Because of conflicts of interest, it is common for them to fight if there is a disagreement during the assembly. However, after the popularization of virtual projection conferences in recent years, there are fewer opportunities to flip the table There are many, and talking has become the norm. (Two of the "Supreme Four Pillars" are also thirteen demon gods, so the Supreme Four Pillars plus the thirteen demon gods make a total of fifteen people.)
Walliver plucked his ears and said nonchalantly, "It's only eight tons! Baimen, don't make a fuss! Who told Americans to be rich?"

"MXXXXFXXX, the submarine from the 'Gulf' (Moxican gang) came three times a month, and the powder they make is cheaper than sugar, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you continue to do this, I will send someone to blow you up submarine."

"Okay, okay, Baimon, the SSS skills I won from Barbatos belong to you." Hualiver said with a smile, and then Hualiver looked at Barbatos, "That's all, Barbatos, wait for the SSS skill I won and give it to Baimon."

Barbatos touched the polished wooden chin under the mask, as if he didn't hear what Walliver said, and stared at the two people who were fighting fiercely on the projection without saying a word.

Walliver raised his hand and patted Barbatos on the shoulder twice, but there was no sound, as if it was in the air, Walliver smiled "hehe": "Hey! Barbatos, don't you Repudiation, you know, I hate others' repudiation the most."

Barbatos still ignored Walliver's meaning, as if he couldn't hear what he was saying.

Baimon said loudly: "Who the hell wants Barbatos' SSS skills, you have to be sincere, and give me the share of the Mexico money laundering company!"

Others followed suit, making the meeting of the leaders of the world's most powerful underground organization look like a farce.Barbatos, standing in the middle, turned a deaf ear and let the others laugh.

Only the two beak doctors standing at the front, Asmodeus at the end, and the beak doctor beside him watched the battle between Napoleon VII and Salem intently, without saying a word.

At this moment, the spherical three-dimensional projector at the top of the hall rotated a bit, shooting out a cone-shaped beam of light, and another bird-beak doctor in black robe appeared on the far left. Unlike the silver beaks of other bird-beak doctors, he The beak on the mask is golden, a golden crown of thorns is worn on the top of the head, and the coat of arms on the chest is the white "Lucifer Seal Inverted Triangle Heraldry".Without even looking at the battle situation on the projection, he chuckled and said, "I'll make the bet."

This is a man's voice, speaking pure American English, with a slightly vicissitudes of tone, but the voice is not from his body, but from all directions.

All the people facing the glass curtain wall turned around, touched their chests with their right hands, lowered their heads, and shouted in unison: "My lord! You are the ruler of the dark world, the guardian of truth and freedom, the believer in wisdom and fairness, you are the same as the sun and the moon. Hui's immortal king, Lucifer's spokesperson in the world."

Only Barr, who stood at the top, just nodded slightly.

The man called "King" is the king of the "Black Death" and the ruler of the global underground world - Nebuchadnezzar. He looked around the crowd and said with a smile: "Since you old gamblers like Bet, then I will bet with you, how you want to bet, just bet."

"Wang, are you serious?" Barbatos, who had been silent all this time, was the first to ask.

"Of course!" Nebuchadnezzar walked towards the glass curtain wall, and the beam of light in mid-air that was flying dust followed his steps, as if he was a god from the sky.

Barbatos immediately laughed "haha", turned his head to look at Walliver and said arrogantly: "Waliver, come! SSS skills, I will take the bet!"

Walliver did not pretend to be deaf and dumb like Barbatos, but said a little depressed: "Could it be that the Lord of the Plague can win even the generals? It's impossible!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Hua Lifu, show your boldness just now! Whoever doesn't gamble is raised by a cousin!" Then Barbatos pointed to Baimon and said triumphantly, "And you worship Meng, didn’t you old bastard just say that I’m an uneducated liar? Now it’s your turn, place your bets! I’ll take it no matter how old I am”

Baimon sneered and said, "I bet that Sai Lun wins, will you take it or not?"

"I'm shocked by how shameless you are, old bastard, next time we meet, I'll stick your head in my dick and pour the shit out of you!" Barbatos, who had been pretending to be deaf and dumb just now, occupied After a little reason, he cursed loudly and brazenly.

Nebuchadnezzar raised his right hand without warning, and Barbatos immediately used "teleport" to disappear in place, but Nebuchadnezzar just waved his hands and said angrily: "Stop making noise. "

"King, don't scare me, I'm timid." Barbatos, who appeared at the entrance of the hall, patted his chest and bowed his head begging for mercy.

Nebuchadnezzar glanced back at Barbatos, "This is just my projection, there is no need to be so afraid!"

"As long as you think, you can do anything!" Barbatos said firmly.

Nebuchadnezzar ignored Barbatos' flattery, pointed to the two people who had temporarily ended the battle in the projection, and said calmly, "Come and place your bet! I'll be the banker."

Fifteen black-robed beak doctors looked at each other, but no one responded.

Hua Lifu smiled bitterly: "King, stop joking, whoever wants to bet with you, isn't it a gift?"

"Do you need me to repeat what I just said?" Nebuchadnezzar said lightly.

All the people lowered their heads and said mournfully, "No need."

"Each person has an SSS skill, buy it and let it go." Nebuchadnezzar said coldly.

Some people whispered to each other, some turned their heads to look at the projection on the black glass curtain wall, and some were thinking.

"Napoleon VII." Doctor Bird's Beak standing beside Barr was the first to speak.

Then Walliver also said loudly: "Napoleon VII."

Asmodeus, who was at the end of the line, also raised his hand and said, "Napoleon VII."

Beret, who was beside Asmodeus, was the first Demon God to bet on the "Plague Lord".

Someone took the lead, and betting was a matter of minutes. Twelve out of fifteen people chose Napoleon VII, and only Beret, Barbatos, and Barr, who stood first, chose the Lord of Plague.

After everyone finished placing their bets, Nebuchadnezzar didn't care about the battle situation on the projection at all. He walked to his golden chair inlaid with precious stones. The chair automatically moved back a little, and he sat calmly. Next, he said in a cold tone: "Look at what you look like now? Do you really think that you are all gang bosses? Are you the king of the underground world?"

The Niaozui doctors walked back to the long table in silence, and sat down quietly.

Nebuchadnezzar knocked on the table. It was clearly an illusory hand of light and shadow, but it made a dull sound when it hit the long black alloy table, "Do you remember what your ancestors were?"

The whole house was silent, and no one dared to answer.Everyone was sitting upright, only Baal, who was sitting first on the left of Nebuchadnezzar, put his hand on the long table very naturally, and tapped the long table with his finger wearing the skull ring as if nothing had happened.

"It's a doctor. It's a doctor."

Nebuchadnezzar's voice was low and there was no anger in it, but it made all the beaked doctors hang down their noble heads, as if they were just a group of schoolchildren in front of the king.

"Look, look, interests and hatred have blinded your eyes and affected your judgment. You can't even see that this is a draw. You are really a group of poor brains with shrinking brains."

Although the battle between Napoleon VII and the Lord of the Plague had just begun, no one questioned Nebuchadnezzar's judgment.There was a dead silence in the huge viewing hall, only the buzzing sound of the three-dimensional projector echoed in the warm air.

"Forget it, I'm tired."

Everyone raised their heads,

Baimon whispered: "King"

Nebuchadnezzar raised his hand and made a silent gesture, "I'm here today to announce something. I've sat in this seat for too long, and it's time to let it out."

Wallifer stood up abruptly, and the phantom passed through the chair without making any sound. He said eagerly, "King! You can't leave us alone!"

Barbatos also stood up and said loudly: "King, don't make such a joke. This joke is not funny at all. Maybe you think we are not doing well enough. You can scold us, but you can't give up on us! It's been 200 years, Since my great-grandfather, our Barbatos family has followed you in wars and wars. Regardless of glory or distress, our Barbatos family has stood firmly by your side. Please don't say such words to hurt the heart of a loyal knight. ’” After a pause, Barbatos put his right hand over his heart and shouted, “Long live the morning star!”

Shouts of "Long live the morning star" resounded throughout the hall.

Nebuchadnezzar seemed unmoved after the shouting stopped, he just waved for Walliver and Barbatos to sit down.

Baimon, who was sitting first on Nebuchadnezzar's right hand, said in a deep voice, "My lord! Obviously, the world will usher in the most chaotic era. Without you, the Black Death is like a canoe in the sea. Next time It will be overturned by the wind and waves in seconds and sink to the bottom of the sea, you cannot let go of the rudder and abandon the ship at this time."

Nebuchadnezzar turned his head and looked at the projection. Napoleon VII chased the Lord of the Plague and ransacked the city of Paris. The two of them turned the whole Paris upside down. Those historical relics were like castles on the beach, withering one after another.He stared at the fallen cross on the St. Augustine Church, and the idol fell to the ground, and whispered: "My time is over, it's time to choose a new successor."

"King! Please think again." Barbatos stood up again with his hands on the table.

"Yes! Wang, think again!"

Everyone agreed loudly.

Nebuchadnezzar shook his head lightly, and said without doubt: "This is the end of the discussion about my abdication. As for my position of god general, I will pass it on."

The hall once again fell into a heart-pounding silence, and all the doctors with beaks were staring closely at Nebuchadnezzar who was seated at the head seat.

Nebuchadnezzar looked around at the crowd, and said calmly, "...the next time you hold a meeting in the Garden of Eden, you can get the Lord of the Plague's doctor."

This decision is a bit earth-shattering. Although the doctors of the beak know that the "Lord of the Plague" is of great significance to the "Black Death", it is a bit too childish to pass on the position of God to the doctor who can get the "Lord of the Plague". .

Especially for daemons who are not in Europa, this pretty much rules them out.Even if the next "Garden of Eden Conference" is still four years away, whoever gets the "Lord of Plague" first and hides it will have an unimaginable advantage in inheriting the general.

"King! This is against the rules! Logically speaking, the new king should be voted by our '72 Demon Gods'. You can designate a successor, and we can vote against it." Baimeng knocked on the table and protested in a deep voice.For Baimon, whose sphere of influence is in the United States, Nebuchadnezzar's decision is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.

Nebuchadnezzar said nonchalantly, "I am the rule."

Everyone looked at each other, and after a long while, the bird beak doctor who was sitting next to Baer said, "My king, my family has gone through hardships and risked everything to help you build a huge empire. For this reason, my family The family has sacrificed countless people and contributed countless benefits, but now, I can't see your respect for our family."

"Oh! Astaroth, I know you were in Time Magazine not too long ago, in suits, in your top office in New York, talking to reporters about your business, about your philanthropy, about your work in Wall Street investment, everyone praises you. Unlike your father who only hugs on "Playboy" and spends his days at parties and nightclubs every night. At that time, I was with Barr, Baimon, and Asmodeus And your father went to the strip club and got drunk." Nebuchadnezzar waved and snapped his fingers, "Let's have some music!" one)

There was a lively piano sound in the hall, and a mellow black female voice hummed softly like a flower blooming in the night, and the luxurious piano and saxophone sounded the 80s jazz rhythm.

(BGM - "Last Time" Drizabone)

Nebuchadnezzar shook his head and stood up. He clapped his hands in response to the beat of the music, and shouted, "Come on! Come together, we haven't had fun for a long time!"

After speaking, Nebuchadnezzar began to swing along with the music. He was wearing a black robe with gold trim and an exquisite crown of thorns. He twisted his body unscrupulously in the music, looking very Funny, but no one dares to laugh.

Baal, sitting first on the left, was the first to stand up. He pushed away his chair and began to dance the classic Elvis dance steps facing Nebuchadnezzar. The two black gemstone eyes on the skull ring shone dimly under the light. Halo, he laughed "haha": "Hey! It's so happy that there is no wine."

As soon as the words fell, a bottle of old-fashioned Scotch single malt whiskey appeared out of thin air on the black alloy table. Barr took off his mask, revealing an old wrinkled face. Suddenly, it was Dr. Charlie, the owner of Penglai Island.

And here, he is the "Four Supreme Pillars" and Baer who is the "No. [-] Thirteen Demon Gods".

Dr. Charlie unscrewed the cap of the whiskey, took a swig, and handed it to Baimon who was opposite him, "Baimon!"

Baimon glanced at the virtual whiskey formed by the light and shadow, smiled wryly, shook his head and said, "Charlie, I'm getting old."

Astaroth clenched his fists in the long sleeves of his black robe. He looked at Nebuchadnezzar and said in a low voice, "My lord, the times have changed. We must integrate into the mainstream society. We must be legalized. We have to get in touch with the people we used to fight, because we are no longer those reptiles who lick blood and live in the dark, we have to live in a different way. I know you are a hero, you are ours King, but you also have to think about us, the family that has followed you for hundreds of years."

Nebuchadnezzar swayed to the music, and he asked noncommittally, "Is this what your father taught you?"

"No, this is what I have been thinking for more than ten years." After a pause, Astaru explained, "I have not violated your order to have private contact with the Stargate, nor have I formed an alliance with those capitalists in the upper class. I just want to clean up."

Nebuchadnezzar turned around lightly, held his head up and waved his hands. He smiled and said, "Actually, you can do whatever you want. The premise is that you get the 'Lord of the Plague' and sit in my seat."

Astaroth glanced at the projection, suppressed his dissatisfaction, and whispered, "King, this is not fair."

"I am fair." Nebuchadnezzar did not look at Astaroth.

Nebuchadnezzar's attitude made Astaro a little angry. He put his hands on the table and said in a depressed tone: "My lord, the east coast controlled by our Astaro family provides you with the entire Black Death every year." One-third of the income of the disease, that's 800 billion US dollars per year, 800 billion US dollars!" Astaru raised his finger and pointed at the table, "Other people come to me for help, and I am also very generous, whether it is for people or for others. I have never refused money, even giving them territory. I have been working hard to safeguard the interests of the Black Death. I have no complaints about everything I do, but your decision today is so disappointing to me. You have no respect for me or my family, not even a little bit of respect."

Baimon stood up and reprimanded sharply: "Astaroth, do you know who you are talking to? Shut your beak! Sit down for me!" After scolding Astaroth, he turned to look at Ni Buchadnezzar, "King, don't be angry, let me have a good talk with him, let me have a good talk with him."

"I'm not angry." Nebuchadnezzar still didn't stop dancing. He seemed not to understand Astaroth's strong dissatisfaction, and said in a cheerful tone, "Anyway, I've finished what I want to say. Who will be at the next Eden meeting?" Whoever can get the Lord of the Plague at the time can inherit my position as the second general. Now, those of you who want to dance can stay, and those who don’t want to dance, leave quickly! Don’t delay my happy time .”

Astaroth was the first to disappear into thin air, and a [-]D projector on the ceiling dimmed.

Baimeng smiled wryly and said, "Wang, I will tell him well, he just lost his head for a while."

"Go! Go! Don't forget to transfer the SSS skills you lost to me to me!" Nebuchadnezzar waved his hand and laughed.

Baimon smiled wryly again and disappeared into the air.

Then a group of bird-beaked doctors in black robes bid farewell to Nebuchadnezzar, until there were only four people left at the table, one of them was a projection, and the other three were entities.

As the owner of the Montparnasse Tower and the controller of the French underground world, Barbatos is actually the most anxious person, but he is the one who is the most difficult to leave. After hesitating for a long time, he hesitated and said: "My king, I also Let’s go, Paris. With all the trouble like this, I’m really not in the mood to drink now.”

Nebuchadnezzar smiled, "Go! You have the best chance, Barbatos, don't let others get there first." Barbatos quickly waved his hand and said sincerely, "My lord, I appreciate your I am not interested in the position. Please believe me, I am absolutely loyal to you!"

Nebuchadnezzar laughed, "Really?"

"Of course! I got the Lord of Plague, and I will definitely give it to you as soon as possible."

"No, no, I don't need it. If you stay until the next Eden meeting, you will be able to become the second general."

Barbatos shook his head and said, "I don't have the strength, it would be good if I can keep the position of the Thirteen Demon Gods."

Nebuchadnezzar smiled and said, "Strength, if you have it, you will." Seeing what Barbatos wanted to say, Nebuchadnezzar waved his hand, "Go! Go! !"

Barbatos closed his mouth and hurriedly left the observation hall using "teleportation".

There were only four people left, so the hall of hundreds of square meters seemed extremely empty.Among the four people, two entities stood at the table quietly watching the battle between the Plague Lord and Napoleon VII, and the two phantoms danced wantonly to the sound of music.

When the music ended, the battle between the Plague Lord and Napoleon VII also came to an end.

Nebuchadnezzar stopped dancing, twisted his waist, and breathed a sigh of relief, "I can't dance because of my old arms and legs!"

"You need some wine!" said Barr, holding up the whiskey bottle.

"It's boring to drink like this!" Nebuchadnezzar waved his hand and refused, then he looked at Barr and said, "Charlie, you go first! I have a few words with Asmodeus."

Dr. Charlie shook the whiskey bottle, "I'll wait for you to have a drink or two on Penglai Island."

Nebuchadnezzar nodded, and Dr. Charlie also disappeared into the observation hall.

Sitting at the end of the table, Asmodeus and Beret turned their heads to look at Nebuchadnezzar at the same time, and asked in unison with a similar metallic tone: "Old man, what do you mean?"

Nebuchadnezzar didn't answer, he just turned off the projection, so that the dilapidated scenery on the banks of the Seine reappeared in front of the French windows, he walked towards the glass curtain wall and looked at the ruins of the Eiffel Tower, and asked softly: "See the ruins of the Eiffel Tower in the past two days?" Don’t you feel anything about what happened?”

"How do you feel?" Asmodeus and Beret stood up at the same time, walking towards Nebuchadnezzar in unison, "It's really terrible for Napoleon VII to get the position of general so easily."

Nebuchadnezzar chuckled, "Because of your agreement with him?"

Asmodeus and Beret nodded at the same time.

Nebuchadnezzar turned his head to look at Beret, and asked with great interest: "Now it can ... fool Ayala?"

Asmodeus shook his head and said, "It's okay for a short time, but not for a longer time, but I think it's okay to let it study for a while."

Beret took off the beak mask by himself, revealing a beautiful expressionless face. This face is cold like a ghost face, not fresh enough but lifelike. Believe she is a robot.She looked at Nebuchadnezzar with disdain, and said in an indifferent female voice: "Old man, don't look at me with such lewd eyes, be careful that I kick your ass off!"

"Oh! Oh!" Nebuchadnezzar laughed loudly, "Haha", "I won't say anything else. No one will be able to tell that it is a robot."

"Go away!" Beret sneered, "You are the robot, and your whole family is a robot!"

Nebuchadnezzar bent down, lowered his head and stretched out his hand, "Oh! A beautiful girl who is more beautiful than roses and more shining than stars, can you tell me your name?"

Beret rolled his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Beat me, and only if you win will I be entitled to know my name!"

"That's easy!"

Nebuchadnezzar raised his hand to grab Beret's hand hanging by his side. Asmodeus kicked his foot directly towards Nebuchadnezzar's chest, but the kick was in vain. His slender and graceful legs came from The black robe popped out, and then passed through the phantom. The colored particles rippled in the heating for a while, and immediately returned to normal.

But that long, graceful leg left an indelible aftertaste in the air.

Beret quickly backed away, but he couldn't escape the light and shadow of the faster Nebuchadnezzar. He followed Beret who flew back to the chair like a shadow, grabbed Beret's hand, and bent down. He faked a kiss and said with a smile, "You lost."

Beret blushed slightly. She tried to struggle but couldn't move. Her pupils twirled in her eye sockets for a while before she opened her mouth and said, "My name is Beret."

Nebuchadnezzar laughed unscrupulously "hehe" when he saw the robot Beret blushing, "It's really a restoration!"

Asmodeus took out the phone in his pocket, turned on the software and turned off something. Beret closed his eyes, dropped his hands, and stood there motionless.

"Hmm! Hmm!" Nebuchadnezzar said loudly, "Oh my God! If this can be commercialized, no matter how expensive it is, there will be people chasing after it! What are we doing about the Black Death! Change it to The beauty robot manufacturing company must make a fortune!"

Asmodeus turned around and said angrily: "Old color embryo, if you have nothing to say, I will leave."

Nebuchadnezzar hurriedly said: "Don't be angry!" He walked quickly to the glass curtain wall, looked at the ruins of the Eiffel Tower, and said in a serious tone, "I want to ask you, who was killed by the 'stick of God'?" Is your girl a saint?"

Seeing that Nebuchadnezzar restrained her slightly frivolous attitude, and Asmodeus no longer spoke harshly, she whispered, "Although it's stupid, it counts." The female voice was almost exactly the same, except that apart from being cold, it was more noble and haughty, like a rose with thorns.

"No." Nebuchadnezzar sighed, "In my opinion, the holder of the Plague Lord is considered a saint."

Asmodeus sneered.

Nebuchadnezzar glanced at Asmodeus, put his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "For humans, the world is a dark room. The moment you open your eyes is the beginning of the awakening of human consciousness. Most people opened their eyes and found that the world was dark. There was no difference between opening and closing eyes, so they continued to sleep. However, a small number of people stood up unwillingly and began to walk in the huge and dark "world". They began to grope around in the room, trying to find out what was hidden in the darkness. But the world was too big and the darkness was too deep. Some people couldn't hold on, and some people touched the jagged and sharp stones, so they began to climb. They endured Suffering unimaginable suffering, the pain of the human group, the pain of last resort; the pain given by nature and the pain of the body itself. The pain makes these people who try to climb up restless and worse What is most striking is that they are extremely sober, but they can only paralyze themselves with unknown hopes. This sounds contradictory, and it seems to have become an obstacle to the awakening of consciousness.”

Nebuchadnezzar paused, looked down at the rushing Seine, and said in a low voice, "You think that the core spirit of a saint is kindness, but that's not entirely correct. A true saint needs to be kind. The courage and persistence to climb upwards under the torture of all kinds of pain. When everyone is enjoying a peaceful sleep in a dark room, they stay awake and look for fire in the endless darkness. They not only need to use their own sacrifices The suffering of others. You must let your life live in flames. Therefore. It is such an irreconcilable contradiction that makes a saint a saint."

Asmodeus continued to sneer: "What's the use of telling me? Just now, you said that whoever gets the Lord of Plague will inherit your position as a god general. That's why you pushed him into the pit of fire? .In short, I am not interested in what you want to do, and I have no idea about your position as a general, but I really want to study the crown of thorns."

Nebuchadnezzar took off the crown of thorns and handed it to Asmodeus, "Either? Or take it, this thing is not a crown, the thorns are real."

Asmodeus snorted coldly and said, "I will grab it myself! You don't need it."

Nebuchadnezzar smiled "haha" and put on the crown of thorns again. He saw the Lord of the Plague flying towards the ruins of the Eiffel Tower with his black wings. He tilted his head and asked, "Will you kill him?"

Asmodeus didn't answer immediately, she stared at the huge shadow landing in the ruins of the wall in the morning light, sad like an exclamation point, she said coldly: "I will not kill him, but I will I will not abide by the ancestor's precepts to be his servant. If someone kills him and takes away the Lord of Plague, I don't mind killing that person to avenge him."

Nebuchadnezzar chuckled, "Then let's make a bet."

Asmodeus shook his head and said firmly, "I won't bet with you."

"I bet on the crown of thorns, and my forbidden skill - black hole. These things are my own, and have nothing to do with the position of the general."

Asmodeus asked without hesitation: "How to bet?"

"I don't think anyone will be able to take the Plague Lord from him before the Eden meeting."

Asmodeus thought for a moment and asked, "What will I pay if I lose?"

"Follow the ancestral precepts of your Delorme family and become servants of the Plague Lord."

"Old man, what kind of tricks do you want to play?" Asmodeus asked coldly.

Nebuchadnezzar sneered and said, "I'm already old, why should I play tricks on you, a yellow-haired girl?"

"Bet!"

"In the name of Onassis Athena!" Nebuchadnezzar raised his hand.

Asmodeus also raised his hand, "I, Athena Onassis, swear in the name of God and the glory of my ancestors that I will keep this covenant."

Nebuchadnezzar touched his narrow beak, "There is no need to be so serious, I just want to give you a high five."

Asmodeus ignored Nebuchadnezzar, and said coldly, "Are you all right? I'll leave now."

Nebuchadnezzar sighed, and said with some depression: "Seeing that I am about to lose my position as a general, no one wants to chat with an old man like me. Life is really lonely like snow."

Asmodeus said angrily, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Did you know that when Jews take an oath, the person who takes the oath must hold the X pill or birth XX of the witness in one hand and solemnly swear? This is the Jewish oath ceremony. I remember that it seems to be on your father's side."

Asmodeus raised a silver chair and flew over, she lifted the chair and slammed it at the projector on the ceiling, and at the same time angrily said: "Get out!"

The projection of Nebuchadnezzar disappeared into the rising sun in Paris, and only an exclamation of unknown meaning echoed in the air: "It's like dusk!"

(End of this chapter)