Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 634 Mortals Return to Hell
A small town in Kansas.

Mark was warming his daughters, Dorothy and Theodora, now six months old.

no way.

Ever since the scene of demons dancing wildly in National City half a year ago, the whole world here has exploded in an instant.

Law enforcement agencies unanimously dispatched personnel from Washington to the city of Nasino.

The military also sent land, sea and air to settle in National City in batches, fundamentally completely blocking National City.

Of course.

The blockade here is for most people, for the rich?Do you dare to block me and try.

All major law enforcement agencies and the military have moved into National City, and the unit where the female supercar Kara is located has also started to zoom in on vacation...

Yes.

Mark and his family returned to their hometown in Kansas temporarily with Kate, two children and sister-in-law.

Mark doesn't care about moving or anything.

And the environment here is obviously more suitable for the growth of his two little girls than National City.

Mark enjoyed it.

Mark walked out the door holding two cups, one red and one blue, and immediately saw Kate and Kara chatting at the door.

As for his two precious girls, they were happily crawling on the lawn.

Mark's eyes widened.

With a thud.

Kate looked at the two extra cups in her arms in a daze and looked forward.

Immediately, I saw Mark holding Dorothy in one hand and Theodora in the other, glaring at her.

"Kate, you are so irresponsible."

"...God, you are too nervous. Even if you cut Dorothy with a knife, the final result will be that the knife will collapse, and your precious girl will be fine."

Mark's eyes went straight.

Knife?

Daughter?

Do you dare to come and try.

Mark turned straight and said angrily to Kate: "From now on, you have lost the right to take care of your daughter. For 24 hours in a row, reflect on your own mistakes."

Kate: "..."

Mark ignored Kate who was stunned, and directly led the two feeding bottles with his thoughts, leading Dorothy and Theodora towards the riverside.

Dorothy and Theodora giggled in Mark's arms.

Kara also pursed her lips and lowered her head, not wanting her sister Kate to see him snickering.

Kate came back to her senses and said loudly towards Mark's back: "Hey, then don't sleep in my bed tonight."

Mark said without looking back: "You can sleep in the guest room by yourself, I will sleep with my daughter."

"..."

"Hahaha!"

Carla couldn't bear it anymore, and squatted on the ground covering her stomach in discomfort, laughing like an aunt.

River side.

Mark carefully placed his two daughters in a special hammock.

no way.

In ordinary hammocks, the two little guys will break themselves from the hammock to the grass as soon as they exert their strength.

Dorothy and Theodora, who have the blood of the god Mark and the blood of Kate Krypton, have reached the finish line that countless ordinary people dream of from the moment they were born...

at this time.

Maizi walked out of the pentagram circle.

Mark, who was teasing the two daughters, said without looking back: "How is it, is the arrest over?"

Maizi nodded and walked to Mark's side and said, "Come on, three groups of fallen angel legions are making final confirmations in one region by one."

Mark nodded in understanding.

Again.

Mark has seen countless hells, and the hell here in universe number 38 is the most bizarre.

The incorporation process of other cosmic hells will not exceed one month at most.

The work here has been going on for half a year and it is still in the final stage of finishing.

Boston alone.

After being raided by the Legion of Fallen Angels who had just entered the growth stage from infancy.

The people of Boston were surprised the next day that the entire city of Boston was half empty. From this, one can imagine how many living dead people had been in the world before that...

"How about the rebuilding of hell here?"

"80.00% has been completed, but the last 20.00% is estimated to take half a year to complete. After all, the hell here is almost empty."

Mark took the empty bottle from Dorothy's mouth and said lightly: "It's normal, what can I do if I don't wash it off?"

The dead govern hell?
It's just nonsense, if this is the case, why do you need Pluto?

Mark separated the two little girls who were playing with each other after eating and drinking, checked for peeing and then turned to look at Maizi.

There is also an inexplicable smile on Maizi's very healthy cheeks.

Mark automatically ignored Maizi's teasing eyes and thought for a while and asked, "How long will it take for the first batch of native demons from hell to be born?"

"It will take four months at the earliest."

"That's good." Mark nodded and said, "After four months, choose the Lord of Hell here and return Hell to them."

The life and death of mortals go to hell.

The life and death of the gods belong to Hades (underworld).

This is a matter of principle.

Mark didn't intend to change this. If the hell here wasn't too nonsense, Mark wouldn't have spent so much time on the source of hell that can only be manifested by the four pillars of the underworld...

Maizi frowned and said, "I'm afraid not."

Mark was taken aback.

Maizi explained: "Even if the original demons are born, they are only low-level demons. That's why I came to you this time. No high-level demons will be born in hell here."

"……how come?"

"I don't know, this is the message from the original power of hell to Apophis." Maizi shook his head and looked at Mark.

Mark akimbo looked at the lake not far away, frowned, thought of a possibility and said: "Unless all the high-level demons in hell here are wiped out by the hexagonal demons at that time, otherwise this situation will not happen."

Maizi shrugged and said, "It's very possible that high-level demons need hell to conceive in time, but we can transfer a high-level demon to settle here in Hades, and this step can be skipped after the hell here has its first high-level demon. Direct birth does not require time to conceive."

Mark waved his hand and vetoed: "No, unless there is a catastrophe, the underworld (underworld) will never interfere with any hell. This is the rule, and the rule cannot be broken."

Maizi did not speak.

Mark thought for a while and then frowned: "How is that Proctor now?"

"According to your order, be imprisoned in Purgatory."

"What do you think of her?"

"Proctor?"

"Correct."

Mark nodded and turned to Maizi and said, "She is a dead person from hell here."

Maizi frowned and said, "But she is not the original demon of hell, she is the dead, and the dead cannot control hell, otherwise we would not clean this place on a large scale, because the hell here is polluted by the dead."

"I know." Mark smiled and said, "But once Proctor's aura is transformed into a demon, it is enough to be promoted to a high-level demon. If I read correctly at the time, Proctor's aura should have half the aura of a succubus."

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(End of this chapter)