Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 636 Only love lasts forever (fifth change at every turn)

hum!
The reflection of the pentagram magic circle covered with the light of the morning star is on the underworld of hell here.

Mark and Maizi stepped out.

The army of fallen angels flying over the Nether land gathered their wings behind them and landed, standing quietly on the ground holding their weapons.

The demons temporarily transferred from other hells on the ground of Hades also stopped their hands and knelt on one knee and lowered their heads towards Mark.

Fallen angels and demons are silenced.

Only the voice of the deceased wailing and scolding suddenly sounded.

only.

The moment the dead who had been in this deformed hell for at least 50 years just opened their mouths, the face of the red-faced demon who was about to escort this group of dead to execution changed.

Swish!
A ferocious head flew into the sky.

The screaming dead man remained standing and turned to ashes from his feet.

The rest of the dead, who were about to forcibly get angry from the five-body throwing posture, trembled even more when they saw this.

Death is not terrible, they are already dead anyway.

But compared to death, what they are most afraid of is that they will not have the opportunity to go to the afterlife. After all, even if they are to be executed, they will only be sacrificed and thrown into the river of resentment. There is still a chance in the afterlife.

The pentagram circle is closed.

Mark took off the magic mirror, stared at the pinch of greenery in the distance of Netherland and smiled.

now it's right.

Hell should have beautiful mountains and clear waters, so why engage in high-tech high-rise buildings?

For a show?
Mark shook his head and said to Maizi, "Let's go."

Maizi nodded and waved her hands around.

The fallen angels flew over the underworld again, and the temporarily transferred demons also returned to the daily work of hell.

It is the status quo of hell here.

But choose to ignore the disadvantages?

The worst outcome is at best the hell here.

Again.

The most indispensable thing in hell is the dead, and the position of the human dead on the favorite list of hell is still behind the dead of other kinds...

Purgatory.

The flames of hell, which had been shut down by the so-called hell committee in the name of disrespecting the rights of prisoners, were rekindled. Bloody crimson flames covered every corner of the [-]-story purgatory. The hotter the temperature, and the fire acts on the core of the soul.

"Which floor are our guests on?"

"Ten floors."

Mark stopped and looked at Maizi and asked in surprise, "Tenth floor?"

The hellfire of purgatory acts on the core of the soul, but how hard is the soul of a dead person?

The existence of purgatory is to imprison the demons who are full and have nothing to do, not the dead whose soul core is so weak that they will be torn apart by the wind of hell.

Again.

Here hell is taken awry.

At least there is no hell like this place. The dead at the bottom of the food chain have become the highest in the food chain. In order to execute these dead, it is necessary to use purgatory...

Maizi heard Mark's question and asked directly: "It's you who said that her soul core is comparable to a high-level demon. You need to detain her alone, and only the tenth floor near the critical point has vacant rooms."

Mark was speechless.

The tenth floor of purgatory.

Mark walked through the aisle and glanced at the prisons on both sides of the aisle, vaguely able to see the grand scene before hell here.

I couldn't help but notice that the skeletons of demons from before the committee era were still inside.

Mark looked at Maizi.

Maizi said solemnly: "What's the matter? You don't want our fallen angels to clean this place, do you? As for the demons of hell? What they fear is purgatory, and they dare not even approach them. Come in and clean?"

Mark was right after thinking about it.

The Legion of the Fallen Angels of Hades is a direct descendant, selected from the best of the best in all hells, and it is impossible for Mark to let this group of treasures do such a job.

As for the demons?
In the hearts of demons, purgatory is equivalent to the death penalty for human beings.

Mark simply ignored it directly and selectively.

Soon.

Mark stood at the door of a cell. In the cell, Proctor, who was still wearing a white shirt and a black vest, turned his back to Mark and stood at the window of the cell, watching the flames of hell burning straight into the depths of hell.

"The dead who dare to face the fire of hell, you are the first."

"Pain makes me feel like I'm alive."

"You are already dead."

Mark opened the prison door with a wave of his right hand, walked in and said lightly: "Hell is the home of demons, and you dead are equivalent to outsiders. It's not impossible for outsiders to live better here, but you are in charge It’s wrong to call the shots.”

Proctor endured the pain of the hellfire on his soul, turned and looked at Mark without any fear of Mark's identity and said directly: "But we handled it well, didn't we?"

Mark laughed.

it is good?
"It is the most basic thing that hell and the human world do not interfere with each other. You have not achieved this. Just on the ground alone, there are more than half of the living and the living dead living side by side in a city."

"Our Hell Police Station is catching these criminals who have escaped from the prison every day."

"Okay, what do I want to discuss with you about this matter."

What else are you talking about?
The chat channels are all on the same channel.

And Mark doesn't have the Swiss time to talk to Proctor about this hellish big policy thing.

Mark directly closed the topic and said straight to the point: "I understand that you don't want to be transformed into a high-level demon."

Proctor nodded.

Mark said: "Then do you know what level the high demons are in hell?"

"I know." Proctor didn't seem to want to have more conversations on this issue and said directly: "When can I be executed."

Mark smiled and looked at the expressionless Proctor and said, "You want to enter the River of Resentment so much? The environment there is the worst."

Proctor said nothing.

Mark smiled and said, "Then do you know that after becoming a high-ranking demon, you can forgive ten dead people?"

Proctor's calm expression disappeared.

really.

Mark thought to himself and glanced at Maizi who stayed by his side and guarded him.

Maizi lowered his head and played with the demon dagger that appeared.

"...are you telling the truth?"

"I don't need to deceive high-level demons, and I don't even bother to deceive the dead."

"That……"

"Yes, as long as you transform into a high-level demon, you can completely pardon Roy Pusifer and save him from sinking in the River of Resentment."

Proctor looked at Mark with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Think about it carefully." Mark turned and walked towards the prison door and added: "By the way, and after you become a high-ranking demon, as long as you think, Roy Pussifer will always stay by your side. "

Mark said and walked out the door.

Proctor's voice came from behind.

"Don't think about it, I promise you."

(End of this chapter)