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The death of a demon viscount made Mammon really take this matter seriously.

He searched for divination experts everywhere in hell and tried more than ten times.

No low-level demon or mage was spared, and they all met the same fate. When they began to observe the future of "Mammon Mercenaries vs. Witches" on the timeline, their heads exploded without any warning.

Apart from faint fluctuations in time and space, there are no fluctuations in magic elements or abilities.

"It's evil." The second prince was shocked and confused.

Well, the second prince was originally forming a 'Witch Hunting Squadron'. After receiving an invitation from Mammon and receiving the benefit of a soul coin, he also took the unformed squadron and joined the 'Hell Servants' to save the wealthy and inflated people. corps'.

"Two possibilities!" The King of Wealth muttered: "Either the witch really predicted our raid.

Moreover, the fortune teller is also an extremely powerful person who can seal and protect the future.

The second possibility is that the witch simply found a strong man as her backer. He participated in the future battle, noticed the soothsayer's prying eyes, and punished her.

In fact, most gods can do the latter.

Who dares to predict our future, we can immediately alert and severely injure or even kill him across the river of time.

But we can't be like the unknown strong man who has no fireworks, not even elemental fluctuations. "

"How strong is that strong man?" the second prince asked.

"How about you give it a try?" Mammon suggested.

The second prince's face turned pale and he said with a smile: "I can barely enter the super-time flow.

Despite my rudimentary skills, not to mention that the other party may be a supreme being, even a master of the divination system can easily manipulate me. "

Divination is a technical job. Most gods only have the instinct to protect their own destiny from being observed. If they want to observe others, it will be a great test of talent and skill.

For example, Mrs. Xanadu is very weak, which lowers the fairy's overall performance by a large margin.

But her divination ability is among the best in the entire DC multiverse.

During the French Revolution, she predicted that there would be a revolution in the future of China, and she even saw the names and faces of great men.

"Don't you have six more sworn brothers? They all have N-metal bodies and have strong defenses. Please give them a try." Mammon suggested.

"I never deceive my brothers. I will tell the truth about possible dangers." The second prince said.

"For the overall goal of hunting witches, someone has to make sacrifices." Mammon said solemnly.

The second prince's eyes flashed slightly and he said firmly: "It's definitely not okay to let my brother bear the risk in vain."

Mammon said thoughtfully, "I will pay them a sum of money to hire them."

"How much?" asked the second prince.

"How about ten thousand soul coins?"

The second prince was a little moved, but he still shook his head and said: "Is my brother's life only worth ten thousand?"

"Raskov, action is imminent, I don't have time to argue with you. How many do you want? Just tell me the number." Mammen said simply.

The second prince raised a finger and said, "One million, package this project to me and sign a secret contract. No one is allowed to leak the news."

Mammon sneered: "You are too greedy."

"I'm fighting for my brother's interests."

The two demons bargained until the end, and the packaged project was sold for 478,000 soul coins.

Not long after, the second prince brought six iron kings to the palace of the King of Wealth.

"King Mammon, you are so stingy. You want my brother to sacrifice his life for only two thousand soul coins." As soon as he entered the hall, the boss Onyma complained.

Mammon's face on the throne twitched a few times and she looked at the second prince.

The second prince’s expression remained unchanged, and he advised from the side: “Brother, it’s not all about King Mammon.

No matter whether we have money or not, we will seek revenge on the witch.

How can brotherly loyalty be measured by money? "

Onyima praised: "Second brother, you are right, let's get started. In order to avenge my brother, I have the consciousness of sacrifice."

"Oh, brother, are you coming in person?" Raskov was surprised.

The Iron Giant sighed: "Among the brothers, I am the strongest and the easiest to survive when encountering danger."

Raskov sent the 'new big brother' into the magic circle with a complicated expression.

The Iron Giant also doesn't know how to divination, and relies purely on the power of the gods to break through the river of time and observe the course of the war 13 days later.

Well, after Satan punished her with being bloated and jumping off the rooftop, Mammon used two million souls to buy her son's 15-day probation from Beelzebub and Belena. Now two days have passed.

The magic circle was drawn by Mammon, who was proficient in prophecy, and has powerful auxiliary and protective effects.

"Ah, I saw a lot of people. The pictures are all repeated. What does this mean?"

Surrounded by the brilliant rune array, the iron giant Onyma closed his eyes tightly and spoke loudly about everything he saw in the river of time.

"The future is uncertain and there are countless possibilities. You have to follow the thread of fate and find the greatest possibility." Mammon shouted from the side.

"Where is the thread of fate? I have lived for tens of millions of years and this is my first time doing divination."

Mammon reminded: "Follow your feelings. You are also in the river of time. You in the future reality and you in the present reality are connected by a line, and that line is destiny."

"Oh, it seems like I'm really feeling something. I saw Quinn Manor, so--"

"Boom, boom!" The Iron Giant's two fist-sized eyes were like rotten watermelons under a baseball bat, exploding suddenly, with juice splashing everywhere.

"Ouch~~~" The Iron Giant covered his eyes and howled miserably, "I can't see anything with my eyes."

"Brother!" The other five iron knots shouted anxiously, rushing directly into the divination circle and dragging their eldest brother out.

The second prince suddenly relaxed, turned his head and glanced at Mamen, both seeing happiness and relief in the other's eyes.

"It can't kill the Demon Lord. It only blinds two eyes. Even if it is the highest, its power has its limit. It will definitely not be able to hurt the Demon Lord who is more powerful than the Demon Lord." The second prince looked at Mammon expectantly.

Mammon understood what he meant, pondered for a moment and said, "I will try it myself and go to the ninth level of hell, the Ring of Judas."

"Why go there?" The second prince asked doubtfully.

Mammon said: "It's safer to be in front of Boss Lucifer."

The second prince said: "It's better to go find the other two majesties. Satan has been ascetic in recent years. He just sits on the throne in a daze and does nothing. He also strictly abides by the agreement with the witch and does not interfere at all in our actions against her. "

Mammon shook his head and sighed: "There will always be only one king in hell - the eternal Lucifer Morning Star. Even if he does nothing, other supreme beings will not dare or cannot kill his subordinates in front of him."

The second prince went with him.

Lucifer sat high on the throne, resting his chin on his palms, looking into the vast void in the distance, not knowing where his thoughts were going.

Etrigan is like a loyal dog, guarding Lucifer's head.

Mammon is in front of the throne of Satan, and her consciousness jumps into the river of time.

For a long time, there were no headshots or eyeballs, and he was unscathed.

After a long time, the King of Wealth opened his eyes and said doubtfully: "I didn't see anything."

"What's the meaning?"

"The future is nothingness." Mammen said.

"What Onyma saw was an illusion? Moreover, unless the multiverse is destroyed, the future cannot be nothingness." The second prince said.

"It should be the strong man who has covered the future." Mammon turned her eyes to Lucifer on the throne and said with a sneer: "Boss, if you are idle, you are idle, why don't you take a look at it for me?"

Lucifer lowered his head, glanced at him, and said calmly: "I'm too lazy to get involved in your bad things."

After saying that, he looked away again and continued to stare into the distance in a daze.

Mammon murmured: "That person avoided me, which means that he is not as strong as me and can't even hurt me. Otherwise, wouldn't it be nice to blow out my eyeballs?"

"I think so too. It should be a god who is proficient in prophecy, and its strength is almost the same as that of the Demon Lord." The second prince said.

"The god on earth who is proficient in prophecy." Mammon's expression changed slightly, "Could it be Dr. Fate?"

"Your Majesty, it seems you have to take action yourself." The second prince said solemnly.

Mammon's expression changed slightly, "Where is your father? He hates the witch so much, why doesn't he participate in this operation?"

The second prince smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think He doesn't want to enter the earth in real form?"

"A clone can also come to you." Mamen said.

The second prince's face was ugly. The last time his father descended on his eldest brother, he died on the spot. Now that Mammon has made him the carrier of his descent, does she want him to become the main force in carrying the witch to death?

There are no doors.

He has always encouraged others to be the main force.

"King Mammon, the basic purpose of this operation is to save your son. My 'Witch Hunting Squadron' does not need to join it." Raskov said solemnly.

Mamen's eyes were sharp, but she was silent.

Two days later, there are still 11 days left before the execution of the ‘death penalty’ for flatulence.

Under Lucifer's throne, Etrigan, who was squatting on the observation deck and taking a nap, suddenly woke up, looked around, quickly jumped off the Satanic Peak, and stood in a deserted place at the foot of the mountain. A circle of summoning talismans rose under his feet, and disappeared into Hell Judas. ring.

Lucifer, who was on the throne, glanced down the mountain and frowned slightly.

Earth, Quinn Manor, Black Magic Meditation Room.

"Buzz--" The magic circle flashed, and a tall demon god appeared in the room.

"Harry, what did you summon me for?"

"Have there been any casualties among the fortune tellers of Mammon, the King of Wealth, in recent days?" Harley asked directly.

Etrigan's expression became condensed, "How do you know?"

Harley breathed a sigh of relief: the supreme being who exploded Xanadu's head was not from the other side of hell.

She didn't expect Midnight to hide the news for her.

It's not that she doesn't trust Midnight because of his poor integrity, but she's not sure if Midnight will take the initiative to contact Hell.

That day, she rode a Yamaha motorcycle to a midnight bar. Although her face was covered by a mask, the uniquely shaped modified motorcycle and even the motorcycle license plate could make anyone guess her identity.

It just so happens that a midnight bar full of bastard devils and angels is the place with the most thoughtful people.

Her identity cannot be concealed.

Now that hell is preparing to deal with her, can you not be anxious when you learn that she went to a midnight bar to buy information?

Not all human mages can be as nourishing and free-spirited as her.

The vast majority of black mages are unable to resist the pressure of hell demons, especially the Demon Lord and Demon King.

As long as Mammon comes to the door, even if Father Midnight promises a huge sum of money like Ji Bu and is as unyielding as Su Wu, it will be of no use.

If you kill him, his soul will go to hell. Shouldn't he be at the mercy of the devils?

Therefore, Harley deliberately revealed that she was predicting the actions of the demons in order to make Mammon follow suit.

She wanted to know whether the supreme being who blew Xanadu's head off was an enemy or a passerby.

If there were enemies, Mammon wouldn't need to prophesy at all, and no one would die, so she immediately ran away and hid in Heaven Mountain.

If it were just a passerby, Harley felt that she could still have another wave.