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Ma Zejin looked down at the message on the note. A Lilim messenger in front of him was still riding on a raptor, waiting for a response. Their time was very precious, and the messenger must return to the base camp immediately after receiving Ma Zejin's order. .

"Are you okay, Ms. Mazekin?" The female demon Liz asked lazily while holding a wine glass in the seat made of human skin and stumps.

"Very good...everything went according to plan." Mazekin said coldly, and then the note burned.

"Hmm... Okay, your expression is not what it is, but I have no room to interrupt, right, ally?" Liz's mouth is very poisonous, and her smile can make people covered with bruises. From a certain perspective, she is indeed better than her dead father. After all, she has a better weapon like her body. Looking at the whole hell or outside hell, there are few people or gods who can refuse it. Her charm.

"Jinenmok, that ancient evil spirit I mentioned to you betrayed us." Mazekin turned around and said, "She has obviously always been on the side of an arrogant human. She used our intelligence and resources to get what she wanted. They wanted something and then gave it to someone else.”

"Oh?" Liz was not surprised. She looked at Mazekin thoughtfully with her charming eyes, "They were indeed very powerful once, because they were the afterimages of the first world, but they lost their bodies. , they can only be attached to flesh and blood, which even becomes a curse, because once trapped in a body for too long, they will lose all self and memory, and then become a mortal. Such jinenmok will deceive You and Briadach?”

Mazekin snorted coldly. She still couldn't deceive the female devil behind her.

"Tell the briadach to keep staring at our prey." Mazekin said to the messenger.

The messenger quickly left the miasmatic woodland between the Land of Pain and the Amsasi Territory. He passed through the blood curtain composed of magic and curses and disappeared into the empty and desolate swamp.

"I need a double agent, jinenmok is perfect for it, and I also need to kill an enemy! That guy ruined my business and friends! The culprit of everything!" Mazekin turned around, not covered by the mask An expression of extreme resentment appeared on Zhu's face, "I will not allow such an insult! I will repay you twice as much!"

"Wow...this is the Master Mazekin I like!" Liz licked her red and delicate lips, raised the corners of her mouth, and her charming smile was full of teasing and longing, "Before the others come, Before I arrive, I just want to say... What I like today is a woman, Lord Mazekin, maybe we can..."

"Look who is summoning the lord of hell? Ah! Lord Lucifer's favorite! Or... a former favorite!" A big flea covered with thick black spike-like hair got into the blood curtain, and his Behind him were some deformed followers, that was Duke Dulowalis, the lord of Amsas.

"It seems that you are doing well, Lord Duke Dulovaris! You are still in the mood to laugh at me?" Mazekin grinned evilly as he put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"I thought what you wanted was an alliance, Ms. Mazekin." Liz stood up at this time, and she said between the fans, "and ridicule and slander have always been the tradition of hell, I think you are in Lucifer I have never had the opportunity to try this 'warm' greeting when I was around! Duke Dulovaris, welcome to your arrival!"

"So... your father is dead?" Duke Dulowalis asked as he approached, "There's no need to play that disgusting and ridiculous role-playing game here anymore?"

"Maybe there is something I like in it, but I am willing to slowly restore the original tradition." Liz said with a smile, "But... there is still a need for change. The previous Lord Mammon played well."

Duke Dulovaris was silent. Liz poked this guy's sore spot, or every demon lord's sore spot, which was much harsher than Mazekin's direct ridicule, because Mammon's tragic death was a warning. At the execution site, the First Fallen was invited He killed all the hell lords and tortured Mammon for a long time with extremely cruel methods. The First Fallen looked around at the faces of every hell lord throughout the process, as if to firmly imprint fear into the memories of all demons.

Liz has uncovered a horrific trauma.

"Oh, Lord Duke Chloe!" Liz looked at the other demon lord who was passing through the blood curtain behind Duke Dulovaris.

Soon, the lords of the nine provinces of hell got into the blood curtain. Some of them were determined, some were pure opportunists, and some just joined in the fun with a wait-and-see attitude, but at least they came. None of the people who came to this secret meeting place supported the First Fallen, otherwise they would disintegrate into a pile of scraps of flesh the moment they entered the Blood Curtain.

However, these lords also lost almost most of their troops. After all, the First Fallen were not fools, and they would never be allowed to stab them in the back. Therefore, on the surface, this group of lords is of no use. They are all mere commanders.

A very short girl wearing a Gothic skirt strutted into the blood curtain, followed by a vampire-like old housekeeper.

That is Rosa Canis of the Scorched Hell, the daughter of the demon Nergal. She killed her uncle who wanted to usurp the territory. Although she has not yet ascended the throne, she has already won the throne by virtue of her Nergal bloodline. He had the right to rule the original territory, and the butler Drug was his loyal assistant.

Although the sweet-looking little girl looked a little immature, her sparkling eyes were full of cold, arrogant and determined look.

And don't forget, she is still a demon, she has been trained well by Nergal, and she can kill anyone, anyone without mercy.

The most important thing is that Rosa Canis is the most special one among the attendees, because she is now very powerful, and she is an absolute supporter of the First Fallen on the surface.

After all, in the last power struggle in hell, Rosa Canis was on the side of the First Fallen, and her targets were Chen Yu and Constantine, the two father-killing enemies.

Mazekin did not think that Rosa Canis would really come, because Rosa Canis knew that Mazekin had walked with Constantine and the others, and she also participated in the summoning ceremony that killed her father.

But Liz was absolutely certain that Rosa Canis would be there.

Mazekin glanced at Liz's enthusiastic back towards Rosa Canis. She thought of Liz's previous act of parricide without hesitation, and she began to think thoughtfully.

Hell's Tradition.

King and loser.

Mazekin grinned evilly. She looked at the age-inappropriate smile on Rosa Canis's face and finally understood the key point.

Hell and earth are ultimately the same.

There are no enemies here, only interests.

"Gentlemen and ladies! I think you know what we are going to do when you come here?" Liz walked to the center of the field and looked around at the demons and smiled, "Business, development, and a steady stream of souls! The war has deprived us of Everything! It is even leading us to destruction! Even if the worst case scenario does not happen, heaven will completely block us! Until then, where is our power?"

"Do you think the First Fallen will lose?" Rosa Canis also asked with a smile. The other demons stared at Liz silently, as if they were staring at a piece of fat.

"That's right!" Mazekin took a step forward and looked at Rosa Canis proudly, "This is not a war between heaven and hell, everyone! This is a 'Wild Hunt'! Gods, heaven, hell, and the world ! Even the realms of magic and the Endless Family are involved! The First Fallen are destined to lose, even without our participation! The reason why I called you all is to provide a chance! The greatest benefit, the best change!"

"So, you want to become the King of Hell?" The big flea-like Duke Dulovaris hissed.

"No, after Lucifer, we had a legitimate king! Although his dynasty was very short, he still had the power to regain the throne!" Mazekin said seriously, "That is the new king we want to assist. !”

Some demons began to sneer.

"That's a human being, Mazekin! Are you crazy?" Duke Chloe sneered, "Let us kneel down to a human being?"

"That human is my father-killing enemy!" Rosa Canis stepped forward. She stood in front of Mazekin, then raised her head and stared at Mazekin, "He killed my father Nergal! You were He was there too, and you indulged him!”

Half of Mazekin's face was as dark as water, and she slowly narrowed her eyes.

All the demons are excitedly waiting to see a fighting show.

"This shows that this person is extremely powerful! So powerful that even Lilim's war leader and Lucifer's former torture officer were frightened!" Rosa Canis suddenly turned around. She turned her head and looked at each demon lord, "In I was also present during the last battle for the throne! I saw his grace and will! And his cunning scheming and resourcefulness! He can even destroy the First Fallen! Yes! I have no doubt about this, because he Destroyed my father and left no trace behind!"

The faces of the demon lords began to look ugly, while Liz glanced sideways at Mazekin, her eyes full of smiles.

"Can you defeat him? Or... can you easily defeat my father Nergal?" Rosa Canis said loudly, "Conservatism will make hell kneel down to heaven. This is what we can't tolerate the most! I My mother was also a human! Am I not worthy of dominating in hell? This is flexibility! Only by adapting can we get the corresponding freedom! Everyone! The choice is in your hands! And for me, this is a battle with A great investment with great returns!”

A group of demons began to whisper among themselves.

"You owe me a favor, Mazekin." Rosacarnis turned to Mazekin and whispered in a low voice, "I know who the initiator of my father's death was, John Constantine. Give him to me. .”

"You don't care about your father's life or death at all, so why do you care about Constantine?" Mazegin stared at Rosa Canis with interest, "Oh... you are interested in him. This is a very dangerous thing. .”

"This is none of your business, Mazekin." Rosa Canis said coldly as she lifted up her skirt and walked toward the demons.