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The circular platform surrounded by dragon-like bone claws at the top of the Temple of All Demons is engraved with a dark pendulum pattern. The skinned giant skeletons and endless heads form arches and columns. The mutilated human body is It swayed like wind chimes above, and they didn't even die, because the entire earth had become a part of hell.

The painful whimpers echoed miserably, mixed with the screams of some children.

Mazekin paid no attention to it. Human beings had nothing to do with her. She never cared about their life or death. She is very selfish, she only cares about herself, and she knows this, no different from humans.

To put it bluntly, this is just the instinct and desire of life.

Mazekin wiped the blood that had not yet solidified at the corner of her mouth, and spit out a mouthful of minced meat. Her wounds were almost completely healed, and her consciousness slowly recovered. As he walked into the main hall under the blood-red sky, Mazekin tied up his hair again.

Etrigan smirked and followed Mazekin. Now there were only two of them left in the assassination team. The inner dragon was missing, and the Mother Box to the east seemed not to have been destroyed at all. Maybe the inner dragon has escaped, or maybe he is observing the changes in the situation in the dark so that he can take advantage of the situation.

Worst case scenario, worst plan ever.

In fact, Mazekin knew this outcome from the beginning. After all, the Temple of Demons is by no means that easy to break, and the First Fallen have far more power than before.

Now, the King of Hell wearing a tattered cloak is sitting on the dark throne like a stone monument. Bone spikes are growing wantonly behind the First Fallen. Behind him, on the twisted building like a mill made of steel and flesh. , the heads of Belial and Mammon were still floating in the wind.

Mazekin moved her wrist, and she walked towards the throne step by step with her head held high, turning the Blade of Lilith in her hand.

The decisive battle is close at hand.

Etrigen turned around at this time, and demons began to gather under the stairs at the entrance of the hall. Just above the head, more huge locusts and wasps were hovering darkly, and there were more demons and deformed monsters from hell. Gathered together, they formed a huge whirlpool, as if they would press down at any moment and devour the two rebels to the last bit.

But they didn't act rashly and seemed content to wait and see. They all seemed to still remember the scene of the last power change in hell. They saw the change that shocked everyone. The deep impression made them hesitant. They seemed to be wondering whether these two overestimating guys could successfully reverse the situation again. Attack.

No matter what, they had nothing to lose. If the First Fallen can kill the two rebels, it proves his strength. If the First Fallen fails, the demons will kill him and eat him alive, and then try to get a share of the new changes.

This is the tradition of hell, eternal and unchanged.

"First Fallen! Come down!" Mazekin shouted without fear, "You have no right to sit there! You are not worthy to be the King of Hell at all! Belial is the new one who was given power by the last King of Hell. King! And you are just a usurper! Although power is everything, hell has its rules! You have exceeded all the rules! You have trampled on the authority of the hell court! You have disgraced all the princes of hell! You have deprived all demons of their rights. Freedom! You brutally enslaved them! And have all the demons forgotten? I would rather be the king of ghosts than the slave of gods!"

Mazekin looked up at the demons in the sky, "The First Fallen dreams of heaven! He has always been God's lackey! He is not you! Look at the light radiating from his eyes! You will admit that a hypocrite becomes the king of hell. king?"

Some low-level demons began to waver.

"I won't ask for anything! You just need to wait there and don't move!" Mazekin said with a grin on the throne, "A bunch of rubbish only deserves to watch the new dynasty come!"

The First Fallen still didn't move, he didn't even speak. Mazekin couldn't see the expression on the First Fallen's face, and she didn't want to see it. She didn't have the skills.

Mazekin took action, and as she jumped up, Lilith's blade drew a black arc.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the First Fallen's head flew out.

In the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons, everything was silent, and all the demons were stunned.

There was no resistance, no fighting, no life-and-death or one-sided killing in any way.

Mazekin frowned, and she looked at the head that rolled down the throne. It did belong to the First Fallen, but it was so dull that it seemed that it had lost all consciousness.

At this moment, a large amount of black energy surged out of the neck of the First Fallen's headless body. In the black energy, red silk was constantly entangled and woven until a weird but exquisite lantern-like floating palace appeared. .

A woman walked out of the bright red hollow palace. She was wearing a pure white dress, and her red curly hair fell on her shoulders. She was so beautiful that it could make all men's hearts beat faster. At the same time, this woman's smile was extremely evil, and the flickering light in her green eyes was full of endless desire.

Countless demons in the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons all let out exclamations of exclamation.

Like leaving Adam, like leaving the Garden of Eden, like walking into Hell for the first time on the sands of the Red Sea.

"Mother..." Mazekin's eyes widened in surprise. She looked helplessly at the mother she had not seen for tens of thousands of years, the mother of monsters, the mother of demons, the first woman in the world, the one who was always burning. A woman with self-will——Lilith.

But what is going on? Why is Lilith here? Why do First Fallen...

Mazekin's heart was beating wildly. She could not understand all the sudden changes she was witnessing, but she vaguely felt that there was a terrible truth hidden in it, a truth that might be enough to destroy everything.

"Mazekin, my good daughter..." Lilith placed her slender feet on the red silk that continued to extend downwards. She walked down step by step with a smile, and then stood in front of the headless body of the First Fallen. Certainly.

Mazekin gritted her teeth and watched as Lilith raised her flawless white left hand and stretched it out in front of her.

The demon continued to fall like a spiral, and Etrigen now lost his smile. He clutched the demon sword and stared at the throne.

"My children have suffered. Now, it's time to return to the Garden of Eden! Our revenge has begun!" Lilith smiled calmly, "You are my pride, Mazekin, you are very similar to me. , you never gave in until you fell in love with Lucifer. I won't judge, because I loved him too, and maybe still do, but I will not give in to Lucifer, just like I will not give in to Adam. .Mazekin, I will let you be on an equal footing with him, but the throne of hell will not belong to that human kid, it will belong to me, to Lilim, and this is just the beginning! When the fifth world is created, we You’ll have your own paradise!”

Mazekin was stunned.

"Will you help me, daughter?" Lilith was still waiting with her arms raised.

Etrigen narrowed his blood-red eyes.

As countless demons descended and surrounded the throne, Mazekin knelt down on one knee. She raised her head and grabbed Lilith's hand.

"You will never be alone again, Mazekin." Lilith held Mazekin's head gently. She bent down and pressed a kiss on the rotten half of her daughter's face. "Never again." …”