Noble Villa [Whistling]

"Baal." It was an ugly voice, Edgar had heard many voices, nothing could be more strange than this one.I can't tell the age and gender at all, it's just a simple pronunciation.

"Mutu." Allah gritted his teeth and said with great certainty.

"My dear brother, long time no see." The black phantom stopped, but it was still dim, unable to see clearly.

"You haven't always claimed to be the most powerful existence, so come out, what are you afraid of?" Allah sarcastically said.Even though he knew that Mutu's abilities were much stronger than his own, Ala was still not afraid of provoking him.Neither of them will completely defeat the other. This is something that both of them know, so they can take advantage of what they say.

"I'm just doing what I've always been doing, Barr, don't react so much." Mutu walked in slowly.

"Bastard, what's wrong with Edgar." Ara almost had an answer in his heart, but he didn't want to believe it, and he couldn't.

"You saw it." Mutu said, the distance between him and Allah was quite close.

"How dare you, he is mine." Allah roared, grabbing Mutu's collar tightly.A powerful bolt of lightning descended from the sky, reflecting the master's anger.

Edgar saw Mutu's appearance clearly this time. Perhaps Allah's approach dispelled the black mist around Mutu. Under the moonlight, Mutu's appearance gradually emerged.

Contrary to Edgar's expectations, Mutu is similar to Baal, but he is stronger than Baal.Power, Edgar felt two powerful opposing forces.

"Release." Mutu warned coldly, looking at the hands on his collar.

Allah was obviously not reconciled, but he let go anyway.For a strong brother, he has always understood how important it is to assess the situation.

"I thought you would keep it longer this time, but it seems like that." Mutu said with a sneer, "No one who signs with you will end well."

"Much better than you!" cried Allah.

"Oh, I won't let my little lambs get lost on the road, they have a great future waiting for them," Mutu said, "And you, heh, are as selfish as ever."

"As Death, do you dare to discuss virtue with me?" said Allah.

"No, I'm just fed up with your hypocrisy." Mutu said sarcastically, "Since you have already decided to degenerate, you still have to put on a condescending appearance to show that you are different? A person who yearns for the light Devil, what an ironic story, only that stupid little fellow of Ashtaroth would believe your hypocrisy.

"I didn't, I never tempted Yas." Allah said angrily.

"Oh, who knew?" Mutu sneered, "Great power is the wealth that everyone desires. I have always admired you for this. Not everyone is so cruel as to fuck their own sister."

"Enough, shut up." Allah stopped.

Mutu is not in the mood to say more, they are always an existence that hates each other.He slashed hard at Allah's heart, and the blood flowed horizontally.

Ala instinctively pressed his heart, a ray of light emanated from his body, and the wound healed quickly.

"What are you doing?" Allah asked.

"Yas gave it to you again, that idiot." Mutu shook his head helplessly, "I told you to let go, you know I hate saying it a second time."

After finishing speaking, a lot of black mist gradually gathered around Mutu, and Allah struck a bolt of lightning, but the fog was so thick that it almost turned into substance, but it dissipated a little and returned to the original situation.

"Don't go." Ala stopped him, "Edgar can't just die like this."

"Why should I listen to you?" Mutu asked after a pause.

Allah didn't speak, he half-kneeled down slowly.

"You think I'll sympathize with you?"

"Isn't this what you want? My surrender." Allah lowered his head and said, "If you want to leave, you should have left a long time ago. Why are you so slow."