My vest is full of bosses

Michael looked at Lucifer so coldly.

The slightly trembling slender and thick eyelashes showed that he was not as calm and indifferent as he appeared on the surface.

"Lucifer, you shouldn't bring other demons into the world, and you shouldn't break the rules of the world..."

"rule?"

There seemed to be a slight wind blowing around again, and then, the slight wind sound was accompanied by Lucifer's indifferent laugh.

"A rule again?"

Lucifer's cold eyes fell on the void, where there was nothing but nothingness.

But he seemed to clearly see the countless intertwined lines of fate, and the dense and colorful stories and plots that constituted the present world.

"Did you see that, Michael?"

He flexed his fingers, his cold fingertips landed on the colorful fate lines, and randomly picked up a fate line with his fingertips.

At this time, the rules of the world issued a severe alarm, and countless horrors and treacherous malices hit him like a fine and terrifying net, but he seemed to turn a blind eye to them.

But there was nothing in Michael's sight, and his cold face was stunned for a moment.

"what?"

Lucifer didn't answer, his purple pupils were calm, as if there was no trace of human emotion.

Then, he slowly broke a fate thread.

In an instant, the rules of the world let out a sharp and ear-piercing wail, like a decaying gasp from a dying patient struggling violently at the last moment.

Michael's clear red eyes shrank suddenly, and he clearly sensed the changes in the world at this time, as well as the collapse of rules and destiny.

The world was howling in pain, and the demon clan suddenly became stronger. Countless humans and demon clan died painfully under their attacks.Many of his subordinates and other angels were also destroyed by the devil.

Fiery flames suddenly ignited on the scarlet sword, and the entire blade burned.

The fiery holy sword pointed at Lucifer, but the fire-colored pupils were as cold as ice.

"what have you done?"

Lucifer smiled lightly, as if he was understatement: "Didn't you already feel it?"

"I just broke the so-called rules."

He seemed to see the invisible camera, and smiled lightly, his clear purple eyes could easily confuse people's hearts.

On the empty live screen, people kept sending out barrages for help.

[Help... Are there Extraordinary people near No. 220, Zhongxin Road, xx District, xx City, xx Province?A demon broke in, save me, my parents blocked it, I huddled in the closet alone, save me...]

[The 5000 people in our school are all trapped in the school by demons, save us——]

[Why are there so many demons, the superhumans of the wind cavalry team are asking for support, and I am the only one left in our team...]

【...】

This sudden live broadcast screen turned out to be the best way for them to ask for help at this time. They don't need to type, just think in their minds, and they can successfully send out the barrage.

......

hateful.

Lin Chen leaned against the wall of the room. He had been in a coma for a while because he released Michael's negative emotions by opening the box.

Looking at the faintly glimmering live screen with his dark eyes motionless, he clenched his fist tightly.

He clearly recognized that the devil on the screen was once his most trusted partner.

The unsharp nails pierced the palm abruptly, and the bright red and viscous blood slid down the palm, like little bloody flowers blooming on the ground.

Lin Mobai, you are such a bloody bastard.

Is this the devil?

He is good at playing tricks on people's hearts. In his eyes, human beings are nothing more than stupid fish in his eyes.

He and Ji Jiaojiao actually trusted him so much.

Lin Chen's eyes were on fire, and his chest was heaving because of his violent breathing. He glanced at the addresses for help on the screen and firmly remembered them in his heart.

A strong air current surged around his body, crackling purple current lingered around his body

Lin Chen stood up indifferently, his face that used to look immature and unreliable looked much more mature.

He quickly found a tall and cool motorcycle in the alliance. He put on his helmet, lifted his feet, got on the motorcycle, and rode the motorcycle towards the places where he called for help on the barrage.

The engine rumbled, and the exhaust gas from the car brought up dust all over the place.

In any case, humans will never lose to these demons.

He will never lose to... the Demon King.

......

"How to do?"

Ji Jiaojiao anxiously watched the barrage on the big screen, circling back and forth on the spot.

She really wanted to continue watching here, but the situation in front of them was obviously not good for them. Extraordinary people can't resist so many demons, let alone ordinary people who have no power to restrain chickens.

She understood more clearly that Lucifer is not Lin Mobai, and there is no Lin Mobai in this world, the hero who has saved the lives of his companions many times and fought against humans.

Some are just the devil Lucifer who regards human beings as ants.

Yan Yao stared at the screen for a second, then suddenly whispered, "Let's go—"

"Go save people."

"Little devils."

A familiar voice came suddenly, with a hint of teasing, and stopped them from leaving.

Everyone looked at the man in red who suddenly appeared.

At this moment, he leaned against the tree trunk, stretched lazily, with a gentle smile on his handsome face.

Everyone's eyes were filled with surprise, and Ji Jiaojiao just yelled out in surprise.

"Master Nine-Tailed Fox—"

Ji Wenxuan didn't respond, he straightened his lazy body, the corners of his slightly raised lips flattened, and his always stern expression became a little serious.

"Actually, this deity doesn't want to help you very much, after all, this deity doesn't really have a good impression of human beings."

The eyes of several people gradually became vigilant.

"Ah, don't look at me like that." Ji Wenxuan walked in front of them.

"That's why I don't like human beings. If I don't help you, my descendants will start crying again."

Ji Wenxuan looked at Ji Jiaojiao with red eyes, feeling a little helpless, "So I made a compromise and sent you to save people. It can be considered that I have given Michael an explanation."

"How did Lord Nine-Tailed Fox know Lord Michael? Are the two adults on good terms?" Yan Yao was a little surprised.

Ji Wenxuan snorted coldly, "He helped revive the deity, and the deity owes him a favor, and each takes what he needs."

"However, when I think of helping the hated humans, I feel very uncomfortable. Who would have thought that after so many years, the monster race and humans have formed an alliance..."

Ji Jiaojiao quickly knelt down, with a respectful expression, "My lord."

Everyone subconsciously showed vigilant eyes.

Ji Wenxuan smiled lightly, "Since I have agreed, I won't do anything else to you, so hurry up and leave before I repent."

A dark vortex slowly appeared beside him, and the vortex became bigger and bigger until it became a size that could accommodate a person.

"Let's go, brats."

Ji Jiaojiao was the first to take a step, and the others followed her and lined up into the whirlpool.

Several figures slowly disappeared.

Ji Wenxuan's eyes seemed to fall on the angel and demon who were still confronting each other not far away, but he slowly revealed a gentle and bright smile.

The next moment, the dazzling red figure gradually became blurred in place.

......

[Lord Michael. 】

Raphael's weak voice suddenly entered his mind, and Michael was slightly stunned.

[The demons are gradually becoming stronger, and we are no longer able to match them. 】

His voice became smaller and smaller, as if the fire of life would be completely extinguished in the next moment.

[Raphael, you leave quickly and return to heaven. 】

Michael felt something was wrong, his voice was already stained with anxiety.

[Sorry, my lord, I may not be able to go back. 】

In a corner of the world.

The green-haired, blue-eyed angel fell weakly to the ground.

The six pure white wings have been completely torn, and the blood stained the pure white clothes and the pure white wings, and the whole body has almost turned into the same color as blood. demon.

In the next second, a hand with a snow-white glove pierced his chest.

The angel stared wide-eyed, staring at the figure that appeared.

Da da--

The sound of smooth leather shoes stepping on blood sounded.

A gentleman in a black and white tuxedo stepped out, took off his blood-stained white gloves, and revealed his slender and perfect hands.

A bit of disgust appeared in his eyes, which were as dark as the abyss of hell.

"Since it's an inferior product, it's naturally not as good as our authentic products."

Behind Beelzebub, six huge pitch-black wings spread out impressively.

The moment the wings spread, they seemed to be able to cover the sky and the sun. Except for the different colors, his wings were almost exactly the same as Raphael's, even more gorgeous, stronger, and more lifelike.

The six pitch-black wings seemed to be shining with stars in the darkness, looking like a bright moon, like a mysterious night, and like a brilliant river of stars falling from the void, carrying a strange and strange charm.

Raphael stared at Beelzebub stubbornly, stubbornly refusing to close his eyes, but still fell into a long sleep unwillingly.

The body turned into a beam of dazzling light and dissipated in the sky, perhaps returning to heaven.

"Don't be so cruel to the beauty, Beelzebub."

Asmodeus looked at the angel who disappeared in place with some distress, and there was a bit of complaint towards Beelzebub in his deep and romantic blue eyes.

He was wearing an ordinary dark black overcoat, which was slightly opened to reveal the white clothes underneath.A red bow is tied casually at the neckline, which looks a little coquettish and romantic.

Asmodeus, the lord of lust/desire among the demons of the Seven Deadly Sins, was one of the earliest seraphim along with Beelzebub, and fell because of indulging in lust/desire.

And the dead Raphael was a substitute created after their generation of seraphs fell.

Beelzebub looked at him coldly, with no emotion in his dark eyes.

"You can die with him."

Asmodeus trembled all over, then said with a smile.

"Just kidding, isn't it?"

He can't beat Beelzebub.

After all, before his fall, he was the weakest of the group of Seraphs.

One of these guys is getting crazier than the other.

Terrible.