Ghostland

It was still early, and Asmodeus took the ladder down and strolled to the north entrance of the Rainbow Corridor in the East Zone on the seventh floor of hell.

Under the umbrella-shaped cedar tree on the right side of the iron fence, a sign is looming. If you look carefully, you can find the warning of "Python Infestation" engraved on it.But the branches and leaves of the cedar tree were too thick, and a thick branch hung down vertically, just blocking the view from the outside to the inside.

Asmodeus didn't pay attention either, and walked forward without squinting.

The straight carved jade trail leads directly to the Misty Forest Square, which used to be the most popular dancing place for hell residents. The terrain is flat, the area is large, the lighting is beautiful, and the scenery is good. It is crowded with people every holiday.The grand event lasted until 100 years ago, when the dancing mat of the Carrot Technology Research and Development Center was born, it became increasingly cold. In recent years, it has been completely deserted, but the environment is better with fewer people, with strong trees and fresh air. A good place to provide one-stop service for killing, burying and destroying traces.

The two columns of searchlights on the side of the trail gradually transition from bright amber to deep orange, which means that fifteen o'clock is approaching—there is no sun or moon in hell, and the time cannot be judged from the sky, so when doing infrastructure construction, use the color of the lights to determine the time. Refers to time changes.

Asmodeus quickened his pace, and lightly jumped over the two-kilometer corridor to the central square.Although the former fans have formed new loves, the ground of the square still retains the special terrain of various dance steps.

Beelzebub, who proposed the invitation, was standing in the group of "QQ dancing" columns.

"Beng qq dance" is a ballroom dance that jumps back and forth on columns of different heights. It requires strong jumping and reaction skills, and it is also the favorite of hell men when courting.

It's a pity that the grand occasion of "Dancing Demons" is no longer there. At this time and here, there is only Beelzebub, who is alone, sandwiched between two mottled columns. His tall body blocks a searchlight against the light, and orange light overflows along his outline. From a distance, it looks like a black man who has been stroked.

Anyone who has read comic books knows that those who appear in this image are most likely murderers who are committing crimes.Although Asmodeus hadn't read the comics, his magical sixth sense warned him of a crisis.In particular, in the dark place where the light cannot catch, the towering stone pillars are like the embodiment of darkness, casting a large shadow.

He stopped in his tracks, and the idea of ​​leaving this ominous place suddenly appeared in his mind...

But what was faster than his thoughts was Beelzebub's warm yet tough embrace.

"Ace, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Undisguised joy mixed with familiar and friendly complaints precisely hit Asmodeus's shy and soft heart, making him forget the warning in an instant and apologize in a hurry: "Sorry, I'm late .”

In fact, he was not late. The searchlight changed to orange at this moment, indicating that he had just arrived at the agreed fifteen o'clock.

But Beelzebub didn't correct him, and continued to follow the trend: "If our conversation goes well, it will completely live up to my waiting."

Even though it was afternoon, it was really bleak to wait alone in the wilderness.Asmodeus felt a little guilty, although Beelzebub chose this place: "Is it an urgent matter? Why don't you discuss it in your office?"

Beelzebub's office is popular with attendees from all walks of life because it is stocked with the freshest and tastiest snacks in hell all year round.

"It's more efficient to talk here." Beelzebub said meaningfully, "This is a secret mission, and no more than five people know about it. Of course you are one of them. Don't ask questions, just listen to me first."

He unwrapped a package of dried fruit, and ate it blabberingly, as if he was calm, but in fact his expression was serious, and his chewing sound was full of ups and downs.

"A long time ago—when we were still in heaven, Michael peeked at God's "Prophecy Diary" and shared the content with Lord Lucifer. The diary said: When the earth comes to an end, there will be annihilation in the human world The world, the Nine Realms will disappear because of this, and it is inevitable that even the omniscient and almighty God cannot stop it. Since that day, no matter where he is, Lord Lucifer has been paying attention to the news of the world destroyer. Until a few days ago, he placed The spies in the human world replied that the World Destroyer has appeared."

Beelzebub stared at the disturbed Asmodeus: "As the strongest in the Nine Realms, we must prevent the prophecy from being fulfilled. Lord Lucifer and I agree that you are the most suitable candidate."

Asmodeus listened carefully and was shocked, but refused with a full face: "If a god can't do it, I can't do it." Afraid that Beelzebub could not hear clearly, he even had a golden light on his forehead The "no" word.

Beelzebub narrowed his eyes and turned a blind eye: "At the back of the diary, God left a note, 'Maybe the angels and the fallen can bring the last hope'."

Asmodeus shook his head: "It can't be me. When I was in heaven, I never passed the 'Oracle Interpretation Class'. Such an important matter should be assigned to a more suitable person."

"A more suitable person...for example?"

"Mammon. He has great wealth and extraordinary wisdom, and he will definitely be able to solve problems perfectly."

Beelzebub, who accepted Mammon's huge bribe and released him a big fake, vetoed it without hesitation: "The evil money will only exacerbate the problem, as for his little wisdom... After recharging the love card, in addition to increasing What's left of the debt."

Asmodeus hesitated to propose the second candidate: "Belia, his affinity makes him omnipotent."

Beelzebub sneered: "Hmm, a narcolepsy who is awake for no more than two seconds a day on average?"

Asmodeus: "..."

Counting down, it was Abaddon, his only good friend in hell.

He was a little hesitant, but then thought of Abaddon's debt crisis that had plagued him for many years, and felt that it might be a good opportunity to pay off the debt, so he recommended it wholeheartedly: "Abadon is infinitely powerful and invincible, and he will definitely shock the human world."

Beelzebub complained without hesitation: "Well, especially his low IQ and weak self-control, he will join hands with the Destroyer every minute to speed up the process of destroying the Nine Realms."

Although the suggested candidates were refuted one by one, Asmodeus still refused to give up.A pair of hazy black eyes watched quietly, and after a little hesitation, their eyes gradually became firm.

Beelzebub raised his eyebrows and heard him say:

"Actually, you are the most suitable person." Asmodeus said sincerely and with strong emotions, "You are the most wise prime minister in hell, the most trusted think tank of Lord Lucifer, and have the respect of hundreds of millions of people in hell. Be calm , calm, not conceited, wise, open-minded, not hesitant... With many advantages in one body, he is the perfect candidate to save all beings in danger."

Complimentary words are poured out without money.

It was the first time that Beelzebub experienced Asmodeus' ability to shape a golden body with empty words. He couldn't help nodding "calmly", "steadily", and "not conceited", and said "wisely", "open-mindedly" and "not hesitantly". He opened his mouth: "It's not impossible. But at the moment when Lord Lucifer is retreating, Hell must be prepared for the 'in case' mission fails, so, are you willing to shoulder the responsibility of leading Hell to fight against the future crisis of annihilation?"

...This is a very desperate choice.

Either shoulder the burden of the Nine Realms, or gamble on the pressure of hell—it doesn't fit the image of a demon king who eats vegetarian food in the corpse and waits to die.

"If the Nine Realms disappear, I am willing to meet death."

After speaking, he was relieved.

To him, the crisis that Beelzebub spoke of might not be a question, but an answer.He thought darkly: everything perishes, it's not necessarily bad.At least, he still has a chance to become the same dust as...?

Just as the secret and humble expectation emerged, a sharp pain arose in his head.

Asmodeus staggered two steps in pain, and slammed his back against a cold, hard object—the column on the right rear blocked his way at some point, and then he noticed that the originally sparse The group of columns quietly gathered inwards, surrounded by a circle, densely arranged, leaving only about one meter between the columns, like a cage.

The only one who can arrange all this without anyone noticing in a short period of time is Beelzebub, another great demon king on the scene-the puppet king who manipulates inanimate objects.

Facing the questioning eyes, Beelzebub didn't mean to deny it at all, and said with a smile: "When I'm waiting for you, I have prepared a unique little gift, I hope you will like it."

The golden word "no" on Asmodeus' forehead suddenly doubled in size, and he vowed to refuse to the end.

However, Beelzebub's selective blindness shows no signs of recovery in the short term.He pointed in the direction of the sky, smiling broadly: "The packaging of the presents took me a lot of thought."

He didn't want to look in his heart, but Asmodeus' neck was raised honestly.

The originally pitch-black sky, under the faint reflection of the searchlights, turned yellowish.The towering column group is like a pair of icy sharp knives standing towards the sky, tearing the sky into irregular pieces.Under his gaze, the tip of the "sharp knife" slowly stretched out its slender tentacles, swaying slightly drunk.

Asmodeus hated his good eyesight at this moment.

Across more than ten meters, he still clearly recognized the scale patterns of the "tentacles" and the forks when they spat out letters.

"Although it's called Titanoboa, it has nothing to do with Titans. It is one of hell's specialties. It is said that the salt and pepper tastes good. I searched for a long time before I got thirteen. I hope you like this canned gift."

Beelzebub was proud of his masterpiece.The creative idea of ​​hollowing out a cylinder to install a snake is not something that anyone can do.

The giant python was locked in the cylinder for a long time, and finally came out. After a little adaptation, it slowly swam out and slid down the outer wall of the cylinder.

Asmodeus stared at their movements, the position of the butterfly bone suddenly rose, and two huge black wings spread out.

The giant pythons sensed the might of the Demon King, and stopped their movements one after another, and some of them even shrank back in fear.

Beelzebub was stunned.

Why is it different than expected?According to the information he collected, Asmodeus' fear of snakes was almost deeply rooted in his bones. Let alone resisting, he couldn't even move his legs to escape... Could it be that there is such a thing as bidding ranking in the information database of hell? !

Just when he started to think about the information management issue of Hell Network, Asmodeus's wings suddenly moved forward, wrapped himself up, and buried his head in it, like a big black ostrich in suit pants.

Beelzebub: "..."

Time to reward the repository keeper with a pack of Mimistrips.