Diablo Destruction

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"As long as you can't find that sneaky guy, you won't stop, and the invasion of the Hell Clan will not end, right?"

"Correction, it shouldn't be said that we won't stop, it should be that we won't take action. If you can repel the intruder with your own strength, we won't block it, but as you said, as long as we don't catch the other party fox tail, we will not interfere in this war. ∑,"

Lucifer clicked his tongue and shook his finger, indicating that I am actually not as bad as you think, so don't show such a scary expression.

"Relying on my own efforts?" I muttered to myself.

"Actually, this is a false proposition. I have already said that the other side has no intention of letting the war end easily. Therefore, if one day you can really repel the invasion with your own strength, it should be the time for the other side to reveal its tail. .”

"That's why you called me here, intending to add a new turning point to this stalemate war. You want the other party's fox tail to be exposed as soon as possible. Am I right?"

"That's absolutely right. After going around and around, the topic is back to the beginning." Lucifer nodded, and in the blink of an eye, all the cakes made by Willas were eaten by her. Damn it, I shouldn't have known she was such a guy. Give her such good food.

"It seems that my chess piece is not easy to play. If I disturb this muddy water, it may trigger the opponent's revenge?"

"This possibility exists. Rather, it is the result we most want to see. It would be great if we could lead it out so easily. That will be the best time for us to find it out. Don't worry. Well, we will try our best to keep your 100% guarantee, after all, the guy who can sneak up and do little tricks under our noses is not comparable to the Big Seven."

"It seems that I have become a bait and my life is in danger. I can't refuse yet."

"Don't worry, your efforts are valuable no matter what. Even if it costs your life, we will assure you that once we find out that big hiding rat, for the sake of your sacrifice, we will immediately Take action to end this war, you see, sacrificing yourself to save the world. Isn’t this what a savior is like?”

"If possible, I would rather end the war with my own hands and go home alive and well to be reunited with my family."

After a few wry smiles, when Lucifer said this, I suddenly felt that such an ending would be good. If the Dark Continent can usher in peace, of course, I am not someone who gives up so easily. I have said countless times that I am very happy. I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid of death and I don't want to die. It must be repeated because it is important.

"This possibility is not impossible. Keep up the good work. I'm optimistic about you." He clapped his palms and finished eating the snacks. Lucifer's patience seemed to be running out.

"Okay, I've told you so many secrets. It's already a one-for-ten sale, so let's end it here. Maybe one day we can meet again, maybe."

After I finished speaking, the six-winged man in front of me, who seemed easy-going but was actually arrogant, waved his hand without even giving me a chance to speak. When everything went dark, I didn't know anything.

"Lord Lucifer, you said too much." After the man sent him away, space surged from behind Lucifer, and a vague man walked out.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if he knows these outdated secrets. Nothing can be changed." With a charming smile on his lips, Lucifer slowly stood up, with three pairs of jet-black wings flapping softly behind his back. With.

"I have an intuition that the chess piece we chose may bring us unexpected surprises. I really want to see what the so-called child of destiny is."

"Be careful when playing with fire." The demonic man with three pairs of jet-black wings behind him spoke as calmly as an iceberg. Compared to the casual Lucifer, he was much calmer.

"Playing with fire is also a good choice. After all, we have lived for too long... Okay, okay, I know, don't show such a serious expression, you can't take any jokes. The little guy just now is more interesting."

As he spoke, Lucifer turned his gaze to the sky, as if he was looking at something, and a deep smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Then, let's see what our Mr. Mouse will do next. I'm really looking forward to it. This game is getting more and more exciting."

"Ah, that's right, I forgot. I just managed to snatch a new subordinate from Michael. Anyway, I have to take the opportunity to establish the facts and let everyone know that we have a hardworking and hardworking person in Hell. , a hard-working and capable new employee, isn’t he? Well...since he is the Demon King, shouldn’t he be given a louder name? It’s such a bother, so it’s okay, that’s it...”

Looking up with Lucifer's mischievous smile, she gently snapped her fingers in the air before turning and leaving the ruins of the grassland and flowers.

This snap of his fingers was comparable to the effect of a rich man blasting a hundred world speakers in succession. The exact same sound sounded in the three worlds of the Dark Continent, in hell, in heaven, deep under the sea, and even in the mysterious Dragon Paradise.

[Wu Fan, the druid, fell into the abyss forever as a human, and was nirvana in the fire of hell. He was the demon Chuqiao, the king of all hells, loved by evil, blessed with glory, and a witness to original sin. He was specially appointed as the demon king of love and justice. 】

The moment the sound fell, the entire three realms, heaven and earth, were all quiet, and you could hear a needle drop.

Akara and Yalandlan opened their mouths in an O-shape. This was perhaps the most rude behavior they had ever seen since they were born.

Vilas was washing clothes outside the house. After hearing the sound, she tilted her head blankly. After a few seconds, she finally realized what had happened. She fainted while sitting still rubbing clothes.

Sarah, who was practicing swordsmanship in the forest, turned around and stabbed, almost twisting her waist 360 degrees.

Linya and Lena, who were dealing with alliance affairs, were directly petrified.

Artoria, who was practicing battle in the third world, almost threw the sword of victory out of her hand.

Raphael and Sa Qili, who rarely sat down to have a drink together, squirted straight away.

All sorts of strong reactions. Happening in every corner of the world.

…

Above the heaven, there are countless majestic and bright buildings. Huge city walls hundreds of meters high, gates engraved with solemn reliefs, and tall buildings in the Baroque style are magnificent. They seem to have their own BGM, filling the ears and eyes with the promotion of greatness. An ode to truth and sublime light.

One of the buildings looks like a palace or a tower. It pierces the sky, as if leading to the top of the world, the end of the universe.

Inside the palace, two brilliant figures stood solemnly.

"That guy is playing such silly tricks again."

Lucifer's world trumpet brushed here, causing one of the figures to snort disdainfully. It was a tall woman wearing Holy Spirit armor, her whole body shrouded in hazy holy light, and three pairs of swords stretched out from the armor behind her. Snow white wings. It opened in a gorgeous manner as if to express the owner's annoyance.

"But as far as the final result is concerned, there is no difference. Our purpose and Lord Lucifer's are the same."

Behind her, the same holy and immaculate seraphic woman, smiled and comforted her leader.

That's right, if a certain druid was brought to heaven by Michael instead of Lucifer, he would also be placed in the hell world as a pawn, but there would just be a few more procedures. It's just not as convenient as Lucifer, the Lord of Hell, but essentially it's still a change of soup without changing the medicine.

"Don't compare me to her. It's tarnishing the purity of the Holy Spirit." Michael, who missed a move, still couldn't let it go completely. She took a few steps on the spot and suddenly raised her hand. A holy and great white door opened from the top of the tower. The sky slowly opens.

Walking into the gate that was large enough to accommodate ten giant dragons entering side by side, the two seraphim's breathing relaxed slightly. Even the steps seemed to have become more cautious, as if they were afraid of disturbing some greater existence.

That gorgeous palace, after passing through the gate, seems to be in another world. All the splendor and grandeur disappeared, replaced by a vast and quiet sea of ​​flowers. The breeze blew and raised countless petals. The air floating here was filled with a light and quiet sacred atmosphere.

The footsteps of the seraphs stepped lightly through the sea of ​​flowers, and a huge stone monument standing out from the sea of ​​flowers appeared in front of them.

Behind the stone monument, there is a more lush sea of ​​flowers. The holy spiritual wind blows all the time, rolling up countless petals, forming a seemingly eternal flower bed curtain.

On hundreds of steps, in front of the stone tablet, a figure is kneeling, praying to the vaguely holy runes on the stone tablet. Behind the figure, a pair of wings of light are draped like a veil. On the marble floor.

In the entire heaven, there is probably only one person who can have such strange wings.

Sensing the arrival of the seraphim, the light-winged angel stood up, turned around, and knelt down on one knee again towards the two angel leaders who were climbing up the stairs.

"Chief Michael, chief Gabriel."

"No need to be polite, Tyrell, here, we are all devout people, and we are all equal."

"Yes." After hearing this, Tyrell slowly stood up and fell behind the two seraphs.

Arriving in front of the stone tablet, Michael stood silently for a long time, as if he wanted to see the true meaning of the vaguely holy runes on it. After a long time, she spoke softly.

"Tyriel, the only remaining angel of light from ancient times, your years are much longer than mine, and your knowledge is far superior to mine."

"I don't dare to take it. I only have a long life and a broad view, so it is difficult for me to take on a big responsibility." Tyrell bowed his head humbly.

Facing Tyrell's modesty, Michael smiled faintly, and his eyes fell on the words on the stone tablet again.

"Now, only you who have inherited ancient knowledge can understand the will of the Holy Spirit. Please don't let me down."

"It's almost time. I will go all out. Please give me a little more time."

"Yes, I believe you." Nodding lightly, Michael reached out and touched the text that was constantly flashing and changing on the stone tablet, and said no more.

"Both leaders, if there is no order, can you allow your subordinates to retire first?" After a while, Tyrell from behind saluted and spoke.

"Well, I have to worry about the matters in the lower world and heaven." Michael did not speak, and Gabriel, who stood beside her, answered on her behalf.

"It is the responsibility of the subordinates. It is an honor for the subordinates to be entrusted with important tasks by the leader."

After saluting again, Tyrell turned around and walked down the steps gently. The wings of light raised behind him were particularly gentle in the sea of ​​flowers, as if they were integrated with those petals.

After a long while, the silent Michael slowly spoke.

"What are your responsibilities...? Tyrell, your responsibilities seem to be more than that..."

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The Three Realms have fallen into chaos, especially the Dark Continent, which fell into chaos after a long period of silence and digestion.

Druid Wu Fan? The savior of the Alliance?

With the vigorous publicity of the alliance and the spread of the word by the busy people in the bar, even the villagers in the mountains rarely know this name. Even the children with runny noses in the farmer's family know that the alliance has produced a tower in recent years. A savior as powerful as Rasha, there are many equally powerful friends around him. These people represent a glimmer of light in a continent that has been shrouded in darkness for thousands of years.

However, you are now telling me that our savior fell into hell and became a villain? !

Everyone couldn't help but not believe it. They suspected that the voice that suddenly reached their ears was lying. This was the world trumpet played by Lucifer, one of the strongest people in the three realms. It contained her arrogant will. How could it be deceiving?

As a result, the whole world was boiling, and pessimistic people even fell to their knees and cried. How could it be possible that the savior that the mainland had been waiting for for thousands of years and finally ushered in a glimmer of hope was destroyed like this? Not only that, but we also stood on the opposite side, God, what did we do wrong to deserve such disaster?

These desperate people seem to only pay attention to the word "Devil King" and ignore some other things.

For example, the four words love and justice.

Of course, there must be many careful and smart people who have noticed. Their performance can only be said to be worse than those desperate people. Their faces are full of embarrassment, they just feel like they are living in a dream, and their anus is tightly pressed into their knees. Arrow, especially the group of unscrupulous friends around a certain druid, rushed past countless grass and mud horses in their hearts.

Are you kidding about the Three Realms? Putting aside everything else, does that kind of idiot savior have the corresponding IQ to be a demon king? How could that wife-loving and daughter-obsessed man be willing to abandon his family and go to hell to become the devil?

An emergency response meeting is being held in Akara's little black shop at the alliance's base camp. The participants are Akara, Kane, Farah, other alliance elders, and heads of various regions, as well as representatives of various ethnic groups who have emerged in recent years.

With Lucifer having such a big trumpet, everyone knew about the trouble, and there was no need for secret deliberations.

. . . (To be continued...) u