End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

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"What does your look mean, don't believe me?"

Russell frowned, every time he told the truth, someone would stand up and object, it was too much to beat.

It is true that he has never been to heaven, and he was declined when he wanted to enter. The most recent time, he just looked outside the door.

But these are not important, heaven is an abstract concept, where there is light in the heart, there is light everywhere!

The realm is like that he has long stopped sticking to forms and foreign objects, and firmly believes that as long as he holds the holy light, even if he is in hell, he is no different from heaven.

"No, I don't believe it, it's just, just..."

Liana hastily explained that she is not good at lying, and it took her a long time to hold back a reason: "I used to be a human being, and every time I transformed into a demon, I would have sequelae, mainly manifested as loss of control of language and expressions... That's right, that's it. "

"Coincidentally, I used to be like this too, and then I found a cure."

Russell waved at Liana: "Come here, I'll put a BUFF on your head to ensure that the medicine will cure you."

Liana shook her head like a rattle, she refused to get close to Russell, and changed the subject: "Boss, you are undercover in hell, you are somewhat sure of becoming Satan, do you have any plans?"

"Yes, kill everyone, I am Satan."

"..."

Liana rolled her eyes, blaming her for talking too much.

"Oh, little girl, don't think you are very smart. In fact, you don't know anything about Satan."

Russell pointed to the dilapidated throne in the distance: "The dimension of hell is independent of the multiverse, and the hell you control is just a small piece of fragments from it. In your hell, you are the omnipotent queen, comparable to Speaking of the real Satan, the authority in your hands is less than one in a billion."

Russell briefly talked about the difference between the single universe and the multiverse, and Liana's eyes lit up when she heard it, but when she heard that there were four multiverse-level powerhouses seeking the position of Satan, she immediately fell into a ball.

"Boss, who are these four powerhouses?"

"Saitorak, the ruler of the Crimson Universe,

The creator of black magic, the 'God of the Underworld' Sithorne, and this 'beholder' Shumagoras lying on top of me. "

"!"

When she first arrived, she was surprised to hear that the tentacle monster was a strong competitor of Satan. Liana was in a bad mood, with a bunch of blond hair sticking out of her head, and she couldn't suppress it no matter how hard she tried.

All of a sudden, she thought of a question, Schumacherus is so strong, what is the identity of Russell who is so lingering with it that he can almost be called a fit state?

"Boss, who is the last multiverse-level powerhouse?"

"What do you say?"

"I, I can't guess..."

Liana had a desolate expression on her face, as expected, the black stigmata on her hands would never be erased in this lifetime.

"How could you not guess, let me give you a hint, in hell, that person is the most handsome!"

"Uh, I really can't guess now."

"..."

Boom!

After physical therapy, Liana fell to the street and paid the price for her inappropriate words and actions.

It looks cute and new at first glance, and the old Hydra will never be like this.

"There are four multiverse-level powerhouses competing for Satan. Under the crushing level of combat power, any plan is empty talk. Even if all the hell lords form a group, they will not be able to form a fifth competitive force."

Russell continued: "So for me, conspiracy and tricks are useless. If I want to become Satan, I can only kill Cytorak and Sithorne."

"Is there no Shumagoras?"

Liana pointed to the green tentacles lying on Russell's body. The strange symbiotic relationship made people puzzled. Did Russell have an extra headgear pendant, or Shumagorath had an extra mount?

"The two of us reached an agreement, and we were the most staunch allies until we killed Cytorak and Sithorne."

Isn't this the plan! !

"Boss, I didn't mean to provoke discord, you just trust ta..."

Liana took a sneak peek at Shumagoras, thinking that the tentacle monsters were not trustworthy. She just came to hell today, seeing is believing, and witnessed a betrayal among allies.

"Your idea makes sense, but it's not a big problem."

Russell nodded calmly: "Because I'm not trustworthy, everyone has nothing to be afraid of."

Liana: "..."

The longer she knew each other, the more she was sure that the days ahead would be very sad.

Crash!

The green tentacles danced, and Schumagoras had a negative opinion on Russell's point of view. It believed that the same kind should trust each other, and invited them by the way.

Idle is idle, finding a parallel universe to destroy is just killing time.

Russell rolled his eyes, refusing to come to an agreement with the villain. If it's really killing time, it's more interesting to have fun with superheroes.

...

At the beginning or end of the flaming mountains, in the middle of the bloody plain surrounded by many lords, the lonely and dilapidated throne is silent, waiting for the coming of the Lord of Hell.

The bloody plain is full of evil spirits, and the red steam from the geothermal heat makes the throne of Satan look illusory and strange, creating a powerful coercion. Even the native creatures of hell are unwilling to stay here for a long time.

The plain was designated as a restricted area by the hell lords, and no one was allowed to step in. Even the three famous demon gods, the moment they sat on the throne, would face a desperate counterattack.

In fact, ninety-nine percent of the lords are clear about Satan's throne, and it has nothing to do with them at all.

Except when dreaming!

Therefore, the reason why these hell lords sent troops to garrison the plain is very simple. If they can't be Satan, then there should never be Satan.

Although the fragments of the hell dimension are small, they also bring them great authority. Once Satan appears, all these authority will be taken back.

At that time, there are only two choices: kneel at Satan's feet and grab some leftovers that Satan despises; refuse to be Satan's dog leg, lose authority and become an ordinary devil, and die in the hands of former enemies.

The lords will not choose either of these two, they want power and freedom.

The green tentacles rolled, and the demon guards stationed on the border of the plain subconsciously moved out of the way, watching Shumagoras drift towards the throne of Satan in horror.

"The beholder is about to start a war..."

I don't know who was the first to react, the soldiers ran away in a panic and informed their bosses.

Like the three lords of Pluto, no one noticed that Shumagoras had grown two long legs today.

Russell stepped on the muddy ground of the bloody plain, leaving a string of footprints, and stopped in front of Satan's throne for a closer look.

It's very broken, very rotten, without the dignity of jewels, and without the domineering of the throne of the king.

But thinking that this position represents the leader of hell, a multiverse-level powerhouse, he immediately has a sense of simplicity and low-key.

Big guy temperament!

"That's what I said, but it's really broken..."

Russell glanced at the rotten wooden seat, and saw four or five protruding rusty iron nails. After struggling for 0.01 second, he turned around and slammed his ass up.

A little high!

He rolled his eyes and got up, lifted the beholder up, and sat down again, feeling the nails pricking his ass again.

"Forget it, let's do it!"

Russell muttered to himself, took out the Satanic scepter, put his hands on the ground, and waited for Cytorak and Sithorne to arrive.

The lords of hell were not taken seriously by him. Today is different from the past. He is qualified to ignore the opinions of these lords. Whoever dares to have a problem, he will solve the person who raised the problem.

Not long after, a black line came from the horizon, and the sky and the ground of the Blood Plain were surrounded by darkness.

All the famous hell lords came here, and it had nothing to do with my younger brother's notice. The moment Russell sat on the throne of Satan, they had a feeling.

"Beholder, you should know the rules, Satan means..."

"Shumagoras, you have your own dimension, your strength is strong enough, there is no need for..."

"Hell is hell for everyone, you can't represent everyone!"

"..."

There were warnings one after another, but none of the hell lords was willing to be the leader. They were waiting for the other two demon gods to show up and do justice.

In the past, the "God of the Underworld" Sithorn also sat on the throne of Satan, but under the coercion of Cytorak and Shumagoras, he stood up and left the throne. The lords believed that today would be no exception.

It is precisely because the three demon gods are afraid of each other, unwilling to fight at will, and disdain to form cliques, that they have a breathing space.

Shumagoras stared at the sky with wide eyes, completely ignoring the twittering hell lords. He arrogantly believed that these lords were not worthy of being looked down upon by it, and he didn't even bother to make an example of them.

So far, no one has noticed that among the tentacles, on top of Satan's throne, there is another person holding a hell scepter.

Russell: "..."

Next time you go out, be sure to choose a smaller pendant!

The short wait was over, and the two lords arrived, the red-skinned giant Setorak, whose robes covered his whole body, leaving only the silhouette of Sithorn in shadow.

Needless to say, Saitorak, the boss of the Crimson Universe, is powerful and has a brilliant record. He is an invincible Great Demon God.

"God of the Underworld" Sithorn is relatively low-key and more mysterious. As the god of black magic, he created the original black magic. All mages who use black magic in later generations must rely on his power to successfully cast black magic.

Dormammu, Mephisto, Ancient One, Strange...

It can be said that ten out of ten of all the hell lords present have been branded by Sithorne.

Russell did not. The magic in the Marvel world is too bad. Although he has seen a lot, he has never used it once, even if it is a stable and peaceful white magic.

By the way, Russell believes that Sithorn is stronger than Cytorak, because in the setting, the omnipotent Scarlet Witch, her source of power is Sithorn.

"Shumagoras, you sit..."

Saitorak frowned and looked at the tentacles. He couldn't figure out what was wrong with the brainless Doubi. He changed his words in the middle of the sentence, "Who is under your ass, who is sitting on the Satan seat?"

For opponents who need respect, Shumagoras is still very polite, and the entangled tentacles float up, revealing Russell sitting on the Satan's throne.

Even so, it still refused to leave, and the two tentacles wrapped tightly around Russell's waist and shoulders.

"Dormammu!?"

"No, Dormammu is dead long ago, I'm Darkseid..."

Russell held the hell scepter in one hand, raised his left hand, and the Infinity Gauntlet filled with six gemstones appeared. He grinned and said, "I am Satan, who agrees and who opposes?"

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There is an alliance leader who said "I have gone mad and my nickname already exists", and also tipped two...

Calm down, I can't afford it!

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