The Death Knell

"ah!

! Let me go! Let me go! "

Under the thick dark clouds, in the blood-red wasteland, two monsters were tearing apart a fat middle-aged man, using their fangs and claws to cut open the latter's belly and enjoy the hot internal organs inside.

These two monsters have chicken-like beaks, red skin, and curved horns on their heads, which already prove their identities as demons.

Because the human belly is only that big, when one demon poked its head in to eat, the other demon was helping to hold down the victim. It still had time to chat with the fat man:

"Stop yelling. You made a deal with us brothers a year ago in exchange for a huge wealth that you would never have had in your lifetime. Now you have had enough fun and are happy. It's time to pay back the debt. La, haha!"

"No, I can't die. I still have a lot of money that I haven't spent. Several of my girlfriends are still waiting for me to come home! I'll give you money, will you let me go?"

The fat man kept struggling like a maggot, but his strength was still far behind compared to the devil. Even the lowest level devil, the kind that Superman could blow away hundreds of with one breath, was not an ordinary person like him. People can fight against it.

"Holy shit! You are really a talent!" The devil casually hit the fat man on the head and rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Your money was given to you by us last year. It was our money. Now you Do you want to use our money to bribe us? Are you having a brain problem after eating too much greasy food? "

“Ahhhh!

! "The fat man screamed.

"Brother, aren't all human beings like this? They are greedy and always wishful thinking." The demon buried in his abdomen straightened up and made way for his brother to take a few sips of blood mixed with various flavors: " Hurry up and torture him, let his soul grow dark in his pain, and that’s when we will reap the rewards.”

Yes, the devil's hunting is not just to kill people, but to collect debts, because this is hell, this person has actually died a long time ago, and what is running around is a corpse, but the corpse does not know it.

Destroying the body is a last resort. The demons are after the dark soul. This is what the fat man should pay.

Exchanging one's soul for money is one of the most common transactions between humans and demons. The demon brothers have already mastered similar tasks, but today's fat man has more fat and tastes better. The brothers can't help it. Just wanted to try it.

"Well, I'll take a few bites, and you hold him down." The demon brother smiled and stretched out his long forked tongue, slowly licking his beak, ready to continue torturing the victim, but at this time he was suddenly pulled by his brother Lifting his arm, the latter pointed to the path not far away.

It turned out that a handsome guy with blond hair was passing by not far away. He was an extremely handsome man. Even though he was walking on the road, his grace seemed to be walking in the sky. He was smiling, as if he had encountered something good.

But this scene frightened the two little devils and immediately broke the fat man's neck, then fell to their knees and shouted:

"Your Majesty Lucifer! Are you back?"

Hearing this, the blond man glanced in the direction where they were, smiled and shook his head:

"No, I'm not Satan anymore. You guys have fun, but you should be careful to stay away from this area in the future. My brother lives in seclusion here. He is an archangel with a brain problem."

The two demon brothers looked at each other, sniffed the sulfur smell around them, and looked up at the dark clouds filled with fire.

This is hell, right? Why are there archangels in hell?

However, the proud Lucifer would not explain to such humble little devils. He walked straight towards the red mountains in the distance. It seemed that he was just taking a slight step, but he was already a hundred miles away in an instant.

At the foot of the mountain, he was stopped by someone. It was also an angel, but it was a pity that he only had one pair of wings.

"Lucifer, you abandoned us!"

"Oh, Danding, my brother Mamen, you should thank me. Otherwise, if you stayed in heaven, you would have been brainwashed by Blank and gone crazy. Then you would have died with your eyes red and become a mercenary. There’s fertilizer in it.”

He did trick these angels into hell, and for some reason ignored them for thousands of years, but he didn't feel guilty at all, because the result was good.

"What is blank?" The angel named Mammon had a very low status. He had exhausted all his courage when he dared to question Lucifer. After receiving the explanation, his tone couldn't help but weaken, and then he was confused. He was held in Lucifer's arms and led up the mountain by his neck.

"You don't understand even after I told you, why bother yourself?" Lucifer smiled and took out a wine bottle from his suit, placed it in front of the angel and shook it: "This is for you, a gift, it tastes good. , I got it from a friend.”

The former friend of Satan is Deathstroke, which is Skywalker's aging wine from another world. Although it is only 80 years old, it is already extremely difficult for humans.

"Is that friend of yours a human?" Mammon weakly took the bottle and held it in her arms honestly, because it was given to him by Lucifer.

Although Lucifer fell into heaven in the past and was declared a rebel by God, that is all in the past. Now the father and son have been reconciled for seven or eight years. No angel will not love his eldest brother.

If the eldest son of God has separated from his family, isn’t he still the eldest son?

"Yes, it should be, right? Haha, actually I can't tell what he is now." Lucifer couldn't help but laugh halfway through his words. He scratched his chin with a look of interest on his face. Then he got down to business: "Forget it, let's not talk about that person. Is Brother Duma at home? I have something to talk to him about."

"He is here, still in the garden. Please go on your own. I can't continue walking with you." The little angel replied, and then stopped because his duty was to guard the mountain gate and he should not leave. The end of this staircase.

Guardian Angel Duma is the most rigid among the high-ranking archangels. Many people think that Michael is serious enough as the deputy king of heaven, but that is because they have never met Duma.

How old-fashioned is it? The mission given to him by God was to protect the world, so he accepted the order and left. Even when Lucifer fell from heaven and launched a war of rebellion, he did not participate in the thousand-year bloody battle.

After all, the oracle he received was to protect the human world, so what does the war between heaven and hell have to do with him?

As a result, he became one of the rare neutrals who could always interact with Lucifer normally. He was even invited to enter hell afterwards, settled in this remote corner of hell, and guarded the world from a higher dimension.

As for what the human world is, it is the main dimension, so even if all human beings die, there is no hope that Duma will take action. The things he protects are existences on a larger level.

"Still the same?" Lucifer was speechless. He shook his head and patted the little angel on the shoulder: "You guys are really suffering following him. Okay, then you can continue to stand guard. I will go into the house to find it myself. He, by the way, if you have a holiday, you can go to my nightclub and feel the love of human beings. It’s really interesting..."