The Death Knell

In the messy room, a man and a woman seemed to be sitting side by side on the bed, smoking a post-event cigarette, but there was at least one person's distance between them, and the atmosphere seemed unusually cold.

The white moonlight shot in from the window, covering them with a faint halo, and the cigarette butts flickered like two small eyes.

"Stop pretending, Satana, your tricks are of no use to me." The man rejected the woman's proposal in a low tone: "Your and Daemon's mothers were killed by Marduk, and you don't trust the family. How can you possibly want a child?”

The female devil suppressed the smile on her face. She stretched out her hand and looked at the long nails on it.

"That was all in the past. Besides, for us demons, the word family does not exist. Reproduction is only for the purpose of taking advantage of our own children and their power."

Su Ming flicked the cigarette ashes and blew lightly to let the ashes fly away from his knees: "You and Damon are both half-human and half-demon. Even if you keep emphasizing that you are a demon, it will not change this fact."

The truth is actually far more than that. Marduk also treated the brother and sister as slaves and as his tools to rule hell. He tortured and humiliated them in every possible way, hoping to make them darker and darker.

The goal was half achieved. Compared with Mephisto's son, Satana and Damon were not even a bit black, but these tortures also set them on the road to fight against their father, and with the help of several other hell lords with ulterior motives , achieved success.

They were freed, and the other hell lords greatly weakened Marduk. It was a win-win.

"Anyway, facing Dracula is beyond my ability. It's not difficult to kill him a few times, but what to do after that? He will always be resurrected." Satana blew out a smoke ring and stroked her thigh.

"Then keep killing, he will always give up." Su Ming replied, he turned to look at the female devil: "The news I got from the vampire hunter is that he is about to be resurrected, but I think the king of blood has been resurrected, hunter Our intelligence is always one step behind."

"Haha, you just want Dracula to stare at me, not because I am better than the mage you brought, but because I have nothing to do with Kama Taj." She shook her head and twisted her waist slightly , posted next to Deathstroke: "If I kill him once, he will haunt me, you will get out of it, and the world will be peaceful again, right?"

There is only one Dracula, and even as the King of Vampires, he cannot be in two places at the same time. If he kept pestering a hell lord, surely the others would be safe.

Both have immortality, and this entanglement can last until the end of time. This was Su Ming's previous plan, to make Dracula his own cage,

Taking advantage of his tendency to retaliate for his flaws and letting him chase after a target is like attracting a donkey to grind—using a carrot on a stick.

No matter how hard you chase it, if you can't get it, the donkey will keep spinning around the millstone.

In fact, the original plan was to let Mordo take on this important task. A powerful external enemy would make Mordo more dependent on Kama Taj and not dare to rebel.

But now that there are hell lords to choose from, it is natural to choose a more reliable one. Modu will be killed if he is not careful, so the hell lord does not have this worry.

"You are quite smart. You have seen through this. I like smart people very much." Su Ming hugged her with a smile and lifted her chin: "That's right, there is no one who is too stupid among the lords of hell, otherwise he would live Don’t go down.”

"You are really insidious and vicious, and I like it very much." Satana smiled and leaned on his shoulder, scratching his chest like a kitten with her hands: "Then can you change the conditions?"

"I can't exchange it, but I can give you a little extra to help you solve your hellish problem?" Su Ming gently held her mischievous little hand, put it under her nose and smelled it: "By the way, I want to Taking out my heart is out of the question, I have strong defenses, and the magic aphrodisiac on your nails won't work on me."

Satana withdrew her hand, patted his chest gently and said with a sweet smile: "You are really too suspicious. Don't talk about it. I didn't want to kill you. How can a weak woman be your opponent?"

"Look, you have inadvertently shown your understanding of human society. You want to use the popular gender views of this era to influence me, making me feel that you are not threatening, and thus using your female advantage to indirectly control me." Su Mingrou He touched her hair as if petting a cat, but his tone was extremely cold: "But have you forgotten, I am from Kama Taj."

The person in her arms stiffened for a moment, but quickly recovered. She rubbed her head upwards and said as if to please: "I don't mean that. Tell me what you plan to do with those ancient gods' creations?"

Su Ming chuckled lightly: "I'm not afraid to tell you that when it comes to dealing with tentacles, Hellbound is the most professional, and the Helllord there is my student. Even if you know the method, you can't bypass me to trade with her. Save your energy."

Satana took a deep breath and began to calculate the gains and losses.

Now that she has a home and cannot return, it is indeed quite miserable for her as a hell lord to live in the main dimension. If the problem of biological invasion can be solved, her strength will be restored even better.

But the prerequisite for obtaining these benefits is to offend Dracula. As a beautiful woman, Dracula will definitely be entangled.

It's not that there is no way to solve it. As long as we take back the territory and come up with some conditions to make a deal with Hela, the half-dead and half-alive Lord of the Underworld can reconcile it. She is also sure to persuade Damon and Mephisto. It's nothing more than giving. Just some price.

This can not only take back Hell, but also ruin Deathstroke's plan and let Dracula haunt him, killing two birds with one stone.

"Okay, I agree, let's sign the contract." Satana turned over and straddled Su Ming's lap, hooked her hands around his neck, and made his head face her chest: "Don't lie to me."

"Contact the witness, and don't play any tricks." Su Ming replied. Satana had temporarily lost control of her own hell, so she could not use her own hell to witness the contract and had to find a third party.

He turned a blind eye to the white things in front of him. This was Satana's habit. The uniform she wore during battles had large slits at the front and back. The chest was slit from the bottom of the neck to below the belly button, and the back was slit to the tailbone, leaving a large area of ​​skin. All exposed, she went to the battlefield like this.

Her exposure level is countless levels higher than that of Mysterio, and lust is her weapon. In the future, a few idiot superheroes will suffer a big loss at her hands when they stare at her exposed hemisphere.

Satana laughed, and the two white hemispheres rippled like water waves in front of Su Ming's eyes: "Okay, who do you think is fairer? Emperor Weishan can't do it, I'm afraid."

"In that case, are you okay with asking the ancient demon god Set as a witness?" Su Ming said a name.

Satana stuttered. Although Emperor Weishan had opinions about demons, at least he would not take action against them. Seth was different.

He has appeared in almost every snake story in every culture, each linked to a different Seven Deadly Sins. He has been referred to as the ancient serpent in the Bible, the enemy of God, Satan himself.

He was the first person to commit murder on earth, bringing the first death to the world and causing countless true gods to turn into demons.

He killed other gods in order to gain strength by eating them, and he was also an example for demons to devour their own kind. If Satana contacted Seth, let alone being a witness to the contract, she would probably be swallowed up immediately.

"Well....."

"Look, you are scared even after finding your oldest demon. What do you think we should do?" Su Ming calmly smoked in a leisurely manner. The smoke sprayed on her chest, which really made her feel like a famous person.

"If it's not something important, don't go to him. Hehe, let's just go to Mephisto to witness it." Satana blinked and twisted her body to act coquettishly.

"Old Murphy? It's not impossible. The Ghost Rider he is responsible for is also there. Now the water is up to his ankles, so we might as well pull him into the water."

Satana put Su Ming's head between her breasts and squeezed them: "You are so bad, but... I mean the same thing. Can you add another Hela?"

Su Ming smiled, and he understood Satanna's plan: "You are so naughty, but... I will do as you say."

............

Mephisto witnessed the contract with little interest, and when he saw both men pressing their fingerprints with blood, he slapped his butt to cut off the magical connection.

Anyway, the Ghost Rider was sent out to share. He already knew who Deathstroke would use him to deal with. Mephisto, as the regulator, must have already taken the bait.

But when he heard that he was going to deal with Dracula, Lao Mo was relieved. At first, he thought Deathstroke was going to deal with the Celestials.

The younger generation of hell lords are afraid of Dracula, but he is not afraid of Mephisto. His strength lies here, but the vampire will try to come to hell to bite him? I just happened to be bored.

What was more unexpected to Satana was that Hela arrived directly after Mephisto left. She walked out of her dark portal, and the cold air she brought covered the furnishings in the room with a layer of frost.

Unlike Mephisto, she lives in the main dimension, and coming to Earth is just a trivial matter for her.

"Haha, you and Satana are going to play ice and fire for me."

Before Hela could stand firm, she heard Deathstroke say such words, and several question marks seemed to pop up in her head.

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Satana smiled and took her hand, whispering a few words in her ear. Hela's eyes quickly turned to disdain, and she asked in a queenly manner:

"The Supreme Mage and the Slut Demon got mixed up. Should I congratulate you? If you just summoned me to sleep with you, then forget it. Tyr is not worth the price."

Satana didn't mean to be angry. She still smiled and replied: "Wizards and demons are originally from the same family. They are all driven by magical power. They just have different views on using soul power. Don't be so serious."

Hela glanced at her, showing contempt as if she had heard some joke. She pointed at the messy room and bed: "You have slept with him and haven't noticed yet? He is not a sorcerer at all. "

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