What does your expression mean? Don’t believe me?
Russell frowned. Every time he told the truth, someone stood up to object, it was too bad.
It is true that he has never been to heaven and was rejected if he wanted to enter. The closest time he just looked outside the door.
But these are not important. Heaven is an abstract concept. There is light in the heart and light everywhere!
As for the realm, he no longer sticks to form and external objects. He firmly believes that as long as he holds the holy light, even in hell, there is no difference between him and heaven.
No, I don't believe it, just...
Riana hurriedly explained that she was not good at lying. She thought for a long time before she could come up with a reason: I used to be a human, and every time I transform into a demon, there will be sequelae, mainly manifested as out of control of language and expression... That's right, that's it.
Coincidentally, I used to be like this, but later I found a cure.
Russell waved to Riana: Come here, I'll give you a buff to ensure that the medicine will cure the disease.
Riana's head shook like a rattle, beating to death and unwilling to get close to Russell, changing the topic: BOSS, you are undercover hell, are you sure of becoming Satan, do you have any plans?
Yes, if you beat everyone to death, I am Satan.
……
Riana rolled her eyes and blamed her for being too much.
Haha, little girl, don’t think you are very smart. In fact, you don’t know what Satan is.
Russell pointed to the shattered 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 that are separated from it. In your hell, you are the omnipotent queen, but compared to the real Satan, you have less than one billionth of authority in your hands.
Russell briefly talked about the difference between the monolithic universe and the multiverse. He heard Riana's eyes shining, but when he heard four multivariate-level strong men seeking the position of Satan, he immediately became a timid.
BOSS, who are all these four strong men?
Sethorak, the master of the crimson universe, the creator of the black magic, Sithorne, the "eye demon" Shumagoras lying on me.
！
When he was just a little up, he heard that the tentacle monster was a strong competitor of Satan. Riana was in a bad mood. She raised a bunch of blonde hair on her head, and she couldn't even press it down.
Suddenly, she thought of a question: Shumagolas is so powerful, so what is Russell, who is lingering with it and can almost be called a fusion state?
BOSS, who is the last multiverse-level strongman?
What do you think?
I, I can't guess...
Riana's face showed desolation, as if it were good, the black holy marks on her hand would never be eliminated in her life.
How could I guess? I'll give you a hint, in hell, that person is the most handsome!
Uh, I really can't guess it now.
……
Bang!
After physical therapy, Riana fell to the ground and paid the price for her improper words and deeds.
At first glance, it's Cute new, and the old Hydra will never be like this.
There are four multiverse-level strong men competing for Satan. Under the crushing combat power, any plan is empty talk. Even if all the hell lords join forces, they cannot form the fifth stock competitiveness.
Russell continued: So for me, conspiracy is useless. If you want to be Satan, you can only kill Sethorac and Sithoren.
No Shumagoras?
Riana pointed to the green tentacles lying on Russell's body. The strange symbiotic relationship made people confused. Was Russell's extra headdress or Shumagoras's extra mount?
We two reached an agreement to be the most determined allies before defeating Satorac and Sithorne.
Isn’t this the plan?!
BOSS, I don’t mean to sow discord, you just believe it...
Riana secretly glanced at Shumagoras, thinking that the tentacles were not worth believing. She just came to hell today and saw it as a truth, and witnessed a betrayal among allies with her own eyes.
Your idea makes sense, but it's not a big problem.
Russell nodded calmly: Because I am not trustworthy either, everyone is afraid of each other.
Riana: …
The longer she met, the more she became sure that her days would be very sad.
Hurry!
The green tentacle danced, and Shumagoras was negative about Russell's view, believing that the same people should trust each other and make an invitation by the way.
I am idle and idle. Find a parallel universe to destroy it, just use it to kill time.
Russell rolled his eyes and refused to reach a consensus with the villain. It would be more interesting if he really tried his best to have fun with superheroes.
……
At the beginning or end of the flaming mountains, in the center of the blood plain surrounded by numerous lords, the lonely and dilapidated throne is silent, waiting for the arrival of the Lord of Hell.
The blood plain is full of evil spirits, and the high temperature of the geothermal heat evaporates red steam, making the throne of Satan look illusory and weird, creating a powerful pressure. Even the hell creatures born and raised in the country are unwilling to stay here for a long time.
The plains were marked as a forbidden zone by the lords of hell, and no one could take a step. Even the three evil demons with great reputations would encounter a desperate counterattack when they sat on the throne.
In fact, ninety-nine percent of the lords knew about Satan's throne, and it had nothing to do with him at all.
Unless in dreaming!
Therefore, the reason why these hell lords sent troops to garrison the plains is very simple. If they cannot be Satan, then Satan will never appear.
Although the fragments of the hell dimension are small, they also bring great authority to them. Once Satan appears, all of these authority will be taken back.
At that time, there are only two ways to choose from. Kneel at Satan's feet and catch some leftovers that Satan despise; refuse to be Satan's dog legs, lose authority and become an ordinary devil, and die at the hands of his former enemies.
The lords will not choose either of these two types, and they need authority and freedom.
The green tentacles rolled, and the demon guards stationed on the plains' border subconsciously made way, watching Shumagoras float towards the throne of Satan in horror.
The Eye Demon is about to provoke a war...
I don’t know who was the first to react, but the soldiers ran away in a panic and informed their boss.
Like the three lords of Pruto, no one noticed that Shumagoras had two long legs today.
Russell stepped on the mud on the bloody plain, leaving a string of footprints, and stopped in front of the Throne of Satan to observe closely.
It is very broken, very bad, without any jewelry spirit, nor the domineering spirit of the throne of the king.
But when you think about this position, the top leader of hell, a strong man at the multiverse level, immediately has a simple and unpretentious sense of low-key.
Big boss temperament!
That's it, but it's really a mess...
Russell glanced over the rotten wooden seat and saw four or five pointed rusty nails. He struggled for 001 seconds, turned around and made a toss.
A little high!
He rolled his eyes and stood up, held the Eye Demon upwards, sat down again, feeling the nails thorn on his butt.
Forget it, that's it!
Russell said to himself, took out Satan's scepter, leaned on the ground with both hands, and waited for Sethorac and Sithoren to arrive.
The lords of hell were not taken seriously by him. Now is different from the past. He is qualified to ignore the opinions of these lords. Whoever dares to have problems will solve the person who raised the problems.
Soon, black lines came across the horizon, and the sky and the earth on the Blood Plain were surrounded by darkness.
All the famous and surnamed Hell Lords arrived, which had nothing to do with their younger brother's notification. The moment Russell sat on the throne of Satan, they felt a sense of emotion.
Eye Demon, you should know the rules, Satan means...
Shumagoras, you have your own dimensions, your strength is strong enough that you don’t need it at all…
Hell is the hell of everyone, you can't represent everyone!
……
Warnings came one after another, but no hell lord was willing to make a first bird. They were waiting for the other two demons to appear to uphold justice.
In the past, Sithorne, the "God of the Underworld", also sat on the throne of Satan. Under the joint force of Sethorac and Shumagolas, he stood up and left the throne. The lords believed that today would be no exception.
It is precisely because the three demons are afraid of each other, are unwilling to start a war at will, and are disdainful to form cliques that they have a place to breathe.
Shumagoras looked at the sky with big eyes and completely ignored the chattering lords of hell, arrogantly believed that these lords were not worthy of being taken seriously by it, and even was too lazy to do the deterrence of killing one to warn a hundred.
At this point, no one noticed that among the tentacles, above the throne of Satan, there was a man holding the scepter of hell.
Russell: …
Next time you go out, be sure to choose a smaller pendant!
The brief wait ended, and the two main masters arrived, the red-skinned giant Sethorak, with a long robe covering the whole body, leaving only the shadow outline of Sithorne.
Needless to say, Setorac is the boss of the Crimson Universe, with strong strength and brilliant record, and is an invincible demon god.
The ‘God of the Underworld’ Xithon 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 use his power to successfully cast black magic.
Domaum, Mephisto, Ancient One, Strange...
It can be said that ten percent of all the Hell Lords present had been imprinted by Sithorne.
Russell did not. The magic in the Marvel world was too tricky. Although he saw a lot, he had never used it once, even the stable and peaceful white magic.
By the way, Russell believes that Sithorne is stronger than Sethorak, because in the setting, the omnipotent Scarlet Witch, her source of power is Sithorne.
Shumagoras, you sit...
Saitorak frowned and looked at the tentacle group. The foolish funny guy was so angry that he sucked something again. Halfway through his words, he changed his words: Who is under your butt, who is sitting on the Satan seat?
Shumagoras was still very polite to his opponents who needed respect, with his tangled tentacles floating up, revealing Russell sitting on the throne of Satan.
Even so, it still refused to leave, and two tentacles tightly wrapped around Russell's waist and shoulders.
Domaum!?
No, Domaum has long been dead, I am Darkside...
Russell leaned on the scepter of Hell with one hand, raised his left hand, and the infinite gloves filled with six gems appeared, grinning: I am Satan, who agrees and who opposes?
Russell frowned. Every time he told the truth, someone stood up to object, it was too bad.
It is true that he has never been to heaven and was rejected if he wanted to enter. The closest time he just looked outside the door.
But these are not important. Heaven is an abstract concept. There is light in the heart and light everywhere!
As for the realm, he no longer sticks to form and external objects. He firmly believes that as long as he holds the holy light, even in hell, there is no difference between him and heaven.
No, I don't believe it, just...
Riana hurriedly explained that she was not good at lying. She thought for a long time before she could come up with a reason: I used to be a human, and every time I transform into a demon, there will be sequelae, mainly manifested as out of control of language and expression... That's right, that's it.
Coincidentally, I used to be like this, but later I found a cure.
Russell waved to Riana: Come here, I'll give you a buff to ensure that the medicine will cure the disease.
Riana's head shook like a rattle, beating to death and unwilling to get close to Russell, changing the topic: BOSS, you are undercover hell, are you sure of becoming Satan, do you have any plans?
Yes, if you beat everyone to death, I am Satan.
……
Riana rolled her eyes and blamed her for being too much.
Haha, little girl, don’t think you are very smart. In fact, you don’t know what Satan is.
Russell pointed to the shattered 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 that are separated from it. In your hell, you are the omnipotent queen, but compared to the real Satan, you have less than one billionth of authority in your hands.
Russell briefly talked about the difference between the monolithic universe and the multiverse. He heard Riana's eyes shining, but when he heard four multivariate-level strong men seeking the position of Satan, he immediately became a timid.
BOSS, who are all these four strong men?
Sethorak, the master of the crimson universe, the creator of the black magic, Sithorne, the "eye demon" Shumagoras lying on me.
！
When he was just a little up, he heard that the tentacle monster was a strong competitor of Satan. Riana was in a bad mood. She raised a bunch of blonde hair on her head, and she couldn't even press it down.
Suddenly, she thought of a question: Shumagolas is so powerful, so what is Russell, who is lingering with it and can almost be called a fusion state?
BOSS, who is the last multiverse-level strongman?
What do you think?
I, I can't guess...
Riana's face showed desolation, as if it were good, the black holy marks on her hand would never be eliminated in her life.
How could I guess? I'll give you a hint, in hell, that person is the most handsome!
Uh, I really can't guess it now.
……
Bang!
After physical therapy, Riana fell to the ground and paid the price for her improper words and deeds.
At first glance, it's Cute new, and the old Hydra will never be like this.
There are four multiverse-level strong men competing for Satan. Under the crushing combat power, any plan is empty talk. Even if all the hell lords join forces, they cannot form the fifth stock competitiveness.
Russell continued: So for me, conspiracy is useless. If you want to be Satan, you can only kill Sethorac and Sithoren.
No Shumagoras?
Riana pointed to the green tentacles lying on Russell's body. The strange symbiotic relationship made people confused. Was Russell's extra headdress or Shumagoras's extra mount?
We two reached an agreement to be the most determined allies before defeating Satorac and Sithorne.
Isn’t this the plan?!
BOSS, I don’t mean to sow discord, you just believe it...
Riana secretly glanced at Shumagoras, thinking that the tentacles were not worth believing. She just came to hell today and saw it as a truth, and witnessed a betrayal among allies with her own eyes.
Your idea makes sense, but it's not a big problem.
Russell nodded calmly: Because I am not trustworthy either, everyone is afraid of each other.
Riana: …
The longer she met, the more she became sure that her days would be very sad.
Hurry!
The green tentacle danced, and Shumagoras was negative about Russell's view, believing that the same people should trust each other and make an invitation by the way.
I am idle and idle. Find a parallel universe to destroy it, just use it to kill time.
Russell rolled his eyes and refused to reach a consensus with the villain. It would be more interesting if he really tried his best to have fun with superheroes.
……
At the beginning or end of the flaming mountains, in the center of the blood plain surrounded by numerous lords, the lonely and dilapidated throne is silent, waiting for the arrival of the Lord of Hell.
The blood plain is full of evil spirits, and the high temperature of the geothermal heat evaporates red steam, making the throne of Satan look illusory and weird, creating a powerful pressure. Even the hell creatures born and raised in the country are unwilling to stay here for a long time.
The plains were marked as a forbidden zone by the lords of hell, and no one could take a step. Even the three evil demons with great reputations would encounter a desperate counterattack when they sat on the throne.
In fact, ninety-nine percent of the lords knew about Satan's throne, and it had nothing to do with him at all.
Unless in dreaming!
Therefore, the reason why these hell lords sent troops to garrison the plains is very simple. If they cannot be Satan, then Satan will never appear.
Although the fragments of the hell dimension are small, they also bring great authority to them. Once Satan appears, all of these authority will be taken back.
At that time, there are only two ways to choose from. Kneel at Satan's feet and catch some leftovers that Satan despise; refuse to be Satan's dog legs, lose authority and become an ordinary devil, and die at the hands of his former enemies.
The lords will not choose either of these two types, and they need authority and freedom.
The green tentacles rolled, and the demon guards stationed on the plains' border subconsciously made way, watching Shumagoras float towards the throne of Satan in horror.
The Eye Demon is about to provoke a war...
I don’t know who was the first to react, but the soldiers ran away in a panic and informed their boss.
Like the three lords of Pruto, no one noticed that Shumagoras had two long legs today.
Russell stepped on the mud on the bloody plain, leaving a string of footprints, and stopped in front of the Throne of Satan to observe closely.
It is very broken, very bad, without any jewelry spirit, nor the domineering spirit of the throne of the king.
But when you think about this position, the top leader of hell, a strong man at the multiverse level, immediately has a simple and unpretentious sense of low-key.
Big boss temperament!
That's it, but it's really a mess...
Russell glanced over the rotten wooden seat and saw four or five pointed rusty nails. He struggled for 001 seconds, turned around and made a toss.
A little high!
He rolled his eyes and stood up, held the Eye Demon upwards, sat down again, feeling the nails thorn on his butt.
Forget it, that's it!
Russell said to himself, took out Satan's scepter, leaned on the ground with both hands, and waited for Sethorac and Sithoren to arrive.
The lords of hell were not taken seriously by him. Now is different from the past. He is qualified to ignore the opinions of these lords. Whoever dares to have problems will solve the person who raised the problems.
Soon, black lines came across the horizon, and the sky and the earth on the Blood Plain were surrounded by darkness.
All the famous and surnamed Hell Lords arrived, which had nothing to do with their younger brother's notification. The moment Russell sat on the throne of Satan, they felt a sense of emotion.
Eye Demon, you should know the rules, Satan means...
Shumagoras, you have your own dimensions, your strength is strong enough that you don’t need it at all…
Hell is the hell of everyone, you can't represent everyone!
……
Warnings came one after another, but no hell lord was willing to make a first bird. They were waiting for the other two demons to appear to uphold justice.
In the past, Sithorne, the "God of the Underworld", also sat on the throne of Satan. Under the joint force of Sethorac and Shumagolas, he stood up and left the throne. The lords believed that today would be no exception.
It is precisely because the three demons are afraid of each other, are unwilling to start a war at will, and are disdainful to form cliques that they have a place to breathe.
Shumagoras looked at the sky with big eyes and completely ignored the chattering lords of hell, arrogantly believed that these lords were not worthy of being taken seriously by it, and even was too lazy to do the deterrence of killing one to warn a hundred.
At this point, no one noticed that among the tentacles, above the throne of Satan, there was a man holding the scepter of hell.
Russell: …
Next time you go out, be sure to choose a smaller pendant!
The brief wait ended, and the two main masters arrived, the red-skinned giant Sethorak, with a long robe covering the whole body, leaving only the shadow outline of Sithorne.
Needless to say, Setorac is the boss of the Crimson Universe, with strong strength and brilliant record, and is an invincible demon god.
The ‘God of the Underworld’ Xithon 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 use his power to successfully cast black magic.
Domaum, Mephisto, Ancient One, Strange...
It can be said that ten percent of all the Hell Lords present had been imprinted by Sithorne.
Russell did not. The magic in the Marvel world was too tricky. Although he saw a lot, he had never used it once, even the stable and peaceful white magic.
By the way, Russell believes that Sithorne is stronger than Sethorak, because in the setting, the omnipotent Scarlet Witch, her source of power is Sithorne.
Shumagoras, you sit...
Saitorak frowned and looked at the tentacle group. The foolish funny guy was so angry that he sucked something again. Halfway through his words, he changed his words: Who is under your butt, who is sitting on the Satan seat?
Shumagoras was still very polite to his opponents who needed respect, with his tangled tentacles floating up, revealing Russell sitting on the throne of Satan.
Even so, it still refused to leave, and two tentacles tightly wrapped around Russell's waist and shoulders.
Domaum!?
No, Domaum has long been dead, I am Darkside...
Russell leaned on the scepter of Hell with one hand, raised his left hand, and the infinite gloves filled with six gems appeared, grinning: I am Satan, who agrees and who opposes?
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