Chapter 965 (1/2)

Mephisto squatted on his throne. He was in such a habit that he felt as if the throne was burning his buttocks. He had to squat on it to be comfortable.

Listening to the sound of soul scream from the plain, he shook his head and closed his eyes to enjoy leisure, but in fact, it was the time of hell war, and this short rest time was somewhat luxurious for him.

In order to fight for the tens of millions of souls who died in World War II, all the hell means to do their best. The army's attack on the surface is only a side dish, and the most important thing is the secret action and intrigue.

Devil, playing means is instinct, and for the most powerful, he has become the common enemy of almost everyone.

The maids of destruction stood before him in two respectful rows under the throne, but their shriveled faces and pale eyes showed that they were reluctant.

They are the degenerate female warrior gods of the first generation. It is one thing to eat corpses, but it is another to be sold to the devil king.

Compared with King Bauer, Mephisto was obviously not a good master, and the suffering they suffered in hell was unimaginable before.

They want to find rocky now and kill the ice giant bastard. But Loki had expected that his contract with Mephisto had safeguards.

Mephisto closed his eyes and felt the malicious look around him. He held a skull in his hand, which was filled with lava like wine, which was sent to his mouth from time to time.

”Your Majesty... Last time, the last man came again!”

At this time, the blind attendants came to disturb his nature, and the sharp Drake's voice interfered with the beautiful music.

When Mephisto raised his hand, without looking, he hit him with Hellfire, standing in the same place every time, as if he had come up on purpose.

”Ah

The thick pillar of fire spurted out from the ground, enveloping the whole of the attendants in it, fleeting. It exhaled a puff of black smoke and fell to the ground like coke, motionless.

Soon someone else dragged it away, leaving only the smell of burning in the air.

Mephisto's men were basically flame demons, and being ejected by magma was as easy as pouring a basin of water.

The Chamberlain knew that the devil liked to hear the scream, so he cooperated on purpose.

Watching it dragged away, Mephisto pinched his brow, his sharp nails sinking deep into his skin.

There are not many people who can come to hell, and even fewer people can go out later. Who can make the younger brothers feel like they are facing a big enemy....

”Hi, Lao Mo, where are you squatting at home? How many souls have you made today? ”

Sure enough, it was almost before he put his hand down that he heard the hearty, insincere greeting of the knell.

Mephisto turned his head and showed a perfect business smile: ”I said that how can hell fire roast people today? It turns out that the Supreme Master is coming. Welcome, my hell will open the door to you at any time.”

”Ha ha... It's very polite. The key is that I can't say that the earth will welcome you at any time. This comparison makes me very stingy.”