Chapter 656 - Sex Trap is Never Outdated (1/2)

Chapter 656 Sex Trap is Never Outdated

The black fog rapidly expanded and turned into a gigantic black woman.

Paimon extended his hand and grabbed the woman, who was much bigger.

A gigantic white hand appeared and snatched the black fog woman.

However, the Nether God moved even faster.

The black scythe came late but hit its target early, tearing apart space.

The furious air currents and the dark magic power flung Paimon hundreds of meters away.

A dark wound was left on his chest.

The wound was so massive that his beating heart and wriggling lungs could be seen.

The wound was very big, yet no blood flowed out.

Dark energy was attached to the wound, making it more difficult for Paimon to recover.

The black spatial gap quickly unfolded in the sky. Through the gap, Roland could see the view of the Netherworld.

Then, the black woman glimpsed Paimon and slowly drifted into the gap with the black scythe.

After she entered the gap, the gap quickly shrank and disappeared.

Paimon touched his chest and erased the black energy. His wound soon began to heal.

At this moment, a slim old man suddenly appeared next to him.

He looked around and asked Paimon, “I sensed the Nether God’s energy just now. Was it my imagination?”

“No.”

“Hiss!” The old man let out the noise of a rattlesnake. “How could the Nether God have come here? This place won’t be safe anymore.”

Paimon shook his head. “She played a trick; she didn’t arrive in person.” The old man was relieved. “That’s good.”

“Judas, I want to ask you something.” Struggle appeared on Paimon’s face. “If you agree, I’m willing to share some of my sovereignty over space with you.”

The Demon God named Judas revealed widened pupils. Then, they became normal. “You’re rarely so generous. Your request must be very challenging, yes?” “Of course!” Paimon looked into the distance and said slowly, “I want you to help me drive the expedition army of the Church of Light as well as the Golden Sons out of the Realm of Devils.”

“How soon do you want it to be done?” asked Judas.

“Within seven days.”

“It’s impossible!” Judas waved his hand. “Because of the contractual rules, we cannot participate in the war of mortals in person, or the Goddess of Light and the Life Goddess will arrive. Speaking of which… the Nether God’s clone appeared here because you violated the rules, right?”

Paimon chuckled coldly. “Don’t presume that I don’t know that you prepared a lot of flesh puppets. They should be able to deal with the enemies.”

“You’re truly well-informed.” Judas laughed aloud but soon became cold. “They’re the foundation of my power, and they’re formidable. However, they will suffer heavy losses if they fight the Church of Light’s expedition army and the Golden Sons. Without those flesh puppets, my power of faith will decline, and there won’t be a place for me in the Realm of Devils.”

Paimon sniffed. “I can protect you for a hundred years. We can sign a contract.”

“Contracts are made to be torn apart. Isn’t that your favorite saying, Paimon?” Judas let out a mocking laugh. “That’s all right. I’m sure someone will be willing to help.” Paimon put on a smile of satisfaction. “I can always go to Barr. As the oldest of us, he should be willing to help me, especially when I’m willing to share some of my sovereignty over space.”

Judas became angry the moment he heard that. “Have you lost your mind? Don’t you know what will happen if Barr gets sovereignty over

space?”

“Then help me kick away the expedition army and the Golden Sons.”

Judas gazed at Paimon angrily, but Paimon was absolutely calm and inscrutable.

As his “best” friend for hundreds of years, Judas knew Paimon’s personality too well. The calmer he looked, the more furious and extreme he felt in his heart.

“Fine.” Judas heaved a helpless sigh. “But I’ll need some help. Sidi probably has time to help

me.”

“But I won’t pay her.”

Judas waved unconcernedly. “It’s fine. I’ll pay Sidi myself.”

“When will it start?”

Judas thought for a moment and said, “Maybe right now.”

After that, he connected to the mental network and said a moment later, “It’s done. Sidi said that she’s willing to help.”

Hardly had he finished when a streak of darkness came from the distance.

It was so fast that it looked like real light.

It then quickly stopped before the two Demon Gods, as if it didn’t have any inertia.

Intense sonic explosions didn’t catch up until four seconds after the shadow stopped.

The deafening noises were mixed with strong gales.

They formed a terrifying blast on the ground but disappeared outside of the city.

Paimon put down his right hand, which he had just lifted to block the tsunami of airwaves.

The shadow that stopped between them was a woman who had bat wings and tiny demonic horns on her forehead.

She wore a lot of clothes, and only her fair feet were partly revealed beneath her long dress.

The woman had a great figure and looked like a succubus.

But unlike the succubi, she didn’t have an arrow-shaped tail, and she had the regular feet of humans instead of succubus hooves.

She was very beautiful and could almost compare to Morris.

She looked at the two Demon Gods and focused her eyes on Paimon. “You’re wounded. How rare.”

“The Nether God’s clone just showed up.” “No wonder.” The woman gracefully pursed her lips into a smile. “Judas, let me ask you. I can help you, but what are you willing to pay?” “Souls of men. The kind of men that you love most.”

“How many?”

“More than 130.”

“Deal.” Sidi gently clapped her hands. “I’ll deploy all the succubi under my command. I was told that the Golden Sons liked the succubi very much. I think we can stir a conflict among them with that. What do you think?”

“Do whatever you deem fit.” Paimon scoffed. “I only want it to be done, no matter how.”

“You will see that, I promise.” Sidi smiled as gently as a real goddess.

On the other hand, the black gigantic woman flew into the gap with the scythe and appeared in the sky in the Netherworld.

Very soon, her black shell vanished, leaving Roland in the center of the white cloud with the Nether God’s Scythe.

He stood in silence and reflected on the performance with the Supreme Dark Dimensional Slash.

Although the attack was based on his own energy, it was truly as powerful as the attack of a god.

The circulation and sublimation of energy was a rare experience for Roland at this moment.