Olivier's expression and tone were extremely relaxed, as if he was chatting with a guest.

Whether it was the unlucky guy who died or Tianyaksha, they were just topics he found casually.

"Ha ha……"

"I don't think it's anyone too important. I just asked casually."

"Hunter, deal with it for me..."

Sure enough.

Mr. Hunting heard this instruction and did not hesitate at all.

The guy who died in Doflamingo's puppet game was dragged to the door like scraps.

after……

I'm afraid I'll have to ask Mrs. Ortega to clean up the trash.

"Sit down."

"Don't be so polite to me, introduce yourself, I am Olivier."

"perhaps……"

"This name is a little unfamiliar to you, but you should have remembered it a little bit."

"For example...the Lord of Hell!"

Olivier leaned back on the big soft sofa facing the best view of Manhattan.

Even in the shape of a monster.

But……

The momentum that used to belong to the family leader all year round is a human habit.

really……

For a while, there were still some things that I couldn’t get rid of.

"I……"

"Should I remember?!"

This moment.

Mo Lun, who thought he would not be surprised by anything, actually began to hesitate.

hell.

demon!

The scorched earth in the boundless purgatory is closely related to the void of spiders.

Too……

In the empty nest world, the problems that Janix noticed are also...

Father's rage.

Countless evidence points to something big happening in the multiverse.

A ritual was successfully completed.

thereby……

There is a certain kind of memory that has been deleted and turned into a blank. This is already a terrifying enough mutation.

However.

When Morlun realized that he was just seeing the existence in front of him.

The blank memory that should have disappeared is filled in like fragments.

It's terrible.

Who is Olivier, and why...why did he want to find me?!

"No no no."

"It's not that I found you, Mr. Morlun, but that you broke into my world."

Morlun's thoughts in his heart.

It was as if Olivier had completely seen through it in just this moment.

The skull showed an obviously foolish smile.

By the way...

Olivier stretched out his hand to greet Mr. Stalker and asked him to bring the wine on the table.

And he still spoke calmly.

"I won't comment on the heir family's love for spiders, but..."

"What you want to touch is my thing!"

"clear?!"

There was no seriousness or threat in Olivier's tone.

But……

Morlun found that he could not ignore all this.

The Heir family is the absolute master of the power and vitality of the totem.

However.

In the endless limbo called hell.

Whether it is a totem or a life, it will perish, everything seems so small.

and.

Looking at the fine wine Olivier prepared for himself.

That's...

Even Mr. Stalker was not allowed to taste it, it was his honor as a guest.

Too……

In this room, except for the unlucky guy who had been thrown out before.

In fact, it should be noticed more...

It is the sacred power that fell on the top of the living room and is being made into fine wine one by one using the latest processing methods.

Angel!

What this demon tasted was no ordinary drink.

It turns out that in the Costa family in Hell's Kitchen, everything can be presented to the leader.

It has long become a thing of the past with Olivier.

His power...

In fear and revenge, let every angel brought by Mr. Hunter.

So sacred…

And what absorbs this sacred power is such a terrifying existence.

Gudong!

Morlun had already realized the seriousness of the problem, and he swallowed subconsciously.

"rest assured."

"This is what I have prepared for my guests, Mr. Morlun, please."

Olivier has said so.

How could he still allow Mo Lun to refuse and take the wine swaying with the divine light.

this……

Angels are also among the totems, and so it stands to reason.

But……

The reality is that being in paradise is completely different from hunting spiders.

Divine life force is rippling in it.

Morlun showed his vampire-like sharp teeth, raised his head and ate it all.

Buzz…

At this moment.
To be continued...