Let Mr. Olivier, sealed in the cage of mortals, escape from the trap.

He has returned.

Just by...

"The first son who inherited the legacy of the Demon King Satan, or the Devil's Age that possesses the name of the Prince of Hell?!"

"They should call me uncle."

"When my father was beaten in hell, they were not even born."

"Hmph."

"The concept of hell is asking me for help, the torn past does not want to disappear."

"And if there must be hell in the multiverse, then...I!"

"Mr. Olivier's ambition is enough to accommodate everything."

"This should be mine!"

"punish!"

"revenge!"

"This is so natural among all intelligent life, and so is my power... for granted."

Mr. Olivier's words resonate with the dark power of the iron hotel.

Everything seems so natural.

Too……

"Bless you!"

"Anyway, you just need to get my demonic energy back, ah, I'm happy to work with you."

The sibling relationship between the demon monarchs.

Ximu once shared the whole world with the Holy Lord and others, and now...

Since Mr. Olivier has set up an ambition alliance.

nature……

Ximu had no need to refuse at all.

Don’t talk about sharing one world, it means sharing more worlds, occupying the entire hell or the multiverse.

Ximu can agree.

but……

All premises are Mr. Olivier's true final victory.

"Don't worry."

"I believe in you so much, the Demon Lord of the Sky, we should be born with friends."

"Right, Demon!"

Mr. Olivier looked at Morren again.

In fact, Molun has made a choice, and he needs to increase his bargaining chips.

Even for dealing with Ximu who doesn't like it.

Since he has already boarded Mr. Olivier's chariot, the heirs family will win.

“Knitting.”

"Let this country demon and Mr. Olivier see what a trembling net is enough."

Following the words of Demon.

The power of the weaver appears here, and the door to dimension is easily opened.

This is the advantage of the heir family.

They control the weaving world, and with a call, the golden spider immediately opens the passage.

The entire world of life and destiny is allowed to pass by.

And this...

Now it is also Mr. Olivier's advantage.

Others...

No matter how hard it is to come to this world, can you go to other worlds?!

It's definitely not that easy.

And it was with such a battlefield depth that Mr. Olivier decided to ignite everything.

Cook his throne with the revenge of fire.

"Devil!"

And as the cross-plane passes to the other side, a low sound comes.

More than one head higher than Demon.

The tall and strong Diamons arrived, and he came from the empty nest world.

but……

It seems to be a little different from the last time Molun met him.

"Gululu..."

Just just stepped into this world.

The hunger sound from Damons' belly echoed in the iron hotel.

"Dimmons, you..."

Demon was stunned.

The last time he saw Diamons, he was in the empty nest world, and his father beat him up angrily.

Then...

Diamons was still strong like a square big guy.

But now...

Diamons looked so incredibly thin, he seemed to be hungry and skinny.

Although it's still big...

Difficulties are caused by continuous death and inner emotions, coupled with the distorted life energy of extreme hunger.

It is transforming by resonating with the power of Damons' totem.

If he used to be a vicious bully, he is now like an evil ghost crawling out of the abyss.

There was even a green light in those eyes...

The whole body was filled with the fluorescent lights floating by the strange life energy, and it was looser to his noble dress.

this……

"Although the spider does not have it, Mr. Olivier will not mind you enjoying the Angel."

"I'll get used to it once."

"The sacred taste is no worse than the spider's taste..."

Morren lifted the wine glass in his hand.

If the first attempt was forced to do so, then the latter would have accepted it.

It's enjoyment!

The sacred power from the angels replenishes life, which is definitely a high-level totem power.

The taste is amazing.

"No!"

"I have made an oath in front of my father."

“I will never eat any food until I succeed in revenge…”

Diamons' tone of hunger has changed because of this period of time.

What once was a strong voice has now become hoarse and matte.

But……

What echoed in his mind was a bald head.

It was the hatred that he absorbed the energy of life in the entire New York and was blown away by the other party with a punch.
To be continued...