But……

What was passed down were iron-blooded instructions.

The city of hell will once again become a place of feasting and non-stop entertainment.

As for running outside the city boundaries, in the vast territory of hell.

Asmodeus doesn't care what he wants to do.

But now...

"Help me notify the police station and let...ah, by the way, the half-human, half-demon police chief come!"

"Take the trash and clean up the streets for me!"

…

"No more chasing?!"

"The game of chasing the ball is finally over, are they going to go home for dinner?!"

When Aaron turned his head.

The dilapidated street scene gradually faded away, and the wave of demons also gradually receded.

Good news.

The endless escape seems to be over.

But……

If the demons give up so easily, this is the beginning of another joke.

"Ah ha ha ha."

"Because of the pressure from the Clown King, now is Lord Bucky's victory!"

It’s really easy to split the fruit into pieces.

Bucky stretched his body to the maximum, but there was nothing under the cloak.

Even if a side attack came over, it would not be able to hurt him at all.

certainly.

The acquisition of handsome image is necessary.

Look at those rescued souls, every one of them is praising the greatness of the Clown King.

"Is it over?!"

Soul questioning from Mr. Satan.

now.

Mr. Satan's system panel is really busy.

Satan!

Just by virtue of this name, he has attracted the attention of many "powerful guys".

and.

The most important thing is that the person with this name is still a human being, and he is still in hell.

Still alive.

This is a rare thing that has not happened in hell for thousands of years.

on the system panel.

Including the great demon Asmodeus and Nastir who lost his head before.

even……

Mephisto, Marduk Kurios, and... more "beings" appear in front of the prompt of [Black Jade].

Mr. Satan couldn't stand it anymore.

certainly.

At this time, there was a large group of souls behind him, all of which were kept in captivity by Nastir in the paradise.

Play those mandatory chip games.

The "toy" souls who were about to become part of the playground were saved.

Mortal souls cannot tell the difference between true and false!

They only know that in front of them, [Mr. Satan] and [King] are the first to stand in front of them.

One claims to be the best martial artist in the world, and the other is a taciturn and cold-faced king!

They saved themselves.

This brought about heartfelt cheers and their souls were released.

In fact, they only escaped the devil temporarily, and they were still within the confines of the Hell City.

Still in hell.

But……

Compared to the desperate world before, such a short-term salvation is enough to make me cry happily.

"Ah hahaha, okay, okay."

"The matter is over and you are safe!"

Mr. Satan is very familiar with such things.

even though.

This time there are no reporters from Save the World coming to interview!

but!

There are more things like sincerely thanking his audience and appeasing people's hearts.

Mr. Satan is serious about what he does.

By the way.

There is nothing better in the world than sinking in soul and praise.

even!

Mr. Satan didn't even bother to look at the system panel. At this time, it was time to calculate [Black Jade].

Of course, it is more important to respond to everyone's expectations.

In fact.

Absolutely decent appearance, the physique of a world champion, and a golden belt that represents authority.

A serious and serious voice, coupled with... [King]'s unquestionable face.

And the silent support brought by the emperor's engine that gradually stopped.

Mr. Satan's words are extremely effective.

However.

"No, it's not over yet, it's just the beginning."

The appearance of Yato.

Let Mr. Satan, who was enjoying flowers and applause, return to reality.

Hey hey hey?!

Isn't it over yet?!

Do we have to go back and face those demons?!

"This is hell. Without the protection of this city, the ominous land beneath our feet will pollute these souls."

Yato watched.

In the midst of ignorance, the soul celebrated just because it was temporarily out of danger.

Pray, he has heard.

He already holds a soul chip in his hand, and the commission from the God of Yadou is not over yet.

Killing one Nastir is not enough, now is just the beginning.

"The devil who took us for fun is telling the truth. We cannot leave the capital of hell."

"Unless...the problem is completely solved."

Yadou's gaze was directed to the highest point that could be seen even from the edge of the city.

Asmodeus Tower.
To be continued...