Is such a restless voice declaring war on yourself?!

good!

interesting.

Before he set off, he actually knew the conspiracy of the Pilaf trio!

It was impossible for the three little trashes to hide the little things they were thinking from the Big Devil Piccolo.

But...so what!

He didn't want to fall out with Asmodeus so that he could get greater benefits later.

If he could rule hell, Demon King Piccolo would definitely kill everyone.

And now...

"Asmodeus Building is still useful, but you trash, just go to hell!"

Demon King Piccolo raised a finger, and a small light bullet gathered together and shot out.

This is just a greeting.

Yes, even though he knew that King Pilaf was deceiving him with the dragon balls, but...

The arrogant Demon King Peak still comes proactively, just to kill everyone.

Now...it's time to release the accumulated anger.

call out!

Light bullets bloom from the fingertips.

The target was directed towards Sengoku and Whitebeard.

In comparison...in the perception of Big Devil Piccolo, the ordinary and confident Mr. Satan and King!

These two.

Their strength is displayed perfectly!

"Come on!"

"Hopefully it will give me a little fun and not be as boring as the other bugs!"

Accompanied by the words of the Great Demon King Piccolo.

Boom!

A small fireball visible to the naked eye rose.

The bridge from the capital of hell to the outside of the city begins to break!

The flowing boiling slurry began to surge due to the huge energy reaction.

here we go!

There is new excitement in the capital of hell, and the battle to encircle and suppress the Great Demon King Piccolo has begun!

…

at the same time.

Asmodeus Tower.

Stajiu was enjoying his feast and had no interest in the Big Devil Piccolo.

And in the office.

Machima and Asmode are discussing matters between demons.

This is contract time.

However.

A sudden excitement came from the fire that broke out at the edge of a corner of the city.

Interrupted all this.

"Ha ha."

"This city is really lively. It seems that I have come to the right place!"

Makima smiled.

She really wants to know what happened on the battlefield. From this direction...

A gratifying fight emerged.

winner!

That might still be called a strong one.

But a loser.

He must be worth mentioning and will be stepped on, a pitiful creature.

"I really want to see it!"

Makima tilted her head and said gently.

"Well... the green guy you raised, will he die?!"

I have absolutely no respect for the Great Demon King Piccolo.

ah!

If this guy dies and Makima gets his body, maybe...

It does allow the dominating demon to feel some fun.

"Ms. Makima, don't be so rude!"

Asmodeus stood up from his desk. In front of him was a general contract written in devil's writing.

Demons from different worlds, it can be seen that they are quite formal.

Asmodeus patted his head in distress.

"Managing a city is very tiring. I haven't had a moment of leisure recently!"

“Although it’s tiring, it’s fun!”

"This is much more interesting than the barbaric ravaging of souls before."

Asmodeus walked to the window.

There is nothing in this city that he doesn't know, as long as Asmodeus wants to.

"Ah, I feel it."

"It's the warriors from before, it's still a familiar smell, they are eyeing Mr. Piccolo!"

"Dragon Quest, a drama about defeating the Demon King!"

Asmodeus suddenly showed a huge smile, as if an interesting story was happening again.

He suddenly turned around and casually threw a few chips out of the drawer in his office.

"Ms. Makima, before you officially become my assistant."

"Then...do you want to draw lots?!"

Makima reached out and picked it up casually, and pulled out a meaningless number.

"very good!"

Asmodeus took a look, and the pudgy guy made a decision immediately.

"From the second area to the seventeenth area, this fan-shaped area is the auditorium!"

Asmodeus finished speaking.

From the building in the center of the city, a magical light suddenly spread.

It was like a thin film, enclosing a large area of ​​the capital of hell!

"What about outside?!"

Makima took two steps slowly, and the orange circles could be seen in her eyes.

The areas on the edge of the city are not covered by this layer of protection.

And there...

There was already a golden light flashing, and... a terrifying sound like an explosion.

"Ah, of course it is a stage for gamblers!"

"It would be difficult to manage such a large city, if only part of it is destroyed in such a gorgeous way!"

"I'm very satisfied too!"

It's not like Asmodeus is discussing the life and death of a city.
To be continued...