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The capital of hell, the most central, most dazzling, and tallest Asmodeus building!

topmost.

The lights are feasting, the singing and dancing are noisy.

This place is incomparably brilliant, incomparably lively, and it is a place of celebration for the great devil.

A never-ending party is going on as always.

"Lord Asmodeus~"

A voluptuous woman with a very alluring soul is entwined around Asmodeus.

And those who are qualified to come to this banquet.

Whether they are demons or demons, hell beasts or other dimensional travelers.

In the capital of hell, any guest only needs to take out "chips"!

So……

All of them are guests here.

certainly!

One or two bags of head gold can not come in here, it represents the top of hell wealth.

Every "big rich man" has an unimaginable amount of soul gold coins.

"welcome!"

Amidst the warm cheers, Asmodeus offered his soul in the cup to everyone!

Drank it all in one gulp.

The bubbles struggling and roaring in the devil's bloody mouth are simply the most wonderful taste.

in the hall.

Roulette, fruit machines, small steel balls, gold coins, banknotes and VIP cards flipping.

The games and banquets continued.

Lose and win!

A steady stream of souls entered the devil's treasury, and mountains of gold and silver were piled up.

It's all wonderful.

This moment.

With the consent of Mephisto, the city's Asmodeus was obtained.

enjoying everything about him.

...

"What?!"

"You ask me Lord Mephisto?! Haha, you deserve to mention the name of the Great One!"

Asmodeus tugged at the gown, which didn't match his figure.

And extremely brutally crushed the woman in front of her into a golden brick of soul.

Just throw it away.

The flying little devil sent the struggling soul into the vault.

Another fortune!

"Since someone asked a question, I will tell you something interesting."

Asmodeus considers himself benevolent.

It only needs to pay a small gold brick to hear the secrets of hell.

This is simply too much money.

Oh, right.

It's a pity that the idiot who asked the question just now probably couldn't hear Lord Mephisto's name.

But it doesn't matter, no one here will care about these.

"That day, it was the same as usual."

"We are in front of the throne of hell, doing the daily work that is not praised by anyone."

"Like... torturing those miserable souls."

"Hehehe."

Asmodeus cracked his blood spurt and laughed.

at the same time.

I don't know how many times I started talking about the origin of the capital of hell.

"I admit that sometimes this kind of thing seems stereotyped when it is done too much."

"But... for hell's sake, evil things always need demons to push them."

"And big demons like us can only work harder."

The scene was lively.

Everyone was responding to Lord Asmodeus' joke, and they didn't think there was any problem with it.

after all……

Everyone is unable to extricate themselves from this intoxicated hell.

"Get to the point."

"Lord Mephisto woke up from his scarlet throne, and it can be seen that he lost his temper that day."

"But... we feel that he is in a good mood?!"

Asmodeus said.

He scratched his chin, remembering.

No matter how many times he said it, he still couldn't understand the emotions of the devil king that day.

but……

That's right, if he could understand the thoughts of the King of Demons, wouldn't he be the Lord of Hell himself? !

"One size counts for one size. In short, surprises come unexpectedly."

"A city, a sinful forgotten place made up of shabby scraps, just fell on our soil."

"As well as those forgotten souls."

Asmodeus' tone was pleasantly surprised.

Although he waved his hand, the gold coins and banknotes in front of him were flying all over the sky, forming the appearance of a city.

The magic of the big devil is vivid, and he introduced the past here to all the guests.

"There are some noteworthy souls among them, and there's a lot to play with them."

"It is a great honor to be marked by the King of Demons."

"And more souls, in their cries, I just saw at a glance that this was a rich meal."

"It can be eaten for a long time...but!"

Asmodeus paused for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, he praised the great Mephisto with a very lofty voice.

"At the call of the great devil king, we will not let go of the gift that falls to our lips."

"But we want to produce more fun, and more beautiful gameplay."

"My subordinates and I have spent a lot of time torturing souls to turn them into cards, slot machines, and dice."

"And our current favorite gold coin."

Asmodeus laughed wildly.

And he uttered very demonic words, and had a very tragic end for the soul.

"A game of chips."

"Lord Mephisto's highest appreciation, we finally found a way to play with eternal joy in hell."

"Welcome to the devil's gambling table, the eternal land of gold."

Bang bang bang!

With the end of Asmodeus' speech, the round of gambling in the hall ended.

Seems like some more losers are being produced!

The magic of the capital of hell squeezed their souls, turning them from "big shots" high above into "property" in the vault.

"Hey hey."

Asmodeus smiled, which was what he liked to see.

"Hahaha."

Gamblers with red eyes, no matter how many chips they have, their own souls must be among them.

They have won now.

When will I lose after that, and when will I give all my soul to the devil king.

unknown!

But no doubt about it.

In this endless banquet hall, among the rounds of gambling, it will happen sooner or later.

It's a vision of hell, isn't it? !

...

"Lord Asmodeus!"

The little devil who ran to deliver the arrest warrant came back and said that the matter had been settled.

Asmodeus generously rewarded him with a handful of head gold.

"thanks, thanks!"

The little devil happily got his "tip" and ran to the nearest casino.

Will it lose itself? !

It seems that this mindless thing doesn't think so, and Lord Asmodeus doesn't care about it.

What he's thinking now is...

"Poor bastard who sold half his soul to hell, let me see how you do!"

old george!

Once an outstanding sheriff in that sinful city of New York, now... he has become a lackey of the devil!

have to say.

If you were to rank the fun in Hell Soul, Asmodeus now prefers George Stacey!

After all... what a cola!

Of course, there is something more joyful, that is, the devil king lost a soul he favored so much.

A witch.

A holy soul in hell!

"Ho ho ho ho."

"I spent a lot of money, and I can be named by Master Mephisto!"

"Don't let me down!"

In Asmodeus' pupils, an incomparable greed bloomed.

If you can succeed.

He believed that the witch's soul must be more interesting than that of old George.

That's not a good way to say it though.

However, why don't they want to see the soul that Lord Mephisto wants? !

...

Greed of Asmodeus.

Just like in the capital of hell, those viewers who are watching the hell daily!

Broadcasting station.

From the image and video materials sent every day, it has won the favor of some hell aboriginals.

Because there will always be some first-hand information in it that can bring them sinful good luck.

And another.

Hell's Daily is still a fun show not to be missed!

"You dirty bastards, go...beep beep!"

Jonah Jameson is the main output anyway.

When he was in New York, as the editor-in-chief of the Daily Bugle, his mouth was very combative.

But most of the time it is quite elegant, at least the TV station can broadcast it.

And now.

The editor-in-chief of the Hell Daily, a poor wretch with only one head left, and his foul language.

Hahaha.

It has only become a good daily pastime for many bastards in the capital of hell.

"Look, he's praising us again."

"Yes, yes, he said we are rubbish, hahaha."

Laugh heartily.

In the eyes of the demons, looking at a guy who is full of justice, but has no limbs, he is incompetent and furious!

Watching a bug-like performance like this is really satisfying their disgusting hearts.

And today.

With the appearance of old George, a heavy news was released on the news station.

"One hundred million!"

"Bancokylo, Kikyo, Kikyo, this soul is worth 100 million!"

"Find her!"

"We can become the big shots in the capital of hell, the existence above the demons!"

"Ahhhh!"

crazy!

The world of the capital of hell, 5:21 p.m., after an irregular broadcast of the daily hell.

The entire capital of hell has gone mad.

Unprecedented, the woman wearing the holy priestess costume has become a lingering shadow in the minds of all demons.

Kikyo!

This name is called by all and chased by all demons.

One hundred million!

Such a huge amount of soul gold coins, this huge greed is enough to drown them all.

And this also proves that the king of demons comes from Mephisto's bad taste.

The soul that has entered the realm of hell, do not obediently enter his soul display room.

Then, in the pursuit of the group of demons, struggle in pain.

diffusion.

Regarding the arrest warrant with the certification of the King of Demons, Mr. Asmodeus personally stamped and signed it.

If you find a priestess named Kikyo, you can become the news of the big shot in hell.

While the capital of hell is spreading rapidly, it is even flying towards the territory of hell!

It is conceivable that the era of demons dancing wildly is coming.

Kikyo!

It is the biggest secret treasure chased by the demons!

...

"What happened to them?!"

"These bastards seem to be crazy, is it because... Lord Kikyo?!"

"They will be punished!"

"What should I do, Savior, where is the stalwart figure of the mountain devil..."

The bottom of the soul of the capital of hell.

Mortal souls from Earth or other planets, they are just chips.

And this among them.

from the real world of Earth.

The souls who unfortunately fell into hell because of extraordinary disasters, and even personally experienced the Battle of the Three States.

them.

He knew about Kikyo, and he even knew about this Holy Lord who tried to save them and fell into hell like them.

now.

The hunt for the devil has already begun. After the sky-high bounty, what will happen to the soul of Master Sheng? !

Some villains are heartless, while more pathetic ones feel pity.

but.

They can't even take care of themselves, they are all struggling in this hell!

What can we do now? !

"Hello."

"It's your turn to flip a coin. If you lose... I'll treat you as a gold coin!"

Gambles that cannot be rejected abound in this capital of hell.

want to win? !

Of course it is possible, but in the face of demons, more people can only lose nothing.

"Kankyo... who is she?!"

Following Laura, Aaron walked down the street.

They wore black hoods, trying to conceal their living identities as much as possible.

Otherwise, troubles will follow.

"Same as us."

"I heard her name on the camp channel, but... the earth is too far away from us."

"We're in hell."

Laura sighed.

As a person on earth, but now they have to struggle in hell, and they have nothing to do with the earth.

This in itself is a miserable situation.

but……

An adventurer who has experienced all kinds of bad situations will know how to survive.

And come out of this harsh world alive.

Sometimes don't think too much, the right way is to solve the immediate trouble first.

"Let's make a detour."

"Try to avoid meaningless bets, gambling with the devil's soul is not fun every time!"

Laura pulled Aaron and turned in from a side alley.

Front.

A bar street full of lights and feasting, the souls who are forced to wander here.

Gambling with alcohol and demons!

Won!

You can drink the devil's strong wine.

lost!

Ah, I'm sorry, there is another head gold.

"hateful."

"These guys must have bad wine."

Aaron's eyebrows twitched.

Regarding the devil, because of the lack of mysticism, he never stopped thinking about his father for a moment.

If Dad was there, Tru was there, or even Xiaoyu's ghost was there, maybe he wouldn't be so passive now.

"Fight the devil!"

"I should really study hard."

...

In Aaron's mind, it is probably too late to study mysticism temporarily.

And Laura.

She is planning her own demon vault plan.

But before that.

It's like wandering around the sideline of the capital of hell before and picked up Aaron.

To break through the Asmodeus Tower, Laura needs other helpers.

And at the same time.

On the street, in the gambling game opened by the devil, a simple game of dice.

People looked at each other.

The shiny gold coins on the table are the best price to pay when you lose.

No one dared to refuse, but no one dared to take the initiative.

"Little bugs, who will be next!"

Bullies in hell.

The gambling table set up by the devil blocking the way, it seems that they will make a lot of money today.

"Hahaha."

Sudden.

Hearty laughter rang out from the crowd.

"Gambling is my favorite."

"Come on."

Such a passionate and unrestrained voice made the demons feel as if they saw a big fat sheep.

A man steps out from the crowd.

Long black hair, tight black combat uniform, and red laminated armor.

On his head is Konoha's forehead.

There is always a peaceful and calm smile on his face.

far away.

On the high-rise buildings a few streets away, relying on the extremely excellent pupil power!

Uchiha Itachi slowly read a name!

"Thousand-hand pillar room!"