Frost Wings

"Ah, I haven't tasted the wine of this world after more than 400 years, and the taste is exactly as I expected."

He took a sip of wine, narrowed his eyes and sighed, the mustache under his nose trembled slightly: "The fermentation process has been changed, and the raw materials are no longer filled with fruit, making it more difficult to drink. Is it for the sake of cheapness? Alas~ For the sake of alcohol Don't care about taste, don't care about craftsmanship, some worlds have started to use poisonous alcohol...no sweetness and fragrance of crops, hey!

A mortal who indulges in false spiritual pleasures - even if it slowly destroys his own body. "

There was only a dozen milliliters of wine in a high-footed crystal glass, and it took the pale old man five minutes to drink it. Contempt, and aftertaste the taste of this glass of wine.

"That's why it gives you a chance to take advantage of hell, isn't it?" Bai He touched the wooden stick in his hand.

"Isn't your company doing the same thing as us? And you're more wicked than us. We're just paying people to sacrifice their souls, and your company...hehe." The old man smiled. Looking down: "Since you came in, you have been holding this stick. Does it have any special meaning?"

Bai He's eyes were cold and light: "I want to see if I can do it first before you break my head."

The old man drank the black tea after the meal, held the cup, and looked at Bai He with a smile: "If I really want to break your head, you probably can't resist it."

"Compared with the body of the great Lord of the Nine Prisons, Asmodeus, I may not have much chance of winning, but they are all incarnations of beacons, so who is afraid of whom? Maybe you are not as good as me."

Bai He scratched his head, and looked at the thin black-clothed man in front of him with a drowsy look. Just looking at this man's old pedantic appearance, many people's first impression would probably be a scholar in a certain court, absolutely not. would associate this guy with the multiverse, notorious Lord of the Underworld.

Disguise is the devil's talent, it can't trick humans into offering souls, but it's hard to deceive a player of Baihe's level with ordinary disguise. The old nine in front of him gave him a strange feeling, and Baihe couldn't find a trace of him. The devilish temperament made Bai He secretly raise his vigilance.

"Look at this." Asmodeus smiled and pointed to the tavern. The tavern named Boren Santo suddenly seemed to have fallen into a strange atmosphere. Baihe raised the teacup and silently looked at the tavern. The people started getting drunk, dancing, and finally starting to fight each other.

They fell into madness from silence, and their limbs and facial features gradually appeared inhuman appearances, and they were transforming into devils.

Baihe raised his eyebrows slightly, and the mortal beings who were drunk in the tavern were transformed by Asmodeus' magic power into low-level devils in **** according to their different desires. Gluttony, lust, arrogance, jealousy... A variety of desires spread in the tavern with Asmodeus's ditty.

These appearances are not in Baihe's senses, what he notices is the level of power that drives this change.

The desire conversion spell in front of him is clearly a form of the root spell.

Only now did Bai He understand why the gods of the upper realms were so afraid of hell.

He exhaled, raised one hand, and caught a wine glass that flew over his head. As the wine glass was held in his hand, the movements of a group of living people who were dancing wildly in the tavern and were transforming into devils suddenly froze. In mid-air, as if the entire picture was frozen with Bai He's action, the half-demon who were flying towards each other froze and fell to the ground.

"Wonderful magic, worthy of being the Lord of the Nine Hells." Bai He put down the cup lightly, and looked at the group of half-demon monsters lying on the ground: "But this is not your territory after all, doing it like this... doesn't seem to be a good influence. "

"Uh~." The old man stared at Bai He's hand, and saw the magic shell that was forcibly smashed by Bai He's spear through his appearance, and tacitly fought haha: "Dear brother, I just heard that you have contacted When I arrived at the reality of the world, I felt a little unbelievable, so I came to verify you...

——Whether he is really qualified to help Bell in the politics of hell. "

The old man put his ten fingers in, and a majesty suddenly radiated from his graceful demeanor.

"I have successfully helped you replace unqualified subordinates, isn't that enough?"

Asmodeus laughed: "My friend, I have lived a long and long life, and I have naturally met countless lucky guys, whether it is mortals or gods, but some things in this world are not pure luck. What he can have, and being able to get in touch with the power of the root, itself shows that his ability is extraordinary."

"You didn't consider that luck is beyond common sense?" Bai He smiled strangely.

Asmodeus sighed: "This kind of guy is even more terrifying, because you can never win this kind of guy, even if he is a trivial bug."

"Ha." Bai He glanced at Lao Jiu in surprise. He didn't expect this boss to have such a realization. Could this be the insights gained from dealing with mortal protagonists for hundreds of millions of years?

"It's better to be friends with this kind of existence, don't you think? My brother." Asmodeus blinked.

"Hahaha." Bai He laughed: "Since you said that, of course Benlong wants to give you this face. But the gossip is over, what purpose did you come to me for?"

"The first thing is to save my dear servants." Asmodeus knocked on the table and put his head close to Baihe: "Although she has no skills, but my loyal servants are too few, so it is better to have more than one. One."

"It's not a big problem to release Zareel, but what is your Majesty going to do with Bell?" Bai He bargained: "I don't want to hear the news of his sudden death in a few days."

"Bell is a good subordinate, and I'm going to let him assume the role of temporary lord for a long time." Asmodeus smiled.

"Oh?" Bai He was surprised: "Are you actually going to forgive him?"

"Why not? A highly capable subordinate who knows how to use diplomacy flexibly to deal with mindless opponents, knows how to compromise and trade with the enemy to form a favorable situation for him, knows how to position himself when he is weak, and knows how to break through at the right time. Rules, can you think of a more perfect hand in the world than this?"

"He's so perfect, why don't you promote him?" Bai He was even more surprised.

Bell thought that the Lord of the Nine Prisons did not take him seriously, but listening to Asmodeus's words, although his tone was a little weird, he was obviously full of appreciation.

"He is so perfect, so I decided to test him very early on, but now it seems that my dear subordinate is not very patient and has revealed his disregard for my rules. In this case, he has no choice but to Continue to be his acting lord, at least in the past few hundred years, he can taste the taste of power. This is the reward of his loyalty to me." Asmodeus laughed strangely, his tone was full of teasing.

"Hundreds of years." Bai He secretly mourned for Bell in his heart. Obviously, the big brother's every move was in Asmodeus' calculation. Asmodeus did this, obviously there was something special. The way to use Bell.

However, compared to Bell, the Lord of the Nine Prisons is obviously a more suitable partner.

"How should I deal with my loss?" Bai He rolled his eyes: "Your Majesty, Lao Jiu, don't bully my weak and weak, just ignore my interests."

"This is easy to say, why don't we establish a long-term cooperative relationship?" Asmodeus stood up on one foot on the stool, leaning forward to look at Baihe: "Shouldn't we brothers cooperate sincerely to bring the world to the outside world? Is the park operating well?"

"Your Majesty has this intention? It coincides with Benlong~www.wuxiahere.com~ Bai He laughed: "But the result of this world being 'developed' by me may not be what Your Majesty would like to see. "

"I don't care that you develop it in that way." Asmodeus narrowed his eyes: "My good friend, don't think I can't see the source of your source, your style is better than most Even Demogorgon can't imagine your greed and hunger for source power, but what does this have to do with me? If this world collapses, there will be a new **** in Finn. The stronghold, the hearts of the suffering people also need new sustenance, and we have a lot of room for cooperation.”

"Let me destroy as much as you want, and then you will stand up as a builder. You use the source of **** to rebuild the world and then absorb the faith and harvest the soul? This routine is really a bit familiar. The two human countries I have seen like to toss small countries like this. But I like it very much." Bai He laughed evilly.

"Then it's a pleasure to cooperate." Asmodeus left his seat and walked out the door of the tavern.

The figure of this old man disappeared at the door, as if a sudden gust of air swept across the tavern. The spell affected the half-demonized human beings. His movements began to change, as if rewinding the video. Humans reversed all the movements they had done in the past in a completely unreasonable posture, and finally turned into what they were before the magical influence of the Lord of Nine Prisons.

People are still drinking and having fun, completely unaware that their lives have gone blank for a few minutes.

Watching the direction the Devil King was leaving, Bai He crossed his hands in front of his nose, revealing a pair of slightly sinister eyes, revealing the fear that he had been hiding.

Terrible.

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