Looking from the sky, you can see countless small black dots spread out from the scattered mountains in the blink of an eye, and suddenly flashed to the top of the mountain. They stood tightly and densely on the top of the mountain, crowded and connected, forming a complicated and strange pentagram pattern!

As soon as this army formation composed of countless death gods appeared, the yellow eyes suddenly changed color. His eyes moved as if he wanted to escape. However, the death gods were ready to go when he was dealing with Shire. After the pattern was formed, gray mist began to fill the gaps.

So much so that Azazle didn't even have time to teleport and was immediately besieged here!

"The Pentagram Demon Trap invented by King Solomon, in case of accidents, we have rehearsed."

Tessa's voice rang out not far from her yellow eyes. She turned her head and looked at him with anger at the moment.

"Asazel, don't blame us, you are so presumptuous!"

"You really dare to take action?" Azazler was shocked. He seemed to have never expected that these old-fashioned men who could not fight back would really do the current thing.

"We haven't broken the rules." Another steady voice sounded, and when he turned to look, a black woman's appearance, the god of death said quietly: "We are just practicing the demon trap here, but we didn't want to deal with anyone, you just happened to be in it."

"It's ridiculous, do you think this can be considered abiding by the rules?" This made Azazel's face dark, but after a moment, he suddenly laughed.

"But forget it, what can you do if you trap me? You can't kill me at all. How many people can kill me in this world?"

"Unless the old immortal who was locked in a cage by God ran out and took action, it's a pity that he wouldn't be here."

As he said that, seeing that most of the death gods around him were cold-eyed, Azazel suddenly smiled.

"But when I said this, I suddenly remembered that there is no need for both of you and me to do something. Look, if my plan goes well, your boss will probably be released. Think about it, if there is someone who stands out, who dares to mess with you? It's even more difficult for me to be a minion."

"Do you want to turn on the apocalypse?" Tessa was shocked when she heard this. The gods of death around her were also stunned.

Their eldest Death Knight can only walk on earth after the Apocalypse of the World is turned on. This is something that is known to the world!

"You didn't notice it so obvious?" Azazler pretended to be strange. "Otherwise, I tried so hard to open the demon door, for the rusty idiots downstairs? In fact, they have no value to me."

"So, you said that?"

"Of course, what can I hide?" The yellow-eyed demon said sarcastically: "There are three goddesses of fate. Michael upstairs has known our plan for a long time, and even prepared for it more than 20 years ago. He has not intervened, but just made accusations."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at Charles, shook his head and sighed: "You humans, you have seized some unlucky guy and offered it to an angel. It seems that I have caused some trouble. In fact, I am not the only one who has troubled me. Tsk tsk, I guess you have been resentful by some narrow-minded archangel."

After saying that, he smiled, turned his head and looked at the gods of death in the lead: "Okay, there's only two choices for nonsense. One is to just let me go, and the other is to trap me for a while before letting me go. I suggest you choose the first one so that your boss can get out of trouble sooner."

He looked confident and thought that the Ghost of Death in front of him would not be able to oppose him. Unfortunately, the Ghost of Death is very stubborn in some aspects.

After he recovered from the news from him, the black female Death God said: "The world has its own rules. When the time comes, the Death Knight will naturally appear. What we can't do. And you? We can't be sure if what you said is the truth."

"A bunch of pedantic idiots!" Assazel cursed inwardly when he heard this, but stopped continuing the topic and turned to look down at the top of the mountain.

"So what about now? If you trap me, you will not be able to save these people. In an hour, all of these thousand people will be owned by hell."

"Did you see it? Death has arrived."

He was right. Looking around, the black figures below had begun to fall to the ground, but because they were infected, the time of death was different.

But it is estimated that it won't take long before those people will die one after another and then their souls will go to hell.

His words made the Death God a little embarrassed. Tessa, the black Death God, and several others looked at each other with normal expressions, and couldn't help but gather together to start discussing.

"We don't have the means to kill him, and we can't do it ourselves. It's just a moment of pleasure to trap him, and it's useless."

"But if he is let go, Azazle will not be able to save us."

...

Although I couldn't hear the discussions of the gods of death, I could know what they were worried about after thinking about it. So Azazler shouted: "Don't worry? I can sign a blood oath with you. I promise not to participate in this operation. You should know that recruiting soldiers in hell is not my job, and those below are just sweet."

These words made the gods of death quite excited. They looked at each other and fell into deep thought.

However, at this moment, Charles, who was listening quietly on the side, suddenly spoke. "If I say I can solve the current troubles, I may even kill him."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the gods of death around him turned their attention to him.

"Do you have other means?"

"Of course." Shire replied: "But I have a request."

"What are the requirements?" Tessa asked hurriedly.

They didn't want to let go of this arrogant demon after such great effort.

Shire turned his head and looked at the trapped yellow-eyed demon, ignored the other party's sneer, and said, "If you continue to trap him after you agree, or trap him for a while, I can take action."

"Continue to trap him? How long will it take?" Tessa asked with a frown.

"Of course the more, the better." Shire replied.

Hearing his words, the gods of death looked at each other and began to discuss in a low voice.

Shire was not anxious about this.

The demands he made were not excessive at all, they were just delayed for a while, and for these gods of death, they were not a loss at all.

But it is indeed a relatively important thing for him.

Trapped here, unable to move, and with high strength, this is simply a living target for stepping stones!

"I just don't know if I can open the promotion space."

Shir was nervous about this.

But whether it can be turned on or not, it is essential to try it.

Although Charbon never thought he would start trying so soon, since it happened, when will he not do it now?

Time passed quietly, and not long after, the gods of death finished discussing and the black woman spoke.

"We can trap him all day, but before that, you have to prove that you have that ability."

"Of course." Charles replied. After looking down at the town residents who had already begun to die, he looked up at the top of his head.

My thoughts turned, and a touch of black appeared quietly in the clear and cloudless sky.
Chapter completed!