After three years, Pandimaninnan was built.

Hell's existing wealth is at least one-seventh, and the huge amount of human and financial resources consumed has made many demons with firm hearts almost cry. For this palace, they are basically poor in their pockets!

The Fallen Angel was rejoicing and proudly watching the completion of the palace belonging to the King of Fallen Angels.

This is their territory!

The ninth floor of betrayal hell, the gray wasteland no longer exists, and the gravel everywhere is paved flat and completely refreshed. The Palace of Ten Thousand Demons, known as Pandimaninan, stands in the central area that symbolizes power.

After passing the endless steps at first glance, seventy-two huge stone pillars soared into the sky, embracing the majestic Palace of Ten Thousand Demons in the middle. The black chains rubbed rustling on the stone pillars, surrounding them like black snakes. The stone pillars were embossed with reliefs of different expressions, either twisted or grinning, interpreting the malice from the demon's bones to the extreme.

Gold is a corridor, gems are lampposts, and countless wealth piles up this extremely luxurious palace.

There were also demons criticizing Lucifer, saying that he came to hell just to enjoy it. The king-level demons who knew about it silently watched him be beaten down by the fallen angel. In the illusion, they had seen the complete Palace of Ten Thousand Demons, and they had not known the origin of the palace. Now... they finally understood that it was just a time and space to build it again!

The kingly demon who had never experienced the illusion of the collapsed soul, who was the one who had been arrested in hell, instigated: "Are you willing to obey his orders? Especially you, Barr, you were so enchanted by the elves of the Holy See, and you just recognized your master so easily?"

Barr smashed the table and didn't want to hear the demon slander Alai at all, "I'm here, I'm not listening to you whining here, you can just say whatever you can!"

Behemoth was dozing off with his cheeks, shocked by Barr's movements.

"What are you excited about?" The demon dragon rolled his eyes.

"He is instigating me to overthrow Lucifer! Why are you not reacting at all!" Barr squirted with saliva.

"You won't go, why am I excited?" Behemoth's dragon tail shook around, and his eyes looked at the king-level demon who made his opinion. He was just a little guy who had just reached the seraphic class. "Byen, don't be vague with Barr. He doesn't understand what you mean, say... what are you going to do?"

Byrne was scratched by Behemoth's seductive eyes and coughed, "You should know my specialties."

Barr scratched his hair: "What?"

Behemoth ignored him and said thoughtfully, "Summary."

"Well, I'm good at building or destroying cities. Many places in hell were built by me, including this newly established Temple of Demons." Speaking of Temple of Demons, Byrne's expression changed slightly, revealing unstoppable tension.

It is precisely because of his understanding that he is more frightened than the amateur demons. "This palace has surpassed the ordinary cognition. I don't know how Lucifer did it, but the demonic energy of the Ten Thousand Demons is connected to the demonic energy of the hell, and the demonic energy tempers the palace. In time, the Ten Thousand Demons will inevitably become the core that controls the entire nine-level hell - we really have no day to turn over."

Behemoth pondered and told the cruel truth: "We are all bound by the devil's bondage. Before we can't find a way to contact the devil's bondage, it is even more unwise to act rashly. At this time, Lucifer is waiting to kill the chicken to warn the monkey."

"I have a way-"

"Speak quickly!"

Barr's lazily leaned against his body immediately sat up straight, his eyes shining.

"Just in case, I did not inform you in advance, Asmod and I tampered with each other in the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons." Byrne glanced at his companion who accompanied him. Asmod was good at deceiving and insight into true knowledge. This method was created by the two of them together.

Asmode and he were tied together. At this time, he stood up and said, "If the Demon Bond is always in Lucifer's hands, it will be difficult for us to disobey him..." As soon as this elegant metaphor was said, he was interrupted by the uneducated Barr. "It's nonsense that we went to heaven three years ago, and it's not difficult."

Asmod choked, Behemoth held his forehead, "Don't listen to him brag, continue."

Barr hummed and didn't say anything more.

It doesn't matter much that Behemoth is the only one who dares to give up Barr's face in the audience. Over the years, his strength has been improving by leaps and bounds from the original top five to the top two.

Asmod said excitedly: "When you don't know, the Demon Bond was transferred by Lucifer! The chain was placed on the stone pillar and controlled by the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons. Lucifer's control over us was invisibly weakened most of the time! Byrne used a special method to touch the contract between the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons and the master. If Byron, who is good at transferring curses and contracts, comes to help, he can temporarily interrupt the Demon Bond!"

This is equivalent to seizing the sovereignty of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace!

With the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons, they can get rid of Lucifer's control and gain an unparalleled palace!

For a moment, the demon who pricked up his ears and heard these words was a little accelerating.

Fifteen king-level demons rebelled collectively, even heaven could lift a layer of skin, let alone deal with Lucifer Behemoth suppressed his desire for freedom and said hesitantly: "This matter needs to be discussed. After all, there are five fallen angels..."

"Can't wait any longer, this is the last chance!"

Byrne immediately said anxiously, "Lucifer is about to seize the throne of hell. With the blessing of Satan's title, the power of faith will flow into his body. His strength in hell will be a god!" He took a breath, and the devil's eyes were red by time, and he hated Lucifer, "Lucifer will hold a hell demon banquet next month and invite strong people from all races to enter the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons. Once we take action, they may be 80% likely to help us!"

The last sentence fell heavily, and sounded the alarm for all the demons, "This is the best and the last opportunity."

Behemoth was silent.

Success is freedom, failure... just keep it as it is.

"Dry!"

Barr broke all the hesitation of the demons and fear of the bondage of the demons, and his eyes were full of indomitable strength!

"Okay! Let go of your hands!" Behemoth laughed. No wonder Barr has always been the number one among the demons. Not only Barr's strength, but also Barr's courage to take charge at critical moments. Everyone should bear any problems together, what are you afraid of!

The Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, the door of the hall is open, reflecting the terrifying silence of the main hall.

Michael did not like to walk into this palace. It was too luxurious and beautiful, but instead made the darkness behind the luxury seem dangerous.

He saw Lucifer take off the demon's head with his own eyes and order the king-level demon who is watching the fun to do the lighting. This behavior completely deviates from the three views of the angels. For a while, Michael wanted to take Besieb to escape Lucifer and go to any corner of hell to settle down than stay by Lucifer!

Samar held him and carried him to Besieb, who broke his dream, "Michael, where do you want to go? The nine levels of hell are the territory of the Lord of Hell. Without the consent of His Highness Lucifer, we should not go anywhere."

Michael was silent.

Bezebu sighed softly, "Although I don't know why His Highness Lucifer became like this, I have been trying to understand him, not waiting for him to understand our mood. Michael, when did you become so timid? If His Highness Lucifer did this, would your first reaction be to run away? No, you won't...you will find a way to prevent His Highness from going astray."

With dark eyes staring at Michael, Bezebu chuckled at him and said, "Let's find a way together."

For a moment, it seemed that there was no more difficult problems in the world.

...

Taking a deep breath, Michael walked into the main hall with a tense face and no longer retreated in the darkness. He needed to report the recent strange movements of the king-level demon to Lucifer and let Lucifer decide what to do.

"His Highness Lucifer, the kingly demons frequently-" His voice came to an abrupt end.

Lucifer sat on the newly created throne. Since falling into heaven, his habitual black robe has changed. This is an extremely casual robe, with soft white as the base and black patterns as the edges, which twists the holiness brought by pure white.

Michael's expression was blank, and he couldn't speak in his robe for a long time.

He knew that the style of this set of clothes was precisely the one he had designed before. Lucifer just changed the style of that robe to the color of the pattern, and the effect was completely different.

This was a gift he gave to His Highness Lucifer. Unfortunately, before the gift was delivered, it was accidentally ruined by the little guy Leviathan giving him a breath. So his relationship with Leviathan was not particularly good. The little girl was too noisy, and only Samar could control it.

It turned out... in another world, he gave this gift.

Michael's feet that refused to kneel down at him seemed to have been frozen, extremely stiff, and heavy things fell in his heart.

Lucifer seemed to have not seen his strange color and said lightly: "What happened?"

Michael's brain was in chaos, but the work instinct trained by Lucifer was effective. He subconsciously reported the demon's abnormal behavior and explained Bezebu and his guesses, without any water.

Lucifer didn't say anything, and replied: "I understand."

In this way, he turned around and returned to the bedroom, ignoring Michael in a daze.

When passing through the dark corridor, Lucifer smiled and walked briskly. If he hadn't flipped over Lucifer's wardrobe, he wouldn't have known that Michael gave Lucifer one missing piece. Perhaps because of the difference in fate, Leviathan changed something that would have happened.
Chapter completed!