The blood moon hanging high in the sky enveloped the hell, and the dark clouds dissipated, revealing a little gloriousness.

Above the nine-level hell is void, and above the void is a ninth heaven. The mortal world seems to be a buffer zone, transforming and balancing the power of darkness and light leaking from the two realms. If the supreme crystal heaven is the core of the light of the entire world, then the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons, located in the deepest part of hell and linking the bottomless abyss, will become another existence similar to the Great Hall.

A door blocked the chaotic darkness.

The Palace of Ten Thousand Demons changed the disorder into order, turned tyranny into coldness, and released the magic power that nourished the hell. In the darkness, it stood majestic in the center of the ninth level of hell, and countless demons looked at it with greed eyes, longing for it, but they were unwilling to surrender, but they did not know that they were so worthless under the powerful aura of the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons.

Come all directions, and the demonic energy is overwhelming!

Lucifer sat on the throne of the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons, looking down at the entire hell with dark eyes.

The demon holding the invitation touched the barrier outside the Demon Palace. The black invitation turned into a stream of light and disappeared, the barrier opened, and the endless ladder became the last road to the Demon Banquet.

On this road, flying is not allowed or magic help is not allowed. You can only walk this distance with your legs.

If there are those who resist, the outcome is that they are thrown out of the ladder.

Behemoth is a demon who rarely walks with his legs. The dragon is not a human or an angel. The dragon tail is the symbol of his identity. However, after seeing those guys who ended up miserably, he had to turn into a human-shaped legs and walk up the ladder with David.

"Grass!"

"What the hell, is this a warning?"

“Where does this come from the pressure!”

There are high-level demons swearing everywhere on the stairs, because there is actually a powerful spatial pressure on the stairs!

After they worked hard to finish, most of them looked much pale, but they also understood in their hearts that this was a way to detect strength. Demons like David, who had not yet met the standards, were completely driven by Behemoth's hand.

As soon as they entered the scene of the Demon Banquet, their eyes widened and almost turned green in the magnificent main hall of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace.

No complaints or complaints were gone.

Too luxurious!

Even the demons with a very bad taste can understand that it is already a myth in the field of art, an unquestionable royal palace! Looking at the three realms, there is no palace that can compare to the Ten Thousand Demons Palace in hell, even the Great Hall where the gods live! In just one glance, the Ten Thousand Demons Palace used its majesty to conquer the demons who came to attend the demon banquet!

The demon prince at the demon banquet immediately understood the meaning of the kingly demon. When you arrive in such a place and attend such a banquet, are you embarrassed to embarrass the demon? Look at the fallen angels who have walked by, their elegant figures and their close-fitting clothes, and naturally form a landscape.

Of course, no matter how beautiful the scenery next to you is, it cannot match the King of Fallen Angels sitting lazy on the throne.

One glance at the abyss.

This is the thought that arose in every demon's heart.

Too dark, too lonely and cold.

Thousands of sins cast his throne, and infinite darkness perched around him, so meek.

An ordinary fallen angel who has not been famous for three years in hell, may even act too high-profile, and in the end he will never have any corpse. He has experienced torture and has been proud after experiencing the torture of other demons. Only Lucifer broke this usual common sense. Once he fell into heaven, he became the king of hell. No one dared to plunder his sharpness.

He is said to be the former seraph of Lucifer, who is more like a demon than an angel.

He is said to be a demon, and he is more perfect and noble than an angel, making hell look like another paradise.

When the demons arrived one after another, the other five seraphs among the fallen angels also arrived. Asmontis passed by a seat, his eyes flashed over Beliar, who was lowering his head, and Beliar's body trembled.

Asmontis stopped, "Why are you sitting here?"

Beliar was a fallen angel or a fallen angel who fell as the Lord Angel, but he sat in the demon's seat, separated from the group of fallen angels in a spacious aisle. As soon as he said, the other fallen angels looked unnatural.

Beliar said quietly: "I am a demon."

Compared to the fallen angel who is a conceited angel, he is a demon and has long abandoned the glory and principles of angels.

Asmontis said nothing, left aside a word and left: "The fallen angel is always the fallen angel."

He walked towards his seat, and there were six special seats under Satan, with pure black structure, and the complex patterns on it revealed an extraordinary atmosphere. Michael, a guy with a strong curiosity, was already studying the meaning of the patterns, muttering: "You have the ability to absorb the power of darkness, and you can..." Bezebu lifted his forehead beside him.

If you change any companion to study, your magical attainments are better than Michael's half-barrel water!

In the circle of king-level demons, the fallen angels were guilty and short of anger, and were restless by the eyes swept from the opposite fallen angel camp. Barr despised Asmontis in his heart and disturbed the morale of the army. Then his body shook and saw a group of people walking in at the gate of the palace.

The short one took off his cloak and his brilliant blonde hair came into his eyes. It was Nabonier, the little son of the Dark Holy See!

The two "people" next to him naturally don't have to doubt their identities.

"Ala!"

Barr instantly smiled and greeted him, ignoring the gaze that was spitting on him.

The great demon was actually circulated by a mortal elf fan! Behemoth wanted to stab him to death with a fork and poke the silver plate in the face. The other demons also rolled their eyes, which resonated with a kind of resonance.

David had no feelings about Barr's behavior, staring at Lucifer on the throne intently, trying to correspond to the Messiah he knew. Lucifer discovered his focused gaze, held a glass of wine, and smiled at him in a good mood.

The momentary beauty is nothing more than this.

The luxurious world seems to be the only figure of the black king.

David's face turned red, he lowered his head and drank the wine in his glass in one breath, responding to the other party. Behemoth was still paying attention to Barr's situation, and his son's sudden drinking made him look sideways. Then Behemoth noticed that Lucifer looked at this side, and his smile deepened. It was obvious that he caused David's sudden disorder.

Facing Behemoth's vigilant gaze, Lucifer took a sip of the drink indifferently and gave him a teasing and evil look.

【Baby, what are you looking at?】

【…】

Behemoth was also a master of love. He instantly understood what he meant and felt a whine in his heart: David, don’t be fooled by Lucifer’s beauty, this is a beautiful snake that eats dragons and doesn’t spit bones!

Alai did not react to Barr's surprise, and turned his head to talk to Yarman, and walked towards the position where he wanted to sit. Naipanil looked around for a while and pulled Alai's sleeve, "Alai, isn't my place?" His voice was very low, but the demons present were not sensitive to the ears and ears, and could hear it clearly.

As the Holy See's little son questioned, Alai also looked at the position Naipanil pointed.

Second only to Lucifer's throne, six special thrones are in a row, regardless of height, among which there are five fallen angels with very high status, namely Michael, Bezebu, Samar, Gabriel, and Asmontis. The seraphs among the fallen angels have all arrived. Logically speaking, there is no sixth fallen angel of the same class, unless another seraphs fallen angel in heaven.

However, the specifications of the throne are equal, but there are differences in size.

This is a place for a child.

Alai was silent.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Naipanil pursed his lips and stubbornly looked up to Lucifer and said, "Grandpa, is this my place?"

Lucifer raised his lips and said, "No."

Naipanil's face turned dark. Who else in hell is more suitable to sit there than him? Lucifer said no. Could anyone be more than his identity than him?

He is also the future seraph!

Although Naipanil had a certain degree of scheming, he was still extremely annoyed in the face of this situation. With his foot stomped, he simply showed his childish side and walked towards his predetermined position angrily. However, no matter which demon it was, he knew that the little saint was angry.

Lucifer raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that the little lion would get angry one day.

However, he would not give Naipanil, who was determined to go to heaven.

Let's talk about when Nair dyed his wings black.

What I couldn't understand was not only the demons watching the family grudges, but also the fallen angel on the seat. Michael touched his chin and thought to himself: "If it's not for the grandson, it's... for the son?" He was surprised and happy when he thought of the child in His Highness Lucifer's belly. Could that child be born!

Michael could think of it, so could his companions.

Beizeb became a little anxious and uneasy, unable to feel the taste, and his eyes turned to the gate of the hall from time to time.

Samar's attitude was much calmer than him. No matter whether Lucifer came down or not, he could not change the magic banquet. Lucifer came at most as a guest.

Gabriel whispered under the soundproof barrier: "If your highness comes, where will you sit?"

This is a problem-

Samar couldn't help looking towards Lucifer, wanting to know how he arranged it, but he did not see the mysterious Lucifer, but saw Satan who had always attracted bees and butterflies at the banquet.

Samar: "…"

His Highness Lucifer, are you really the "future" of His Highness Lucifer? It's so terrible to think about it!

The strong men of all races of the demons were all present, the representatives of the fallen angels were present, and the high-level officials of the Dark Church were present. The demon feast was placed from the luxurious main hall to the spacious platform at the entrance of the hall. All living beings consciously sat down according to their camp and strength. Compliments that should be compliments, hostility that should be hostile, and confrontations formed by the demons and the fallen angels invisibly, and the faint smell of gunpowder exists between them.

The opening time of the magic banquet is brought!

The blood moon lowered the glory of the thick magic power, and the dark palace surface added a layer of blood! The palace of Ten Thousand Demons buzzed, and the terrifying radiation of power spread out under the resonance of magic. All dark creatures could feel the body and mind.
Chapter completed!