"What to bet on in the second round of betting?"

In fact, he didn't need William to think too much, he knew that there was a problem here, but it wouldn't be a piece of meat to listen to it first.

Mephisto endured his excitement and said calmly, "Bet on the Space Bridge?"

"Then you should continue dreaming."

William refused without even thinking about it, "You demons can't enter and leave the earth at will, this world has already degenerated like this, do you think I will destroy my own world with my own hands?"

"Don't you want to hear what my bet is?"

"Forget it", William was silent for a few seconds, but still shook his head and said, "I know that the bet you took out will definitely make my heart move, but I'm sorry, there are some bottom lines that still have to be kept."

You have a ghost bottom line, Mephisto couldn't help but curse in his heart.

But William disagreed, and he couldn't force it.

If you fight, there is no projection of the demon king on the earth who has beaten William.

If you lie, after so many contacts with William, Mephisto knows very well that William is not so easily deceived.

And if the real deception is successful, it will definitely be followed by endless revenge.

Forget it, anyway, it's not as difficult as other demon kings to enter the earth, and there are more souls that can be harvested than them.

"Seth has been driven back to his own territory by me, but he begs me to tell you that he wants to make a bet with you.

If he loses, he will give you his kingdom of darkness, and if he wins, he will also give you the kingdom of darkness, but you must give up your revenge on him."

"NO", William shook his head without thinking about it, although he was greedy and greedy for money, he would never be blinded by interests like a fool and let go of the guy who wanted to kill him.

Keep the scourge of Seth, do you wait for him to recover and then calculate himself?

And the devil's words can be believed, not to mention that he is still a demon who is willing to give up his territory.

Besides, Mephisto would definitely benefit from this, and William would rather harm others and not himself than increase Mephisto's power.

"I guess Seth told you that as long as you hold on to his life, you'll be completely loyal to you, right?"

"Hey, hey, I knew you could guess for sure".

Mephisto shrugged, "Seth agreed to give me a part of his soul as long as he lived, but unfortunately that old thing, now he can only sit down and prepare desperately."

Desperately?

Ha, William knew that Mephisto was deliberately reminding him of the difficulty of killing a demon god, but many times killing people doesn't have to be done himself.

kicked at Fischer, who was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, "If you're dead, if you're not dead, you'll get up and work."

"Not dead, not dead", hearing that there was a mission, the little worry left in Fischer's heart was immediately thrown out of the clouds.

William took a piece of soul gold from the storage space and threw it to Fischer, "There are a hundred souls in each soul gold coin, you see if these souls are useful in hell."

After taking the gold coin, Fischer, who smelled the soul in the gold coin, was busy sucking at the gold coin, and instantly swallowed all the souls inside into his stomach.

"Cool, 、、、".

Looking at the demon with a mouth full of fangs, with a strange expression, William kicked it unhappily.

With a "bang", he was kicked into the wall more than ten meters away.

Then seeing that he was knocked out of a pit and hit the wall, William did not examine himself, but instead penetrated his mental power and caught Fischer, who was a little dizzy after being hit.

With a wave of his hand, a magic rope appeared in his hand, and he jerked at Fischer on the ground.

"Where is this? This TM is a hospital, allowing you to break other people's walls, making you have no public morality."

"I was wrong, I was wrong, master, spare me, master".

Fischer, whose skin was cracked, only lay on the ground and begged for mercy, but he did not dare to have the slightest idea of dodging.

Anyway, he swallowed hundreds of souls in his stomach, and he could heal the wounds on his body casually.

And after only following William for a long time, he has already devoured more than a hundred souls, Fischer, who has calculated very well in his heart, is now not dead to William, but as long as he does not lose his life, he will never defect easily.

But after whipping Fischer more than a dozen times, Mephisto did not have the slightest unhappy and frightened expression, but instead smiled, and his eyes flashed with an inexplicable light as he watched William punish Fischer.

Since it can't be a deterrent, there is no need for William to continue playing.

Retracting the energy whip, William cast a repair spell on the wall more than ten meters away, and the broken wall was quickly restored, and there was no abnormality in the slightest.

He asked Fisher, "Don't pretend to be dead, tell me, are these souls of any use to you?"

"Of course, master," Fischer, who had spent a few souls recovering himself, said excitedly, "these are the souls of the battlefield, all souls full of tyranny, murder, and fear,

It's definitely the best tonic for a medium demon like me, and if I absorb a few hundred more, my strength will definitely increase by one level and become a true medium demon."

"Speaking of which, you're still a low-level demon, a piece of waste?"

Kicked Fischer again, since these souls are useful, William doesn't want to give them, so as not to directly enhance the strength of these demon kings.

"Go to Crimson Hell and tell Setolak that if he helps me kill Seth, I'll make at least a million earthlings remember his name."

"A million?"

Mephisto's eyes lit up, if a million people remembered him, how much fear could he get?

And Seth, who has no territory and subjects, even if he receives his subordinates, is only a high-level thug, how can he increase his own strength.

Therefore, Mephisto, who was greatly moved, hurriedly said, "Don't look for Setolak, I'll help you."

"You?" William glanced at Mephisto with disdain, "unless you swear to the will of hell that you will kill Seth in an hour of Earth time,

Otherwise, you better rest, I can't trust you."

"An hour? This is impossible, even Setolak would not have spent so much money to kill Seth for the fear of a million people."

"Are you trying to raise the price?" William pouted and kicked Fischer again, "Go back to hell and find Setolak of Crimson Hell, he is not famous, but he is a powerful demon king, he must be willing to see his prestige spread in the eyes of the world."

"Yes, master", Fischer lay on the ground, waiting for William to send him back to hell.

But after a few seconds, he found that William did not have the slightest intention of sending him back directly, and Fischer immediately understood that William was waiting for Mephisto to speak.

How could Mephisto be so easy to deceive, and after another five or six seconds, hearing William's cold snort, Fischer reluctantly broke away from his disguise, intending to let the will of the main material plane expel him back to hell.

"Wait", seeing Fischer's red glow, Mephisto knew this was what Fischer wanted to do.

Although he wanted to take the opportunity to raise the price, he was even more reluctant to see that Setolak, who understood Crimson Hell, became more famous.