The Primordial Demons had occupied a dark region, which was different from the usual, it contained an entire galaxy that had been divided by someone for nowhere, and an evil star emitted deadly evil radiation and a maddening negativity, and the planet was barely located in the habitable zone.

This level of radiation is even greater than that of the violent stars in the starry sky, and it is also fatal to the powerful demons who can barely survive on habitable planets for a while, but are unable to exploit them.

They set their sights on Isel, located in the Overworld, to be precise, the celestial lords of the heavenly plane that links Isère.

The celestial lords are the darlings of the universe, and they are naturally powerful enough to walk in the void filled with violent radiation with their physical bodies almost as soon as they reach adulthood, but those people on Isel are content in a corner.

Under the Arbitrator's rule, a large part of the radical and aggressive young people are dissatisfied, and they always want to explore this mysterious universe instead of living in the vast but boring planet of Isère.

What's more, at that time, Isel was still under the rule of the Dominator, and those monsters from the void would not give up their living space to the young celestial lords.

The Primordial Demons sought to seduce the radical and intelligent young Celestial Lords, promising to give them an entire galaxy and only to submit them to the Demons.

These poor demons, they naively think that these celestial lords value the spirit of contract like other clans, but they don't know that the concept of contract was created by these radical celestial lords.

Mortiers, the leader of the radicals, the arbiter and brother of Izanagi, the third celestial lord born in the fountain of wisdom, the embodiment of all schemes and arguments, and the first priest of the Isère world.

The demonic Lord Demogorgen also tried to tempt the embodiment of this scheming born in the fountain of wisdom to fall and become a sharp blade under his command, but he did not know that he was put on the table.

Mortils led six of his kind, also born in the Fountain of Wisdom, to complete the demonic transformation, and the holy celestial lords were reduced to demons and descended on the stellar system that was full of evil radiation.

He used his infinite divine power to transform the star system, dissipating the sulfur and poison gas of the seven habitable planets, and keeping the largest planet away from the evil star for himself.

Mortils changed his name to Asmodeus, leaving the remaining six to his compatriots, each of whom proclaimed himself the Devil's Monarch and began colonizing the galaxy by creating the first life with their regenerative bodies.

However, just after the colonization of the seven Demon Monarchs was completely completed, the Demon Lord Demogorgen came to reap the first fruits, and the change occurred.

Asmodeus and the six Devil Monarchs set up a shocking conspiracy, after which Demogorgan's body was made into a staff by them, Asmodeus himself left the heart of the demon as a source of energy, and the other Devil Monarchs each took a part of the key parts.

The hatred between the devil and the demon never stopped, and at the speed of time in the world of Isère, they have been fighting each other for more than 100,000 years.

The original seven Devil Monarchs were left with only Asmodeus, and the remaining six original Fallen Celestial Lords died one after another under the attack of the demons, and their descendants inherited the position of Devil Monarch.

Desperate Hell was once a dead planet, with a volcano of sulfur and hot heat on the ground, not a drop of liquid water flowing, and almost no creature except demons could withstand the poisonous gases that permeated it.

But now, it's not like that... The blooming lycoris flowers exude a rich, somewhat pungent and alluring aroma, and the breath of despair dissolves in this hellish river Styx, flowing quietly and leading to the sea of despair, the most evil sanctuary.

This hellish planet isn't as lifeless as the legends of Isère might say, but... Full of life, as is true of all hellish planets.

"Aresit, my dear child, why are you so reckless?" Desper sat on the pale throne and looked down at the unfinished Bloodline, he loved the child, though his somewhat reckless personality was a bit like a demon that stenched of brimstone.

Alesit bowed his head and knelt on one knee in the hall of the Pale Temple, as if he did not dare to look up at the Devil Monarch who had a terrifying power of terror in his gestures, but in fact, he was speechless by the terrifying breath of despair.

Although the Devil's bloodline has fallen from legend to gold, it has inherited the almost infinite life of the Celestial Lords, which is probably the only advantage of the Devils in the difference between the time flow rate of the Hell Galaxy and the Overworld.

He is the same big devil who attacked the little ghost in the second courtyard of St. Bell Street, just ten years ago, Aresette broke through to the epic level, but he is still so reckless, in the eyes of Dispel, there is no growth.

Alesit was the heir of Asmodeus with three thousand years of minerals that Dispel had paid for, and he was expected to be a backup body in the future if he had any problems, or even take over his position as the Desperate Monarch.

But this kid is really a little uncompetitive, although the talent is extremely high, and even faintly exceeds his original level, but his brain is not very good, and he has not learned the intrigues and tricks that he is proud of.

Could it be that the energy of the evil star is so unstable? Dispel thought of the material from which this child was born, the energy of the evil star from which Asmodeurs extracted from the plane of hell.

The radiation of the evil star is very unstable, and the energy is extremely violent, and Dispel, who can move freely in the void of the Isère world, has to face it carefully, and if he is not careful, he will be burned by radiation, and it will take more than half a year to recover.

"Ahh

Aressex almost fell to the ground, Dispel's power was too strong for him to resist, and he secretly meowed at the Monarch of Despair on the Pale Throne, the powerful aura of despair had condensed into a thick fog and floated around him.

I'm afraid this ancestor has already recovered to the main god level, right?

"Ancestors... That little prince has extremely strong blood, and he is definitely useful. Aresset looked up suddenly, as if trying to defend something, but Dispel's stern gaze made him bow his head again.

"I know that he is also the prophetic son of the woman who Amaterasu ordained... Tsk tsk... The old rulers, even I feel disgusted..."Dispel stared at Alesit, slowly stating his reason.

"That's... Ancestor..."Aresit seemed to want to justify something, his simple-minded mind was still very simple in front of the Desperate Monarch, even if he used the wisdom of not coming.

"You don't have to say more... Lord Asmodeirs has an order not to act rashly, that child is not as simple as Amaterasu's prophecy, you can't force it, you can only seduce it. ”

Dispel looked at Alesit sternly, this heir really did not meet the standards of his own inheritance, it was better to occupy his body and pass on the name of the Desperate Monarch.

"But!" Aresit still refused to give up, and although he was irascible and reckless by the devil's standards, he was comparable to the politicians of Isère's world, but in the eyes of Dispel.

"When will you change your attitude!When will you succeed me like this?!" Despair almost roared, not once in tens of thousands of years.

The heart of the Desperate Monarch is indeed very broken, and the impetuosity and fury brought by the evil sun are almost unobstructed, waiting for me to pass on to this heir, and the defects of Aresit have become the flaws of his life.

This reminds Dispel of a famous quote from Asmodeirs, "Never consider the devils created by the evil stars as heirs, they often lack the brains that the devil monarch should have, and are only worthy of being the heir of the devil monarch." ”

"Child... Got it... Please punish the ancestors..."Aresit was a freak, and in the compulsive words of the ancestors, he suddenly understood what this meant, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, begging for forgiveness from the Desperate Monarch.

Dispel couldn't blame this child, and his bloodline also had a loophole, that is, he inherited a part of the kindness of the people of the Celestial Realm.

He couldn't bear to punish this heir, because this heir was too good in cultivation talent, and he must have the will of the Great Universe beyond his own cultivation talent, even Asmodeus would not dare to violate it.

Still on his knees, he looked at the Desperate Monarch who seemed to be furious, and he was very angry at the moment, thinking that he had done nothing wrong, but had just let the little prince of the demon clan go.

In his heart, I'm afraid that the ghost clan won't be able to make a climate, even if they have killed more than three primordial devil monarchs.

The reptiles who live in the world of Isel are not qualified to intimidate the noble devils, and this is a phrase spoken by the grandfather of the first generation of desperate monarchs, Alesit, and is regarded as a famous phrase by all devils.

Aresset's eyes were full of resentment, betrayal and sin, a demonic look that even the towering Dispel had an admiring expression.

This is the expression of a devil, and all the opinions of the foolish sons and unreal brothers before Aresitt are not up to standard.

Sitting on the Pale Throne, Dispel fantasizes every day that the desperate hell filled with the scent of lycoris flowers can be worshipped by the world and give his pitiful life...

"Remember... You can only touch that child with lust, never with power, only a demon would use that kind of lowly way," Dispel bowed his head and instructed young Areseth.

Aretsit raised his head and looked directly at the terrifying and desperate monarch, saying things that only his demonic mind could vaguely imagine, and his words were full of audacity.

"Ancestor, that child may be able to be used, but it only needs the younger generation to pay some price, which is nothing at all in the eyes of the younger generation. Aresette struggled to speak her inner thoughts, almost crying to Dispel.

"Alas... I'm on your last chance, and if it doesn't work out this time, you'll only have the place to be my reincarnation. Dispel stared at Aresette for a long time before he said slowly.

"The juniors understand. Aresit raised his head firmly, looking squarely at his ancestors, this was his last and only chance, and he must not mess up.