Greed is a person's nature. Some people are able to suppress their greed and use reason and morality to control it all. But some people will be controlled by greed, and thus become a beast driven by desire.

Of course, this statement is not always absolute. In many cases, the line between the two is blurred. Like a model of reason, a moral gentleman turns into an indulgent maniac one day. A beast of desire, but at some point it shows unusual persistence. This kind of thing is not impossible, but there are precedents to follow. And one of the biggest variables is interests.

Moral gentlemen can stick to their bottom line, it is because the interests have not been able to break their bottom line. The beast of lust is able to indulge in excess, and that is because the benefits are not so good as to allow them to put shackles on themselves. And if the weight of interests is enough, then whether it is a gentleman or a beast, in fact, they can tear off their own skin.

This, Smith. Zhou is very sure. And he was even more certain that Victor would never be able to withstand such temptation. Victor is a smart man, and this kind of smart man knows a lot of things very well in his heart. For example, how to survive better in such a world. In Smith. In front of Zhou, how can I improve my hard-won status.

He knew exactly what he was lacking in the midst of all this. Strength! That's what he's missing. And it is this kind of thing that has led to all the changes in his fate so far. But if he had the slightest strength to resist all that fate had imposed on him, he would not have become what he is today. Therefore, as a smart person, he will never give up any opportunity to get power.

And now, now that Smith had put this opportunity in front of him, it seemed a little more dangerous. But no matter what, he won't give up.

So, soon the bruised creature stood up tremblingly, and looked directly at Mephisto who was standing there motionless with a very strange look, and then walked towards him step by step.

He walked slowly, but with a firm pace. And this put a lot of psychological pressure on Mephisto.

Because he can't be sure of Smith. Whether or not what Zhou said was true? And if it's true, then this is most likely his end. And for Mephisto, who has already enjoyed hundreds of millions of years of life, this is obviously an unacceptable thing. So immediately, he threw away all his face and began to beg for mercy shamelessly.

"Wait, wait. I throw in the towel, I throw in the towel. Smith. Zhou, I am willing to admit defeat to you and surrender to you. As long as you are willing to let me go, I am willing to give everything I have. Smith. Week, no! Adults, great adults. I can make a pact with you, and if you let me go, I swear that I can be loyal to you forever and ever. Believe me, after all, I am the devil king of hell, an existence that has lived for hundreds of millions of years. I can help you a thousand, ten thousand times more than this guy in front of you. Whether it's wealth, or power. Whether it's a hero or a beauty, I can serve it to you. As long as you are willing to nod, I promise that I can serve you wholeheartedly and give everything to you unconditionally. My lord, my lord, if you give me this chance! ”

Letting go of all the discipline, Mephisto desperately took out all his chips. And in the face of this level of chips, Smith. Zhou didn't say anything yet, but Victor was the first to worry.

He had to admit that Mephisto's words were very demagogic. Whether it was the things he mentioned or his own allegiance, it was an irresistible temptation for anyone. In comparison, his own value is indeed a little insignificant. This point, as long as Victor is not stupid, can be seen clearly.

And when he figured this out, he couldn't help but think, Smith. What kind of choice will be made in the week. In all fairness, if it were him standing at Smith. Zhou's position, then he will definitely accept Mephisto's surrender without hesitation. Because in any case, this is a devil's allegiance. In the case of having absolute power to subdue this devil, the benefits it can bring can undoubtedly be ten million times that of a mortal. Therefore, as long as it is slightly aligned with interests, then there is no need to hesitate about how to choose.

And Smith. Will Zhou be on par with interests? Victor really didn't have any bottom in his heart. At this time, he could only silently look at Smith with a longing look. Zhou, waiting for him to make the final decision.

And Smith, who has always had his eyes on Mephisto. Zhou didn't seem to see that look in his eyes. He just moved his steps slowly, and walked around Mephisto two or three times. He smiled at Mephisto when he saw the corners of Mephisto's eyes twitching nervously because of his action.

"Sounds tempting. But how can I trust you? Mephisto, you are notoriously cunning and insidious. I don't want to give you a chance at this time, and my future me will be attacked by you, that would be too stupid, isn't it? ”

"No, no!" Mephisto heard what he meant, and hurriedly said goodbye. "I can give my soul. As long as you hold my soul, my life and death are in your hands. In this case, it is absolutely impossible for me to betray you. So rest assured, as long as you let me go, I'll be able to say anything! ”

"Is that so?" Patting Mephisto on the shoulder slightly, Smith. The smile on Zhou's face was very bright. As for the smile that was too bright, Mephisto could only show an unusually stiff and forced smile.

"Yes, that's it. My lord, I have shown my greatest sincerity. For this sake, could you please let me go? I'll be your right-hand man loyally, and with my help, your plans will come to fruition faster, won't you? ”

"You're right!" Shaking his head slightly, Smith. Zhou walked to Victor's side with his head down, and then in Mephisto's incredulous eyes, he directly pushed Victor and pushed him in front of Mephisto. "But I don't believe you. Maybe what you're saying is true, but to me, it doesn't make a difference. Also, I think he can be trusted more than Victor. Either way, he's a human being, and you're a devil. Isn't it an obvious question of who to believe? ”

"I ......" Mephisto tried to plead, but Victor didn't give him that chance at all. He knew very well how rare such an opportunity was, so he did not hesitate to grasp this moment that represented his future.

He gripped the hilt of the god-slayer weapon, and spun the dagger violently. The blade churned Mephisto's heart, causing Mephisto to let out a roar that was not human. And in such a roar, Victor did not hesitate at all, and directly pulled out the short sword.

This pull is like opening an inexplicable seal. The billowing black smoke suddenly surged out directly along the pull of the scarlet spell on the blade.

The black smoke was almost endless, but it was always confined to such a small space by the spell on the blade. Moreover, the black smoke was still being swallowed by these spells, and little by little it was absorbed into the dagger.

The blade began to turn black as the black smoke poured in, but the incantation on it became more and more conspicuous and glaring. Victor was amazed by the change, but he did not dare to let go of the hilt of his sword. And just as he gripped the hilt tighter and tighter, a tingling pain suddenly came out of his palm.

A crimson mark appeared on the hilt of the sword, embedded deep in his palm. And with the embedding of this brand, the black smoke that represented Mephisto's power contained in the sword body suddenly poured into Victor's body as if it had found a way to vent.

And this, immediately, made Victor can't help but scream in pain. It's not a pleasant feeling. The influx of power was like pouring hot oil into his body, and he instantly remembered the experience of being almost burned to char in the first place.

It was his nightmare, and now, it was repeated. It was almost unbearable for him. However, just as he was about to give up, he suddenly saw a change in the face of Mephisto across from him.

It was a kind of fear that had been frozen, from the eyes to the expression, complete horror and unwillingness. He no longer had the strength to speak, because with the black smoke being so forcibly extracted, all his power had become like a bubble, completely nothing. And this makes him the ridiculous appearance he is now.

It's ridiculous. Remembering Mephisto's past torture of himself, Victor couldn't help but laugh. He laughed loudly, laughed wildly. And it was precisely because of this pleasure that he laughed madly that he directly forgot the pain on his body.

At this moment, the senses of the will override the body. And under this premise, regardless of the pain, everything went very smoothly. With the scarlet and dazzling incantation, it was completely extinguished in a flurry of light and flickering illusions. The former Lord of Hell, Mephisto, who had dominated countless centuries, directly turned into a piece of ash.

He is a thing of the past. And in the future, there will be no longer him.