In the filthy and chaotic chamber, a huge demon with black and red flames was sitting cross-legged in the center of a pentagram. The white candle smelled of sulphur when it was lit, and a white man with short blond hair was sitting in a chair, cross-legged, lighting a cigarette and holding it to his mouth.

"Konstantin, Konstantin, even if you disguise yourself as a good person, you are nothing more than a slut. We all know that sooner or later, you will end up in hell and become one of the countless fallen souls...... Then you will be kneeling before me wailing and begging for less pain. ”

"If I were you, there wouldn't be so much nonsense. What I want is...... Information, information about the 'Seven Kings'. Let's make a list of powers, and the relative exchange. ”

Commonly referred to as John. Konstantin's crook sat in a chair, with a thin silver chain wrapped around his left wrist and a bandage on his palm, as if he had been burned by something. An exorcist from the DC Comics universe, a magician who wanders between heaven and hell, has earned a reputation like maggots for his cunning and ruthlessness, a liar who can fool the devil of hell, a gambler who can outperform God, a self-exiled person who chases desires, and a balancer of unbalanced power, who grabs the power of the moment again and again, and is knocked to the bottom again and again by the impermanence of fate. But no matter what, this emaciated man in a blonde trench coat always survives to the end.

"Hehehe...... "The demon's guttural voice was like thunder, "John. Konstantin, you have caused so much damage to us, and you still have the audacity to watch the power of the kings of hell? I have to say. You do have demonic shamelessness. ”

The demon reached out with its huge claws, but it was contained by a summoning array drawn out of powder on the ground. It retracts its claws. He whispered, "...... Hmph, there is indeed a vacancy in the crown of the kings of hell. But to become one of the Seven Kings, one must overcome the hurdles above the zenith, and in short, to make a great enough contribution to hell......"

"It's not like you've gone back once or twice." Konstantin spat out a smoke ring and pointed lazily.

"People who are fooled are just plain stupid, this kind of low-level mistake, I believe you won't make it." The demon pointed out unconcernedly.

At that moment, the floor of the chamber suddenly shook. Konstantin's face changed slightly, with a hoarse crack. The floor of the concrete room was instantly torn into seven or eight pieces by the stratum changes, and three deep cracks pierced through the magic circle, destroying the integrity of the binding spell.

"Aha...... It seems that even you didn't expect this kind of accident to happen, did you......" The huge demon stood up, and the hoof prints burning with black fire easily stepped out of the pentagram, "Cunning maggot, have you ever thought about what a wonderful feeling it will give me to crush your soul?" ”

"That's why I don't like to communicate with such uncivilized low-level intelligence......" muttered the blonde man, curling up his left sleeve. The entire forearm was wrapped in a bandage, and a charred black symbol appeared on the surface of the slightly yellowed bandage, which looked like a "work" character that came up and down.

With his will, the bandage quickly turned into pieces of butterflies. The hell demon's scorched yellow fangs parted with a look of surprise. It roared in horror: "Konstantin! Wait a minute! You can't...... No......! Thirteen Artifacts...... Why is the Rune of Bliss in your hands?! ”

"You've let off enough noise."

The skin of the liar's left hand became charred and cracked, and a power of the same origin as the demon in front of him was channelled into his limbs from the silver-gray amulet, and the breath of sulfur emanated from the cracks in the dark yellow skin. The divine power from hell brought him infinite power. But it also erodes his body and mind at the same time.

Konstantin's left hand pierced through the heart of the Hell Demon in an instant, and the power of the opponent's whole body was sucked dry in an instant. Feed back to the silver-gray amulet. And the tall and hideous demon of hell before has been scattered to ashes.

"Speaking of which, who disrupted my psychic ...... just now?"

The man pulled a new roll of bandages from a large schoolbag next to the tattered bed. Carefully wrap the talisman embedded in his arm, and the well-fed Bliss Talisman should not be craving for a short time.

He opened the door and the second floor of the Cheap Adventurer's apartment was known for its cheapness, no registration required and inferior service. The fountain pond at the underground gathering point was a mess with a few people who were fighting here, and he liked the little pool.

A dark shadow flew through the air, hitting the wall around him like a puddle of mud, and the strengthened structure trembled slightly. The black mud-like substance on the other party's body ran down as if it were dead, with deformed muscles and a chest tattoo that looked like some kind of eight-legged animal......

"Venom?"

Konstantin strode in disgust over the half-dead thing on the ground that had more air than it had taken in, a place he had never lived in for more than a week. As a member of the Chaos Insurgency, you have to be careful to be watched, and his enemies are full of ...... Proficiency in the use of pseudonyms and false testimony is a must for every scammer. And he knew a few equally cunning guys in the Chaos Insurgency, and together they formed a very unreliable team.

The battle by the pool had come to an end, and the magical missiles that radiated spiritual light were like tadpoles swimming in the air. To be precise, this low-level arcane is not too strong, the power can damage, and even a mage apprentice can cast a basic spell.

But there were probably more than a thousand magic missiles spinning in the middle of the small square. And it seems that after modification, the flight duration has been greatly extended, and when the damage of the individual is not enough, several missiles can be fused together, and the power increases exponentially...... The remaining two or three hostile adventurers could only struggle to support themselves with their own means of protection. A guy who seemed to have been mechanically strengthened was beaten to the point of sparks flying between the joints, followed by a ray of sword light......

Like a thin piece of paper, a thin purple thread circled around him, and his body was divided into four or five large pieces, rolling to the ground in a ruffle. A woman with twin swords in her hands appears and leaps towards her next target.

Konstantin wisely chose to give up the option of making the other party compensate for his losses, he turned around and decided to go back to the house and sleep with his head covered.

"Uh, have you seen the person in this picture?" An oriental woman with long black hair stood in front of him like a ghost, holding a mobile phone, and the screen showed a woman of an alien race that he had a rare impression of.

"The fifth room on the fourth floor."

If she knew that she had betrayed him, maybe she would have to change places to live again, although this little shabby place is not a comfortable environment, but at least this place is in New York...... For work reasons, Constantine went to the Tower of Babylon in the Philosopher's Kingdom once, and entered the second level, the Ring of Courage ruled by "Epicurus the Sage", and made a very bad impression of it. Although she is not a bad person, Drow is also known for her viciousness among the Dark Race. These guys have developed torture and torture into a time-honored artistic culture, and death may be the best outcome for those who fall into the hands of Drow.

Even if he fell into hell, Konstantin was confident that he would survive the first difficult days, and then, perhaps, he would be able to live a "comfortable" life in hell. The struggle for power and power, both above ground and underground, relies on intellect and will. However, Zhuoer's art of torture, he still respects and does not sensitive.

A large fireball-like man hissed and collided with the sword light, and Constantine adjusted the Babel fish in his ears, which was also a bonus from that trip to Babylon, which could be used to translate certain languages that character cards could not translate.

That person seems to be roaring with Chinese ...... "Ten Yang Realm"?

"Let it ...... a little" A brown-haired girl ran over from the side and aimed a revolver at the man suspended in mid-air, ten huge fireballs flying around him, colliding with two lines of sword light from time to time. Every time the fireball collided with the sword qi, it instantly dimmed, but it rekindled in an instant. Ten fireballs of flame flew up and down, blocking the ubiquitous stabbing of the two sword wires.

Konstantin walked slowly back to his room from the stairs and hallway outside, and the girl stood in the corner and aimed for a long time before firing a shot. In the next moment, the man who set the fire had a large hole in his head and fell to the ground with a thud.

The battle is over.

The difference in strength between the two sides is too great, and the crook closes the door boringly, which is simply a one-sided slaughter. His mind swept over the details of these people's lives, and from the point of view of pure destructive power, the two sides may be evenly matched, but the use of power is very different.

He blew out the ritual candle and poured back into bed, the soul-burning sensation of the Bliss Talisman keeping him awake. He swallowed a few pills and fell asleep.

Two minutes later, Lu Mengyao smashed open the door of room 405 with a battering ram ring.

“………………”

A handsome girl with short black hair sat on a couch, her little black silk gloves holding a barbed horsewhip in her hand. Under the pure black lace dress is white as snow, and the indifferent black jade pupils reflect the half-naked and glamorous slave lying on the soles of the feet. She stretched out her delicate feet wrapped in stockings and let the slave suck her tongue through the socks toe by toe.

"Little host...... Can you make a slave - uh, ah?!?! ”

The dark elf on her knees screamed and jumped up, but the three people who rushed in had already rushed up and knocked her down at high speed. Lu Mengyao's face was so calm that she walked in unusually slowly.

“…… No wonder your phone is turned off. ”

The girl on the couch (?) Raise your index finger:

"Bet, I won." (To be continued......)