"Everyone's growth will go through some necessary processes, and it may be painful, but in the past, that is the real you.."

Carlo's whispering words whispered in the baron's ear, "rage," "jealousy," "greed"... The original sins he had mastered had seduceed the sins that lurked in the baron's demonic body.

He is inherently evil, but he is only covered up by false goodness and beauty.

"You know of your mission, and from this day forward, if anyone calls you a 'red monkey', you should tear his throat to pieces, step on his broken head and tell him that your new name is 'The Red King'."

The baron roared madly, his eyes turned completely red, and the smoothed horns of his forehead grew rapidly, sharp and piercing into the heavens.

"All of you here will be your most loyal warriors, take them with you to vent your anger on the world that has deceived you for decades."

Carlo shouted, and gently put his right hand on the top of the baron's head, and the flame rose from between the horns of the baron, forming the shape of a crown, as if Carlo had put it on him himself.

Carlo's fingers pressed against the baron's forehead, leaving a deep mark, and when his power invaded the baron's soul, a burning purgatory appeared before his eyes, a huge dark figure, a pair of incomparably evil eyes staring at him, and a low voice like the roar of the evil spirits of hell.

"You dare to peek into my true body?!"

Carlo jerked back his mind, giving up on leaving an imprint on the baron's soul, and slowly withdrew his right hand.

It was supposed to be the Baron's biological father, one of the princes of hell, a powerful devil known as the "King of Witches".

"Son of Satan" is just another name for him, in a sense all the devils are Satan's people, but the baron's origin is also extraordinary, he has a very noble devil blood flowing in his body, otherwise it is impossible to hold the "key to destruction" and bear the heavy responsibility of ending the world.

At this time, the baron's bloodline had slowly begun to awaken, his already huge and hideous body had swelled a lot, his forelimbs were abnormally strong, almost hanging down to his feet, his waist and back were slightly bowed, the thick mane on the sides of his cheeks had faded, but his facial features were becoming more and more profound, and the fangs in his mouth were also protruding, and his appearance was more like an incomparably burly orangutan.

Carlo looked at the baron's current appearance, and with a gesture of both hands, a docile and cute Persian cat appeared in his arms.

"Look at this cute little thing... Your previous favorite.."

Baron, oh no, he should be called the Red King by now.

He glared fiercely at the cat in Carlo's arms, then reached out, grabbed the cat by the neck, opened its mouth and threw it in.

The cat let out a terrible scream, and then sank into his bloody mouth...

Carlo finally nodded in satisfaction and chuckled, "Now, go and gather your army and do whatever you want."

The Red King let out a low roar and strode around, leaving footprints burning with faint flames on the path he had walked.

Carlo watched the demon king awakened by his own hands leave, his eyes fell on Nuada, and he said lightly: "You did a good job, you will get the reward you want."

Nuada bowed respectfully and did not speak.

“.. You've always wanted to get rid of the twin curses, but it's easy." Carlo stared at Nuada with a mysterious smile on his face, "The curse in the bloodline can only be broken by blood... Eat the twin with you bite by bite, and in the midst of endless pain, you will be reborn, a perfect body... Just, do you have the courage to do it? Nuada."

The elven prince Nuada was silent, then raised his head, his expression became gloomy and fierce, and said word by word: "I have waited enough days in the sewers, and now I have the courage to do anything... Anything.."

Carlo laughed and clapped his hands, not hesitating to praise Nuada: "The Golden Legion is destined to belong to you, go, I told you the location of those fragments a long time ago."

Nuada nodded slowly, her face became gloomy again, and she slowly retreated into the darkness behind her and disappeared.

Carlo was looking forward to his performance, and what could be more greedy than a soul of noble birth who would rather hide in the cold and filthy sewers for hundreds of years, and even kill his own father and eat his own sister, and desire to conquer the whole world?

The petty greedyman will pay more than one or two copper plates, and the big greedy never care about these things, because in their eyes, the whole world is their private property, and no one can take it away.

At this moment, there was a slight fluctuation in Carlo's thoughts, and a smile appeared on his face, and he whispered, "It seems that the two Naughty Bag brothers are in trouble again."

Before he could finish speaking, his figure rippled and slowly disappeared into the air...

"Hey, pretty chick, take it easy, we're here to help you."

To prove this, Dean shoved the gun back into his waist.

But he did this obviously too much, and the girl with a beautiful face in front of him saw them without the slightest panic, fear, and even a little. Be overjoyed?!

"Dean Winchester?"

Dean blinked.

"Sam Winchester?"

Sam froze for a moment.

"It's really you? great."

The girl finally screamed in surprise, and compared to those fans who saw their favorite stars, she almost jumped up to them and gave them a big hug.

The brothers looked at each other, and Dean shrugged his shoulders and sighed, "This must be the most popular of our exorcisms."

Sam was noncommittal, turned to look at the girl and asked suspiciously, "Anna, do you know us?"

"They've been talking about you guys lately, and there's another one... I learned about you from their conversations."

"Who are they?" Sam couldn't help but frown.

"Angel.." The girl who was called Anna, fearing that they would not believe her, followed up and added: "They have come, not long ago.."

Dean had an incredulous look on his face, "You mean, you can communicate with angels?"

"Nope. Anna shook her head, "I can only hear their conversation occasionally, whispering, like whispering in my ear."

"Wow, Angel Radio welcomes you to listen.." Dean exclaimed, pretending to exaggerate, "That's cool.."

"Dean!" Sam glanced at his brother angrily, and Dean pouted indifferently, "I didn't say I didn't believe it, since the devil exists, it's not unacceptable for angels to come... There's nearly a reinforced company of demons out there chasing this chick, proving that her talent seems to be true."

"And what else did they say?" Sam's interest was clearly more focused on what the angels were talking about.

Anna's face was solemn, and she said in a deep voice: "They seem to have come on a mission, in order to kill someone, or not someone... I don't know, and they don't know much."