Chapter 276 A bunch of unqualified guys
"Oh oh oh"
Lucifer quickly stood in front of Rango, separating him from the three people who rushed in.
This guy opened his arms and said enthusiastically: "What'sup, bro! How are you doing lately, bros?"
"You actually have the nerve to come back, damn bastard!"
The leader, the burliest man, suddenly grabbed Lucifer by the collar and continued angrily, "What kind of promise did you give us when we sank into hell together? Huh?" ”
Lucifer raised an eyebrow slightly, lost in memories, and said slowly: "Ah...it seems like we are sharing blessings and misfortunes, and we are in the same boat, right?"
"But how did you do it?!"
The strong man stared at Lucifer closely, his tone full of dissatisfaction, "How ridiculous! I, Abaddon, the Holy Angel of Death in Heaven, even the resurrection of Jesus was by my hands. As the most pious messenger of God, just because I have suffered endless suffering in hell for believing your lies! Now, I still have to face the threat of Satan!”
"Hey, man, don't be so angry, okay? I came to hell now just to deal with Satan." Lucifer patted the strong man's shoulder, trying to comfort him, and murmured in a low voice, "And... you are obviously tired of it. He abandoned the dullness of heaven and took the initiative to follow me down to earth in search of excitement.”
"You"
"Stop it, Abaddon!"
Just when the strong man was angry and wanted to curse a few more words, a voice came from behind to stop him.
A middle-aged man in a white suit who looked like a business elite came forward. He waved to Abaddon, "Let him go. Don't forget, at least he was our leader, and now we have more urgent needs." enemies to deal with.”
After hearing these words, Abaddon was unwilling to let go of Lucifer's collar, glared at him fiercely, and remained silent.
Lucifer saw this and said with a smile: "Duma, you are still as sensible and considerate as before"
"Haha, believe me, Lucifer." The man in a suit, known as Duma, showed a sinister smile on his lips and replied harshly: "Unless you tell us how to open the door to hell, you won't be able to do anything this time. It’s so easy to slip back into the world!”
At this time, Lango, who was in the back, couldn't help but look at Duma a few more times after hearing his name.
According to Quagma, this Duma is not only a wise angel beside God, but also a silent angel of death who holds the power of death. After his fall, his strength did not decrease, but he became one of the most powerful demons in hell. .
If Lucifer is the Goat among fallen angels, then this Douma is the deputy goat
Here, Lucifer was still explaining Satan's changes to his colleagues who were once in the same unit, and then he patted his chest and promised: "But don't worry, this time I brought the strongest men in the world with me. We If we work together, even if we can't defeat God, we can easily kill Satan."
"So the people you called include the guy who destroyed Azazel?"
At this time, a sharp voice sounded, and a man with red skin and an evil look locked his eyes on Lango, "Boy, you killed Azazel, right?"
"Hmm~" Lange looked at the guy in front of him, and when he was about to say something, Lucifer on the side immediately reminded him a few words in a low voice.
This red-skinned demon is called Mastima, and like Azazel before the fall, he was one of the leaders of the guardian angels in heaven.
Fak
After hearing this, Lange couldn't help but cursed secretly, "The devils in this hell are all fucking angels, and there is not a single big devil born and raised here!"
How is this different from the invasion of alien species?
He suddenly felt some sympathy for Satan. If he had been sealed for tens of thousands of years, and when he came out, he would find that his territory was occupied by a group of angels from a hostile camp, he would probably be angry and want to liquidate and destroy them.
Faced with Mostema's hostile gaze, Lango shrugged and said nonchalantly: "If you want to avenge him, then act quickly. I'm in a hurry now."
Mastema was stunned when he heard this. Even Lucifer had never despised him so much. This human being's arrogance was simply beyond imagination.
He pushed away Lucifer who was blocking Rango, approached Rango, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Azazel gave up 90% of his strength to travel to the world. If you think you can easily defeat the world's If he can defeat us in hell, that would be a big mistake.”
"Alas"
Lango sighed, he finally figured out that after the failure of Lucifer's showdown just now, these demons also wanted to give them a showdown.
That being the case
boom--!
The wall of the tavern suddenly collapsed, and two figures shot out from the implosion!
Lango held Mastima's throat tightly with one hand, and the other hand shone with blue light, and hit Mastima's head with a fist like a rainstorm.
"I kindly invite you to fight Satan together, but you have to force me to do it."
The punch was like a sharp razor, and most of Mostema's red head was cut off without even being able to withstand a few punches.
However, a trace of clarity after shock flashed in Mostema's eyes. His arms suddenly expanded, and the sharp finger blades pointed directly at Lango's waist!
Bang!
There was a sound of metal clashing, and the disembowelment that Mastema expected did not happen. Instead, his sharp claws were broken first.
Buzz—!
While Mostima was distracted, two laser beams burst out from Rango's eyes instantly, piercing his heart and leaving behind a cloud of thick black smoke.
"Is that all you have, man?" Rango lowered his head and sneered at Mostima, who had only half a head left and a big hole in his chest.
Although Mostema's face was ugly, there was no fear in his eyes, and he even retorted: "I should ask you this!"
Before he finished speaking, a pair of black wings suddenly spread out behind him. With a slight wave, a strong hurricane blew Lango away in an instant.
The hurricane, as sharp as a blade, whizzed at Lango's body, instantly cutting his clothes into pieces.
Unfortunately, just like Mostema's previous attack, so far, this guy's tricks pale in comparison to Lango's solid defense.
Amidst the flying sand and stones, Lange calmly pressed the button of the watch on his wrist. Immediately afterwards, the suit that Tony had carefully repaired in the Minion Laboratory covered his body again as smoothly as running water.
However, what is unexpected is that as soon as this suit, which can withstand the high temperature and tearing force of bullets, appeared, it was easily torn open by the hurricane blown by Mostima's wings.
"What the hell? It can't even block a demon's attack. Tony's technology is too unreliable!"
Lango couldn't help but curse. Since the suit couldn't block the opponent's attack, he had to fight quickly.
When he came to hell for the first time, he didn't want to fight Satan naked.
He keenly sensed Mostima's position, and his whole body instantly rose into the sky.
When he looked down at Mostima, who was staring at him coldly on the ground, he shot out without hesitation.
The heat vision opened, his fists were clenched tightly, blue light flashed on them, Lango packed a huge impact and hit Mostima like a meteorite. Facing his fierce offensive, Mostima had no intention of evading it.
The huge black wings behind this guy covered the front like a shield, preparing to resist Lango's blow.
Boom!
As Lango landed, the western wilderness seemed to be shaking, dust was flying, and the sky was blocked.
He gave Mostema this hard blow with full intention, but when he looked at the guy in front of him, he tilted his head involuntarily.
Lucifer, an untimely guy, appeared out of nowhere, also spreading his black wings, and helped Mostima block this attack.
"You"
Looking at the silly smile on this guy's face and his wings without any signs of damage, he raised his eyebrows. Just as he was about to say something, Mostima across from him had already pushed Lucifer hard with a look of displeasure on his face.
"Waterfa? What are you doing? Do you think I need your help?!" Mostema accused angrily.
Lucifer did not speak, but smiled and pointed at Mostema's half-stretched head.
But in the next second, a black light flashed on Mostema's body, and all the injuries on his body were restored in the blink of an eye. Even the tattered clothes were restored to like new.
Seeing this scene, Lange couldn't help but reveal a little envy in his eyes.
His self-healing ability may be stronger than any of them, but he can only heal his body but not his clothes.
Even though Lucifer was blocking him, Mostima still stared at Rango relentlessly.
"Boy, that match just now wasn't even a warm-up. Don't really think you are my opponent." He sneered.
Lange waved his hand casually and said calmly: "If you are unhappy, we can continue."
"OK! Stop arguing, guys!" Lucifer interrupted the dispute between the two. He first patted Lango on the shoulder to signal him to calm down, then looked at Mostima and asked strangely: "Why didn't I know that your relationship with Azazel was so good? I remember When I was in heaven, that guy obviously only had me as a friend. As for you, you were just a competitor for his power. I don't feel sorry for him even if he dies. You act like you've lost your best friend. What are you doing? Are you trying to scare me?"
Mostima was speechless, just snorted coldly, then turned and walked towards Duma, as if he didn't care about Lucifer's thoughts at all.
At this moment, looking at Duma, Beelzebub, Abaddon and Mostema not far away, Lucifer didn't know what he thought of, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this scene, Lange stepped forward, looked at the four people standing side by side with Lucifer, and said casually: "It seems that your position as the king of hell is not so convincing, and your former colleagues are not. One who is afraid of you.”
When Lucifer heard this, a sad look appeared on his face, and he sighed and said: "Oh, it's all my fault for being too tolerant to them in normal times. But it doesn't matter, I have made new friends in the world now."
As he spoke, he quietly put his hand on Lango's waist, and while stroking it gently, he said with a smile: "Good brother, as long as you are by my side, it is enough for me."
".If you want to touch me in the future, at least change into a woman first."
Lange rolled his eyes helplessly, pushed him away, and then took the initiative to walk towards the four powerful fallen angels and demons from the ninth floor.
He stretched out his finger, pointed directly at Mostima, and said solemnly: "If you really want to avenge Yellow Eyes, after finishing Satan, I can have a fair and just one-on-one fight with you."
Mastima's face was a little ugly. In the past ten thousand years, the other party was the first human being to hurt him. No, not only humans, not even all hell creatures had allowed him to suffer such injuries as today, not even Lucifer. Hit yourself.
But the human in front of him not only opened a big hole in his chest, but also shattered half of his head. All of this happened under the watchful eyes of Lucifer, Duma and others... Fake, this time So humiliated.
"Hmph." Mostima suppressed the anger in his heart and snorted coldly: "I hope your soul can taste more delicious."
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Lango shrugged. He had long been accustomed to this threat and didn't care. He turned to look at Lucifer, nodded and said: "Let's continue the previous topic. Don't you know where Satan is hiding? Take us to find him."
Seeing that the situation calmed down again, Lucifer smiled slightly, turned his eyes to Duma, and said, "Together? Brother, don't tell me that you have surrendered to Satan."
"Do you think the Demon King will accept the allegiance of the fallen angels?" Duma replied coldly, then glanced at Lango and others, without too much hesitation, nodded slightly and said: "Lead the way, don't let Satan If we solve it, we will inevitably die sooner or later.”
Hearing this, Lango also breathed a sigh of relief.
After struggling all the way, I finally got to see the real owner.
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Not long after, a strange scene took place in this barren land.
A carriage pulled by six horses wrapped in blazing flames was galloping through the wilderness at an astonishing speed.
On the carriage, Duma and four other great demons were sitting on it with extraordinary aura.
And on one side, running alongside it, even faster, was a bus transformed from a pack of wolves.
More than a dozen wolf cubs gathered together tightly and turned into wheels, rolling rapidly on the ground, supporting the entire wolf cart to move forward.
At this time in the car, Teddy looked at the carriage not far away, recalling the brief contact with the big demons in the tavern, and couldn't help but ask Lucifer: "Have you been like this from the beginning, or did you just fall like this? It became like this?”
Lucifer was leaning on a chair made of wolf skin. He turned his head when he heard this and asked with a puzzled face: "What is this and that? What do you mean?"
"That's right." Teddy scratched his head and said with strange eyes: "You used to be at the top of heaven, but now you are kings and lords in hell. At worst, you are equivalent to a god-like figure. But how do you look like that? There is no style at all, and the whole style is messy.”
Lucifer shook his head seriously and said earnestly: "Man, don't think like this. Pretending to be a god is a tiring job. Since we have all fallen to hell, of course we have to do whatever we want. And"
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He pointed around, with a smile on his lips: "They are still riding in a carriage after all. If you look at us again, it is obvious that we are even less qualified."
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(End of chapter)