I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 442 The final destination of the financier

The ninth floor of hell, the fourth ring, the ring of Judah.

The world is dark gray, and the frozen ice is the only scenery here.

In the deepest part of the Judah Ring stands a [-]-meter-high ice mountain.

The throne of Satan Lucifer is on the top of the lonely mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there is an ice prison that seals countless sinful souls and demons who violate the laws of hell.

"You were right in rejecting Rascoff's invitation. I see through him, that bastard is greedy for life and afraid of death, cowardly before a fight, completely untrustworthy.

Last time, if he was willing to work hard, he might not be able to cooperate with me and forcefully take down the witch Harley.

That black samurai is not a superman at all, and his hard power is not as good as mine.

Pity me on Wall Street, I have both fortune and wealth, I am full of wealth and sex, I am proud and full of ambition, why am I being fooled by that bastard as soon as my brain is hot?
Now I am in the big prison, I have no food or drink, and the weather is freezing, it is too bitter.

Even more frightening is my future, I am afraid I have no future. "Sighed flatulently.

In the ice cage next door, Negal huddled his body into a ball and squeezed into a corner, but his face was still blue and shivering from the cold.

"Don't worry about flatulence. Your father is the king of wealth. His Majesty Satan's Minister of Military Supplies and Minister of Finance. With his help, he can always save his life."

He shook his head with flatulence and said, "You don't understand, I made too much trouble this time. After Christmas, the U.S. stock market rose instead of falling, and the hell soul currency system collapsed. You devil kings and princes suffered heavy losses. Can't live."

"Hey, you still have your father running around, so I'm really in big trouble this time." Negal said bitterly.

Flatulence comforted: "Satan is the most serious law. You have only been tricked by Constantine once. As long as you can show the ability to take revenge, He will definitely give you two more chances."

"I hope so," Negal murmured: "A few days ago, we were sitting by the warm and comfortable indoor swimming pool in Belur drinking, imagining that we could get the Holy Son and the Witch at the same time, double happiness, a bright future, and promotion.

A few days later, we huddled in the cold and hard ice cell, dismissed from office, and our lives were in danger.

I really want to learn from those rhyming demons, sing a poem aloud, and express the complex emotions at this time.
Well, success or failure is turned around, and the waves have wiped out the heroes. "

"Flat, Negal, come with us!"

Suddenly, a white light flashed outside, and pain and joy appeared side by side outside the prison door.

Negal hurried to the door and asked repeatedly: "We are going to be judged now? Is His Majesty Satan himself the judge?"

Pain and joy each shot out an iron thorn, tied the two prisoners into rice dumplings, refused to say a word of nonsense, and flew quickly to the top of the mountain.

Lucifer sat on the throne, propped his chin with his right hand, and stared blankly at an empty direction.

In addition to Satan, there are four demons: Beelzebub in the form of a giant fly, Belial in the shape of a human with hundreds of mouths, Mammon like a mountain of meat, and Etrigen, the demon prince squatting under the royal family of Lucifer.

When he saw his father, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that there were only so few people, Negal breathed a sigh of relief.

Mammon must have come here because of flatulence. Etrigen is the leader of the Satanic guards and Lucifer's vanguard officer. It is normal to appear here. Therefore, only Lucifer and the other two His Majesties came to judge him.

If it was a public trial, Negal would still be worried that he would become a means to quell public anger. Since it was a private trial, he would probably not be brought out to show his authority.

Thinking of this, Negal knelt on the ground and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, I really have the ability to avenge Constantine, he has my essence and blood in his body, and you all understand what this means.

I am his creditor!

The creditor has the initiative and is in an absolutely dominant position. As long as there is no external interference, it is easy to settle the debtor.

This itself is a law of the universe.

Even if you don't believe me, you should believe in the laws that have been running for countless thousands of years! "

"It's true, Constantine's blood flows in his body, so Saint Mary will be defiled." Lord of the Flies Beelzebub said.

"Negal, you still have one chance left. Either capture Constantine's soul, or go to the icy purgatory below to suffer for 10 years."

Without any nonsense, Lucifer directly stated the result of the trial.

With a shaking hand in pain, the chain wrapped around Negal's body was untied.

Negal's hands and feet were a little numb under the movement, and he asked in confusion: "Your Majesty, I remember that Constantine lied to me only once, why is there only one chance left?"

The king of lies said coldly: "Constantine used his own soul as a bait, brought the witch Harley to your lair, slaughtered hundreds of demons, and even tortured and humiliated the clones of pain and joy, shouldn't this be counted as one time? "

Negal argued: "But I was defeated and humiliated by the witch.

According to the latest laws of hell, defeat at the hands of the witch is not a shame, but an honor.

Losers are not only not punished, they are rewarded.

For example, Raskov, the son of the Sangong Demon.

He almost ruined the entire witch hunting team last time, and also killed a noble demon king.

But His Majesty the Lord of the Flies rewarded him with an artifact-level net, and also gave him a promotion and salary increase in the Eternal Punishment Legion."

His lungs exploded with flatulence, "Your Majesties, I want to report to you that Raskov fled the battle and betrayed his allies, and was the chief culprit that caused the failure of the witch hunting operation."

"Slap!" Mamen slapped his son on the back of the head, knocking him back to the ground.

"You sinful person, stay on the sidelines honestly, and you can only speak when His Majesty judges you and lets you speak."

Belial, the king of lies, said indifferently: "Challenge the witch, even if you fail, it is an honor.

Rascoff is actively running, looking for Hell Heroes to form the Witch Hunting Alliance.

This heroic act of repeated defeats and unafraid sacrifices deserves to be commended.

But you were designed by Constantine to let the witch find her lair. You are stupid and useless, and you will be punished but not rewarded.

And you have to understand that the cancellation of the "three shame punishments" for witches in the new devil law is to relieve the worries of the devil warriors and encourage you to take the initiative to attack.

Only if you take the initiative to attack, you will not be punished if you fail. "

Negal opened his mouth, sighed weakly, and accepted the result.

It's the turn of the flatulence.

He first complained: "Your Majesty, I want to report Rascoff, he used the loophole card bug in the new rules!
He was indeed running around actively, but he was looking for a scapegoat everywhere. He had been defeated repeatedly, killed a wave of teammates, received rewards from hell, and continued to kill the next wave.

Unlucky is someone else, he only takes advantage.

I seriously suspect that he is the undercover agent of the witch Harley, and he brought his teammates to give her the head. "

Lucifer said: "As for Raskov, we have already concluded that he is a warrior and the most steadfast enemy of the witch."

——Are you out of your mind? !
Flatulence would love to growl like this loudly.

But he dared not.

"Raskov doesn't dare to fight the witch at all, so he can't be considered a warrior, right?"

"Why didn't you fight? Last time, didn't he persist until the black warrior appeared and confirmed that the hunting team fell into the witch's trap before escaping?" Lucifer said.

Angry and excited, he said, "But I didn't run away, and I was fighting [-]-[-] with the black warrior. If he helps, the two of them will definitely defeat the black warrior together.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a coward for this kind of behavior that harms his comrades and misses the opportunity to fight. How can His Majesty treat him so tolerantly? "

"It's not that I'm lenient with him. Rascoff is sick."

"What disease?"

Lucifer said with great interest: "Scared bird syndrome, a mental illness. In his early years, he was ripped out of his heart by the witch Harley, and the newborn heart was cast a shadow of fear.

After that, he was trapped by the witch many times, and the shadow not only did not disappear, but became more serious.

Therefore, he is extremely keen and sensitive to the witch's trap. Once he confirms that he has fallen into the witch's trap, he will run away uncontrollably.

A patient who is afraid of witches, every time he fails, his inner demons get worse, but he never gives up trying to challenge his inner demons. What kind of courage is this? "

Gasping, he said, "He's lying, making excuses for his cowardice."

"This is the conclusion jointly drawn by many psychological experts from ancient and modern China and abroad." Lucifer laughed.

"Isn't it illegal for a mentally ill to pit comrades in arms?" He exclaimed excitedly with flatulence.

"Idiot, in hell, cheating and betraying comrades-in-arms are recognized advantages of demons, and of course they are not illegal." Mamen scolded.

Lucifer said: "If you want the Eternal Punishment Legion to maintain its combat effectiveness, of course the team needs to be cohesive.

But what makes comrades-in-arms work together, with one heart and one mind, and fearless death, never depends on friendship, morality and lofty consciousness, but on coercion, temptation and scheming.

For example, when the demon king wants to deal with the witch, he will tempt you with rewards and persecute you with punishment.

Fortunately, you have been a demon for tens of millions of years, and you haven't even understood the basics of hell.

Or, after living in the human world for hundreds of years, have you been contaminated with the bad habits of human beings who value handouts, ideals and dreams? "

I was stunned by the flatulence, and there was nothing to refute.

Thinking about it carefully, what Rascoff did seems to be in line with the devil's moral code.

Didn't he just trick them into filling the witch's death pit and escape by himself without any loss?
"I was wrong," the bloated drooped his head, and there was no more dissatisfaction and anger on his face, "Raskov was not wrong, it was me who was wrong."

"Knowing your mistakes can make things better!" Mamen smiled flatteringly at the demon kings, "He has repented, should we give him another chance?
He finally fought to the last moment, and he still had a brave spirit. "

"Mammon, the sin of flatulence, has nothing to do with the process and outcome of the battle, the hell soul currency system collapsed.

Hell suffered heavy losses, and countless soul foreign exchange flowed from our treasury into the pockets of Ability God.

Not only have we suffered heavy losses, but we have also become the laughing stock of the gods.

Flatulence is solely responsible! "The king of lies said coldly.

Mammon asked: "How to be responsible? How about letting him join the vanguard of the Eternal Punishment Legion and atone for his crime with military merit?"

Lucifer smiled and said, "Generally speaking, if people who play in finance fail to speculate, what will happen?"

Mamen turned pale, and murmured, "Go to the rooftop"

"Hehehe, then let the flatulence go to the 'roof' platform. I haven't seen a devil jumping on the platform yet." Lucifer said expectantly.

Mamen's heart skipped a beat, she had a bad premonition, but she forced a smile and kicked her son, cursing: "Not too soon, thank you His Majesty Satan for your generosity.

Well, hell there's no mountain higher than 'Throne Peak'.

You jump from here later, no magic is allowed, you understand? "

Lucifer tilted his head, looked at the joyful flatulence, and said with a smile: "You can jump from here, but"

He stretched out his hand and drew a circle, and a scene familiar to all the demons immediately appeared in the midair beside the cliff.

"Indian Hill, Quinn Manor?" exclaimed flatulently.

Lucifer nodded, "From now on, there is a new punishment in hell - jumping from the roof, and the final landing point is the home of the witch Harley.

Whether it is life or death depends on your creation.

Well, it can also let us watch the fun. "

His face was pale due to flatulence, and he looked at his father pleadingly, and tremblingly said: "Father, why don't you dance with me? By the way, there are a few younger brothers. With our father and son working together, we may not be able to kill the witch."

(End of this chapter)