The Hell Merchant in American Comics

The underworld is a place of death and silence.

Hell and Hades are the two largest worlds in the lower planes.

According to Alec's understanding, whether it is hell or the underworld, there are thousands of planes controlled.As the top lower world, countless souls fall into these two worlds every moment and become nourishment for devils and the undead.In addition to these two forces, the famous lower planes include the abyss and purgatory. The abyss is the habitat of demons, and purgatory is the world controlled by evil spirits.

Because of the issue of soul distribution, the war between these four worlds has never stopped.

When Alec was still a middle-level devil, he was involved in a war. One side of the war was the devil, and the other side was the undead.

In the terrifying dimensional battlefield, even in small battles, medium devils are just cannon fodder.

Alec hid in that small plane for two full years. It was not until the last year that he was discovered by a lord-level devil and forcibly recruited into the devil's army.Fortunately, after two years of battle, the outcome has begun to take shape. He did not experience too harsh a battle and followed the lord-level devil to victory. It is worth mentioning that the moment the plane war ended, he also awakened. The moment of Hell Merchant’s ability.

The hostility of the undead was very obvious. In just a few words, the corpse witch showed signs of taking action.

To show his sincerity, Alec used a detection lie on himself.

The movements of the corpse witches stopped, and there seemed to be a doubtful light in their empty eyes.

"I'm not hostile."

"I'm here to ask for cooperation."

"I bring news from the followers of the Lord of the Morning."

Although corpse witches are legal creatures, their wisdom is not very different from intelligence. In order to facilitate communication, Alec split his words into three paragraphs and used simple sentences as much as possible.

Even so, it took a while for the Corpse Witch to react.

The leading corpse witch stammered: "Wait, wait, wait."

Soon, a lich with a terrifying aura came out.

Alec immediately took a breath.

This is a king-level lich.

Several corpse witches stood respectfully aside, as if they were several sculptures, not moving at all, and even the beating of the soul fire in their eye sockets was reduced to a minimum.This is respect for the strong. A king swatting these mid-level undead to death is no different from swatting a fly to death. Not to mention that the lich is an advanced stage of the corpse witch. The relationship between the two is that of a wizard apprentice and a sorcerer. Just like a formal wizard.

Hell, there's a king here

A few drops of cold sweat broke out on Alec's forehead. He originally planned to trick the Undead and Dawn Church into a dog-eat-dog fight.But with a king in charge, his plans had to change.

“I have seen the great king’s crown”

Alec bowed and saluted, thinking quickly about countermeasures in his mind.

It was easy to sow discord. The Undead and the Church of the Dawn were mortal enemies. As long as the right method was used, the two sides could easily argue. But Alec had to consider the consequences of doing so. Facing a king, he didn't even have a chance to escape.

At this moment, the surrounding space blurred, and when Alec came back to his senses, he and Bruce were already standing within the confines of the temple.

suffered

Alec's heart felt cold.

The temple is private property.

The Lich nodded and said: "What is your purpose? Tell me."

Alec gritted his teeth, not daring to play any tricks: "I want to ask the Temple of Death to take action against a paladin from the Church of the Dawn."

The Lich glanced at Alec in surprise: "That's all you have to say."

Alec frowned, the lich's calmness making him feel extremely uneasy.The temple belongs to the private territory of each force. From the moment he was transferred to the Death Temple, the Lord of Storms could no longer protect him.The King-level Lich was so terrifying that even if he mastered counter-spells like Dimensional Anchor, he was still transferred to the temple because he didn't even have the chance to use spells.

For the sake of his own life, Alec gritted his teeth, increased his weight, and dropped a bombshell: "I have a clue to a deserted plane."

The Lich then turned around and began to look at him.

Then it raised its hand, and a power word spell fell on Alec.

"Say what you just said again."

"I have a clue to a deserted plane."

The Lich let out a wanton and sharp laugh: "Continue."

Alec's face darkened.

What else can he say

The clues in the desolate plane were actually just vague spatial coordinates. Once these coordinates were leaked, they would have no value, and he would also lose his biggest life-saving trump card.This Lich King obviously had no intention of making a deal. Alec was sure that once he leaked his coordinates, the best result would be to be kicked out of the temple, and the worst result would be to be slapped to death by this Lich.

can not say.

Alec's silence made the Lich very dissatisfied.

But it saw through it at a glance that the devil in front of it was just a clone, so it set its target on Bruce.

He pulled Bruce to his side, pinched his neck with his skull-like claws, and said in a commanding tone: "I'll let you continue."

Alec's face turned pale: "You're dreaming"

Alec's resistance made the Lich completely angry.

It never dreamed that a medium-sized devil's clone would dare to disobey a king's order.

"You are courting death"

Alec's eyes were cold, and he finally gave up. Since patience could not earn respect, toughness was the only option.He raised his head and said sarcastically: "I'm looking for death, Your Majesty, your Majesty, haven't you seen that this is just a clone, and if it's gone, it's gone. How dare you rush to hell to find my true body?" My conditions have been made very clear. I want the coordinates of the desolate plane in exchange for the heads of the Holy Knights of the Church of the Dawn."

The Lich stared hard at Alec.

Bruce was grabbed by the throat, and his little face turned red, but neither party in the confrontation paid attention to him.Just when he felt that he was about to suffocate to death, the Lich finally released his claws.

“Very good, very classy”

"Whose head do you want, I'll get it now"

Alec breathed a sigh of relief.

He spread his hands, and the magic energy quickly gathered into a lifelike avatar. It was the paladin who had the conflict with him.

The Lich took note of the Paladin's appearance, and then rushed out of the temple like lightning.

Several corpse witches were "resurrected" and respectfully invited Alec and Bruce into the temple. After a while, two teacups engraved with gray spell patterns were placed in front of them.Bruce had been thirsty for a long time. He opened the lid and was shocked to see a human head on the gray liquid looking at him and wailing in terror.

"teacher"

Alec glanced at him: "This is death soul tea. If you don't want to die, you'd better not drink it."

Bruce quickly put the tea cup down.

The corpse wizard on the side looked at the teacup on the table eagerly, the soul in his eyes beating uncontrollably.For ordinary people like Bruce, Death Soul Tea contains the breath of the undead, and any trace of it is a sign of death.But for these corpse witches, dead soul tea is a rare good thing. A small cup of tea can save them several years of effort.

Alec was also not interested in the tea in front of him.

Although the devil is also the dead, he is obviously very different from the undead who are full of death energy. If Alec drinks the death soul tea, although he will not die, it will be quite troublesome to clean up the death energy, and the gain will not be worth the loss.

He threw the tea cup to the Corpse Witch and said with a lack of interest: "You guys drink it."