114 Satan's Concerns

Satan felt that the barbarian in front of him really intended to destroy him directly.

Although Satan, who was born in the rules of hell, never thought that his existence would be destroyed.

After all, even if someone could kill him, it would be impossible to erase the laws of hell from this world.

As long as fear and hell exist, he will eventually come back to this world, it's just a matter of time.

This is exactly where Satan thinks he is stronger than Dormammu.

Most of the monarchs of hell are in awe of Dormammu's power, but they never respect Dormammu in their hearts.

Although Dormammu once mastered the entire dark dimension, he was not like Satan and others, who were born because of the rules of hell.

Dormammu is just a lucky wizard who discovered the dark dimension with his sister and got the fruit alone. He was not born in the rules themselves, so it is impossible for him to regain his life.

No matter how powerful the dimension he controls is, he is just a lucky wizard.

Sometimes different origins are really different in nature.

Although Dormammu holds the biggest position among the Lords of Hell, he is really dead when he dies and will not be resurrected.

So it is impossible for him to come back to the world with the power of the rules of hell.

Controlling the entire dimension is a very subjective thing. Dormammu, who cannot even reverse time in the dark dimension, naturally does not have the ability to control everything.

The dark dimension is just darkness.

But now Satan is not worried about his own death, but when he is reborn, his son will definitely share the power given by hell.

As for other demon lords, they will not watch him slowly take back the power that once belonged to him after his rebirth.

Mammon was originally a well-behaved demon child, enjoying everything in hell, and meeting the requirements of every demon for his children.

Cruel, irritable, and deeply scheming in the never-satisfied greed.

Although he is not old enough and his body size is not big enough, Mammon can always live in hell like other demon children.

It is simply a template for the education of children in hell.

But demons with the same qualities will not sympathize with each other, they will only find ways to get rid of each other.

So Satan didn't want to die yet, at least not in front of Mammon.

Only at this time, doing his best to reclaim the authority of hell is the way to keep his position after rebirth.

The black light on Satan's body flashed quickly, just like the flash in the disco, flashing non-stop and a little dazzling.

But the power he aroused every time he resisted could not make the hand that strangled his throat relax even for a moment.

He could feel the determination of the barbarian, and he knew that no matter what he did or said, he would eventually die.

Then it was time to start planning for power and authority.

The moment he set foot on the earth, he could feel the feeling he had never enjoyed before.

For example, suffocation.

"My child!"

Satan said intermittently, like a father worried about his child.

The monarchs of hell rarely choose to give birth to offspring, because the existence of these children is like borrowing his authority to control the administrator of hell.

The demons of hell never change direction, at least not now.

Mammon was originally his most beloved son, and only Mammon's sin could stand out among his sons, but now Mammon seemed to have accepted his fate and approached death without resistance.

"I say, when can you learn to listen to people instead of interrupting?"

Constantine stood up from the pool. Although he said this to Rumlow, his eyes were fixed on Bulkaiso.

He had felt the kind of aura that was enough to make him palpitate since the first time they met, but now he could finally understand part of Bulkaiso's strength.

He knew how strong Gabriel was, and Manny was so elusive that he couldn't figure out the details.

Satan was even more of a presence that he had to be cautious with when making deals.

Speaking of which, Constantine was probably only a little bit stronger than Balza.

He knew that his strength was insufficient, so he embarked on the path of playing tricks.

Hell coveted his soul, and countless angels in heaven who were betrayed by him were waiting to redeem him.

He was always like a popular person, being fought over by other beings.

But the beings he feared before all crawled under the power of Burkeso.

He felt that he had found the thickest thigh, at least this time he wanted to hold it tightly.

He didn't want to keep betraying his friends to protect him from disasters. Now there was a thigh that was not afraid of anything in front of him, and he wanted to cherish it well.

"Wait until the guys who talked nonsense shut up."

Rumlow took back the medicine bottle and didn't look at Constantine again.

Constantine suddenly stood up and did stretching exercises, feeling the new self.

"I seem to have recovered from my illness?"

Constantine was a little unbelievable, but hi this was just an illusion after replenishing enough vitality.

Cancer cells are not diseases, but mutations of cells in the body.

The moment they begin to spread after plundering nutrients is the most deadly moment.

The blood bottle itself is the product of the rules. Recovery is the effect of this crystal bottle, and the potion is to replenish vitality.

Constantine is now about to face the crazy spreading cancer cells.

"Remember this feeling! Scum."

Bulkaso didn't care about the communication of others, and his hands tightly clamped the throats of the two demons.

There is the breath of rules on these two guys. Although the power is nothing, Bulkaso has not yet erased the power of rules.

If he could violate the rules, he would not be attacked by death when facing Masail.

You must know that relying on Masail's previous wisdom essence alone, it is impossible to suppress the barbarian king on the front battlefield.

There is life and death, this is the rule.

So everything that has existed is difficult to resist the invasion of death.

And the hell of this world is like a mixture of rules, and every hell monarch is born in it and enjoys the benefits of rules.

Although it is impossible to be immortal, simple rebirth can still be done.

Although the process of rebirth will not be pleasant and will take a long time.

If you want to make the demons know fear, you have to let them feel pain and death first!

When facing irresistible power, these guys will truly know fear.

"You are provoking hell itself!"

Satan's voice became weak, and the black light on his body gradually began to lose power.

Under the burning flames of anger, his life this time began to fade away.