Chapter 498 Civil Strife

In the palace where the drop of a needle could be heard, Chu Xin's toes were suspended one centimeter and he was floating forward.

It is definitely not empty here, and guards are indispensable, but whenever demons find out that Chu Xin has entered in a grand manner, they will be the first to be choked by the sword manifested by the light of destruction and take their lives.

So along the way, there were silent corpses on both sides.

call!

Until a corner of a deep corridor, a black flame burst into the face, and there was a cold laughter that sent chills down the spine.

Chu Xin raised his hand and waved, and the incoming hellfire was extinguished with a slap. The clown who released the flames was also hit by the air wave. The wall was torn into pieces, and the clown was directly injured. Black blood spurted out from the fragments of internal organs, and he collapsed limply in the corner.

Light projected in from the cracks and hit Chu Xin's body. The clown who raised his head as he spat was stunned for an instant, staring at Chu Xin in disbelief.

"You? You! Wait, I read that right!"

Regardless of the severe pain in his body, the clown raised his soft arms to rub away the dust covering his eyes, and then widened his eyes ferociously, as if to imprint Chu Xin deeply into his pupils.

"Doomsday! It's really Doomsday! My most admired superhero on earth! Where did you go after destroying the Justice League, Superman, and Batman? The earth without you is so boring!"

"I didn't expect to meet you here. I watched the wonderful video of you killing those guys over and over again, and it's still vivid in my mind!"

"Great! Great! Hahahahaha!"

The shocked clown continued to laugh wildly as if no one was watching, his whole body was shaking with laughter, and a large amount of blood gushes out from the wounds all over his body.

Although his face was distorted by the pain, his maniacal smile seemed to have no end, until he was exhausted and had to hoarsely curl up and fall to the ground holding his sunken belly.

Chu Xin just looked down at him calmly, watching carefully to see if he made any small moves.

"I'll ask and you answer, okay?" Seeing the clown slowing down, Chu Xin spoke.

Unexpectedly, the clown tilted his head and showed a meaningful smile, "Okay!"

Chu Xin paused, "Actually, you also long for civil strife in hell, right? The more chaotic the better, but due to the soul contract with Lucifer, you dare not show it, let alone join it, you can only be a The audience derives a kind of pleasure that can only be felt in their hearts, like an aggrieved person enjoying extreme abstraction.”

The clown was also stunned. He never thought that Chu Xin's first question would be this, and he instantly felt recognized.

"So, when you see me here, you will be so ecstatic from the bottom of your heart, because you know that wherever I am, there will be destruction and death. You have never liked a hell of rules and order. ." Chu Xin continued.

Before Chu Xin could say anything else, the clown hurriedly took over the topic, raised his brows and said with a sharp smile: "Yes, yes, yes, yes! He is indeed the guy I like! Next, I just need to take your place. From my perspective, can’t I participate in this grand feast?”

It can be seen that he really wants to curse Lucifer, but unfortunately the soul contract is like a death shackles bound to the aorta, and the clown can't even think of resisting or insulting Lucifer.

"The second question," Chu Xin was not infected by the clown's madness, and still said calmly, "civil unrest."

"You really want to get involved, I knew it the moment I saw you." The corners of the clown's grin suddenly became elegant and calm, as if to tell Chu Xin that he had seen through everything.

Next, he told Chu Xin the details of the civil strife in hell in his trademark tone. Of course, what he said was only what the clown saw and understood.

It turns out that this rebellion was instigated by the demon god Belial, the demon god Astaroth, and the demon god Baal. Taking advantage of the gap between Lucifer and Michael's duel in a foreign land, the three of them intended to overthrow the existing throne of Satan and become the new Satan. of the Trinity.

So far, one-third of the seventy-two pillars of demons have joined the rebels, one-third have firmly maintained the Luciferian regime, and one-third have watched the show without intervening.

People like Aini and Gezhiarapos are the radicals among the rebels. Those who obey me will prosper and those who rebel against me will perish.

However, Fufa and Fukas belong to the melon-eating masses, and they do not agree with Belial and the others in their hearts, but they are unwilling to actively join the dispute in order to protect themselves. However, the clown escaped here and fell into a dilemma that he had to take care of.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Chu Xin suddenly asked.

"Clever!" The clown smiled sinisterly, "If these fence-sitters don't join in, how can it be called real chaos? When Lord Lucifer comes back, they will definitely join the ranks of suppression, and the rebellion will become a joke!"

"Lucifer is a four-dimensional life form without water. He has been able to suppress the demons of hell for tens of millions of years. Even if the rebels succeeded, wouldn't it be in vain when Lucifer comes back? These old guys can't imagine that there should be something deeper in this. Conspiracy, forget it, why should I consider this? I just need to add fuel to the fire and stir up trouble." Chu Xin thought secretly.

"Two days later, with or without my key, the rebels will storm the City of Satan," the clown said with great anticipation. "Don't you want to see with your own eyes the mountains of corpses and seas of blood composed of billions of demons? No. No, no, with your personality, you may become their executioner, you will be the day of destruction of hell!”

But suddenly, the clown's eyes dimmed again, revealing pitiable sadness. He looked at Chu Xin, "What a pity, you didn't plan to keep me alive, did you?"

Chu Xin's eyes were cold and he took it as acquiescence.

Just as he was about to make a move, the clown showed a grim smile, and suddenly raised his entire burning body and rushed towards Chu Xin, as if he was a moth to a flame.

However, Chu Xin's sight passed through the surging black fire waves, and he keenly and clearly saw a wisp of human soul flying out from the back of the clown's head, piercing through the wall at a rapid speed to escape.

Buzz——

The light of destruction that had long been scattered throughout the palace burst into a terrifying light, and in an instant it materialized into a jar that wrapped the palace without an exit.

The material of this jar is very special, causing the clown's soul to hit it hard and unable to penetrate it, and it even has full stickiness. His upper body is completely connected to it and can't struggle free.

After leaving Sidi's territory, the bored Chu Xin hurried on his way while carefully studying Sidi's Ten Thousand Souls Cauldron, analyzing the composition material and structural rules.

After understanding the principle, what is materialized at this moment is a magical instrument similar to the Ten Thousand Souls Cauldron, which can restrain soul matter.

As for when it was deployed, Chu Xin had actually considered this situation as early as the first step he took into the palace.

In Chu Xin's "stable way" principle, some insurance measures can be omitted, but they must be taken, and they must not be absent.

Puff!

Chu Xin slapped the clown's body into pieces with a slap, and the hellfire attached to his arm could not burn through his skin at all.

With the manipulation of consciousness, the soul-binding jar began to shrink in size until it became a transparent small jar held in Chu Xin's palm, and the clown's soul struggling crazily could be seen.

He took out the Ten Thousand Souls Cauldron from his body and threw the soul-binding jar directly into it.

After all, it is Lucifer's familiar, so it is considered a high-level soul.

"Fate is really unpredictable, don't you think?"

Before being sealed, the clown's playful and free-spirited chuckle fell into Chu Xin's ears.

"As expected of the most popular villain in the DC universe, no matter what situation he is in, his mentally ill temperament remains unchanged." Chu Xin said secretly.

He twisted his neck and listened to the huge noise outside the hall.

Well, it's time to stretch his muscles. (End of this chapter)