Satana.
Hellstorm is not a qualified princess of hell.Although she inherited Marduk's demonic blood, she did not inherit her father's stubbornness and pursuit of power.She has indulged in pleasures in her life for more than 60 years, and her style of life is definitely worthy of her hellish blood.The rebellious sister who was favored by her brother thought that she would spend her whole life like this, but it wasn't until she joined the children of hell that the female half-demon could be regarded as "reforming in the true sense".But compared to her brother Damon, he joined the Children of Hell for the purpose of doing something big.A large part of the reason why Satana joined this group was that she blindly followed her brother.The other half is because she can't afford to mess with Merlin...
In short, this half-witch girl, as Merlin said, is not an ambitious person.But now, when faced with a very tricky matter, she rarely took the initiative to step forward.Satana wears a red hood and walks through the molten palace of the Malduk Hell.It was a huge black building, and the whole thing looked like a demon head nestled beneath the Hell Mountains.It has black steel horns pointing diagonally towards the sky, and it looks extremely magnificent against the backdrop of the ever-burning magma around it.Escorted by a group of demons, Satana came to the front of the palace, and she pursed her lips as she looked at the palace guarded by burning flames."
Brother, your dream...
I'll take care of it this time. ”The Daughter of Hell touched the bracelet on her wrist, her gaze becoming firm.In Marduk's palace, no one dared to stop Satana.Lord Marduk's "love" for his children has spread throughout the Hell Dimension.Even if Satana and Dimon teamed up to cheat their old father, Marduk never really punished them.But behind this almost "doting" feeling, what is hidden is the inevitable tragic life of the brothers and sisters of Hell Storm in the future.Both of them knew from birth that one day, their father would need their strength...
Freedom is just an illusion that never exists.A despicable lie.A who scratches her head but never gets her hands on.
Child.At least for Satana and Damon."
Ah, my daughter has come to see me."
On the terrace at the highest point of the palace, Marduk, the Lord of Hell, was standing on the edge of the terrace with his hands behind his back, the tall devil looking out over the world of hell that he ruled.His black, massive wings hung down like a cloak.He appears in human form, wearing a white robe.But the slightly hideous claws, and the swaying illusion of hell, still represent its noble status in hell."
Father."
Satana took off her hood, and she walked over to her old father, her eyes calm, even with a hint of hatred, just the right amount of disgust.Woman...
Even a woman who is no longer profligate is definitely a natural actor."
Why did you remember to come to see me?"
Marduk looked down at his daughter, who was also 3 meters tall in human form, and Satana stood beside him like a doll.There was a disgusting look of love on his face.He said to Satana: "Aren't you supposed to 'enjoy' life on earth?
”"I should have continued to enjoy it."
Satana closed her eyes, and she said impatiently, "But I heard the news that the Battle for the King of Hell had begun, so I rushed back...""
Okay, father, let's stop playing this drama of father's love and filial piety."
The rebellious daughter leaned her hands on the black railing of the terrace in front of her, and she did not look at her father, and she said in a very reckless tone: "Daemon and I both know that you have aspirations for the throne of Satan, and we also guess that our time is short, and we juniors will definitely have to fight before you old fellows start fighting for power." ”"I'm not going to talk nonsense."
Satana gritted her teeth and said, "I am willing to accept your recruitment and become the Demon King of Hell under your command, but I have one condition!"
”"Hehe, let me guess."
Marduk didn't seem surprised by his daughter's decision.He grabbed his chin with his paws, and he playfully said, "Your request is to let me let your brother go?"
Right?
”Satana stood there expressionless, as if she did not bother to answer the question, but Marduk sighed and said, "Alas, my poor silly girl. ”"Your brother has hardly ever come back to see me in all these years because of your mother's teachings, and he has made up his mind to part ways with me, and only you remain with me occasionally.""
You don't seem to care about anything, but Satana, my daughter, I know you better than anyone.""
In your half-demon body, there is still a heart that is more gentle than your brother."
The Lord of Hell pursed his lips: "A heart that is too gentle to belong to the devil, I would have guessed that you would make this choice." ”"Don't talk nonsense."
Satana snorted, she looked at her father disrespectfully, and she said, "You just say yes or no?"
”"Of course!"
Marduk laughed, and the Lorda of Hell reached out and stroked his daughter's long white hair, and he whispered, "How can I bear to refuse my lovely daughter?"
”"You go and rest first, the bloodline revival ritual takes time to prepare, and before that, I have one more thing to do, my daughter."
The Lord of Hell squinted slightly, looked at the sky, and said, "If you and I are lucky enough, you don't need to fight other princes and princesses of hell, you will inherit my glory and become the most noble princess in this dimension of hell." ”"That would be the most beautiful gift I could ever give to my daughter."
Satana's eyes blinked at this moment.Hehe.Her father's plan was perfect.Unfortunately, he chose a less reliable executor.Satana looked at her confident old father, and a hint of hatred and pleasure flashed in her eyes.Her adventure was worth it.The haughty and vicious old fellow who had imprisoned her and her brother for the first half of their lives did not know that they were being targeted by foraging ravens.He...
It's already a dead man!
————————— Popocatepetl volcano, expressionless night jackals hovering above scorching lava.Beside her, the Dark Wizard Nekorodamus, who had always prided himself as a "wise man", stood on a stone in the volcanic magma with his cane and hunched over his waist.The scorching wind ruffled the long hair of the scarred and wrinkled dark wizard, making it difficult for him to breathe.But he didn't want to miss the scene in front of him.There was a greedy light in his eyes.He had made a pact with the Lord of Hell, and if he broke the truce for Marduk and assassinated the archangel who came from heaven, his mission would be complete.He will receive the promised eternal life, and hell will no longer accept his soul.Death and old age will be gone from him, and with enough time, with the dark god book in his hand, a broad road to immortality is close at hand.Marduk will command his legions of hell on earth, but they won't stay here forever.After the demons recede, the world will usher in a new era, and Nekorodamus, the legend who single-handedly ended the old world...
It will also have its own era!
He will become a legend!
A big man who is famous in all worlds, maybe heaven won't let him go, but that's nothing.As long as the Dark Book is in his hands, this omniscient treasure will allow him to escape safely every time.To do big things, how can there be no risk?
How can you achieve something without sacrifice?
Nekorodamus was a crappy spellcaster, a lowest-ranking dark wizard, but he also understood it.Actually, this guy is not useless.His ambition, his guts, his execution, and his luck are far beyond 99% of the world's population.The sound of hammers pounding metal came from the center of the magma lake.The dwarf from Nidavelle was wielding a hammer and finishing the last thing to tinker with the weapon that Nekorodamus craved.Another low hammer sound sounded in the volcanic magma, along with the dwarf's cry of satisfaction.The dwarves of Nidavel, regardless of their temperament, are the most famous master forgers of the stars.They all put their energy into their work, and when a perfect weapon is made, it is definitely the most important and enjoyable moment in the lives of these dwarves.It's even happier than drinking the sweetest wine.Although Ragnar is a deviant, although he pursues the art of evil forging, and although he is banished by his compatriots, he is still a dwarf who loves to forge."
It's done!"
The massive dwarf threw the heavy hammer into the lava, and he took a few steps back, admiring the work that had been placed on the iron felt.The Dark Wizard also unleashed a shapeshifting charm, which appeared next to the giant iron felt under the arch of the night jackal.In front of the eyes of the three of them, on the iron felt, which still exudes high temperature and special magic, there is a strange thing placed there.This thing...
How so?
It's a little different from the swords, axes, and war hammers that are usually forged by blacksmiths.It is in the form of a streamlined cylinder as a whole.It's about the thickness of three adult arms.The whole body is silvery-white, and it shines like a frosted light in the halo of magma.It has four forged tails in the tail section, which are used to stabilize the trajectory during high-speed flight.At the tail of this thing, there are several injectors filled with high-energy propulsion fuel from Nidavile, far more than the rest of the world.Yes.This thing is a rocket.At least the shape is like this.Obscured by the white smoke of the shadows, the dark wizard caressed the forged weapon with a happy face.This is exactly what he designed to kill a deadly assassination from a great distance.This guy was an international arms dealer before he became a dark wizard.He has his own unique understanding of weapons."
Well, this thing is a little different from the weapons I usually forge."
The dwarf reached out and scratched at the smooth scalp, and he explained to the strange-eyed Night Jackal Lady, "The Asgardians also use such weapons, how to say, although they are far from knives and swords, but I have to admit that this thing is indeed much more lethal than a dagger." ”"You're just a blacksmith, you know a weapon!"
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Nekorodamous's fingers slid over the silver-white rocket, and he said with a look of disdain, "The sword has long been eliminated, and this weapon of both elegance and destruction is what I really want." ”"Archangel Slayer!"
The dark wizard smiled and said, "That's its name, and it will be etched into history with me!"
”"Okay."
The dwarf Regner shrugged his shoulders and said, "You are the boss, you have the final say, and you have paid the deposit, as you wish." ”He glanced at the sky, grabbed the wine glass he had thrown aside, and gulped down the hot wine that had been roasted in the lava, and said with a big grin, "When the work is done, give me the rest of the money and materials!"
”The dwarf said, "This place will soon be scorched by your audacity, and I will have to leave the earth on the nearest ship." ”"Give it to him."
The dark wizard had got his favorite weapon, and he didn't want to stay in this hellish place any longer.He placed his "Archangel Slayer" in the prepared magic container, then commanded his "servant" Night Jackal, and left the place with a shapeshifting charm.A heavy box was thrown out by the night jackal and smashed at the dwarf's feet.Regner rubbed his hands together and opened the box.It was filled with all sorts of precious gems and rare forging materials from the earth, and on top of those materials there were some well-prepared dollars.It's definitely useless for the dwarf to ask for money from Earth, he's going to get out of here.The money was used to buy a ticket for him at the M.I.B. starport black market."
Good, the deal is done."
The dwarves' eyes were glazed with the materials and gems.He picked up a ruby the size of a human fist, looked at it in front of him, and said, "That idiot is quite generous, and if he weren't so crazy, I'd have wanted to make a few more deals with him." ”Behind the dwarf, Razan the Night Jackal moved his shoulders and silently grasped his black ceremonial tomahawk.The power of Hades swirls around the strange blades of the tomahawk.The night jackal whispered, "You think he's crazy, right?"
”"Of course!"
The tall dwarf snorted, and he said, "Who would believe the devil's promise to destroy his world?"
That guy is a madman, a selfish man, and even if he managed to do it, hell wouldn't have spared his life. ”"yes, I think so too."
As if chatting, the night jackal said to the dwarf, "Speaking of which, I have a little suggestion for the place where you want to take refuge..."
Poof, the black tomahawk was like a foraging viper, piercing the heart of the unprepared dwarf from behind in the next moment.Blood spilled into the magma, splashing fishy gases.The dwarves roared and tried to fight back, but the night jackals had been prepared to summon the power of darkness like sneaky tentacles extending from beneath the lava.The tumbling darkness and bones bound Greiner in place."
Don't look at me like that, don't hate me, it's not a personal vendetta."
Before the dwarf's eyes, the night jackal raised her bloodstained battle axe, and she said with a blank face, "One of my elders admires your dark forging skills, and he is willing to offer you an eternal job. ”"Go to hell, Regner.""
Raven please!"
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