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Chapter 221: The proudest


Beses turned around and smiled honestly: "W-what's the matter?"

Under everyone's slightly curious and surprised gazes, Reger tried his best to plead and said: "The manager's craftsmanship is really superb and unparalleled today.

The dishes he cooks will definitely satisfy Lord Beelzebub."

"That, of course."

Bieses was very happy after hearing this, his chubby face slightly raised with pride.

Only then did Regel express his thoughts: "Can you make a new dish and get Satan Beelzebub to agree to help Gordon stabilize his soul in his body?"

Now I suddenly realized, yes, this is also a method, all roads lead to Rome, as long as it works, anyone can ask for it.

"This, this."

Beses turned the empty pot in his hand and placed it on the stove.

He wiped the skirt around his waist with his hands and seemed to be thinking about it.

After facing Regel, he said: "This, this is no problem, but, what do you give me?"

In the underworld, everything is paid, including Satan, the devil, and the steward.

The devil and Satan have not been summoned yet, so it is easy to discuss.

Regeer asked: "Then what do you want?"

It was clear that Beses had what he wanted.

He said, "You, your body."

"What?"

Regel was stunned.

Beses smiled and said: "I, I am not good-looking, but you, yours is very good.

I want to trade with you."

Bieses is indeed not good-looking.

He is short, fat, and has thin hair.

No matter whether he is in his twenties or in his forties or fifties, he looks good at no time.

And Regel is unusually tall, with well-proportioned muscles, flat shoulders, thin waist, and long legs.

Except for Sneijder's body of God, I have never seen anyone better than him so far.

Sneijder is not pretending to be God.

Even if Mammon is reluctant to part with him, there is no shortage of fresh corpses in the underworld.

It is not difficult for Satan to change his body.

Cheng Qianxun asked strangely: "Why don't you let Satan Beelzebub Or other Satans can change it for you.”

"Because, because" Beeses' stuttering was really worrying.

"Let me tell you."

Mathais who was standing by could not wait any longer and said with a smile: "As a steward, our souls already belong to Satan.

We will be whatever the master wants us to be."

Beeses's skill was cooking.

Satan Beelzebub thought that Beeses' appearance didn't matter, so he kept it as it was.

Cooking a good meal was his job.

Because of his responsibilities, he cannot ask for his own things just because he is good at burning.

He can only ask for others.

If Beses wants to change his appearance, it will only work if there is a mortal willing to exchange with him, and his magic power is very small and he can only burn.

Rice, but which handsome guy is willing to exchange bodies with him for a meal?

If you get this right, he can help you ask Satan and get Satan to agree to help you. " If Satan agrees, Regel will lose his body and turn into a short, fat cook.

Regel hesitated for a moment, then immediately shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't do it."

"Hehe, no, it doesn't matter."

As soon as Beses heard this, he turned around and continued to cook, as if he was not embarrassed that Regel had not agreed to the exchange terms.

This manager is okay, but if he summons Satan and fails to meet Satan's requirements or satisfy Satan, it won't be as easy as now.

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Reger continued to eat the steak with his head down.

The atmosphere was very quiet at this time.

No one said anything, but they also lowered their heads and started eating.

After Regel took a bite, he apologized and said softly to Gordon, "Isn't that right?"

"No need."

Gordon used a fork to pierce the sweet peas little by little and said calmly: "You don't owe me anything.

If it were me, I wouldn't be able to do it.

It's not worth it to pay for a dead man."

After experiencing so much, everyone has become very practical.

Don't say Regel is selfish.

After all, teammates are teammates, not close relatives.

After weighing the situation, no one here can accept such conditions.

Cheng Qianxun stretched out her hand, held Gordon's arm encouragingly, and said softly with a smile: "There will be a way."

She is not a person who likes to touch other people's bodies, but doing so can give Gordon more of comfort and hope.

Sure enough, the corners of Gordon's mouth raised slightly, but he still spoke very matter-of-factly, with a hint of casual sadness: "I am very satisfied to be able to sit here and eat."

"There will be another meal, I promise."

Cheng Qianxun smiled and let go of his hand, and then randomly found a topic: "Lance, Malen, what are the three major themes you have experienced?"

After dinner, the other men met to go to the room to exercise together, but Cheng Qianxun said he still wanted to rest and returned to his room.

Those are all elites, each with a better body than the last.

Ordinary Marines in full gear can run for 5 kilometers in less than 20 minutes while carrying 20 kilograms, while Mullen carried 40 kilograms, which was almost her weight.

Don't embarrass yourself, she is just like this anyway, there is no way to save her.

I also know what Rudolph thinks.

By exercising together, I can know each other's strengths and also see the weaknesses.

If you are a teammate, that is great, but if you become an opponent, you will know how to play.

This is cruel, but there is nothing you can do about it.

Back in the room, Cheng Qianxun changed all the furnishings, moved the bookshelf to the middle position, and started flipping through the pages.

Combining everything she heard and experienced, she was thinking about how to find a breakthrough.

Page after page of exquisite illustrations, even the hair is depicted, and the painful expressions of the characters on it show that if Satan is summoned, they must come up with something that satisfies them, otherwise pray for better luck, don't piss them off.

Here, you can only pray for yourself and luck.

There is no trace of those gods, so don't expect them to save you.

When I turned to the last page, I came to the Lucifer page again.

There is no illustration on the left.

The top is a religious icon with an inverted five-star with a sheep's head in the middle and an inverted cross.

Below is a large section of what Lucifer said.

The page on the right describes how to summon Lucifer.

"Think about who to call."

The familiar voice appeared again.

Cheng Qianxun turned her head, and the black-winged angel was right next to her, suddenly appearing, leaving her stunned for a moment.

Every time I see him, his original nobility, mystery, authority and depth make people surrender and fascinated.

After a while, she came back to her senses and laughed.

I just happened to have a question: "On this page is written what Lucifer said.

Did he really say this?"

The black-winged angel shrunk in size and was still two meters tall.

He wore a black robe and a hat hung low.

He looked at the page and said in a magnetic and deep voice: "I told you."

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After thinking for a while, Cheng Qianxun took a deep breath and said with certainty: "Then it's him.

I'm going to summon Lucifer, the King of Hades."

The black-winged angel did not speak, and still maintained his original posture, without revealing any emotions or hints.

"Am I crazy?

But this is my decision after thinking about it."

Cheng Qianxun felt that he didn't speak or disappear, just waiting for her to say, so he poured out all his thoughts: "I can't understand this.

But his teammates translated that when all the angels regarded humans as ants, he was the only one who saw the good side of humans and helped humans, but humans were ungrateful and even wanted him to die to gain the power of angels.”

She smiled confidently: "Other Satans, even the General Manager, have to get anything before they are willing to help.

He is the only one who has selflessly helped humans.

If he is still the same person as before, then he might help me."

The black-winged angel finally spoke and asked slowly: "Maybe he will give you something in exchange, your soul."

"I will not sell my soul."

Of course Cheng Qianxun had thought about it, and she replied: "I try to be a good person, but I am just a mortal, not a saint."

When dealing with the realistic Satan, you cannot be emotional, otherwise Satan will definitely satisfy your desire to be a hero and make your life worse than death.

But you can't give nothing and just hope to get something.

Everything has to pay a price.

She said seriously and solemnly: "Lucifer is Pluto.

He is proud, and everything he owns is enough to make him proud.

Because of my pride, I made a mistake and resurrected the undead, but I couldn't see him die, so I went Pray to Lucifer.”

This corresponds to the theme, and then the conditions are exchanged.

She is a little helpless, but this is all she says: "I only have my soul.

Apart from that, there is nothing more valuable.

If Lucifer can help me, I will Vow to worship Him with your soul as your heavenly Father, and to love Him with a soul that will never betray you.”

Her soul is not even necessary for Satan, maybe the devil is slightly interested; if it is never sold, such a soul may be different.

Satan will be curious.

What kind of soul will it be if it is never betrayed?

In fact, she does not know, but only the unknown can make people expect it.

The "Forever Love" black-winged angel seemed a little confused, or asked: "What if I ask you to kill someone?"

"I won't kill, I didn't sell my soul."

Cheng Qianxun replied simply: "Ask me to hurt others, even small animals, as long as I am not forced by circumstances, I will not do it.

I heard that God I think it's ridiculous to ask people to sacrifice their sons to test their loyalty.

Since God is omnipotent, why would he need to test it?

That would be a sign of guilty conscience.

Lucifer would definitely not do it.

He is proud."

If God is guilty and Lucifer is ashamed to do so, then he himself is higher than God.

If Lucifer is merciful, then he will not harm innocent humans, even if humans are so humble and insignificant; just like merciful People would not crush an ant on purpose.

The black-winged angel never turned his head to look at her.

At this time, he slowly raised his hand and rested it on the lines of gold-embedded words.

After a while, he slowly said: "Your sophistry is becoming more and more like Satan."

Cheng Qianxun laughed, but before he could respond, the black-winged angel disappeared again.

It faded and disappeared right in front of my eyes.

Now I am worried, what does Black Winged Angel mean?

Do you support it or not?

Regardless, she used her mind to levitate the bookshelf and pushed it out with her fingers.

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"How can I help you?"

the waiter waiting outside the door asked politely.

"I want to find other teammates, which room are they in?"

Cheng Qianxun asked.

"Here, please allow me to knock on the door."

After receiving a positive answer, the waiter knocked on the door opposite with his gloved hand. rs Fastest update please

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