The fourth king, Viscount Samael, led his army to snake out of a door. Behind Viscount Samael was the huge Medusa army.
Ms. Mostima flapped her beautiful wings and slowly floated out from the giant door on the other side.
Unless there is a stable space channel, generally speaking, space magic cannot teleport too many people at the same time, let alone an army.
But now this "normal situation" was forcibly broken before the terrifying power of the princes. Four huge space gates appeared behind the army of Iros, and the armies of the first prince and the fourth prince stepped on
On the land of Nessus, the seventh hell.
"It's spectacular," Hell Will said, "Isn't it?"
Hell Will said: "The princes know this very well, so if the princes do not gain an advantage in strength, then they will never have a coup.
In fact, even after they had a fourth member, the coup did not happen immediately. The princes began to prepare for this coup about two thousand years ago.
But something happened twenty years ago, something that I still don’t know very well. Maybe the princes got something, or maybe some key people joined them, which made the princes’
The movement speeded up greatly, and I had to take action at this time."
"Is there something that even His Majesty the Will of Hell doesn't know about?"
"Iros, there is no need to put on such a shocked expression," Hell Will shook his head and said, "Hell is so dark and deep, even if I am Hell Will. But you still have to know that this is hell.
There are countless crimes and countless conspiracies happening every day in the world. It is impossible for me to know everything.
But now, it doesn’t matter anymore. The devils who opposed me have drawn out their knives. The conspiracy has lost its concealment in the night. The dagger that should have stabbed me in the back is now in front of me. Fourth place
The rebel is indeed Mostima."
In the distance, Mastima disappeared from the place with just a flash, and then appeared again in the sky. Mastima, wearing black gauze, came to the front of Hell Will and Iros.
Immediately afterwards, Viscount Samael, Overlord Belial and Lord Azazel all appeared in the sky, and the four kings formed a square, surrounding Iros and the Will of Hell.
"Is there anything else you want to say?"
Mostima didn't even look at Iros. She smiled and asked the will of hell:
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"Your Majesty, the great will of hell, I didn't expect to meet in this situation. At this time, do you still have any regrets?"
"No," Hell Will said, "It's not an unexpected encounter. I've expected this day for a long time. But so what if I have doubts about you? It's just doubts."
"You cannot make a judgment without clear evidence," Mastima said with a sneer: "Especially the will of hell and the kings of other levels must be more cautious. These are rules, rules, rules.
"Mostima sighed and said: "This is your weakness, the great hell will. You always abide by the rules, but we have the courage and strength to break them. The new rules will be made by us.
Compose.”
"Oh? You?" Hell Will shook his head and laughed, it was a sarcastic smile, "You are not the whole, you know, besides, why do you say you can break the rules?"
"Of course I'll kill you!" Mostima said with a ferocious smile, "Again!"
"Oh? Do you think this will be useful?" Hell Will chuckled and shook his head and said: "I have known about your conspiracy for a long time, and I am also very aware of your little conspiracy in Grand Peri, but I still went, you
Do you know why?"
"Is it? Is it because we can't really hurt you?"
Viscount Samael's face was full of horror, but then he shook his head fiercely and said:
"No, this is impossible. Even the gods will be greatly injured after their clones are killed. This is the law of the multiverse. It is impossible for you not to be injured!"
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"But I am not a god." Hell Will said calmly:
"I am the will of hell, hell is immortal, and I am immortal!"
Upon hearing such words, both Viscount Samael and Lord Azazel's expressions became heavy.
Overlord Belial's face was hidden in the white frost mist protruding from his head armor, so Iros could not see the look of the fifth prince. Among the four rebellious princes, only the first prince Moss was the only one.
The corners of Tima's mouth were still slightly raised, and the smile was full of unbridled sarcasm.
Lord Azazel had no doubts about the words of Hell's Will. In fact, he had always felt that Hell's Will had been prepared for it, but he was unwilling to think too much about it because such a future would be too cruel.
The Will of Hell has long known about their conspiracy. He also knew that if he went to Grand Peri, he would be plotted or even killed, but he still went there without any care, without even increasing his defense. This shows that
What?
This shows that he doesn’t care about the will of hell!
Yes, for gods and other powerful beings, killing his clone can cause great harm to them, but as Hell Will said, he is not an ordinary god, nor is he a powerful being that can be seen everywhere
, he is the will of hell!
The unique will of hell in the multiverse!
If what Hell Will said is true, it seems from his behavior that he is not lying.
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Then even if the great kings killed the clone of Hell's Will, they would not be able to cause any substantial harm to him. Lord Azazel had long heard that the true form of Hell's Will was hidden in a hidden deep trench in the Seventh Hell.
among.
Isn't it possible to eliminate him without destroying the true form of Hell's Will?
But without occupying the seventh level of hell, you cannot search for the true form of the will of hell, and without defeating the will of hell, you cannot occupy the seventh level of hell.
Lord Azazel seemed to be trapped in a terrible death loop.
An unkillable hell will, this is such a despairing existence.
But now Mostima only feels funny. She enjoys the fear of other princes and shows her ridicule without concealment.
But Mastima also knows very well that if it weren't for that person, if she didn't know the deepest secrets of hell, then Mastima might be as confused, scared, and even fearful as others.
Facing an indestructible will of hell, even the gods of light would feel fear if they gathered here!
What could be more despairing than facing a powerful enemy that cannot be defeated!