Chapter 1372 The exiled Lord of Hell, everything about Mr. Olivier.
Mr. Olivier's dinner.
The invited guest is Mo Lun from the heir family, and according to what he said...
It was not that Mr. Olivier deliberately targeted Morlun.
on the contrary……
Morlun broke into this world and everything that belonged to Mr. Olivier.
The interdimensional stalker has entered a hunting ground that does not belong to him.
So……
If you are a guest at the host's house, of course you must obey him.
"Ai Apak."
Seeing the Spider God being served as the main meal at a dinner that was destined to be unusual.
Morlun sat on the other side covered with a white tablecloth.
in this way.
In the great web fashioned by the weaver, even the fate of the spider occupies a mythical part.
The beheader from ancient mythology.
Over the course of a long period of time, the cruel god used humans as sacrifices.
Became a lamb to be slaughtered.
Ai Apak obviously maintained a clear will, but was completely unable to struggle.
Comes from the power of Mr. Olivier.
Those mixed energy flows of dark magic firmly trapped it on the dining table.
This is cuisine based on the freshest ingredients.
yes……
A truly luxurious meal that can reach the level of sashimi, the Spider God ended up like this.
It can be said that...
Mr. Olivier's attitude towards Morlun's arrival, or towards the successor family.
This can already be regarded as an extraordinarily preferential treatment.
However……
Just like Ai Apak on the dining table, Morlun did not see the delicious surprise.
The feedback from the power of totem is so strong.
But no amount of hunger or delicious food could stop the doubts in his heart.
Lord of Hell!
Just meeting Mr. Olivier made me think of this part of the blank.
So……
This is enough to easily control the Spider God and easily know the arrival of the successor family.
He has the whole world as his territory...what kind of plan does he have?!
The more I am treated so kindly.
The more I am able to attend Mr. Olivier's dinner with such grandeur and honor.
It all went beyond spider hunting expectations.
Molun began to think endlessly in his heart. This was even more terrifying than the stranger with three eyes.
after all……
The unknown spider totem experienced before the empty nest world.
Even in the face of the failure of the space invasion, strangers continue to fight back.
The brothers and sisters of the heir family are just resurrected from death to death.
die……
It will never be a shackle that traps the heir family.
But...
If you face a result more terrible than death, then things will be completely wrong.
At this moment.
Even Morlun is sitting at the dining table, waiting to enjoy the meal as a guest.
However.
What is the difference between him and Ai Apak at the dinner table?!
"The field is the world."
“The good seed are the children of the kingdom of heaven, and the tares are the children of the evil one.”
Mr. Olivier is sitting in the master's seat, and Mr. Stalker is standing behind him.
It can be seen...
At this banquet, Mr. Hunter is still not qualified to sit on it.
after all……
To put it nicely, Mr. Olivier is Mr. Stalker’s boss.
actually……
It should be a relationship between the superior and the inferior, a lord versus his servants, a real devil versus the family he raises.
Inhuman world...
These aren't the superheroes and supervillains Morlun has been best at dealing with in the past.
Be more ruthless!
He is the hottest headline in New York and the most popular superhero Iron Man in this world.
A completely unimaginable world.
Candles were lit on the dining table, and Mo Lun could feel the sacred aura.
There is only heaven.
It is a blessing oil that can only be used by saints.
But……
Now it has become the light on the devil's table. Isn't this the greatest ridicule?
“The enemy who sows tares is the devil, and the time of harvest is the end of the world.”
"And the messengers of the harvest are angels."
The pale skull face praised the Gospel of Matthew in a skilled tone.
However……
Another piece of dinner for Mr. Hunt's left-handed layup.
It's an angel!
The meal that Morlun faced was the spider god, and Mr. Olivier was skilled in tasting the divine.
This scene is really too shocking.
Mr. Olivier is like a bat, with even more angular wings spread out.
The next moment.
The white and pure angel wings completely fell from the mortal world.
Morlun didn't even know who this angel was, he must have a guardian name.
But it doesn't matter now.
Just like...
Ai Apak, the Spider God, is like a piece of bread and a glass of beer.
Don't care at all.
No one remembers how many pieces of bread they have eaten, right?!
suck!
Morlun no longer suppresses the power of his totem.
The purple light bloomed from his eyes and penetrated into Ai Apak's pupils.
No fighting, no roaring.
This should be the easiest hunting experience for the Spider God.
in past hunts.
Morlun obviously prefers all kinds of Spider-Man, he is not Damons.
For this kind of spider god who can fight and has strong combat power.
No interest.
But……
Just like a spicy special dish, this mouthful of divine taste is really strong.
"ah……"
Morlun let out a long breath.
A cyclone of life force full of evil colors was reverberating around him.
This scene.
Even Mr. Stalker couldn't help but be stunned.
really……
To be Mr. Olivier's guest is indeed no ordinary role.
"Mr. Morlun."
"That's why I like to invite you as a guest. Your appreciation of food surprises me."
Mr. Olivier caught the blond poor thing.
Perhaps he has a different position in heaven and has a reward from the Lord.
But...
Now everything is about to disappear.
because……
Mr. Olivier sucked hard with his skull-like jaw...
Rumble.
The fierce fire suddenly lit up the angel.
No!
This is not a big disaster.
Not even the white tablecloth on the dining table was scorched.
The angel that was supposed to be holy and flawless turned into a skeleton at this moment.
Yes……
It is a sign of punishment.
Morlun saw with his own eyes the spider that bit Peter Parker in this world.
Skeleton look!
The sacred power swept by the flames became Mr. Olivier's supplement.
“Taste of chicken.”
"I always thought it was like roasting a turkey, that's what Christmas and angels are all about."
Such evaluation...
This is the divine power that Mr. Olivier likes to quote most. How depraved!
That posture...
He is obviously a devil, but he enjoys the incomplete wings of the sacred Mr. Olivier.
How similar they are to the angel wings that have now turned into skeletons!
"Mr. Olivier."
"No matter why you invited me here, I want to know more."
Morlun felt perfect.
Compared with the snacks I tasted before, it is the warrior totem of Wakanda.
Spider God has enough weight.
Now.
The power of the totem is already so full, just for such a sumptuous meal.
Let’s hear what Mr. Olivier is going to do?!
Since I can't resist.
Then...
Please do as you please.
"You're anxious again."
"The moment you saw me again, Mr. Morlun, what went through your mind?!"
Mr. Olivier threw away the residue nonchalantly.
Finally, we started talking about business.
"Hell Lord!"
Mo Lun told this truth without any concealment.
"The Heir family has always controlled the weaving world, and we own the fate of all spiders."
"But……"
"There is a gap in destiny, which even interferes with our memory."
"But the moment I saw you... I was filled with joy."
right.
What Morlun said is the truth, at least part of it.
"That's right, that's right."
Mr. Olivier showed an exaggerated expression, making his skull face even paler.
"Lord of Hell!"
"Mr. Morlun, you have been hunting in the multiverse for too long."
"I have a few names, I wonder if you still remember them?!"
Mr. Olivier was in no rush to tell his truth.
on the contrary……
He once again asked Mo Lun a few questions.
for example……
"Asmodeus."
"The great devil who is good at conquering and fighting in hell, his legend..."
There is no need for Mr. Olivier to finish.
Regarding the blank part of Mo Lun's memory, some vague pictures appeared.
But……
This is not clearly shown.
"ah……"
"What is the existence of Satanish? Legend has it that it is a time ghost located in history."
Mr. Olivier seems to be caught up in memories of the past.
He spoke speciously while sipping the sacred wine.
Coming...
For Molun, the impact of memory has become greater, and the concept of hell lord is increasing...
Or rather.
The knowledge of hell that should have been forgotten is being retrieved from destiny.
"Maybe I should mention one of the most annoying guys."
"Satan..."
"Marduk Curios, no one in hell will always claim to be Satan."
"Mr. Morlun will never forget such a stupid guy."
Following Mr. Olivier's words, Morlun's satisfaction from just tasting the Spider God gradually disappeared.
I'm sweating...
The deep magic contained in these words is impacting his tangled memory.
Three-headed dragon.
The Satanic Demon King who should have spread in the real dimension and hell.
It seems like he wants to get out of trouble.
But...
All of this is so blurry, and the details are completely unclear.
"You forgot."
"The hunter family that travels across the multiverse is in charge of the fate of such an important spider."
"It can make you all forget everything about hell."
"Ah hahaha, you bastards have done a very big thing in hell."
Mr. Olivier smiled with a smile that could be described as crazy, matching his pale skull face.
Even Morlun was frightened.
"Lucifer..."
"The miserable fellow who fell from heaven, the judge of eternal sin."
"So you won't remember it either."
That’s right!
Even Lucifer, who is linked to heaven, has such a direct name that it becomes vague.
Mo Lun himself felt incredible.
And there was anger in Mr. Olivier's wild laughter, that kind of extremely strong hatred.
It is absolutely impossible to cover it up...
"They turned their backs on me."
"No matter what universe they were in, what kind of ritual they performed, they accomplished all of this."
"I don't allow it."
"My revenge, my war, my punishment will never be allowed."
boom……
Right in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, the scenery of Manhattan outside is reflected.
It was like the sky clouds changing color.
In Mo Lun's field of vision, the place he passed became dark red and silent, and only the terrifying thunder struck down like a blazing fire.
"you……"
Morlun may not be able to maintain the dignity of his noble guests.
That's...
He had a hunch that he was involved in some big problem involving the multiverse.
"I'm Olivier."
This announcement is so sacred and solemn.
That's right...
Just like this, a devil, an absolutely terrifying skeleton devil, actually manifested itself better than an angel.
Just like on this dining table, the poor angel with the mission of guardianship is even more sacred.
How could it be...
"I was once an archangel, and even more so, the king of angels."
"The kind and loving Lord was once the greatest blessing, and Lucifer once fought alongside me."
"I am the supreme power of the only war in heaven!"
No lies.
The sacred aura that had been covered by the dark red color almost overwhelmingly broke through all the dark forces.
In the perception of Morlun's totem power, what happened was too intense.
"Lucifer has fallen."
"And I and more other angels actually went to hell together."
"Ahahaha... Heaven has abandoned me, but the same is true for hell."
More pictures appeared in Molun's blank memory.
yes……
Everything that belonged to Olivier.
In the lost kingdom, in the scorched earth of purgatory of eternal sinking, Olivier has his own kingdom.
He has his own little slice of hell.
once……
In heaven, he is the only and greatest master of war, and now in hell, he must continue to expand its boundaries.
in this way……
"Not even hell can tolerate me."
"Asmodeus is just a reckless man, Satanish is as stupid as a pig."
"What is Lucifer..."
"Marduk Kurios has never been looked down upon by me, even... Mephisto!"
Snap!
Like a terrible thunder in the plains.
The scarlet devil's shadow appeared in Molun's mind, just like what happened in the empty nest world.
a certain taboo.
A name that must never be mentioned, an existence that must never be touched.
Suddenly it popped into my mind.
blank……
The most important piece that shouldn't be filled the most was shoehorned in without any rhetoric.
Buzz…
Mo Lun felt like the world was spinning, and everything around him was in a daze due to the violent impact.
"Ah ha ha ha."
"Holy, holy, who knows this word better than me?!"
"Their pathetic desire to escape hell, while my ambition is to master it all."
Mr. Olivier tells it all.
That's right...
This is the biggest difference between him and other lords.
What he desires is to master all the vast hells. What he wants is the true lord of hell.
instead of...
Desperately trying to escape.
to this end……
Mr. Olivier suffered a second exile, after being expelled from heaven.
He was exiled to hell again.
that is……
The pitiful appearance that appears in this world now, and his hatred for the lords of hell!
originally……
This kind of exile is destined to be permanent, but something happened in hell.
Mr. Olivier is making a comeback!
"revenge!"
"punish!"
"War!" (End of Chapter)
This chapter has been completed!