"Even by the standards of Chaos Purgatory, it's definitely crazy enough!"
"Xuewu, this idea of yours is absolutely terrible!"
"Didn't you see the pile of corpses half as high as the city wall next to the Gate of Hell?"
Xuewu's suggestion caused a crowd of dark-gold demons to explode instantly. They looked frightened but carefully expressed their doubts in a low voice, as if they were afraid of being heard by the "crazy butcher" in their mouths.
In fact, it's no wonder that this is the case. Even Xuewu himself couldn't help but feel frightened just now when he mentioned this suggestion.
Apart from the three demon gods, this guy is the only one left in the entire hell who can make the half-dead soul fear him just by mentioning his existence.
And even if the Three Demon Gods want to kill a certain subordinate, they will at least find a high-sounding reason, even if they make up one.
But this one... never had any reason to wield a knife.
Its killing is as easy as slashing through the air with a knife, without even the slightest hint of fireworks...
There are even times when this guy will attack his master, the King of Fear Diablo, without any warning. Although each time the result is to be beaten up and thrown out of the Hall of Fear, but Diablo
But it never really got rid of it.
The reason is that it's crazy enough.
You know, Diavolo is the source of terror, and terror breeds despair, and despair breeds madness.
This guy who represents "despair" is actually another extreme existence created by Diavolo based on his own source of power.
It definitely has the power to challenge any demon king in Chaos Purgatory.
Precisely because of its extreme madness and powerful power, no one in the entire Chaos Purgatory wants to get close to it.
Therefore, Xuewu's proposal was resisted and questioned by all other dark gold demons.
The Blood Crow itself knows this in its heart. It has long been prepared to be questioned, but if they want to continue to live, this may be their only chance.
So it did not give up, but continued to speak expressionlessly: "You are afraid of it because you are afraid of death, but when the enemy troops outside the city attack the city, we will also die.
Since dying early or dying late is a dead end, why don’t you want to survive in death and find a way out of one dead end to another dead end?”
Xuewu's calm words slowly fell to the ground, and the demon leaders in the command room fell into silence again.
Its words are very straightforward and clear, but although dying early and dying late are all deaths, no one would choose to be the one who "dies early".
After all, ants can still survive, let alone these long-lived dark gold demons?
The longer you live, the more you fear death. This sentence also applies to demons.
A few of the Evil Contractors in the corner seemed to be in a commotion, but they soon calmed down.
Warlord Shank glanced around, and all the dark gold demons that looked at him lowered their heads, obviously not wanting to be the one who stood out.
"Does anyone deny Xuewu's suggestion?"
There was silence in the command room. All the dark gold leader demons seemed to be expressing their condolences to someone, with their heads lowered and studying the floor carefully.
The rumbling sound of cannons outside and the "buzzing" swaying sound of the Blood Demon Barrier made the atmosphere become more and more mysterious, and all the dark gold demons began to make their own little calculations in their hearts.
"Then, is there anyone... willing to take the initiative to complete this mission?"
Shank spoke again, with a calm expression on his face and a cold light in his hazy eyes, as if he had already guessed the outcome of something.
Sure enough, there was a deathly silence in the entire hall, and all the dark gold demons and evil contracters below seemed to have turned into stone sculptures in an instant, standing there motionless.
Even Xuewu who made the suggestion closed his mouth and retreated silently.
There is no "spirit of sacrifice" in Chaos Purgatory, and the practice of sacrificing the individual to fulfill the greater self can only be called "stupid" there.
Shank sighed, and for the first time he began to hate those damn rules in purgatory.
In the past, when faced with this kind of near-death mission, they were basically assigned by the Demon King or a more powerful commander.
Absolutely no demon would be "stupid" and voluntarily show any "dedication".
But now, although it is nominally the defense commander of Purgatory Fortress, its strength and prestige are not enough to command other dark gold demons to complete such tasks.
If we force the apportionment as before, it will definitely cause a mutiny.
So facing this situation, Shank had no choice but to shake his ugly head and prepare to pass over this proposal while thinking of other solutions.
Just when all the demons in the command room were wondering how to continue this combat meeting, one of the legendary evil contracters who had been huddled in the corner of the command room suddenly stood up.
He lifted the hood covering his head, revealing a big bald head covered with mysterious carvings. He raised his face and looked at Shank and said, "Sir, let me try it."
The unexpected statement of this legendary evil contracter caused an uproar among the demons in the command room. They all turned their heads to look at this reckless guy, wanting to see which idiot dared to take over this guy because he thought he had enough life.
This is an almost lifeless task.
Shank was also a little surprised and took a serious look at the face of the Evil Contractor. It wasn't until he saw the conspicuous lines between his eyebrows that a look of sudden realization appeared on his face.
"Are you from the Spencer family?"
"Yes, Your Excellency."
"...I see, do you want to use this to help your family regain its position in hell?"
"..." The bald man was silent for a moment and did not open his mouth to answer.
"But this is not the domain of the King of Hatred. It will not see your efforts."
"The King of Hatred has abandoned my family, and it will no longer welcome us..."
"...I understand." A ferocious and ugly smile appeared on Shank's face. It nodded and continued to him: "Since this is what you asked for, I agree to your request."
"Go ahead, if you can succeed, the other colleagues here will speak well of your family in front of the other two demon gods..."
Saying this, Shank glanced around the command room with a menacing look.
Although its prestige and power are not enough to force other dark gold demons to complete high-risk tasks, I believe that other guys would still be willing to sell favors to it for such a thing.
Shank's glance put a lot of pressure on the other demons. They all agreed to the request of the Spencer family's evil consort, and promised that if they could successfully return to purgatory, they would help him and his family speak kindly to their masters.
.
"Then, I'm going. Excellencies, please remember your promise."
The bald man nodded, glanced meaningfully at the other legendary evil contracters behind him, then opened the tent door without looking back and walked out.
After he left, the command room fell into silence again.
The group of Legendary Evil Contractors nestled in the corner lowered their heads, their eyes flickering, wondering what they were thinking...(To be continued)