In the center of Muspelheim, there is a lava lake that has not solidified for thousands of years. It is called the Immortal Altar by the demons and is a holy place in the hearts of the demons.
Or hell!
In awe, no demon dares to approach, and this place has always been very deserted.
but……
Today it seems much livelier than usual here.
Two strange winds roared one after another, revealing the clones of the two hell lords Mephisto and Satanish.
"Hell Lord Mephisto/Satanish, please see the Demon King."
There was no sign of respect on the faces of the two hell lords, and they bowed their heads slightly towards the magma lake.
Hula~
There was a clear sound of a huge thing emerging from the lava lake, and a monster with flames burning all over its body, a horn on its head, and a giant sword in its hand stepped out of the lava lake.
This is none other than the fire giant Surtur, the ruler of Muspelheim who was "killed" by Odin 50 million years ago.
"Mephisto, Satanish, have you two gotten back the Book of Darkness?"
Surtur's voice was majestic, and the magma he carried rolled down to the ground, slowly solidifying, leaving behind a dark red and strange pattern.
Mephisto and Satanish looked at each other, and finally Satanish, who had participated in the entire battle for the Dark Book, took the initiative to explain:
"Lord Demon King, the Book of Darkness was originally brought back, but was finally snatched back by the Supreme Mage. For this reason, one of my clones died, and Lord Mephisto's beloved son, the Black-Hearted Demon, also unfortunately died."
"waste!"
"inability!"
Surtur did not listen to the explanation at all, became furious and shouted loudly,
"When Odin led his army into the demon world, I struggled with my body and my soul torn apart to hold off Odin's 50,000-strong army by myself. In the end, I deceived Odin by feigning death, so that you hell lords had a chance to survive."
"Now I need the Book of Darkness to restore my strength. How are you going to repay me and treat me like this?!"
"Lord Demon Emperor, calm down!"
Mephisto and Satanish both bowed their heads.
Mephisto did survive because of Surtur's protection. At that time, he was very grateful, admired and respected the Demon King.
I feel that the devil should be as heroic as Surtur, so that this life will not be wasted.
But the nature of the devil is fickle, evil, and ungrateful. Fifty million years have passed, and the original gratitude has long been worn away to nothing.
Fifty million years ago, Satanish was still a low-level little devil. He was lucky to survive under Asgard's army, but he would not ask Surtur for any favors.
Speaking of which, Surtur, who had a chance to survive by hiding his soul in the Immortal Altar, has now recovered to a level similar to that of a mid-level demon lord.
At least Mephisto and Satanish are not afraid at all, and Mephisto can even completely torture Surtur.
The two of them are willing to continue to honor Surtur as the Demon Emperor, and are willing to take the initiative to help Surtur go to Midgard to find the Dark Book.
One is because Surtur brought out treasures that were enough to make the two hell lords excited.
The second reason is that Surtur is willing to share the experience of being promoted to the Demon King with the Hell Lord who brought back the Dark Book.
The third reason is that there is someone more powerful than Surtur supporting Surtur.
Under the superposition of these three factors, none of the hell lords in the demon world dared to challenge Surtur, and could only obey orders like they did 50 million years ago.
Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.
The space on Surtur's right was suddenly filled with a layer of black, like smoke.
The black is getting thicker and thicker, as black as ink, and as vertical as a mirror.
Mephisto and Satanish lowered their heads when they saw this scene, and even the arrogant Surtur subconsciously restrained the flames on his body to show friendliness.
The ink-like mirror surface rippled gently, and the ripples spread to the entire mirror surface. The space suddenly began to twist and deform, and a huge face gradually emerged.
This face has two big eyes like lanterns, shining with purple light.
Except for the eyes, the other facial features of this strange face are difficult to distinguish clearly, especially the face, which spreads out like waves, making people have goosebumps all over their bodies.
"Dear Demon King Dormammu."
Mephisto and Satanish behaved respectfully this time, and the etiquette of low-level demons facing high-level demons was meticulous.
Seeing the two hell lords' attitudes becoming completely different, Surtur let out a snort mixed with anger and frustration from his nostrils.
Two streams of magma spurted out from his nostrils, and accidentally landed in front of the toes of the two hell lords. I don't know if it was intentional or not.
A terrifying kind smile appeared on Dormammu's face, and he said angrily:
"Surtur, why are you so angry?"
"The Book of Darkness was brought back to the Demon Realm by these two losers, and was snatched away by others. Humph!"
After saying that, two more streams of magma spurted out.
Upon hearing this, Dormammu turned his terrifying giant head towards Mephisto and Satanish.
So Satanish quickly repeated the explanation he had just given to Surtur again, but this time it was too detailed.
Specifically, one sentence of explanation turned into ten sentences by Dormammu, and Satanish's attitude of bullying the weak and fearing the strong was clearly revealed.
After listening to Satanish's words, the flowing waves on Dormammu's face calmed down, and the waves on his forehead began to surge, and his brows became high and furrowed.
He kept mumbling to himself:
"Supreme Mage!"
"Agamotto, the Five Pure Ones,..., Master Xianding, Ancient One!"
"These people deserve to die!"
Dormammu's voice was so low that even Surtur couldn't hear clearly what he was mumbling, and he cast a suspicious look.
Dormammu's forehead gradually fell back, and the waves on his face reappeared:
"Surtur, I know the Ancient One. She is the contemporary Supreme Mage. With the many magic weapons left by the Supreme Mage lineage, she can firmly keep me out of Midgard."
"It's just a clone of the Hell Lord and a clone of the Demon King, along with some cannon fodder demons. It makes sense that he can't get back the Book of Darkness."
"It doesn't make any sense for you to be angry with them."
Hearing this, Mephisto and Satanish looked like they were burdened. As long as Dormammu didn't hold them accountable, their lives would be saved.
The hierarchy among demons is so clear.
Surtur was at the same level as Dormammu when he was in his prime, but now that he is extremely weak, he naturally needs to respect Dormammu's opinion.
He suppressed his anger and shouted:
"You two losers, why are you still here? Why don't you get out of here!?"
Mephisto and Satanish were not angry at all, but they were happy in their hearts and disappeared without a trace.
Surtur slowly turned around and walked back to the Altar of Endlessness, lay down in the lava lake and took a bath, and said angrily:
"Damn Odin, he stole my treasure Eternal Fire 50 million years ago. Otherwise, with the help of the sacred object of the fire giant family, I could be reborn from the fire casually."
"I hate it!"
Dormammu waited patiently for Surtur, who had already lost his mind due to his damaged soul, to vent his anger before he approached.
Dormammu's heart moved slightly, and he shrank in size, turning into a humanoid creature wearing a black robe and a hood that could not be seen clearly, floating on the magma lake.
"Surtur, don't be discouraged yet. You still have hope to get back the Dark God Book and use it to restore the Demon King's strength."
Dormammu's voice in human form was a bit sharp, like the sound of fingernails scratching in the darkness.
Surtur slapped the magma lake casually, making bursts of noise:
"The Book of Darkness has been collected by the Supreme Mage. Odin's remaining power is still there. None of these demon lords dare to enter Midgard in their true form. What else can I use to snatch it?"
"No need to rob, just look for it again." Dormammu said.
Surtur stopped making noise: "What do you mean?"
"Actually, the Dark God's Book found this time is just a few of the Sithorn scrolls, and it is only a certain volume in the Dark God's Book series."
Dormammu explained,
"There are many Sithorn scrolls left by Sithorn, the god of the underworld. As far as I know, there are as many as five volumes of the dark book bound into it."
"Sithorn disappeared in Midgard back then, and those dark books are probably still buried in some ruins in Midgard."
Surtur shook his big head and stood up suddenly:
"Then what should I do?"
"Send more low-level demons to sneak into Midgard to lurk, develop new maps, and slowly search for..."
Dormammu slowly revealed his plan.
After a while, Surtur's heartless laughter rang out from the Immortal Altar.