In fact, William didn't need to think too much, he knew there was something wrong here, but it wouldn't be a waste to hear it first.
Mephisto suppressed his excitement and said calmly, "Just bet on the space bridge?"
"Then you should continue to dream."
William refused without thinking, "You demons can't enter and leave the earth at will. The world has already fallen into this state. Do you think I will destroy my world with my own hands?"
"Don't you want to hear what my bet is?"
"Forget it," William was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head and said, "I know the bet you put out will definitely make my heart beat, but I'm sorry, there are some bottom lines that I still have to keep."
You have a terrible bottom line, Mephisto couldn't help cursing in his heart.
But William didn't agree, and he couldn't force it.
In terms of fighting, no projection of the devil on earth can beat William.
If you want to lie, Mephisto knows very well that William is not that easy to be fooled after having been in contact with William so many times.
And if the deception is successful, endless revenge will definitely follow.
Forget it, anyway, it's not as difficult as other demon kings to let your own projection enter the earth, and you can harvest more souls than them.
"Set has been driven back to his own territory by me, but he asked me to tell you that he hopes to make a bet with you.
If he loses, he will give you his kingdom of darkness, and if he wins, he will also give you his kingdom of darkness, but you have to give up revenge on him."
"No", William shook his head without even thinking about it. Although he was greedy and greedy for money, he would never be blinded by interests like a fool and let go of someone who wanted to kill him.
Keep Seth as a scourge, wait until he recovers, and then plot against yourself?
And can you believe what the devil says? Not to mention that he is a devil who is willing to give up his own territory.
Besides, Mephisto will definitely benefit from this matter. William would rather harm others than benefit himself, rather than want Mephisto's power to increase.
"I guess Seth also told you that as long as you hold on to his life, he will be completely loyal to you, right?"
"Hey, I knew you could guess it."
Mephisto shrugged, "Set agreed that as long as he can live, he will give up part of his soul for me to control. Unfortunately, the old guy can only sit back and prepare to fight desperately."
Desperately?
Ha, William knew that Mephisto was deliberately reminding him of the difficulty of killing a demon, but in many cases, you don’t have to do it yourself to kill someone.
He kicked Fischer, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and said, "Are you dead? If not, get up and work."
"Not dead, not dead." When he heard that there was a mission, the little worry left in Fischer's heart was immediately thrown away.
William took a soul gold coin from the storage space and threw it to Fischer. "Each soul gold coin contains a hundred souls. See if these souls are useful in hell."
After taking the gold coin, Fischer smelled the scent of soul in the gold coin. He quickly sucked on the gold coin and swallowed all the soul inside in an instant.
“It’s so cool,,,”.
Seeing the strange expression on the demon's mouth full of sharp teeth, William kicked him in displeasure.
With a "bang" sound, he was kicked into the wall more than ten meters away.
Then when he saw that he was knocked out of the wall, William did not reflect on himself. Instead, his mental strength penetrated his body and he caught Fischer, who was a little dazed after being knocked out.
With a wave of his hand, a magic rope appeared in his hand, and he whipped Fischer on the ground.
"Where is this? This is a hospital. It makes you break down other people's walls and makes you unethical."
"I was wrong, I was wrong, Master, spare me, Master."
Fischer, whose skin was beaten to pieces, just lay on the ground begging for mercy, but did not dare to have the slightest thought of evading.
Anyway, he swallowed hundreds of souls in his stomach and could easily heal the wounds on his body.
Moreover, he had only been following William for a short time, and he had already devoured more than a hundred souls. Fischer knew very well that he was completely devoted to William, but as long as he did not lose his life, he would never defect easily.
But after whipping Fischer for more than ten times, Mephisto didn't feel unhappy at all. Instead of showing fear, he smiled and watched William punish Fischer with an inexplicable light in his eyes.
Since it has no deterrent effect, there is no need for William to continue acting.
Withdrawing the energy whip, William cast a repair spell on the wall more than ten meters away. The damaged wall was quickly restored to new, and nothing abnormal could be seen.
Asked Fisher, "Stop pretending to be dead and tell me, are these souls of any use to you?"
"Of course, Master," Fischer, who spent a few souls to recover, said excitedly, "these are souls on the battlefield, souls full of violence, killing and fear.
It is definitely the best supplement for a medium-sized devil like me. If I absorb a few hundred more, my strength will definitely increase by one level and I will become a true medium-sized devil."
"After all, are you a loser or a low-level devil?"
He kicked Fischer again. Since these souls were useful, William didn't want to give them to him, lest he directly enhance the strength of these demon kings.
"Go to the Crimson Hell and tell Settorak that as long as he helps me kill Set, I will let at least one million people on Earth remember his name."
"one million?"
Mephisto's eyes lit up as he listened. If a million people remembered him, how much fear would he get?
And Seth, who has lost his territory and subjects, is only a high-level thug even if he receives subordinates, and he cannot be as strong as increasing his own strength.
Therefore, Mephisto, who was greatly moved, said quickly, "You don't need to ask Settorak, I will help you."
"You?" William glanced at Mephisto with disdain, "Unless you swear to the will of hell to kill Seth within an hour of Earth time,
Otherwise, you'd better rest, I can't trust you."
"An hour? This is impossible. Even Settorak would not pay such a high price to kill Set just for the fear of a million people."
"Are you trying to raise the price?" William curled his lips and kicked Fischer again, "Go back to hell and find Setorak of the Crimson Hell, an unknown but powerful demon king like him.
I would definitely like to see my reputation spread to the world.”
"Yes, Master", Fischer lay on the ground, waiting for William to send him back to hell.
But within a few seconds, he discovered that William had no intention of sending him back directly. Fisher immediately understood that William was waiting for Mephisto to speak.
How could Mephisto be so easily deceived? After another five or six seconds, when he heard William's cold snort, Fischer reluctantly broke away from the disguise and planned to let the will of the main material plane expel him back to hell.
.
"Wait a minute", seeing Fischer's body glowing red, Mephisto knew this was what Fischer wanted to do.
Although he wanted to take the opportunity to raise the price, he was even more unwilling to see Settorak, who understood the Crimson Hell, become more famous.