While drinking, Luther looked at the silver arm on his left hand. A happy smile appeared on her face, which was quite sexually cold.

The flesh of the servants she needed when His Excellency Merlin was resurrected was provided by her.

Now that Lord Merlin is about to become the king of hell, her position in the new hell is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary followers.

The seven kings of hell were all dead before. There were so many unparalleled lands in the new hell, and there were only a few members of the son of hell. After ranking in seniority, she would inevitably be granted a new hell.

Soon after, she will be able to live up to the great master.

Ah, alone

No, the fate of an angel, besides personal struggle, still needs to consider the course of history.

Your luck is indeed not bad.

Luther thought so.

She was in a good mood, and even Zhakang, who came to drink with her with impure purposes, was much more pleasing to her. Miss Luther noticed Zhakang's dirty eyes, but she didn't care.

Hey, it’s rare to be in a good mood today, so why not just take this bastard to take advantage of it.

I heard that he has good kung fu in bed.

Damon, who had always been gloomy, held a glass of wine and did not participate in the carnival of the son of Hell. He stood on the edge of the large platform of the spire in the evening.

He looked at the burning flames in the distance, and the throne of Satan that loomed in the flames.

I don't know what this guy is thinking.

"What are you looking at?"

Satana, wearing a red long dress, walked behind her brother with a little crown. She followed her brother's gaze and the fire burning in the center of hell formed various shapes in her eyes.

Quite strange.

"You said, sister, will Merlin sit on that throne immediately?"

Damon took a sip of wine and said:

"Do you think Merlin wants that throne?"

"Who doesn't want to be the king of hell?"

Satana felt that her brother had asked a stupid question, and she curled her lips and said casually:

"Merlin led everyone to this point, and everyone was convinced. Now the entire hell has been defeated by us, and even the world like the Three Palaces Hell that has always deviated from the normal dimension belongs to us."

"It's a foregone conclusion that Merlin becomes the king of hell."

"Yeah?"

Damon chuckled and said:

"I don't think so."

"What's the meaning?"

When the border queen Riana saw the two siblings chatting, she also came over. The queen wearing a black slim robe asked sneakily:

"Tell me, Damon, you have always guessed Merlin's mind very accurately."

“I mean”

Damon shook the wine glass in his hand, he thought about it, stared at the throne of Satan that was looming in the flames, and said to the two friends around him:

"Merlin's heart is so big that this boundless hell cannot bear it."

"In fact, I always felt that although he was the Lord of Hell and part of the dimension of hell, in fact, he never really belonged here."

"When we were crawling in hell, he had already turned his eyes to the stars, at the end of the stars, outside the territory where we knew nothing."

Damon smiled.

He drank the wine in his hand and threw the luxurious wine glasses dotted with the angel skulls under the spire at dusk. He supported his hands on the edge of the spire, he said:

"The King of Hell is probably just a stop in his life. He will eventually leave, forever."

Speaking of this, Damon glanced at the carnival companions behind him. He lowered his voice and said to his sister and the Queen of the Border:

"By that time, the throne of Satan is spared"

"I'm not dead yet, are you trying to divide my legacy here?"

Before Damon could finish his meaningful words, he was interrupted by a joking voice.

Half Demon turned around and saw that Merlin had appeared beside them at some point, sitting on the edge of the spire platform, holding a wine glass in his hand, raising his legs, and most of his body was hanging in the air, listening to his companions' whispers.

This made Damon's heart tight, and he was afraid that Judas would be chopped off his head in the next second.

But this funny idea didn't happen.

Merlin didn't care about Damon's ambitions, and he looked at the throne of Satan burning in the flames before him, and said:

"After I leave, I don't care about everything that exists."

"The so-called throne, whoever wants to fight, fight, has nothing to do with me. As long as you don't hurt your kindness, you can play another battle for the king of hell."

“But not now.”

Merlin took a sip of wine and said:

"Now is not the time for you to think about this issue. You are my most trusted companions. You should know that if we can't stand the end of the world in 6 months, then everything is just false."

"No one wants to be humiliated by life or humiliation by death, right?"

Merlin's words made the sons of hell extremely silent.

Indeed, it is ridiculous to consider the future now.

This false world cannot be turned into reality, everything they have done in the past and present is completely meaningless,

How to defeat the abominable "outer gods" is the issue they need to consider now.

"Okay, don't think so much. At least tonight, everyone can relax and have fun."

The Raven chuckled, and he looked back at the little crown on the top of Satana's head, and he whispered:

"And you all, it's not the time for me to sit on that throne, and there's still something missing. How can a king not have his own crown?"

"Also, who saw my sister? Where is Riven?"

Merlin's questions made the Damon brothers and sisters and Riana look at each other. Under his increasingly severe eyes, the Queen of the Border finally turned her head and pointed her hand in a certain direction.

She said in a mosquito-like voice:

"That Raven, with her boyfriend"

"Hmm? I didn't hear it clearly just now."

Although Merlin's expression remained unchanged, the wine glass in his hand was quickly melting into the most basic material particles. He asked in a plain tone:

"Riana, say it again!"

"Who is my sister with?"
Chapter completed!