The red scales like blood covered the person's body.

There were horns above his head that were unconcealed.

The iconic tail with sharp corners emerged from under the robe.

Carlos stood in the conference room like this.

No one knows when he came in.

It was like he was standing there and watching them all the time.

"demon?"

The Lord of the Holy City frowned and looked at the demonic Taoist dressed in a gray robe in front of him.

During the battle between the demon clan, it is said that the angel Kas was attacked by the dark clan and the demon.

What are they doing here?

"It's a demon."

But Carlos smiled, and he strolled in the conference room.

The hand that looked like a beast's claws passed by the conference table, leaving a slender scratch.

"Humanity, you are the controller of a kingdom, so please keep the courtesy you deserve. My name is Carlos."

The hissing sound from Carlos' fingertips made the congressmen sitting at the conference table panic. They looked at the legendary demon standing by the conference table in horror.

Demons are born as demons, and regard greed as beauty and jealousy as common.

Greedy for life and evil for death, and be happy for the new and tired of the old.

Fraud and lies are their most common methods.

They themselves are the deepest darkness.

It has to be feared.

Carlos said politely.

"Carlos?"

There was no slight inner fluctuation on the face of the Lord of the Holy City.

He just looked up and down at the demon in front of him.

"So, what are you here to do?"

“You need help.”

Retracting his right hand at the conference table, Carlos raised his hand and looked at his fingers.

“It is said that the demon’s help only bring people to hell.”

The Lord of the Holy City was not friendly at all.

Demons should not be treated friendly.

"It's just a slander that preys on the weak in history."

The scales on the corner of Carlos's mouth raised slightly, and he found a comfortable seat at the conference table to sit down.

This scared the members of the surrounding MPs and they immediately scattered.

This left room for Carlos to look at the Lord of the Holy City.

“This is the holy city.”

The Lord of the Holy City suddenly said an untuned word, as if reminding Carlos.

For a moment, the atmosphere became depressed.

This is the holy city and the holy land of the three religions.

It is the place of the Lord's gift, the place where the demons symbolizing darkness and lies should not come.

"Of course I know that although the angels in the air are already dim, they are still so clearly visible."

Carlos showed a disgusting expression.

I don’t know how long the grudge between the demon and the angel can be traced back to.

Their disgust for each other is not concealed at all.

"But now to you, they are more like devils than me."

Carlos refers to people from various sects outside.

"I'm here to make a deal with you."

"We already have the Kyushu Empire as an ally?"

The Lord of the Holy City spoke firmly.

He didn't know what the real devil looked like, but the race that could be famous in the legend was definitely not a friendly creature.

"oh?"

Carlos was not angry either, his tail gently swept on the conference table.

"Allies? As far as I know, they are not allied, and allies exist only with equality. I know that ancient great power is powerful, but what do you have?"

Carlos stretched out his finger and placed it in front of the Lord of the Holy City, counting everything in the Holy City with one finger after another.

"Holy City? What's there now? Not to mention the two outside, they are not yours after all. Lord? The Lord you said has been away for more than two thousand years, Jesus has been away for more than a thousand years, and Allah has been away for a thousand years. Who can protect you?"

Carlos's voice was ridiculous and disdainful.

"We will protect ourselves."

The Lord of the Holy City said lightly.

"Do you believe it yourself?"

Carlos smiled.

Indeed, the Lord of the Holy City himself did not believe this sentence.

However, he must not show his fear or question himself.

"Don't worry about answering me, I'll ask you again."

Carlos jumped off the conference table, put on the hood behind him, covering his horns, and then paused his movements.

"At that time, please be sure to think about it."

After saying that, Carlos laughed and walked towards the gate of the conference room.

"What can you give?"

At this time, the Lord of the Holy City suddenly spoke.

Carlos's mouth raised under the brim of his hat, his skin was wrinkled like hell rocks, and it was indescribably insidious.

"Anything you think, as long as you pay the price, then you can get everything."

Full of tempting expectations, Carlos's voice was like smoke and sand and said an old saying in an extremely attractive tone.

The Lord of the Holy City can even imagine that the demon in front of him deceived the ignorant world in the same tone in history.

“How to contact you?”

"I will come to you again, and then you will have a chance to make a decision."

"Remember my name-Carlos, the Demon."

After the words came, Carlos had turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated into the conference room.

"Devil?"

The Lord of the Holy City in the conference room murmured to himself.

Then, he looked up at his assistant and said, "How long will the people of the Kyushu Empire last?"

"Two hours later."

"call!"

The Lord of the Holy City slowly breathed out:

“Get ready for greeting.”

…………

At this time, on the barren mountain outside the holy city, a cloud of smoke appeared out of thin air here and gradually turned into Carlos's appearance.

"How about it?"

Not far from the smoke, Dracula was wearing a red cloak behind him. He sat on an ancient European wooden chair, holding a transparent goblet in his right hand, and the bright blood in the cup kept shaking.

"What else can it be? Darkness is always incompatible with light."

"That's because those who dominate the world always claim to be bright."
To be continued...