When all the humans in the rear positions saw thousands of demons kneeling down to pray for surrender to a man, they let out deafening and crazy roars.

"Victory!"

Humanity has won its first invasion war against alien creatures...

Everyone understands that this is just the beginning, but victory is victory!

At this time, no one cared about the sacrificed island soldiers. In the concept of these battle-experienced soldiers, those were not even considered losses.

Hundreds of soldiers plus hundreds of sets of eight-legged robots that can be exchanged for money, in exchange for a brilliant victory, is worth it anyway...

Zhang Qiang was shocked to see Prince Boer humbly kissing the feet of Ares 4 on the screen. He thought of many possibilities, such as the devil wanting to negotiate or Alvin turning on the gun to scare the devil away...

But he never expected that the devil would actually surrender...

This is another situation. With the help of the indigenous people, humans have many more choices.

Even if there is no war, after understanding the needs of these demons, we can trade...

It’s not impossible to exchange pots and pans for a load of dirt, right?

Fatty Wang Yuan stood in the temporary command room, looking at the familiar-looking prince on the screen, and murmured to himself: "No way, he's really not dead?

This guy was torn into pieces by Frank and still survived?"

Strange walked over with a strange expression and said, "What should we do?

They seem to be taking root in hell..."

After hearing this, Fatty Wang Yuan turned to look at Strange and said, "Are you a pacifist?"

As he spoke, Fatty Wang Yuan looked at Strange's incomprehensible expression and said with a smile: "I have been playing hide and seek with those demons who have crossed the line all my life. Now that I have the opportunity to come to hell, I must reorganize my life for Kama Taj."

A demon illustrated book.

It's just my responsibility, for the future mages..."

Strange looked at Wang Yuan, the fat man who suddenly became bellicose, and said helplessly: "What if you want to stay here in the New York Temple?"

Fatty Wang Yuan waved his hands indifferently and said: "You go back and guard the temple for me. I'll call the mages in the London Temple and ask them to send you the cloak. You should be able to handle ordinary dangers by yourself.

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If you really can't handle something, go to Hell's Kitchen to find help..."

Strange looked at Fatty Wang Yuan in disbelief and said, "Then I am the boss of the New York Temple?"

After hearing this, the fat man Wang Yuan looked at Strange with disdain and said: "What you have to consider now is when you can master Kama Taj's fighting skills. You can't even use magic weapons well and still want to be the boss?

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Alvin faced tens of thousands of demonic regular troops alone. He resisted the urge to kill them in a heavy snowfall and said to Prince Bol: "What do you want to get from me?

Don't lie, you know I have someone here who can make you tell the truth!

At that time, he told you that he might not be dead, but I still didn’t believe it..."

Bol nodded with lingering fear. He stood up straight and waved his hand to signal the terrifying lava demons behind him to retreat.

When they retreated a few hundred meters away, Bol looked into Alvin's eyes and said seriously: "I want to 'survive'. The Morlocks' vitality was destroyed by your heavy snow.

Behemoth and Astral are trying to kill us all...

I want to survive and survive with the remaining ‘Moloch’!”

As he spoke, Bol pointed to the space door standing in the human camp in the distance and said in a deep voice: "You'd better close that 'door', as the aura leaking there will attract the attention of demons.

The armies of Behemoth and Astril are coming. For us living in hell, the other side of that door is heaven, and no one can resist the temptation there..."

After hearing this, Alvin turned back and glanced at the space door he had made. He frowned and looked at Bol and said, "What can I help you with?

Help you kill all those armies?

And then help you go to the royal court of Belhemos and Astral to make a heavy snowfall?"

Bol didn't expect Alvin to be so straightforward. He thought he would have to pay a price to get help from him.

But Alvin acted as if as long as he wanted to, he would be willing to help him kill all the enemies who threatened his survival...

Looking at Alvin's strange eyes, Bol hesitated, sighed, and said: "Help me resist the armies of Behemoth and Astral, and help me reestablish the royal court...

There are very few opportunities to raid the royal court. Because of Mephisto's temptation, my father chose to close the protection of the royal court in order to send demons into the earth, and only then did a heavy snowfall ruin our entire royal family.

With Moloch's lesson learned, other demons will not make this mistake again..."

As he spoke, Bol glanced at the human camp and said sincerely: "I don't know what you want to get when you come to hell.

But we all know that without my help you simply won't be able to survive for a long time.

I promise that as long as you can help me take back the royal court, I will help you get what you want...

This is the promise of the last 'King' of Moloch, and it will be valid until the day I die!"

Alvin squinted his eyes and looked at the handsome prince in front of him. He was quite satisfied with Bol's answer.

In fact, Alvin knew that Bol's so-called re-establishment of the royal court was just asking for a high price. What qualifications did a surrendered demon prince have to ask him to help him re-establish the royal court?

According to the devil's habits, after they surrender, they can only become slave cannon fodder, and they have to wait until their masters have finished eating...

But Alvin didn't mind helping him. It was a bit difficult for him to kill those demonic armies hundreds of kilometers away, but he could overcome it.

Without the invaders, re-establishing the royal court is just a matter of words!

If Bol had just dared to ask Alvin to go to the royal courts of the other two clans to make snow, Alvin's battle ax would have chopped it down!

I am the culprit who destroyed your family. How can I trust you when you act so vindictive?

The result is pretty good now. Boll's request is not too excessive. At least in Alvin's eyes, it proves the sincerity of surrender.

After all, even without him, those demonic troops marching here would still have to fight...

And Boll was right about one thing. If humans want to stay in hell for a long time, they simply can't do it without his help.

Facing constant harassment and fighting, will Alvin want to rest? Will Julie want to get rich?

Alvin looked at the expression on Bol's face expressionlessly, and he smiled and said: "I can agree to your request, but the specific content needs to be discussed with you by specialized people, and you should satisfy them..."

As he spoke, Alvin waved his hand to stop the excited Bol from blurting out his thanks, and said: "Tell me about your so-called secret, I'm a little interested in that!"

After hearing this, Bol hesitated and said: "I found traces of the descendants of Satan when I was wandering around the earth...

Satan was once the nail planted by the ‘Warner Clan’ into hell!

Mephisto and Surtur united with the seven royal families of hell to seal Satan, and then cut off the claws of the 'Warner Clan' extending towards hell."

Said and Bol glanced at Alvin and said: "I once thought those demons were of the same race, and I even sought help from them.

But then I discovered a secret of theirs...

The earth is not as safe as you think. There is a channel connecting the outside world...
Chapter completed!