Chapter 83 Demon Supreme

how come. Yi Cha thought. No devil can escape——

"You're lying again." Beelzebub laughed. "I love it when you lie. But I won't say: 'It doesn't matter'. You will be punished. Dear Ichaint. You will know how terrible I am."

I already know that now. At this moment he was passing through a demiplane with the Prime Material Plane as its source plane. It's raining lovely blood here. It refreshed him. He noticed that surrounding a small clump of extinguished magic fire were several footprints. There are some small cracked bones in the footprints, and the dwarf existence that was its original owner has been completely erased from this world.

A small, moderately representative corner of a plane invaded by demons.

"Of course. You're afraid of me," Buzz said. "How can you not be afraid of me?"

——How can it be?

Especially when I see your glorious achievements with my own eyes. he thought to the buzz. Of course you know what I'm thinking. right?

"Are you questioning me, dear Om?"

question? Such doubt?

Questioning how you managed to do all this in just seven thousand years at most. Questioning how you managed to break through the defense lines of those unyielding law enforcement groups and break the balance that was finally maintained in the first world. How to cross the end of the final realm and rush to the killing realm with full efficiency? You must know that even demons will feel more or less acclimatized in those places. How to ignite the demonic fire in the cradle of the Dreamer, and how to tear open the gate of the garden of the Yuhengzhe who possesses all the defensive skills in the world——

(How? What happened?)

oh. Didn't tear open the door. To be precise, the front part of the door and the back part were torn apart. The total length of the entire tear is about 60,000 miles——

You should really stop using this word. Icha seemed to hear Beelzebub snort. Back to the idea just now. Back to your merits. Something you definitely want to hear. There is definitely another heavyweight name on your list of achievements - the source of order that everyone has been doing right for so many centuries but has made little progress.

In the writings of casual writers like Willy Shaw, various names for demons are mirror images of them. Everyone agrees that they will always hate each other, but no one can defeat the other. It's like an order. This order is the only exception and everyone has to abide by it. But you, Beelzebub, the great enemy of God, prove that there are no exceptions.

Under your wrath. Without exception.

Not to mention other logical aggregations. Other gods of the universe. Didn't they intervene? wrong. This idea is wrong. Not respectful enough. The idea of ​​respect is that they interfere and oppose vigorously. To no avail.

you did it. The devil of all demons. You do what you say, and you are worthy of this title. The wrathful queen. You hit the key point of confusion. While the world is busy protecting itself, you are still busy doing what you have always been busy doing. Expand, occupy, bring down wrath. This is where you succeed. Easily destroying what the other is fighting to protect, and the reason (necessarily) does not matter.

You are the first Demon Supreme ever.

"Really?" Beelzebub said with a buzzing smile. "You're right. My dear."

(Of course there were other Demon Supremes before, but as soon as your name appeared, their names were kicked out directly)

Icha risked using the methods of the realm of the dead, but he couldn't get those bones to speak—the kind of speaking he wanted. This time he still couldn't find any remaining individual will.

Slightly disappointed, but only to a limited extent. He kept his word and just came to see what he said. When he finishes his tour, if they wish, Imetz and Nesis will draw out the surviving wills from all the horns and let them tell their sad stories (and the glorious story of the Demon Lord) themselves.

Or he could seek out his compatriots - they must still be there. Even though part of it was lost during the expedition, part was lost under Beelzebub's cruel tactics, part was lost in misfires and entertainment incidents. But there are definitely remnants - they were the winning side, and winning wouldn't be that interesting if the winning side didn't survive to this day.

They were just out of his sight for the time being - the devil called occupation destruction, destruction occupation, and destruction and occupation "it's time to go somewhere else." Not to mention there are so many demon soldiers scattered throughout the universe.

It is normal not to encounter them. But you can find them anytime. He and Beelzebub share the same person, and can sound the gong in the ears of the demon brother with just a move of his fingers.

They are not his brothers.

Besides, what's there to be anxious about?

Yicha sat down on the edge of the burnt stone cliff and looked into the distance of the main material plane. He noticed from a distance that the orange and black color blocks were indeed much larger than the proportions he had imagined. But there are still dappled turquoises and emeralds—the colors of water and woodland.

A sand beetle crawled from the failed dwarf bones to his knees, and he flicked it away—he was too light, but still too hard. The beetle hit a rock, its back and belly touching. A new sand beetle crawled out of the hollow bone.

This time he left it alone.

Destruction and occupation did happen. But the devil wasn't that careful. In their rough leaks, something was let go.

For example, the new ancestor of Wei Xing Qi Mian.

As if suddenly aware of his thoughts, Beelzebub burst into laughter. She laughed too much. Precisely. It's because she didn't get angry too many times. He should have felt something. He should have felt it when he was in the Vientiane Forest.

What would make someone less angry after being cruelly hurt by you?

Of course you hurt him cruelly first.

Or the entire universe.

He looked at the blue-green blocks sandwiched among the orange, red, and black color blocks - they were actually more like a few thick lines.

"That's not a plant or that thin liquid. You idiot." Beelzebub spoke softly. With a smile. "That's withering gas."

It's true when you look at it.

"You've thought so much. Don't you want to know how I did it?"

In no mood.

"Hum? Really? Strange. You would have definitely asked me before. You are the most curious. Hmph. Don't you know!! This way you won't deal with me!!"

"Neither can you. Right?" She answered herself. Then Buzz laughed.

"You must be afraid of me this time!! My dear~" She almost buzzed with laughter. "You can be afraid of me and avoid me as much as you want. Just like we have been since childhood. I am not in a hurry to find you this time.

My goal has been achieved. We have endless time to spend together—"

endless.

Icha stood up slowly. Seen everything that needs to be seen. You can go back.