Crisp and leisurely piano music leaked out from inside after the store door was opened.
The melodious female voice is sandwiched in the piano music, but she is humming the popular vocal music of the last century.
This is a store that functions as a café and library during the day and a place for drinking at night.
The area is not large, but the decoration inside is simple and elegant, revealing a retro style everywhere.
Or maybe it was originally opened from a long time ago until now.
At this time, it was three o'clock in the afternoon.
There were not many people in the store, only a few.
This also includes store staff, a piano player, and a resident singer.
Satan knew the singer on the stage, his name was Mezkin, who was once a powerful nightmare demon lord in hell.
As Satan walked in, the sweet singing suddenly stopped.
On the stage, Mezkin was watching him.
The heart of Satan's new body skipped a beat. His strength had weakened a lot and he didn't want to fight this guy.
"Don't stop, keep singing, I haven't heard enough yet!"
Just when Satan was about to say something, a gentle voice came from the second floor platform extending from the wooden stairs on the far right side of the store.
Satan turned his head and looked over. Except for not seeing the golden angel wings like an eagle, the man sitting on the seat on the second floor platform was as handsome as he had seen when he came to hell and easily defeated him. They look the same.
Morning Star Lucifer, the perfect angel created by God in the DC world, was expelled from heaven after his rebellion against God failed, and was punished as the real Lord of Hell to rule Hell forever.
Lucifer once seized the power of hell that belonged to Satan, but now he has high hopes from Satan and is regarded as the hope of regaining hell.
Before this, Satan had imagined countless times what he would do to Lucifer, who had humiliated him once he became powerful...
However, when he saw Lucifer again, all that remained in Satan's heart was the fear that Lucifer had given him in the past.
And the lingering impression of the unparalleled power Lucifer showed back then.
Satan swallowed, as if suffering from aphasia, and stood on the first floor of the store, staring blankly up at the blond young man sitting on the edge seat on the second floor platform.
"Come up for a drink?"
Lucifer invited, picking up a new cup from the table and filling it with a prepared cup of flammable oolong tea, the main ingredient being Polish vodka...
"The taste of this thing will be a little lighter, not as good as the specialty drinks in hell, but it has a full taste of the world. It's very good. Give it a try!"
Lucifer pushed the 'oolong tea' to the opposite side, and Satan's body just walked up uncontrollably, sat down obediently on the opposite side, reached out and picked up the cup that was pushed over on the table in front of him.
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Satan drank the 'combustible oolong tea'!
"You look a little different, you've become a lot weaker..."
Lucifer said firmly.
"You were a first-time fallen person, but now you can't even resist low-level speech spirits. It seems that you encountered something, so you came to me."
Satan had already drank most of the 'oolong tea' and felt a little uncomfortable in his new body's stomach, but he still nodded.
But just when he was about to speak, Lucifer made a hissing gesture to him, and Satan's mouth was instantly glued by an inexplicable force.
"I'm not interested in what you want to say at all. After you finish drinking tea, you can leave. By the way, help me bring a message to Gabriel..." Lucifer paused for a moment, but then he took it seriously. He said: "There is no second time!"
These words were a little confusing, but Satan understood. He paid a sufficient price from Gabriel to buy the news about Lucifer.
Obviously, Lucifer was unhappy with his former angel brother for betraying him, but he had no intention of pursuing it.
However, only once...
"If there is a second time, don't blame me for not missing the old relationship, I will personally send him back to the Lord!"
Obviously, this "send" is a very dangerous verb.
"And Satan, the same goes for you. I am just a resident living an ordinary life in the human world. If you dare to spread rumors about me, maybe you also want to meet our creator, God, and God. I also I don’t mind giving it to you.”
See God?
No, no one wants to see God.
Even Satan, who had prayed extremely devoutly and thanked God before, was the same.
At this time, dense cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Lucifer waved his hand to get him out of here, and Satan's body stood up.
He walked straight downstairs and headed towards the door amidst the humming of the nightmare.
When the store door closed behind him, the singing inside was completely cut off from the outside world.
While the hustle and bustle of the city was gradually passing by, Satan could not bring himself to think of opening the door and entering the store again.
The life-saving straw not only failed to save his life, but also slapped him in the face. Satan's face turned red, and the anger in his heart rose uncontrollably because Lucifer was no longer in front of him.
"That's hell. The hell you rule is now occupied. Some people are tampering with the rules of hell. You don't care. Do you just don't care?"
Satan stood in front of the store and roared, but due to his own conscience, the sound he made was not loud, only within the range that he could hear.
. . . .
In response to this, Lucifer, who could clearly hear what Satan was saying outside even from a long distance away, including through a well-soundproof store door, showed a disdainful expression on his face.
hell?
What kind of crappy place is that?
Whoever likes to be treated, let him be treated!
Whoever likes to do it, let him do it!
At the beginning, Lucifer left hell and came to the human world. After he left, Satan dominated hell. It was completely like the tiger was not at home and the monkey wanted to be the king. But just like this, Lucifer If you have not taken care of it, let alone the current situation where the human dragon descends to the underworld and overwhelms the hell snake.
To be honest, Lucifer doesn't care at all about what hell will become. As God once told him, he can easily destroy one or all the demons in hell as long as he is willing.
Similarly, as a container of God's power, Lucifer, who carries half of God's power, can also destroy all the creatures in hell today if he is willing to do it.
But he has no interest in doing such a thing.
"Is it really okay?"
Mezkin, who stopped humming, came up and sat down next to Lucifer.
"Hell, you have been here for a long time, and you have been the Lord of Hell for a long time.
Don't you feel uncomfortable if you completely ignore the situation in hell now? "
The beautiful nightmare banshee asked Lucifer curiously as he drank some tea.
"Being manipulated and having a predetermined destiny is what makes me feel uncomfortable."
Lucifer replied.
"I know.
I would rather be the king of hell than the dog of heaven.
Back then, it was because you were dissatisfied with yourself and your predetermined destiny that you launched a rebellion and disobeyed God, and then fell from heaven to hell.
But now, does the situation in hell still have something to do with the supreme being in heaven? "
Metzkin was a little puzzled, so he asked directly.
She is Lucifer's beauty companion, so in many cases, she can directly tell Lucifer what is in her heart.
"Mezkin, how many gods do you think there are in this world?"
"Hey, isn't there only one?"
"There is indeed only one God who separated light and darkness and created the almighty universe, that is, my Creator. However, there is more than one person in this world who is also God..."
Lucifer fell into memories. It was more than twenty years ago, but there was a terrifying existence of deep darkness, which was awakened by a group of ignorant and fearless dark wizards on this planet using dead songbirds... …
It was at that time that Lucifer discovered that there is more than one God, and to escape the so-called will of the Creator or Destroyer in this world is never to go from light to darkness, or from darkness to light. That's meaningless, it's just jumping from one cage to another.
"The world is a playground for those beings. If you want not to be affected or have your own destiny planned, the best way is to avoid the eyes of those beings who are interested in the world and not to come into contact with those who are watching them. People or things should not interfere unnecessarily with some boring things that they are concerned about..."
This is Lucifer's experience.
And even if he is as powerful as him, the only thing he can do is in the human world, this world sandwiched between heaven and hell, two cages. Only by living a low-key life can he barely find some freedom of his own.
"Then what's going on in hell now..."
"Yes, Satan may not be able to detect it, but I have already smelled the breath of deep darkness from him..."
Compared to Constantine, who didn't even dare to mention his name, Lucifer was much more comfortable.
"That terrifying guy of the giant ferocious beast must have opened his eyes in the dark depths of the boundless universe now. He must know what happened in hell, and even planned it all under the leadership of his will. His eyes may still be watching. We are in hell, and only a fool would want to get involved at this time..."
Lucifer finished the oolong tea in his hand. He didn't want to be used as a puppet by the deep darkness.
. . . .
At the same time, the perspective shifts to the world of DC's third universe, Earth 3, which has been almost completely destroyed.
For the fourth time, Darkseid's daughter Greer began the work of transmitting spells across the world in the middle of the destroyed city.
However, not long after the cross-world positioning transmission circle was completed and lit up, it was quickly interrupted again, as if the signal was suddenly interfered with.
"Have you not settled your return to the main world yet?"
A low and hoarse voice sounded, and a tall figure floating in the air asked.
Anti-Monitor Mobius is already a little impatient. His whole body is filled with anti-matter energy. Now he can't wait to run to the world of the main universe to kill Daksai who is related to the anti-life equation curse on him. Get rid of De.
"Someone interfered with the locking of my cross-world positioning and teleportation spell. I have to find another way to return to the main universe."
Greer said.
"how long?"
The Anti-Monitor asked. The curse brought to him by the Anti-Life Equation tortured his consciousness all the time. Anti-Monitor Mobius's temper was not very good.
Next to her, Myrina looked at her daughter with some worry, fearing that the Anti-Monitor would wave a beam cannon with anti-matter energy and beat her daughter into ashes.
"This requires finding the right method, and I don't know how long it will take."
Greer answered the Anti-Monitor's question somewhat stiffly.
The atmosphere in the venue suddenly fell silent. Just when the omega rays in Greer's eyes became more and more crimson, and the dangerous aura on the Anti-Monitor gradually became stronger, a guy intervened.
The visitor is Metron, who is sitting on the chair of Mobius. This is a new god, a god who is interested in all kinds of unknown knowledge in the universe.
He hates war very much, because war will destroy the cradle of civilization and the birth of new knowledge...
Therefore, Metron has always wanted to prevent the Anti-Monitors from destroying different life planets and different civilized worlds.
However, I have never found the opportunity to speak in front of the other party without being killed directly. Finally, now that the anti-monitor is encountering difficulties, the opportunity to speak has finally come.
. . . .
"I know that on this planet, there is another simpler way to reach the main universe."
Metron gets right to the point.
It interrupted the tense atmosphere in the venue and attracted everyone's attention.
"What is it, tell me!"
Greer said bluntly.
"I can tell you the method, but I have my own requirements."
Greer raised the trident in his hand, as if he wanted to take action, but was warned by Metron.
"Once you do something to me, I will leave here immediately. I am sitting on the Möbius Chair. This is an artifact made by the Anti-Monitor himself. In terms of speed, you will never be able to catch up with the chair." It’s mine!”
"Greier, don't be impulsive, listen to what he wants first before you say anything!"
Myrina stood up, and Greer agreed with her mother's judgment.
The Anti-Monitor didn't have any objections, even though the thing sitting under Metron's butt was the artifact chair he made himself.
"I only have three requests, and they are all simple..."
Metron made three immediate demands.
First, he hopes that the Anti-Monitor will stop destroying civilization, because that will cause him to miss out on the wonderful crystallization of wisdom and knowledge that might be created.
Second, the Mobius Chair will belong to him in the future. Even if the Anti-Monitor breaks free from the curse in the future, he will not be able to take this artifact chair from his hands. This is regarded as taking advantage of the situation to obtain formal ownership, rather than picking it up. Right of use after withdrawal.
As for the last request, Metron wants the Anti-Monitor to owe him a favor and help him if he is in need in the future, as long as the Anti-Monitor can do so...
Such conditions were not too harsh, and the Anti-Monitor did not refuse, so Metron quickly informed him of another way to get to the main universe.
"Pandora's Box, that's what the main universe calls that thing, and this world has an existence on the other side. That's a door. I know where it is. You can go through it and go to the main universe!"
