Three Hundred and Eleven. Fishing

Mephisto Hell Dimension, Olhado City.

The little spider poked its head out of a trash can, carefully observing the left and right.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he found the surroundings were quiet, and got out of the trash can.

During the day, he was chased all over the street by the devil police, and a dozen three-headed hell dogs barked at his buttocks, and the little spiders he chased ran around the city.

After a lot of effort, he finally got rid of the pursuers. The little spider didn't dare to show off anymore, so he could only find a trash can to hide.

He hid until night before daring to show up, and a lot of garbage was dumped on the way, and now his whole body stinks.

Touching his stomach, feeling tired and hungry, the little spider sighed.

He realized that he seemed to have chosen a wrong path.

Looking around, it was pitch black, and there were no ghosts.

The little spider was at a loss and didn't even know where to go.

Barely seeing the lights in the distance, he dragged his tired body forward slowly.

Suddenly, the spider sensor appeared, and the sense of danger pierced directly into the brain, and the little spider hurriedly jumped behind the billboard next to it.

Roar……

The roar of beasts was faintly heard in the air, and a gust of wind blew in, carrying the pungent smell of blood.

"what happened?"

The little spider looked at the darkness in the distance in amazement, and then heard the sound of thumping footsteps, and the ground began to tremble regularly.

Not long after, two red lights appeared in the darkness, like two laser beams swaying left and right in the pitch-black space.

Roar......

There was another terrifying roar, and a long strip of meat suddenly sprang out, directly tearing through the trees on both sides of the road.

At this time, I saw huge claws sticking out of the darkness, and the sharp finger bones were like steel, revealing a trace of cold air.

A ferocious lizard-like monster with a blood-red body finally revealed its full view. Its body is hundreds of meters long and more than 20 meters high, and it sways back and forth with its long and strong tail.

This giant beast was the blood beast Teresa was talking about, and the strip of meat just now was actually its tongue.

Facing this terrifying giant beast, the little spider didn't dare to breathe. He had no doubt that he would be smashed into a pulp by this big guy's paw.

Hiding behind the billboard like this, the little spider held his breath, tremblingly waiting for the blood beast to leave.

Fortunately, the blood beast can only recognize the breath of the undead, and cannot sense the breath of the living, which allows the little spider to escape.

Finally, as the sound of bang bang footsteps gradually faded away, the little spider was relieved. After relaxing his tense spirit, he couldn't help but regret even more. Don't know what Mr. Herbert is doing.

Faust Street, compared to the dilapidated slums in the outskirts of the city, is full of feasting lights and neon lights, the streets are full of luxury cars, and there are a lot of demons coming and going. Everything reveals that this place belongs to the upper class.

"Sir, we're here." The driver said dully.

"Find a place to park and wait for me, I'll be back soon."

The driver nodded dully,

Pull over and wait.

Jude walked slowly on the street, this behavior soon attracted the scrutiny of the surrounding demons.

After all, with the consumption level of Faust Avenue, it is simply not something that garbage necromancers can afford.

Gradually, it has become an established consensus that undead will not come to Faust, and demons will not go to slums.

Seeing a dead spirit walking on the street majesticly now will naturally arouse the vigilance of the demons.

Just like in the United States, if a black man enters a white community, many white people will immediately let their children playing on the lawn into the house, and the patrolling police will keep watching the black man until he leaves the community. Jude is in this situation now Condition.

A purple-skinned long-horned demon policeman walked towards Jude with unfriendly eyes, grabbed it with his big hand, and pressed it on Jude's shoulder.

"Boy, what are you doing? Why are you in the Rue Faust?"

"It's nothing. This is a different place for consumption. I have money."

But this time, money also seems to have lost its role.

The purple-skinned demon snapped: "Boy, are you new here? It seems that you don't understand the rules. In hell, there are some places that money can't solve."

"Faust Avenue is a meeting place for demons. Undead are not welcome, no matter how much money this undead has, no matter what status he is, understand?"

"You should read more news and learn more about society. There is a difference between demons and undead. The difference is that the status of demons is much higher than that of undead."

"Now, get the hell out of here, get out of here!"

Jude smiled: "Sure enough, although Mephisto is dressed like a gentleman, he will never be a real gentleman."

"You dare to insult Lord Mephisto, follow me back to the police station!"

The purple-skinned devil policeman said that he was about to pinch Jude's neck, but Jude was already prepared and slipped away.

The purple-skinned demon opened its mouth, intending to spit out hellfire, but considering that this is a bustling city center, it could only hold back forcibly, and ran after it with its legs.

As long as he went to a place with few people, he could use hellfire to burn this daring undead into ashes, insult Lord Mephisto, and kill him on the spot without any dispute.

One person and one demon chased and ran into the alley next to it. Although there was only one street away, the place was really dark, like two worlds from Faust Avenue.

Jude no longer ran away, and led the demon to a place where no one was around, and then it was convenient for him to attack.

"You lowly bug, why don't you keep running away? I know, because you are destined not to escape from my palm."

"Now I give you two choices, one is to be burned to ashes by the hellfire, and the other is to be taken back to the police station by me, choose one."

Jude made a yes sign.

The purple-skinned demon smiled cruelly: "Your choice seems clever, but it will only make you suffer more."

Saying that, the purple claws grabbed Jude's head.

But just like the driver, the devil's claws stopped halfway, and the purple-skinned devil also fell into a hypnosis, fixed in place like a lump of wood, his eyes were lax, and he was unconscious.

Jude patted the other person's hard face and smiled: "Come with me, you will become the No. 1 specimen, the most meaningful one, you should be proud."

The purple-skinned devil nodded stupidly, followed Jude with a dragging tail, took a taxi and returned to the slums.

Back at Teresa's house, the old lady was already asleep, and Jude took the purple-skinned devil to the utility room.

Let the purple-skinned devil sit on the chair, Jude held the gun against the guy's neck, injected the potion, and the purple-skinned devil completely lowered his head.

Then lightly press the crown of the Devil's watch, and the watch immediately deforms mechanically, turning into a five-centimeter-tall miniature robot.

"Get ready to work, Geralt."

"Yes Master!"

The tiny robot Geralt jumped onto the purple-skinned demon's head, and the sharp hands turned, cutting open the opponent's scalp like a scalpel.

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