Three Hundred and Seventeen. Sweeping Hell

In hell, although the devil is the king and holds the highest authority, it does not mean that the undead are completely incapable.

Many undead are like little spiders, they still have superpowers after death, and some undead are working hard to evolve into demons, they also have impressive strength.

It's just that it seems to be a customary rule that demons are superior to others, so even though many undead have the ability to surpass demons, they will not resist.

Now that Jude has provoked social conflicts, of course they will no longer hide and suppress themselves. Once this power erupts, the result will be astonishing.

Looking at the restless crowd below with great satisfaction, Jude continued to bewitch: "Now, go get back what belongs to you, and fight for your own rights."

"Smash up stores, take what you like, and burn what you hate, because you made it."

"Those demons, those traitors of the undead, they are the ones who have usurped your interests, they are the ones who have stolen the fruits of your labor, smashing everything is to liberate yourself."

"Now, take back what belongs to you!"

roar...

At this moment, the entire Olhado City went completely crazy.

The resentment that had been suppressed for more than ten years broke out and turned into violence and destruction.

The first to bear the brunt were the shops and supermarkets on both sides. Jude had shattered the glass, and a large number of undead swarmed up, tearing down the door frames and walls.

There are still staff in some shops and supermarkets. When they see the huge crowd, their faces change greatly with fright. It is impossible to stop them. They don't have the courage.

All the staff could do was to quickly hide under the counter, waiting tremblingly for the crowd to leave.

A zero-dollar sale intensified in Olhado City, with the crowd yelling that the life of the dead is also life, and then destroying everything within sight.

Many undead began to release superpowers, such as flames, freezing, and Olympiad, and everyone worked hard to destroy the city to their heart's content.

No one dared to stop this group of crazy undead, and soon, even the public facilities were destroyed.

Green lights, signs, park benches, trash cans, and even exquisite sculptures were all destroyed and burned.

Vehicles parked on the side of the road were smashed, whether it was a taxi or a private car, all could not escape bad luck.

Because the taxi is a tool for exploiting the money of the low-level undead, and private cars can only be owned by demons and those high-level undead, and must be smashed.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the crowd, but it was the office building of the Olhado City Government that was bombed.

The building structure tens of meters high collapsed instantly, causing the ground to tremble violently, and at the same time crushed some unlucky ghosts to death in the ruins.

Such a result made the undead army even crazier, and beating, smashing, looting and burning became the main theme of the city.

Any undead who dared to resist, even expressed different opinions, and called on everyone to be rational, were all labeled as aliens, and were spontaneously classified as the devil's henchmen. The fate can be imagined.

Jude raised his finger lightly, and the little spider immediately flew up uncontrollably.

Above the sky, the two stood side by side, looking at Little Spider's completely unfit police uniform, Jude couldn't help asking: "What's the matter with your clothes?"

The little spider sighed, feeling aggrieved, and said with a choked voice, "Mr. Herbert, you don't know how miserable I have been these two days."

"I was chased and bitten by the three-headed hellhound, I was almost trampled to a pulp by a huge lizard monster, I hid in the garbage can, and then slept on a park bench."

"Then because I had no money to pay bribes, and was framed as a murderer, those devil police discussed how to eat me in front of me, and I almost died."

Jude glanced at him: "So, now you see, who is right?"

The little spider replied with a low eyebrow, "Sorry, I know I was wrong, Mr. Herbert, I made a very outrageous decision."

"When the demons were about to eat me, there was an explosion in the police station, and then the demons turned into a pile of skins. You must have done it, right?"

Jude showed a proud look: "Of course, I absorbed all the demons in the entire city, and now my body has gathered the power of more than 70,000 demons. Do you want to experience it?"

"Can you?" The little spider's eyes shot out the light of hope.

Jude categorically rejected him: "No...Of course not, you originally had a share of this power, but your stupidity abandoned it. Without me, you will not be able to find your wisdom, let alone Save your aunt, understand?"

"Yes... yes, sir!"

Although Jude said it harshly, the reason why he couldn't distribute the power to the little spider was actually because of his physical ability to bear it.

Based on his physique alone, he can stuff the energy of ten demons at most, and it will explode if there are more. Ten demons are not much different from none.

Jude pointed to the rioting crowd below and said, "See Peter, how fierce people are when they tyrannize collectively! It's like a raging flood, showing no mercy and no mercy to everything that stands in front of them!"

"The flood will never hear anyone's begging, and will never extend a helping hand to anyone, but will just push everything in a more terrible direction without caring!"

"Collective tyranny is the most powerful kind of tyranny. Who can stop this rolling torrent? Who can resist that universal blind force?"

The little spider frowned and said: "It's not that there is no such thing. If faced with an army of demons, these undead will collapse after a short resistance."

"If Mephisto took action himself, with this old devil's WeChat account, the undead might collapse in an instant."

Jude nodded: "You are right, but there is a prerequisite for this result, that is, the scope of the turmoil is not large enough."

"Peter, you used to be a reporter, do you understand what I mean? At this time, the power of the media needs to be mobilized."

The little spider said: "You want to spread this storm to the whole hell? Make the whole hell go crazy?"

"That's right, what's the turmoil in a city? If you want to play, you can play a big one, don't you think?"

"And the more chaotic hell is, the weaker Mephisto's power will be. If all hell is chaotic, Mephisto is just a slightly stronger demon."

Thinking of the tragic experience of the past two days, the little spider's expression became ferocious: "Yes, if you want to play, you can play a big one. Although I have never participated in those bad things in the media, I understand the operation, leave it to me .”

"Very well, then push this death-precious movement to the whole hell!"

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