969 The Winner Is Vedion, but the Winner Is Not Free!

Vidian finally succeeded, but the process was not pleasant at all.

Vidian now understands what the despair of Rakanos feels like.

It's just that he somewhat couldn't figure out why Lakanos would choose to attack him in a desperate way when he didn't know his situation clearly.

Especially when Rakanos appeared, he was already seriously injured.

This may happen to the demon that symbolizes madness, but it will never happen to Rakanos, the king of despair!

At this time, Vidian's body was covered with wounds, which were left after being injured by the power of despair during the process of devouring Rakanos.

The wounds were densely packed, and the rolling wounds were as uncomfortable as opening a mouth.

This kind of wound is not easy to treat, especially since this is the final counterattack of the King of Despair.

"But I won, I'm the winner."

Vidien said to himself.

He has gained a lot, although his body is now like a colander leaking out his own strength.

But Vidian knew very well that as long as he could heal his wounds, he would be able to regain his full strength in a short time!

He couldn't wait any longer. He knew very well that he had crossed the threshold of the Seven Demon Kings and he was the new Demon King.

Moreover, he is a demon himself, and he is well aware of his jealous power. He will not take time to become familiar with his power like the poisonous king of Joe Ritz.

"How wonderful, jealous~ and desperate! Haha!"

Vidian made a strange cry. He was very happy, but this happiness was quickly ruined by jealousy.

The emotion of jealousy has nothing to do with happiness itself!

It is difficult for people who are always jealous to be happy, even if it is jealousy itself.

"Vidian, it seems that you have received the gift I gave you, and now you should repay me."

Barr didn't know when he appeared behind Vidien.

This is why Vidien's jealousy can overwhelm happiness.

"Damn Baal, can't you make me happy for a few more days? Or is it that the Demon God of Destruction no longer has the patience to wait for a few more days?"

Although Vidien's words were malicious, Vidien knew that he would not be killed by Baal.

As long as Rakanos is really Baal's gift to him, Baal will not kill him.

"I have been waiting for a while. It doesn't matter who wins, you or Lakanos. I just need an assistant."

Barr said coldly.

The Demon God of Destruction rarely smiles on his face!

Even if one of his ulterior purposes has been achieved, he will rarely laugh.

"Who are you planning to attack? Although I was delayed for some time by the Lakanos incident, I still have the energy to pay attention to the outside world."

Vidien did not behave in a humble manner. He had reached the level of the Seven Demon Kings and was no longer the guy who could be killed directly and still be indifferent.

"Of course, I know this, you don't need to say anything more."

Barr's eyes widened a little.

"Let's put it this way, Vidian. I have something to do and I have to leave the Burning Hell for a while. It just so happens that you also need to return to the Burning Hell for a while.

Are you looking for a chance to kill a Nephalem when you go back? As for how you do such a thing, I won't ask.

But I need a result to be delivered to my ears at that time. "

Barr said a little coldly.

No one knows whether his words were true or not, but Vidien obviously would not believe them.

"You asked me to attack the Nephalem? And then you didn't tell me the specific target? Are you planning to use me as a target?"

Vidien sneered.

This is the most conspicuous question. As for whether Baal has other plans, Vidien can't tell.

"Do you think everything will be fine if your strength reaches this level? Vidian, you have no right to oppose me.

Now you are still the stinky rat who can only hide in the sewer! "

Barr's tone was slightly harsher.

"The Four Demon Kings have been played and applauded by you three from beginning to end, but I am not the four of them. I am different from them."

Vidien's eyes flickered.

"Actually, it's no different. The Four Demon Kings can't remember what happened before they became Demon Kings. Do you want to become like that?"

Baal was obviously threatening Vidien, and Vidien didn't even have any rebuttal.

He didn't know the circumstances surrounding the birth of the Four Demon Kings.

Although there was not much difference between Vidien and them in terms of time of birth, at that time Vidien was just a pathetically weak little devil.

He is just a little devil who is more jealous than other devils, and weak ones will be bullied by stronger devils.

In the Burning Hell, bullying cannot even be called a thing. It is simply the most basic custom in the Burning Hell.

All demons are used to this kind of thing.

"Okay, I will be a target as you wish, but I will not take action against the Nephalem."

Vidien agreed.

And that's all Baal needs. As for whether Vidion wants to kill a Nephalem to achieve this result, Baal doesn't care.

He just proposed the simplest plan. As long as he could achieve his goal, Vidien would do anything.

"You don't have much choice, do you? I'm going to give you a time limit. What do you think of a month?" Although Baal said it in a negotiating tone, he obviously didn't mean to negotiate.

This is the most direct and obvious deadline.

"Tsk, I suddenly want to ask, what kind of king are you now?

King of jealousy? King of despair? King of despair and jealousy? Or have you not had time to make a choice yet?"

Baal said.

If the previous sentence was a hidden threat, then this is a blatant threat.

Vidien has not yet decided what authority he has to become one of the seven demon kings, so even with the status and power of the seven demon kings, he still has not been recognized by the Burning Hell.

Of course, he can also disdain the recognition of the Burning Hell, but it depends on whether he can withstand the threat of the Burning Hell.

Archangels correspond to the three demon gods?

Then what are the four demon kings who need two to one to be undefeated?

"That's my business. I don't want to see you again."

Weidian said.

If he had spoken to Baal like this before he devoured Lacanus, then being killed would be his only outcome.

But the situation now is different after all.

"It's up to you. I just want the result."

Baal sneered and left directly. He still had to watch Yinseril surrender his power.

As for Vidien, he was just an ambitious demon. Although he was a little interesting, that was the extent.

Baal always looked down on Vidien.

Vidien stood there with injuries all over his body. When Baal left completely, his body was shaking constantly.

Of course, this was not fear, he was just jealous.

Jealousy can always make people lose their minds, and Vidien is the same.

"I'm not here to be your dog."

Vidien said this almost word by word.

However, the injuries that could be seen everywhere on his body made his words lack any courage...

Although what he said was gloomy and terrifying enough, he couldn't threaten Baal yet.

Especially since he was in the process of adapting to despair.

Envious of Baal's strength, and then despairing of Baal's strength...

This even somewhat ridiculous feeling made Vedion's reason evaporate bit by bit.

Getting two powers was not necessarily a good thing for Vedion.

He fell into confusion, which was the most well-known weakness of the demon kings of hell, but no one had ever defeated them with these weaknesses.

Vedion needed time, and Baal didn't give him much time.

It could be said that Baal was solving possible threats in advance, and it was also okay to say that Baal was treating Vedion and Lakanos like dogs.

Only Baal himself knew what was going on here.

...

After all the troubles along the way, Devourer finally got a little closer to the earth.

It seemed that there was some huge danger when he came to the earth, which made Devourer's body slow down.

This was not the first time he slowed down.

After being half full by Imprus, Galactus no longer had that urgent need to eat.

Although he was still sane, his body's instincts could still affect his activities.

Dracula was right next to Galactus, and he had been here since he reminded Nick Fury.

He had sensed the troubles on Death's side before, but he had no intention of showing up.

Although if he had arrived at the scene as soon as possible, it might have seemed that Death's side had the upper hand.

However, the facts proved that he was right not to join in the fun.

Tyrael directly chose the Archangel side in the battle, and Death was injured to the point of barely surviving.

If Dr. Manhattan hadn't sacrificed himself in the end, the authority of the terrifying Death would have been completely lost.

"It's so troublesome, it's so troublesome!"

Dracula muttered to himself in mid-air, and a portal suddenly opened beside him.

"Mr. Dracula, I think if you encounter troubles, I might be able to provide you with a little help?"

The voice was frivolous enough.

"Constantine, if I were you, you wouldn't be here by my side.

Although I don't have any bad feelings towards Nephalem, I can't say I have a good impression of them either.

I'm also very interested in Nephalem's blood."

Dracula's tone was only impatient, and there was a bit of the gloomy atmosphere of vampires.

But Constantine obviously didn't care.

"I just want to know some things, such as 'Am I really a native of this world?' This kind of question is all."

Constantine took out a cigarette, and then put one into the mouth of Nana, whose head popped out from behind him.

He then lit one for himself.

"Boring guy."

Dracula didn't say much, and disappeared the next moment.

Constantine touched his neck, and he felt itchy on his neck.

Then he saw the blood on his palm!

Dracula still took some of his blood, and there was no movement at all.

Constantine smiled, then pressed the wound with his hand, and the wound began to heal in just a few breaths.

As a Nephalem, it is normal to have a strong recovery ability.

"Boring? Why didn't I find any traces of the Moon God Kongs in this world?

Why didn't I find any traces of the source of Shazam's ability?

Also, why didn't the Nabu in my memory appear?

These questions came one after another, I'm so curious!"

Constantine said this after he made sure there were no bystanders around.

He took a long puff of the cigarette slowly, then crossed the smoke with his hand, turning the smoke into small animal images in mid-air.

He found that there were many problems in this world, but he didn't ask others, just explored it himself.

He always felt that his memory seemed to have been tampered with by something, but no traces were found in a short time.

This is unusual in itself!

Constantine planned to find his weak soul that he had sealed with his own hands.

What he needed to confirm might be that there might be some traces in that box.

"It's not that sealing your soul doesn't have any benefits, right?

At least the mystery that affects the body can't affect that half.

Did you choose this way, too? Burkeso."

Constantine was still talking to himself. He was just exploring a truth that he needed to know.

He had good reasons to do these things and enough excuses to convince himself.

For example, "I will receive more business orders after saving the world."

To put it bluntly, Constantine's position has always been only one, that is, human supremacy.

Human etiquette is supreme!

Under this premise, he seems to have no moral integrity.

"Then Nanase, what difficulties do you think we need to face now?"

Constantine said, and rubbed Nanase's skull head.

"Nanase feels very strange here, Constantine!"

Of course, this was not said by Nanase. Nanase's bones became like this with the help of Leoric.

As for Nanase's soul, although most of it is still in this bone, most of it and Nanase, who is a bit silly, can't give Constantine an answer.

These words were dubbed by Constantine himself.

It felt like a ventriloquist doll.

"The biggest problem now is that I can't find my other half of my soul.

This is really a terrifying and exciting news!"

Constantine had a grim smile on his face, and that smile was a little too grim.

Saying that he looks like a devil is a bit of an overestimation of the devil's appearance.

"Perhaps the only guy I can find who knows the situation is death.

But I don't plan to go to death by suicide, and I always feel that my soul shouldn't fall into the hands of death.

So now the question is, what exactly did I encounter!?"

Constantine seemed a little crazy.

He didn't ask those Nephalem, because the confusion in his memory had nothing to do with Nephalem.

As for the archangels and the Burning Hell, it was the same.

Constantine even received a little blessing from Hope, and even used the power of the High Heaven to replenish his soul once.

Constantine is grateful to the High Heaven!

It's just that when necessary, it's normal to use dirty hands.

He is such a guy, and there is no need to even defend him!