Chapter 1396: Her Royal Highness the Princess

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Wang Yan didn't care how badly the demon god Satan was injured. He even hoped that this life-and-death rival would be more seriously injured.

What surprised him now was that the other two demon gods seemed to have some problems.

This might be due to the long-term internal fighting that consumed their strength, or perhaps something else happened, causing them to be seriously injured and weakened like the demon god Satan.

In short, the relatively peaceful hell world for so long seems to have finally reached the zero point now. It is very likely that this hell conference will become an opportunity for a new round of outbreaks.

The three demon gods and various forces will definitely give it a try at this moment. Then, how far the new turmoil will expand is probably beyond their ability to predict now.

When the group chatted here, the club also sent up delicious food one after another.

Although there was no maid accompanying them as required, the considerate black market party still arranged a singing and dancing band to entertain Wang Yan, the big boss, with dancing and music on the side.

At this point, Wang Yan also indicated that he would drink to amuse himself and stop talking about these things.

So, everyone raised their glasses.

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Just as Wang Yan and several companions were enjoying the fine wine and food at sunset, while enjoying the singing and dancing performances provided by the black market.

Far away on the other side of hell, there had just ushered in the dawn of a new day.

That's right, this is the southwest world of hell, the heartland of the dark demon domain ruled by the Scorpion Emperor Mammon.

At this time, the dark and gloomy sky had just turned pale. The sparse light of the morning light, through the wisps of strange clouds that seemed like living creatures, weakly sprinkled on the ground.

There was a gloomy and damp smell of rust in the air, like weapons decaying in the soil, and like the cold smell left after blood soaked the earth.

In short, this was a cold breath that made people feel dangerous, as if under the sky, there was an ancient battlefield where countless corpses were buried, gloomy and solemn.

As the dark clouds and thick fog in the air gradually dissipated in the morning light, a towering and breathtaking building gradually appeared in this canyon with an iron-blooded atmosphere.

The canyon is no less than a thousand meters deep and steep. The torrent at the bottom is running wildly, roaring and rushing forward. On both sides of the canyon, the rocks are dark and the earth is red, as if it is soaked in blood and buried with corpses. There is a pressure-filled atmosphere everywhere.

At the top of such a steep canyon, a black, arc-topped and majestic temple-like building is squatting at both ends of the canyon.

This temple palace is like a dark and lonely mountain, towering and majestic. The outer columns are even more magnificent, each of which is thick and majestic, up to a hundred meters high! The arc-shaped dome that covers the sky and the sun above is like a fierce scorpion, squatting on it.

The majestic spirit from the building alone is enough to make people stand in awe. If an ordinary human stood at the foot of this palace, he would probably feel as small as a grain of rice.

In addition, the entire palace is made of a dark giant rock that looks like metal and jade. The whole building is tightly fitted and integrated. Under the thin morning sun, the palace walls that are as endless as mountains exude a cold and cold luster.

This cold and stern look, as if coming from the deep darkness, not only adds a sense of mystery and solemnity to this scorpion palace.

At this time, in the inner bedroom of this majestic palace, a stunning beauty wearing a black gauze dress, with a cold look and a long tail standing upside down behind her, was sitting on the edge of a luxurious bed.

She just sat there quietly, holding a photo of herself and Wang Yan in her hand. Looking at the two people laughing and making fun of each other in the photo, her beautiful eyes were full of indescribable loneliness.

That's right, the stunning beauty with arthropod-like tail thorns in front of her is the one Wang Yan has gone to hell alone at all costs to find her lover, Wu Ya An Ge.

The old servant who led her into the world of hell did not lie to her.

Now this grand palace belongs to her alone. Her current status and power have far exceeded her own imagination.

However, the situation was urgent at the time. In order to enter hell, she did not leave any clues on Earth. Even in the letter left to Wang Yan, except for the farewell content, all other information was false.

Because there are many branches of believers who believe in the power of hell on Earth, if the news is leaked carelessly, it is very likely that the enemy forces will rob and kill her halfway. Even if she has the protection of the old servant, she may not be able to escape unscathed.

"In fact, this... is also good." Wu Ya An Ge muttered silently in her heart.

If there is no clue, then Wang Yan will not be able to come to her. If he can't come to her, it means that Wang Yan doesn't have to come to hell because of her and get involved in the dangers here.

The struggle here is fierce, far more cruel than on Earth. Not to mention her, even the supreme demon god cannot avoid it.

From now on, he will never be able to meet Wang Yan again, which may be a good thing for him.

Wu Yaange said in her heart that at least in the future, no matter what kind of ups and downs she encounters, even if she dies, she can be at ease.

At least, Wang Yan is safe.

Wu Yaange thought a little lonely, for her, at least she can guarantee Wang Yan's safety, which is enough.

Although this longing and separation made her unbearable and speechless.

The air around seemed to be affected by Wu Yaange's mood, becoming lonely and quiet, without a sound.

At this moment.

In front of Wu Yaange, a silent but thick black fog suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Soon, the black fog expanded to a certain extent, began to shrink, and finally gradually took the shape of a human body.

"Your Highness, the time has come." An old but kind voice came from the black fog.

At this time, you can see that an old man of a foreign race, who seemed to be hidden in the black fog and only half of his face was exposed, gradually emerged from the fog.

His skin was pale and old, his forehead seemed to have horns, and his pupils were two groups of fascinating golden light.

This old man of a foreign race, who was hidden but very low-key, was the old servant of God, Watt, who welcomed Wu Yaange to the world of hell.

He loyally assisted the dark demon Mammon for countless years. Now he came to Wu Ya An Ge's side, becoming Wu Ya An Ge's personal servant and the guide for An Ge's future growth.

"I know."

Wu Ya An Ge put away the photo and stood up quietly.

Her hair is longer now, and her face seems to be thinner, but she has a cold and demonic aura, which is restrained and pure. Even if it is just a slight breath that is revealed inadvertently, it is like a deadly venomous snake sticking out its head, exuding a strong breath of danger.

If Wang Yan is by her side at this moment, he will definitely be able to see it at a glance.

At this time, Wu Ya An Ge finally broke through the shackles and reached the legendary S level! And compared with the past, she seems to be more mature and more cold and beautiful at this time.

It's just that the loneliness and loneliness between her eyebrows can never be shaken off.

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