Chapter 291 Lord Viscount, the Age of Dragons Has Arrived!

Well, a long time ago, Hell rejected them. Accepting them meant being enemies with the gods. Although the God of Death was not afraid of the gods, he did not want to go to war with the gods for no reason.

Forced to do so, they, the fallen angels, chose the abyss. It took them nearly a hundred years to gain a foothold in the abyss, and it took them nearly a hundred years to become the royal family of the abyss. At that time, the abyss was full of strong men.

There were even demons walking in the abyss, and the dragon clan had not disappeared at that time.

No.

Hell is now beginning to receive the souls of their fallen angel clan. Could it be that there is a rift in the relationship between Hell and the God Realm?

No, the relationship between Hell and the God Realm was not very good.

Forget it, don't think too much. Anyway, I'm going to hell soon. It's not too late to slowly understand the relationship between Hell and the God Realm when I get to hell.

Justin's eyes fell on Lance. He found that with his strength, he couldn't see through the true face of this Hell God of Death.

There's something strange.

If any random death guide in hell has such strength, then hell's foundation is a bit scary.

There is something strange about the death guide who guides him.

"Why can't I see your true face?"

"Why do you want to see my true face?"

"I'm curious about what the death guide in hell looks like, and what race you belong to. Abyss demons? Humans? Elves? Dwarves? Well, you are not a dwarf, and dwarves' legs are not that long."

"Time is up."

"When is it?"

Before Justin finished speaking, he saw a black sickle passing by from the corner of his eye. For a moment, he felt that his body became lighter.

It was not an illusion, his body did become lighter, because he was floating in the sky at this time.

The death god of hell holding the death sickle took away in front, and he subconsciously looked down with doubts in his heart, and he saw himself.

At some point, he lay on the rocking chair again.

Two or three tribesmen appeared around him.

They shook their arms and cried.

That was his body, he died?

The tribe can't see his soul?

It should be the power of hell that prevents the tribe from seeing his soul, but it doesn't matter, everything that needs to be explained has been explained.

If the domain [God's Kingdom] is not separated, he can at least live for a few hundred years.

It's meaningless.

If the domain [God's Kingdom] is not separated, the domain God's Kingdom will die with him in a few hundred years.

The creatures in the domain God's Kingdom are his children, and he doesn't want to see the children who have just been born. Go to extinction with him.

Entrusting the domain [God's Kingdom] to the future of the tribe is also the last thing to do for the fallen angels.

The Abyss is about to start the battle with the Demon King. Although the little guy in the tribe has hidden his strength, the black dragon man Lance has hidden more strength.

If the little guy can integrate his own kingdom of God into her domain, she may not lose to Lance, the most threatening opponent in the future.

After last night's test, he felt that Lance would become the enemy of all the royal heirs in the Abyss.

The abyss, which has been calm for tens of thousands of years, is finally going to enter the era of chaos again. That's good. After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, it's time to see who is qualified to unify the major royal families.

Thinking of this, Justin's mind once again appeared the figure of Lance. He always felt that Lance, the black dragon man, had the greatest possibility of becoming the Demon King of the Abyss.

Oh.

I was impulsive.

If they knew that Lance had such combat power, these old guys shouldn't have rushed to test Lance last night.

I don't know which bastard projected their battle to the entire abyss.

If their battle was not projected, the battle of the Demon King would not have started so suddenly.

I don't want to think about it anymore.

Lance said a few words very well, children and grandchildren have their own blessings.

The waves behind push the waves ahead, and the new people replace the old people in the floating things.

The future of the abyss belongs to those little guys.

However, their future may be controlled by Lance for a while.

"Do you have any last words? If you do, I can give you some time."

"No, let's go."

Lance, whose true appearance was hidden under the black robe, nodded, turned into a black mist and took Justin out of the Angel King City, flying towards a dark unknown area, where there was an entrance to hell, where the god of death Solomon was waiting for him.

The god of death Solomon wanted to see if he was really about to get a promotion and a raise.

Not long after, Lance took Justin to a dark area without life.

Entering the center of the dark area, a black and red passage appeared out of thin air.

Some hideous ghost faces and terrible and harsh roars and roars would appear from time to time in the black and red fog passage.

Justin was a fallen angel, and Lance was a black dragon, neither of them took these evil spirits seriously.

"We're here. The other side of the black and red passage is hell."

"Then why did you stop suddenly? Are you afraid of the evil spirits in the passage?"

Powerful evil spirits can kill the hell's reception god of death.

Whether it is the reception god of death or the first-level god of death, their strength is different. It is not surprising to be killed by powerful evil spirits.

"The god of death will come to pick you up later. I have something else to do and will not go back to hell for the time being."

Justin looked at Lance in confusion. When he was an angel, he also came into contact with the hell god of death several times. At that time, he could see the true appearance of the hell god of death.

"Here it comes."

An old man in a black tuxedo walked through the passage through the black and red mist and appeared at the entrance to hell.

Lance was a little speechless when he saw the person coming. He was being ignored.

Solomon, the God of Death, did not come, but Brandon the Lich came.

Why.

He also talked about asking Solomon, the God of Death, to advance his salary for a thousand years. It seems that this idea will be postponed.

The moment Brandon, wearing a black tuxedo and with silver hair, appeared at the entrance to hell, he put his right hand on his chest and knelt down on one knee, "Brandon has seen Lord Lance, Lord Lance, that gentleman was called to a meeting. , unable to come, the Lord asked me to come here to greet this Lord Fallen Angel."

"There's no need to salute like this, get up."

"It's necessary."

The silver-haired Brandon stood up after replying and looked at Lance respectfully. He didn't expect to see this adult so soon.

Lord Solomon, the God of Death, is the favorite successor to Death, and he also has a high opinion of this Lord.

When they communicated with each other on weekdays, Lord Solomon, the God of Death, mentioned this person as if he was mentioning an old friend whom he had not seen for many years.

He could tell from the tone that Lord Solomon, the God of Death, did not treat this Lord as a subordinate.

"Lord Lance, do you want me to tell that gentleman something for you?"

"Yes, you go back and ask Solomon for me if I can advance a thousand years' salary in advance. I'm very short of money recently."

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After a brief moment of silence, Brandon smiled. Only this adult dared to say this. Other trainee Shinigami would not have the courage or the treatment.

"Okay, I'll ask Mr. Lance. I'm afraid that in the end, Mr. Lance will have to go to that person himself to confirm."

"Um."

Lance nodded and took off the hood on his head.

Brandon revealed his identity, and Justin had been staring at him for a long time. At this time, he didn't mind letting Justin know his identity as the God of Death.

He went to hell anyway and would know that sooner or later.

The black mist lingering on his face dissipated, revealing his true appearance.

"How...why is this guy you? How come you are still the God of Death in Hell? You"

Justin was a little incoherent. This time he was really shocked by Lance's identity as the God of Death in Hell. This guy is not only the emperor of the small underworld.

Now he is still the God of Death in Hell.

Judging from the attitude of the old human man towards Lance at the entrance to the hell passage, it seems that Lance still has some status over there.

No wonder this guy looks down on the position of the highest officer of the Trial Court.

wrong.

His identity as the God of Death in Hell should have been acquired after leaving the abyss.

A trainee Shinigami signed by Hell?

That's not right, the trainee Shinigami signed by Hell does not have such a high status.

The god of death in hell could not salute him when he saw it.

"Don't be shocked. I'm just looking for a job to support my family. As you know, I have no background and no money. To make money, I naturally need to find someone with a big background who can protect me.

Even if you can't protect me, if something happens in the future, there is still a way out. But you, Archangel Justin, why did you die so suddenly? "

"Is that a polite question?"

"Simply curious."

"I stripped away the realm of the Kingdom of God."

A look of realization appeared on Lance's face, and he peeled off the realm. This would indeed happen.

"Send me back! I don't want to die."

"???"

Lance was amused. How could life and death be so casual?

"If you have any last wishes, tell me. After I leave here, I will help you complete your unfinished wishes."

"I will unite all the old guys in the royal family and use the forbidden magic weapon to completely kill you in the abyss."

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As for that?

He has no grudges, so how can he be so cruel?

If you unite all the old guys from the royal family and use the forbidden magic weapon, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die.

This is still the best outcome. The worst outcome is that he is sealed for thousands of years.

"You are so scary. Not only do you hide your own strength, you also hide your identity. You are not only the God of Death from Hell, but also Xiao Xiao Xiao."

A thick black fog suddenly appeared around Justin, and was quickly obscured by the thick fog.

Lance entered the dark fog and walked up to Justin, preparing to erase some of Justin's memories.

Forget about the fact that this old guy saw the little underworld holding up his idol and called him the Great Emperor.

He went to hell, and if this news spread, he would be wanted by hell immediately.

Maybe Solomon, the God of Death, would find him himself and ask him to give him an explanation.

It's too much trouble.

"How about forgetting that the seductress from the underworld held the idol and said that I was the emperor of the underworld?"

Justin, who had been deprived of his five senses, first heard Lance's words, and then he found that he could see Lance again.

"Are you also afraid that Hell will cause trouble for you?"

"I'm overthinking it. I just don't want Hell to misunderstand me. You've also seen that I don't have a good impression of the Little Underworld. If you promise not to spread this matter when I go to Hell, I won't erase this part of your memory.

I think it's impolite to erase other people's memories at will. I don't take the initiative to do this unless necessary. "

"You still want to erase my memory?"

"Afraid of trouble, it would be easier and less troublesome to erase your memory."

Justin didn't say anything. He stared at Lance for a while, his eyes falling on the dark fog around him. He could only hear Lance's words and voice.

When he looked away from Lance, he couldn't see anything, as if he had become blind.

He couldn't hear any movement.

It was also pitch black under his feet, and there was no sense of being on the ground.

It was like stepping on a soft cloud.

What kind of ability is this?

In the God Realm, he had never heard of anyone who had mastered this strange ability, nor had he heard of the Seven Demon Gods of the Abyss and other demon gods having this ability.

Is this ability really something that a lower-level demon can master?

No, Lance's current appearance is completely human!

Is this guy a black dragon or a human?

Hiding strength, hiding identity. This bastard wouldn't even hide his own race, right?

Thinking of this, Justin suddenly felt a little distressed for the heirs of the major royal families of the Abyss.

For more than two thousand years, their understanding of Lance still remained at the identity of the black dragon Lance.

I don't know anything else about him.

Lance is different. He knows the successors of the major royal families in the abyss, even if he doesn't know their true strength now.

With his current strength, he is not afraid of their hidden power.

The position of the Abyss Demon King is probably going to fall on Lance.

"Are you a human? Or a black dragon man?"

"It's all me. Why do you care about this issue at this time?" Lance said again: "Do you agree to forget that I am the Little Underworld Emperor?"

"You are not, so why do you care about this?"

"I'm afraid of trouble, forget it, it's better to erase your memory directly. Don't worry, as the God of Death in Hell, I have the hell magic to erase the memory of the soul."

"I agree to forget that you are the Little Underworld Emperor."

Lance stared at Justin for a while and nodded: "I believe you, so I won't let you swear. You are dead, so you shouldn't have the mind to make trouble. When you go to hell, I will let the God of Death Solomon invite you for tea."

The black fog covering Lance and Justin dissipated.

Brandon was still waiting at the entrance of hell. When he saw Lance, he didn't urge him or ask what happened just now.

Lord Lance was not the kind of person who was scheming and gloomy and liked to plan some messy conspiracies.

"Don't worry, Archangel Justin, I will not be a strong enemy of your fallen angels, nor will I be a strong enemy of any royal family in the abyss.

As for the position of the Demon King, I have no interest at all."

"You don't even take the position of the Demon King seriously, then you are even more terrible. The entire abyss has misjudged you, and you have deceived the entire abyss."

Lance, who could no longer bear it, kicked Justin into the hell passage. The old guy's imagination was a bit outrageous.

Brandon smiled and saluted Lance, and walked towards the depths of the passage with the fallen angel Justin.

The hell passage disappeared.

Lance saw the diamond cutter in his hand glowing, and Saint Blue sent him a message: [Lord Viscount, the era of dragons is coming! ]