Chapter 522 Coincidence

Raphael suddenly snapped his fingers and fell to the ground. Corella was tied up with the activated rope and disappeared into the depths of the Underdark with a burst of fire and scattered sparks, leaving only the sudden loss in place. The target is twisting the activated rope in confusion.

"What did you do?"

Nohir immediately clenched his battle ax and prepared for battle, but Raphael just waved his hand casually and then explained.

"Calm down, this arrogant gentleman, I'm just clearing out some irrelevant people first. After all, our next conversation is relatively private."

Nohir frowned slightly, raised his hand to summon the activated rope, and then asked.

"Where did you leave her?"

Raphael also answered.

"I don't know either. This place has been exuding a unique magic wave, which interferes with the function of the teleportation spell. The reason why I came here from hell so quickly is because the little mouse prepared one for me in advance. A stable beacon, but the little mouse himself doesn’t have such good treatment.”

"So I don't know exactly where she will be thrown, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, after she dies, her soul will return to my home to be reborn. At that time, I will naturally have a lot of time to arrange her future. Destiny, but now, let’s get back on track.”

Raphael turned to look at Nohir.

"Because what I am about to tell you is the deepest ambition I have hidden. Before today, no one in the world knew about this ambition except me. But now, I will share this deepest secret with You, just to win your slightest bit of trust.”

"Really? Then should I say that I am deeply honored."

"Even if it's just for politeness and decency, you really should say this, but who cares about these things nowadays?"

Raphael kept that smile, and then suddenly, a touch of extreme desire and a hint of hidden madness appeared on his face. He spoke slowly and spoke to Nohir word by word.

"Since the birth of the Nine Hells, for countless millions of years, the devils have been fighting an endless, meaningless, and hopeless battle! Our Lord of Hell has never finished There is no trace of the ruler's responsibility, but he just sits stiffly on his throne, squandering his supreme power wantonly, keeping the entire Nine Hells in such a state of half-death. "

"He should have been able to do better. He should have been able to rely on his supreme dominance to completely twist the entire nine levels of hell into one rope, completely end the eternal war, and lead the devil to a more glorious future. But he didn't do that!"

"This is a waste, a shameful waste! Our precious power should not be consumed in such a meaningless place, and the supreme power should not be squandered in such an excessive way! There is no doubt that in this ten thousand Over the course of thousands of years, our Lord of Hell has proven that he is not worthy of leading the entire Hell."

"The Nine Hells need a new Demon King! And that Demon King is me! I will lead the entire Nine Hells to stride towards a new, glorious and great future! But to do this, I need to go far beyond what I am now The power!”

"...That's why you want Karthus' crown."

Nohir read it without emotion, so that Raphael could continue the topic, but Raphael didn't care about these little things, he just continued to express his arrogance.

"That's right! It's ancient and mysterious, full of miraculous magic. On the day Karsus fell, I was there. At that time, I wanted to do it myself and take the opportunity to seize the crown, but Mephistopheles Suddenly appeared and snatched it from my hand!"

A trace of anger appeared on Raphael's face again.

"I was angry from the bottom of my heart - but I was only angry for about ten years. After that, I have been watching silently, waiting for the movement of the crown, waiting for a mistake, accident or accident, so that the crown can escape from that iron cock. Free your hands."

Having said this, Raphael sighed again.

"I thought I was well prepared, but when the accident happened, I realized how inadequate my preparation was. I had been waiting for that opportunity for more than 1,000 years, but when the crown really came from After Mephistopheles disappeared from his treasure house, I lost track of the crown at the same time... I lost track of it."

"You can't imagine how angry I was at that time. I thought I might never find the crown in this life, but what I didn't expect was that in a pursuit to vent my anger, I could actually encounter two gods. One of the chosen ones was even my former slave, but what surprised me even more, and what I couldn’t believe, was that I actually got the clue to the crown from that slave’s mouth.”

Raphael smiled dumbly when he said this. The coincidence in this world is really wonderful, but Nohir didn't have any additional reaction to Raphael's words.

In this world, no one understands the ambition in Raphael's heart better than Nohill. He also knows that once Raphael really gets the crown, Raphael will indeed gain extremely powerful power with this thing.

However, even if he gained the power comparable to that of a god through the crown, Noshir didn't think he could realize his ambition to unify hell with it. The Nine Hells already had their own masters. Unless Asmodeus was dead or blind, he would never allow Raphael to make such a rebellious act.

This rebellion would eventually develop into a battle between two gods, and Raphael's chance of winning was very slim, unless he could find the other two artifacts lost by Karsus from some unknown corner. Only when the three artifacts were combined would Raphael have a slight chance of defeating or tying Asmodeus.

And Noshir wouldn't even let this happen. After all, he would never take the initiative to hand over the crown to Raphael. His ambition was doomed to fail.

Raphael didn't know what Noshir was thinking at this time, he just continued.

"I didn't expect that the two people in front of me were the murderers behind the theft of the crown. I didn't expect that they had only obtained the crown for a few days, and these incompetent guys let this artifact slip away from their hands."

"This tortuous experience really tested my heart. I angrily asked them about the whereabouts of the crown. Fortunately, these guys at least knew who had the crown. Otherwise, I would really doubt whether these idiots have the qualifications to live in this world."