He took a few deep breaths and said, "Saint Gloria! I promise you that I will return the magic power of hell to the origin star, but you must also return the magic power to the origin star, otherwise the two of us will fight here until the enemies in deep space come over!"
Saint Gloria said quietly: "Yes."
The Lord of Hell snorted coldly and flashed back into hell.
Saint Gloria also returned.
After a while, the heaven plane began to return the magic power to the origin star, and hell also released the magic power back to the earth.
Methos didn't understand why the Angel Lord wanted him to return the magic power to the Origin Star. Anyway, the concentration of magic power was not enough for him to continue to improve, so there was no pity in returning it.
But the damn fire was still lingering on him.
Damn, who is the person behind this?
You've already promised to return the magic power, why do you want to burn me?
Methos stayed in his abyss palace with a gloomy face. This place was usually filled with dark elements and without light, but now the flames on his body illuminated the palace completely red, like the palace of the fire demon.
At this time, the lava maggot demon that had already hatched felt the temperature of Methos' body and approached cautiously. Methos kicked him away in annoyance.
Heaven and Hell continued to release water for a month, and Hekate's Three Thousand Flames Curse and Heaven's Hate Curse also lasted for a month.
Methos couldn't bear it anymore. It's not that he hadn't resisted before, but all his means of resistance would only be effective for one day. The next day, he would be made ineffective by the doom that was coming. If it continued to burn, his magic power would really run out, so he hurried to heaven to find Saint Gloria to argue.
Saint Gloria was speechless and called up Hecate's consciousness. This was the first time that Methos saw the person behind the scenes.
Damn, a starry sky?!
Who on earth is this person? How could he be so miserable?
Methos wanted to vomit blood.
"What?" Hecate asked.
Saint Gloria pointed at the Lord of Hell and said, "Look."
"Huh, fireball?"
Methos gritted his teeth and said, "I am the master of hell. You burned me for a month and you still don't know who I am?"
Hecate: “….”
This guy is quite durable. There has been no problems for a month. I don’t know how strong his combat capability is, but his defense is obviously stronger than Alice’s.
Saint Gloria: "Why did you burn him?"
"Hasn't he returned those angel souls to you yet?" Hecate said.
Xingxing said that this guy had threatened the Angel God with the souls of Jiali and others, so if we don't burn him severely now, then what are we waiting for?
Saint Gloria: “It seems to be true.”
As she spoke, she turned her gaze towards the Lord of Hell.
Methos's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. This was one of the means he used to restrain the Angel God. If he let it go, wouldn't he be missing a trump card?
If he doesn't let go, his magic power will be burned out!
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