Chapter 88 God's Purge Plan (15)
“That’s right!” Mammon’s fat body squeezed out from the darkness, his small eyes rolling around, flashing with greed.
"Lucifer, you are a dangerous man, we can't make a deal with you!" He fanned the flames while secretly hiding the treasure in his hand behind his back, as if he was afraid that Lucifer would snatch it away.
The surrounding demons also began to talk among themselves, and the scene was in chaos, even more lively than a vegetable market.
Facing Samuel's slander and Mammon's taking advantage of the situation, Lucifer remained unusually calm.
A sneer appeared on his lips. "Samuel, do you think you can fool me with such a crude trick?" His voice was low and powerful, as if carrying some kind of magic, instantly suppressing the noise around him.
He slowly raised his hands...
Lucifer slowly raised his hand, and a scroll shining with a faint light appeared at his fingertips.
The scroll contained dense records of Samuel's collusion with Mammon and the selling of demon intelligence. Every transaction was clear, like ironclad evidence.
He waved it lightly, and the scroll unfolded, projecting a curtain of light, exposing Samuel's ugly deeds to all the demons.
"Samuel, your so-called justice is nothing but a disguise to cover up your crimes." Lucifer raised his lips with a mocking arc.
Samuel's face turned pale in an instant. Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, he shouted in panic, "No, this is not true! This is a fake! Lucifer, how dare you frame me!" He defended himself with all his might, but his trembling voice revealed his inner panic.
The demons around him began to whisper to each other, and looked at Samuel with contempt and disdain.
A former comrade-in-arms turned out to be such a despicable traitor. This is simply a disgrace to the demon world!
When Feng Ziang saw Samuel's ugly appearance, his tense nerves finally relaxed. He thought to himself that Lucifer did not let him down.
He took a deep breath quietly, feeling the power flowing in his body, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
Samuel was furious and roared with a ferocious face: "I will kill you, Lucifer!" He gathered black mist in his hands and rushed towards Lucifer like a fierce ghost with bared fangs and claws.
Wherever the black fog passed, the air made a shrill hissing sound, which was frightening.
Lucifer's movements were light and swift, like a ghost in the dark night, moving freely among the black mist.
Every time he dodged, it was like dancing on the edge of a knife, dangerous yet full of elegance.
He swung his hand back, and a sharp blade of light cut through the sky, carrying a powerful momentum, forcing Samuel to retreat again and again.
The surrounding demons fled in fear, fearing that they would be affected by this sudden battle.
Some of them hid behind stone pillars, some lay on the ground, and some even crawled directly into the cracks in the ground. The scene was in chaos.
Screams, curses, and crashes intertwined like a symphony, chaotic and even more noisy than a boiling pot.
Mammon's fat body rolled to the side. While dodging, he looked towards the center of the battlefield in horror.
The battle between Lucifer and Samuel can be described as earth-shattering and even more exciting than a horror movie.
Lucifer's eyes sparkled, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said softly: "The game... has just begun."
Lucifer sneered, "How dare you show off your skills in front of an expert?" He put his hands together, muttered something, and a powerful energy wave spread out from him, and the surrounding space seemed to be distorted.
Golden light burst out from his body, illuminating the entire dark trading market like daylight.
This light is more dazzling than the laser lights in a disco and brighter than the spotlights in a concert!
"Great Light Spell!" Lucifer shouted in a low voice, and the golden light instantly condensed into a beam of light, rushing straight into the sky, as if to pierce the sky.
With this momentum and special effects, it is definitely a strong contender for the "Oscar Award for Best Visual Effects"!
The demons around were all stunned, their jaws almost dropping to the ground.
When had they ever seen such magnificent magic?
This is simply a fight between gods!
Samuel, who was hit by the beam of light, let out a miserable scream and fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string. He couldn't get up for a long time.
His clothes were tattered and his hair was messy, making him look like a beggar.
He was spitting blood and crying out, "Please spare my life, Lord Lucifer! I will never dare to do it again!" This scene was even scarier than a horror movie!
Feng Ziang looked at the radiant Lucifer. This man was simply too handsome!
More charming than movie stars and more charismatic than the male protagonist in novels!
He felt like a little fan girl chasing a star, and he wanted to rush up and give Lucifer a hug of love!
After the battle, Lucifer walked up to Feng Ziang and asked softly: "Ziang, are you okay? Are you scared?" Feng Ziang shook his head. Lucifer gently stroked Feng Ziang's hair, his eyes so gentle that tears could drip out.
"Be good, it's okay." The demons around all showed envious eyes when they saw this scene.
This dog food is even sweeter than the chocolate on 520!
Just when Lucifer was about to continue the transaction with Mamon, Mamon suddenly cried and said: "Lord Lucifer, the treasure... the treasure was snatched away by Belia, the owner of the Dark Magic Castle! The transaction... the transaction can't continue..." Lucifer frowned, "Belia?" A cold light flashed in his eyes, "It seems that we have to go to the Dark Magic Castle..."
The howling wind sounded like ghosts and wolves, shrieking in my ears.
The dark magic castle stands in the night like a giant beast that chooses its prey, exuding a chilling and eerie aura.
The air was filled with the nauseating smell of decay and blood.
The walls of the castle seemed to be made of obsidian, with pits and grooves on the surface, as if countless ferocious ghost faces were spying on the visitors.
Feng Ziang's heart was pounding as he looked at the castle in front of him that exuded an ominous aura.
You can tell at first glance that this place is not a good place to stay!
He quietly tugged at the corner of Lucifer's clothes, with a barely perceptible worry in his voice: "Lucifer... this place doesn't look good..."
Lucifer sneered. He held Feng Ziang's hand, feeling the slight coolness in his palm, and said with a hint of contempt: "What are you afraid of? It's just a broken castle. In my eyes, it's no different from a slide in kindergarten."
He took Feng Ziang's hand and strode into the castle.
As soon as I walked through the gate, a gloomy voice came from all directions, accompanied by an uncomfortable smile: "Hey, isn't this our fallen angel Lucifer? What? You came to visit my castle without even saying hello in advance?"
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