Chapter 199 Mephisto's Compromise

In the jungle, a strong chill emanated from Mephisto. The trees and ground around him were covered with a thin layer of white frost. He was very angry now.

"Do you want to stop me?" Mephisto blew out a stream of cold air, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped.

The nearby skinners saw that the Lord Demon was like a volcano about to erupt, and they all kept silent and hid in the distance secretly. They were just the lowest level demons, and they were not even demons in Mephisto's eyes. How could they dare to make a sound when the Lord Demon was angry.

Several electric ghosts were not affected by Mephisto's pressure, and they still seemed to be aimlessly cruising around Mephisto. However, they never dared to approach the area in front of Mephisto.

In front of Mephisto stood a human. A human covered in a black cloak. This person was naturally none other than the Dark Wanderer, the Demon God Diablo.

"My brother, he is very important to our plan." The Dark Wanderer was indifferent, not caring about the pressure that Mephisto deliberately showed.

"That's your plan!" Mephisto was timid, and cold air spewed out of his mouth, and the frost on the surrounding trees and the ground became thicker.

"No, no, no, this also concerns you. Dear brother." The Dark Wanderer was still indifferent, slowly raised his head, revealing a face full of cracks: "Don't forget that we come from hell. Where is our territory. Here... This is just the place we once wanted to destroy."

Mephisto fell silent, his eyes flickered. How could he not know what the Dark Wanderer said. In order to destroy this world, he brought fear here to strengthen the power of hell, and even planned the betrayal of hell himself, and took the initiative to let Andariel and the other four demon kings exile their three brothers here.

The plan was perfect. The three of them entered the shelter smoothly. But they soon discovered that this world actually restricted their power. And the sudden attack of humans almost made them sleep forever in the Soul Stone. Fortunately, Diablo seduced King Leoric and searched around as a dark wanderer again, and finally released Mephisto and Baal.

It was not until then that it realized that its three brothers were too naive. It was terrified by the powerful strength of humans. Just after escaping from the Soul Stone, it hurried to collect souls and strengthen its own strength. But at the same time, it had a deep fear of humans in its heart.

It didn't know whether Diablo and Baal knew the potential of humans. But it deeply felt the horror of humans. If it weren't for that damn World Stone, humans would probably be above hell and heaven. It never mentioned this to its two brothers, and was focused on collecting human souls. Over time, it fell in love with this place.

Unlike hell, it is Mephisto, the king of hatred. The advent of demons has put humans on the verge of extinction. Except for those damn, nosy Horadrim, most humans are full of negative emotions such as fear and hatred. So it found that this place is better than hell.

The nearly endless souls allowed it to enjoy treatment it had never enjoyed in hell. The hatred in the hearts of humans became its most delicious food and source of power. It can even be said that as long as a person has hatred in his heart, it can be immortal. Even if it is sealed by the Soul Stone again, it is confident that it can break the seal and escape with the help of endless hatred.

"My brother, you should enjoy this world. This is more suitable for us than hell." Mephisto slowed down his tone and tried to persuade the Dark Wanderer.

"This is not suitable for us." The Dark Wanderer smiled faintly, and a bloody light burst out of his eyes.

"Why?" Mephisto was a little angry. It is true that it is the weakest among the three, but they are all demons. The power level is the same, and the power is almost the same. Why should I be so obedient?

"We are demons, the mortal enemies of Heaven." The smile on the face of the Dark Wanderer disappeared, and his eyes suddenly became gloomy: "This is the decision made by Baal and I. Even you can't refuse."

"Diabolo!" Mephisto's tone suddenly rose, and then he slowed down his tone in frustration, and continued to persuade in a negotiating tone: "I know what you two are planning. But you should know."

After a pause, it organized its words slightly and continued: "The World Stone certainly limits our power, but it also limits the power of humans. Think about that damn barbarian Bul-Kathos and that Lasma. Their power was already comparable to ours, and even slightly exceeded ours. If they lose the restriction of the World Stone, how far will they grow? Hell? Heaven? No, no, no, at that time, whether it is demons or angels, they will be trampled under the feet of humans. Don't forget that they are all descendants of angels and demons."

The Dark Wanderer was silent, and a little struggle appeared on his face. This is also one of the few problems he is worried about. It knows everything Mephisto said.

Hell symbolizes chaos, and heaven symbolizes order. And humans have both. This is one of the reasons why humans can be transformed into demons. Because humans are the contradiction between chaos and order. Some people are inclined to darkness, while others are inclined to light. Darkness and light are two extremes that cannot coexist.

"Before we determine the nature of human beings, we should not act rashly." Seeing the hesitation on the face of the Dark Wanderer, Mephisto quickly advised: "The God-Blessed One is just a small matter. There have been God-Blessed Ones before, and there are God-Blessed Ones now, and there will definitely be God-Blessed Ones in the future. I believe that by that time we will have thoroughly studied human beings. At that time, we can decide whether to implement this plan. This is the most ideal result."

"Enough." The Dark Wanderer suddenly raised his head and stared at Mephisto, who was more than four meters tall: "The nature of human beings has been determined. They are a contradiction of chaos and order, and have the nature of both angels and demons. Even if you wait another thousand years, they will never change. If you don't agree with this plan, go to Baal in person. But before getting Baal's reply, I will never allow you to kill the God-Blessed One. He is the key to the plan."

Mephisto's eyes became gloomy, and he did not give a reply for a long time. The Dark Wanderer was not afraid at all, and did not give in to his gaze. After a long while, it retracted its gaze and roared angrily: "Okay, okay. I promise you. But I have to vent my anger."

"No problem, dear brother." The Dark Wanderer smiled faintly and turned to walk into the jungle.

Watching the Dark Wanderer disappear in the jungle, Mephisto's eyes burst into anger, and then roared: "A bunch of idiots, are you not ready yet?"