Chapter 269 The Devil's Determination

The dark hall.

The torches on the walls swaying in the wind dispelled the darkness. In the dim firelight, several long shadows on the smooth ground twisted from time to time as the firelight swayed.

In the middle of the hall, there was a stone platform more than two meters high. Lan Wu lay on the stone platform peacefully, with his hands crossed on his chest, as if he was sleeping soundly. Around the stone platform, there were several demons with hideous faces. If Lan Wu was still awake, he would be shocked. These demons were all top figures in the forces of hell.

Diablo, Mephisto, Baal, Andariel, Duriel and other three great demons and four demon kings were all here.

"The last piece of the puzzle is in hand." Diablo stretched out his blood-red tongue and licked his lips, his eyes shot out a strong light, not hiding the greed and desire in his heart at the moment.

"Maybe we have to think about it seriously again." Mephisto hesitated. It was some distance away from the stone platform, unlike its brothers Diablo and Baal, and even less like the four demon kings. It was separated from the other demons inadvertently and spontaneously. It had high hopes for this so-called plan from the beginning.

Back then, the Archangel Tyrael destroyed the World Stone with one blow, causing the world to split into three worlds. This was a very ideal result for it. As long as the main body was in hell, the clones condensed from the three worlds would not be able to affect the existence of the main body even if they died forever. And from these three worlds, more negative emotions can be obtained than before. This was the best situation for it.

"Shut up, idiot." Baal did not give this brother any face, and his eyes did not hide his inner greed at all: "One world split into three worlds, no, no, no, this also makes those humans less. This is not in our interests. Whoever is willing to withdraw from this plan, take your people back to hell now. Only the winner deserves to enjoy the final spoils."

Andariel and the other four demon kings raised their mouths slightly and lowered their heads reservedly. Mephisto is a noble demon god after all. Although he is a little timid, he is not the object of their ridicule.

"This is just a suggestion." Mephisto laughed dryly twice and stopped talking. What a joke, only a fool would give up such a delicious and powerful negative emotion. How can you go back to hell now?

"Since no one objects, let's discuss the next issue." Diablo laughed strangely, and his eyes swept across the faces of his two brothers and the four demon kings one by one: "His current strength is not enough to meet our requirements. Especially now that he has obtained an eyeball of the dragon Tag'o."

"Respected Lord Diablo." Andariel took over the conversation and saluted reservedly: "It was originally my task to bring him here, but I'm sorry that you took action to bring him back. I feel deeply guilty about this. I once had a one-year agreement with him. My original intention was to let him improve to a level that would satisfy you in this year..."

"Speak to the point." Baal snorted heavily in a rough voice.

"Yes, respected Lord Baal." Andariel smiled reservedly, immediately discarded those vain and impetuous contents without substance, and went straight to the point: "He is now in our hands. And we all know that human professionals need to absorb the magic energy of demons to improve their strength. And aren't we demons?"

"I object." Mephisto exploded on the spot. If it was before, there would be no problem. Just a little bit of magic power. But now this damn human has an eyeball of Tago'o. My God, who dares to mess with him. It will take many years for his own soul to make up for the sealed clone.

"I object too." Diablo suddenly spoke up and stood on Mephisto's side.

Baal's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the look he looked at his two brothers was a little wrong. Andariel's suggestion is quite in line with its appetite.

Simple and fast.

The three great demons and the four great demon kings joined forces, and it didn't take long for this human to meet the requirements of the plan. It has been waiting for thousands of years. Seeing that the obsession of thousands of years will be freed soon, how can it be willing to waste so much time.

"My respected brother, please listen to my explanation." Diablo laughed, and his eyes suddenly drifted to Lan Wu on the stone platform, with a little more fear in his eyes: "I was once sealed by that eyeball."

After saying this, the fierce light in Baal's eyes disappeared, replaced by a strong sense of caution. It knows the strength of its brother. The soul stone brought down from heaven by Tyrael tortured it for so many years, and it was Diablo who broke the seal and rescued it.

Even Diablo is afraid, obviously there are more inside stories.

"I tried to use magic to erode the soul of this human. Unfortunately, my magic can't overflow this eyeball. The magic of the dragon Tago'o is not something I can deal with now." Diablo's tone suddenly added a little panic, holding his head and shaking his head: "That feeling is too terrible. Its understanding of the soul far exceeds ours."

Baal's face became ugly. This was the first time it had seen Diablo show such a terrified look. Suddenly it froze for a moment, and immediately asked back: "But you finally escaped."

"Lasma let me go." Diablo returned to normal, and frankly admitted that it was one of the greatest opponents of the Hell Force who had rescued him.

Andariel and the other four demon kings looked at each other with a little bit of panic in each other's eyes. Isn't Rathma, the ancestor of the Necromancer, a disciple of the dragon Tageo? Wasn't there anyone else who could stop Rathma from rescuing Diavolo? What about Bulkesso? Where is Mavina? What about Eldor? What do these powerful humans want to do?

Question marks came one after another, completely confusing the four of them. They can see the weirdness in it. Powerful human legendary heroes like Rathma have always stood on the opposite side of Hell, and it is impossible for them to cooperate with Diavolo. But the fact before us is completely opposite.

Rathma frees Diavolo.

What does he want to do?

Barr's eyes sharpened suddenly, and he growled in a low voice: "Why would he let you go?"

"I reached an agreement with him." Diavolo ignored Barr's ferocious gaze and said with a strange smile: "He can't lie to me. He... no, it should be said that they are tired of staying in God. Abandoned land. They also want to reintegrate the three worlds and regain their freedom, and all we need to pay is to promise them not to harm this human life."

"Ha, hahaha..." Barr was stunned for a moment, then laughed wildly, and even burst into tears from the corners of his eyes: "Those guys...hahaha, if that old demon dragon learns that his disciples and followers plan to fight with We collaborated... it was so much fun.”

Mephisto, Andariel and the other four demon kings also laughed uncontrollably. After so many years, even if they regain their freedom, what trouble can those guys still be able to overcome with their strength. It sounds like no one has made any progress in all these years.

Diablo poured cold water on Barr and others at this moment: "Now is not the time to laugh at others. It is time to think about how to make him meet our conditions."

The laughter suddenly stopped. After being silent for a while, Baal finally burst out with gritted teeth: "In that case, throw him into my Worldstone Fortress. We are waiting for him at the Throne of Destruction."