Compared to the angels who pray when they have nothing to do in heaven, when the demons are idle, they always find some fun for themselves to avoid their lives being too lonely, and having a banquet becomes the characteristic of hell. What big things are big and small, don’t talk about the important things, and celebrating the banquet is the truth.

As soon as the news of the Demon Banquet leaked, the demons in hell were crazy about trying to grab the invitation.

They have not seen the depravity of "Lucyphir"! There is also the "miserable appearance" of Michael and Gabriel's two mortal enemies. How can you miss such a rare opportunity? What made the devil grit his teeth was that the number of invitation posts was limited. Lucifer sent the fallen angels to give them to the strong men of all races, controlling the bloody storm to the lowest level.

If you can't grab it, you can throw it!

The demons cursed and despised Lucifer, and were heard by the newly established dark race, the fallen angel, and the end was to be beaten to death.

The original fallen angels also cried with joy. In hell for so many years, some of them were accidentally eroded by the power of darkness on the battlefield, and some were tempted/induced to fall into devils, with their strengths high and low. If their strength is not strong, the fallen angels will often be bullied and humiliated by demons, or become playthings for high-level demons. Now there is finally a force that stands out for them!

The magic banquet held a month later proved the status of fallen angels to all major races in hell!

The resources of hell are limited. The birth of any new race is to step on the corpses of other races. Moreover, this time it is a fallen angel that has been discriminated against by demons all year round. The demon feast is full of dangers, and the demons who want to participate in this demon feast must consider whether they can escape unstoppable.

Three thousand invitations include all the king-level demons and some demon princes. Only less than ten demon dukes with high identity backgrounds are qualified to participate. The most typical of these is David.

The son of Bethimus, the magic dragon David.

Although Grandpa Ulysses was sincerely persuading him, David still chose to follow his father to settle in hell with his father, and occasionally returned to the mortal world to visit his mother. With the full help of Behemoth, he has successfully transformed into an abyss demon dragon in recent days. As soon as he woke up, he entered the level of the demon prince, making those guys who had only broken through to the demon prince for tens of thousands of years were heartbroken.

Isn't it just a good father...

After saying goodbye to the identity of the low-level black dragon, David's personality has not changed much, but he smiles a lot and lives easier.

The strong people in this world are respected, and only with strength can we protect ourselves.

"Father, there are so many demon princes. Can I really attend the demon banquet?" David said shyly to his father. He felt embarrassed about his father robbing other demon invitations.

Behemoth didn't feel anything at all, and raised the gorgeous black invitation in his hand, "Sit next to me, I see who has any objection!" While speaking, he looked through the invitation and said, "What a big deal, no invitation letter has a one-time teleportation array. Once the time comes, the holder of the invitation can be teleported outside the Ten Thousand Demons Hall."

"Father!"

David was helpless. He was still a little maladapted about the devil's style.

"Don't you want to meet Lucifer?" Behemoth brought his son over and stuffed the invitation into his arms. "It's hard for him to meet now. If you miss this opportunity, you don't know how long it will take to see him."

"What I want to see is the Messiah-"

"The Messiah is Lucifer. I hope you can die after you have read him." Behemoth said with regret, David's mouth twitching, and he strongly denied, "Father, I don't like Lucifer, I just respect His Highness the Messiah..."

"Go and cheat."

Behemoth didn't believe a word.

These days, the demons who say "respect" have a few dirty thoughts in their hearts.

David was unable to correct his father's brain circuit anymore, so he had to hold the invitation back to his side palace. Behemoth was relieved of his strength, but was worried about his mind, afraid that he would be deceived by other demons, so he kept him in the palace for many years and did not go out easily.

Fortunately, David was not a rebellious child. After understanding his father's intentions, he stayed in the palace obediently.

It’s hard to get along with hell, this is common sense in the three realms.

Seven days before the start of the magic banquet, the owner who received the invitation basically decided that there were no fewer demons who died under the invitation, and they cast a bloody smell on the three thousand black invitations. The chaos in hell subsided, and the rest of the days were waiting for the beginning of the magic banquet to see Lucifer's charm.

Some of the main cities of Hell are full of high-level demons wandering around. They are buying clothes and jewelry for attending the magic banquet. The bosses of the head collectively ordered the demons not to be embarrassed in front of the fallen angels!

Barefoot, bare chest exposed/breasts or the like are not good!

You must wear regular clothes!

After the Creation/World Celebration, three years were not long or short, but it was enough for the demons to understand how turtle-haired true fallen angels were. Anyone who saw their clothes were not neatly dressed or said swear words, let alone hooking up, the fallen angels were too lazy to even roll their eyes to the demons.

Elegant! Noble! Etiquette! Temperament! Reserved!

If not, get out!

Five great requests hit all the demons who wanted to prostitute a fallen angel.

Apart from making up for bad things or giving up, there is no second or third way for the demons to make a choice. What? Want to force a fallen angel who voluntarily becomes a demon? Those fallen angels who join the fallen angel legion will teach the demons to be human in minutes.

The high-end luxury goods in hell began to sell well, and before they knew it, it became a trend. The demons who made jewelry couldn't stop laughing, and gradually some demons were lazy. Change the color of the jewelry worn by the angels and became freshly released demonic ornaments. They made things without any brains. This behavior was eventually discovered by a fallen angel.

The high-level demon who bought this type of pirated jewelry was unfortunately seen through and was ridiculed by a fallen angel from the top of his head to the toes. The sharpness and meanness made the demon almost vomit blood.

[Isn’t it just that I used heaven’s things to switch to? What’s the matter with you fallen angels!]

Unfortunately, I dare not scold this sentence.

The high-level demons left in shame, and the ordinary demons watching this scene nearby felt a slight heart. Before the fallen angel's eyes swept towards them, the demon who also bought such things quickly ran away. No one wanted to see the ridicule technique of the fallen angel's blackening.

He is worthy of being the devil's natural enemy! Even after he falls, he will still gain hatred.

Even if he stands in the dark camp, the fallen angel maintains his principles and acts, which is good or evil. He knows clearly in his heart that there is no need for these demons to point fingers. What he needs to do is to let these ugly demons understand that the fallen angels will not be in harmony with the demons, and they will still oppose what they should oppose! Unless the demons show their abilities to get the recognition of the fallen angels!

Thinking of His Highness Lucifer's words some time ago, "Live with a clear conscience", the fallen angel felt excited. After all, hell is just one of the three realms, and the demon is just an indigenous person inside. You can't let a piece of rat shit break a pot of soup.

After all, there are a few who can look at hell rationally. More fallen angels hate demons and disdain to be companions with demons. Lucifer knows these situations well and does not use any means to force them to integrate into the hell class.

He was also waiting quietly.

Confident.

He was waiting for the battle, waiting for the war, and exchanged blood for cooperation between the fallen angels and the demons.

The problem of time is left to time to solve. He, the devil, did not intend to worry about things that will happen thousands of years later. If the number of fallen fallen today is slowed down, even if Lucifer turns a blind eye to the matter of falling fallen in heaven, the angels entering hell are limited, far less than one-third of the number of heaven in his previous life.

Lucifer sensed the degree of light and dark balance in the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons, and temporarily relieved, and there was room for ease.

Next is to unify the hell and make the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons a veritable palace of hell.

Looking at the Ten Thousand Demons' Palace, which belongs to, is formed little by little, and sitting in this world, Lucifer has an indescribable pride. Without wealth, it doesn't matter, without enough subordinates, it doesn't matter, it's his things that will finally be obtained by him. He uses his own ability to pick up the lost things again, rather than obtaining them with his innate identity. Isn't this the greatest value of this rebirth?

He, Lucifer, is still Satan, the Lord of Hell without God!

Lucifer's fingertips rubbed the invitation under his sleeve. Every word on it was written by him, but the invitation was the one he was not sure of coming. In the end, he sent out this incomparable invitation.

An invitation was sent successfully.

The person who forwarded the letter looked strange, but the fallen angel opposite him was very calm, with an expression that if you don't accept it, don't blame me if you die. The guard of the Wisdom Angel dared not refuse. He gritted his teeth and let his companions watch the fallen angel with a strange purpose. He immediately ran to Xingtian and gave this hot invitation to the attendant of the Seraphic Palace.

"Is this...hell invitation?"

The attendant looked at the invitation post, then looked at the expression of the guards of the Wisdom Angel sweating, expressing his understanding.

"I will give it to your highness for you." The attendant's gentle words sootheed the guard's wounded heart. Before the attendant asked a few more questions, the guard escaped and left all the troubles to the attendant.

The servant: "..." Bai Haoxin comforted you!

The palace of Seraph’s long and angels was quiet, and no one dared to disturb him. Lucifer was working with his head down, and the quill made a subtle rustling sound on the paper. The surrounding decoration environment changed a different style, no longer cold and solemn, but also had a sense of warmth.

The reason is the little guy lying on His Highness Lucifer's leg.

At this time, he kicked his calf and slept in a daze, wanting to come out of the blanket to breathe.

The attendant's fear of holding the letter disappeared, and he couldn't help laughing. Mamen, who was less than three years old, had not appeared in the open face of heaven, but the angels who were looking after His Highness knew that he had made His Highness improve his mood and deepened the relationship between His Highness and His Highness Metatron and His Highness Hania.

His Highness Metatron's children are in the mortal world and it is difficult to meet each other for a short time. After knowing that Mamen exists, His Highness Metatron put down his prejudice against darkness and put some of his feelings towards children on Mamen.

Haniya came down more diligently than His Highness Metatron. Every time he either smiled gently and talked to His Highness. Speaking of which, His Highness Belia dressed up as a little girl to tease the child. Unfortunately, His Highness Mamen did not like such "friends", but instead favored His Highness Lucifer's arms.

The attendant's thoughts shook all the way to 108,000 miles, touching the scrutiny of the Archangel's gaze. He suddenly calmed down and respectfully sent this invitation in a typical dark style forward, "Your Highness, this is something that the guard asked me to hand it over to you."
Chapter completed!