A promise from the King of Hell.

Let the King of Hell take action once.

For a moment, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Fan nodded slightly: "Okay."

After all, in the future, we might really face a desperate situation.

It's great to have the King of Hell as a helper.

Crowley smiled and stretched out his hand to form a contract.

"But I still need to ask you a few questions." Lin Fan suddenly spoke again.

"You're actually negotiating terms with me..." Crowley smiled helplessly, but seeing that Lin Fan was still holding the first blade, he could only say: "Three, no more."

Lin Fan nodded: "Just three."

Crowley nodded slightly, changed the contract, and handed it to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan looked at the contract and said, "Party A needs to pay the slate, and Party B needs to answer three questions from Party A, and Party B needs to take action for Party A once."

Party A’s name already has the paw print of a devil.

Party B’s name should be left blank.

"There is no doubt that the devil's contract is stronger than the promise of the gods." Crowley chuckled: "I am a businessman, and I pay more attention to integrity. Otherwise, hell would not have developed beyond Amy's era."

"Just sign your name, press your fingerprints, or use other methods, as long as you leave your mark." Crowley added: "This contract will be bound to your soul."

Lin Fan pressed the bloody fingerprint.

"The contract comes into effect."

A voice appeared in Lin Fan's ears, and in just a moment, the contract merged into Lin Fan and Crowley's bodies like a stream of light, and there seemed to be an extra connection between the two.

At the same time, Lin Fan could finally see that beside Crowley were dozens of three-headed hellhounds with their flesh spread out, their bodies rotting, and pus leaking from the corners of their mouths.

They roared and panted, sprayed hot flames, and had tall bodies.

The seemingly amiable Crowley stood among them like a master.

"Have you seen my little pets? Aren't these little guys so cute?" Crowley smiled: "If you break the contract, you will be torn apart by the puppies."

Lin Fan was too lazy to answer Crowley: "First question, what is this slate?"

Crowley frowned slightly, but still replied: "The desecrated tablet records the [Devil's] rules."

"Second question, who created the blasphemous tablet?" Lin Fan continued to ask.

"According to legend, he is the original creator. Some say he is God, some say he is the king of heaven, some say he is the real creator god, and some say he died and became divided into the creator gods of various major pantheons.

But no matter what, he is the beginning of everything and the end of everything.”

"Third question, what do you want this stone slab for?" Lin Fan continued to ask.

Crowley was suddenly a little confused, but he still said: "The knowledge above... was left by the original creator."

"It has [Devil] rules on it, and the knowledge recorded on this stone tablet corresponding to hell can be used to manage hell and completely control all demons."

"These stone tablets are equivalent to the "management instructions" written by the original creator when he created thousands of planes."

"Whoever gets the corresponding blasphemous slate can become the well-deserved king of that realm. Of course, you can't understand this slate. You must be the prophet chosen by [Destiny] to understand it."

"So it's useless for you to hold it."

Lin Fan was shocked in his heart. This already involves the Kingdom of Heaven and the so-called "Primary Creator"!

Blasphemy the slate!

Whoever gets the corresponding stone tablet can replace the Creator and completely rule that plane!

"Okay, give me this slate." Crowley said, stretched out his right hand, turned into a huge claw and stretched towards the slate.

Lin Fan slightly tightened his grip on the first blade. Now that he knew the power of this stone slab, he no longer wanted to give it to Crowley.

He is a despicable and shameless Shura God!

What happened to going back on your word!

The first blade emitted a dense red light, as if it could not wait to rush into Lin Fan's body and strike out with a knife. There was also the bewitchment of ghosts and gods in his ears, as if someone was murmuring.

"Kill him, use my power, kill him..."

"Why, are you not as trustworthy as the devil?" Crowley frowned slightly: "Your heart is filthier than the devil."

"Roar!"

The invisible hell dog's fangs flashed as it stepped towards Lin Fan.

Except for Lin Fan, no one else could see these hateful-looking three-headed hell dogs. They could only see sharp scratches on the ground.

Lin Fan held the first blade and looked at the Hell Demon Dog and Crowley walking towards him. He felt that his sword was enough to kill Crowley and those invisible three-headed dogs!

Even if he is the king of hell!

but.

If you cut it off with one knife, your body will not be able to withstand the backlash.

When the time comes, you will die too!

Until then, how can Daxia protect him!

Furthermore, I have memorized those strange words and patterns...

"Shut up!" Lin Fan gritted his teeth, maintaining his rationality and resisting the bewitchment of the ghost and god.

Then he swept the blasphemous slate in front of Crowley with the first blade.

"Thank you." Crowley picked up the slate. He seemed to look normal, but there was also cold sweat on his forehead.

This first blade is really scary!

He had no doubt just now that this kid could really kill him!

Fortunately... this Shura God can really withstand the erosion of [Killing] in the first blade and maintain his sanity!

When he held the slate, he seemed to be unable to control his laughter: "Haha, the [Devil's] blasphemous slate...is finally in my hands!"

"Then even if Amy comes back in the future, I have nothing to be afraid of!"

"As long as I find the prophet and translate the words on this... I will completely master the [Devil] rules! So what about the first demon Amy! Even if she breaks the seal, so what!"

"Hahaha!" Crowley laughed a few times, and then suddenly noticed that he seemed to be losing his temper. It was really Amy who had left such a big shadow on him!

"I made you laugh." Crowley scratched his head in embarrassment.

Lin Fan frowned and said, "Are you afraid of Amy's return?"

"Afraid? Hahaha, am I afraid of her? A foolhardy guy, a lunatic controlled by greed?" Crowley laughed, "She really should come back and see how powerful Hell is now in my hands!

"

"She is an unqualified king of hell, a guy who only knows how to be greedy and demanding!"

"That stupid guy would never have imagined that the little crossroads devil she stepped on back then would actually replace her!"

Lin Fan suddenly said: "You are afraid of her."

In Lin Fan's [Eye of Ghosts and Gods], although Crowley pretends to laugh, every time he talks about Amy, his twisted soul exudes a gray color that represents fear.

That rich gray fills the soul, which is the fear from the bottom of my heart, a fear that cannot be concealed with contempt!

Crowley seemed to have been exposed, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he nodded slightly.

"That guy... is too powerful."

"I'm not afraid of jokes when I say it. Anyway, the whole hell knows. I was just a crossroads devil at the bottom of her subordinates. The kind of devil that all the devils looked down upon, a devil who used his words to make deals with people at the crossroads... And she

, can easily crush countless lives and forcibly seize countless souls...can I not be afraid?"

The horror in his eyes could not be concealed at all, as if he had seen that evil and powerful figure, but he could only kneel at the other person's feet and kiss the soles of the other person's feet, like a puppy trying to please its master.

"But she can never come back, hahaha," Crowley suddenly forced a laugh, "She can't come back!"

"Okay. Thank you for your cooperation." Crowley turned and walked towards the gate of hell, then stopped slightly: "Everyone, if you encounter any trouble in the future, don't forget me."

"Especially you... I have a hunch that we will eventually cooperate." He looked at Lin Fan, the excitement and expectation in his eyes undisguised.

A Shura god who masters the first blade!

Lin Fan looked at the King of Hell indifferently and suddenly said: "Amy will come back."

"What!!" Crowley's fat body trembled suddenly, and the fat all over his body trembled. The shrewdness on his face turned into fear: "Amy will..."

"Haha, are you scaring me?"

Crowley immediately returned to normal, "It's a good prank... but Amy will never come back! She can't come back from that place!"

Lin Fan said calmly: "I have seen the future."

In Lin Fan's memory.
To be continued...