Speaking, the burning hell began to tremble.
 A funnel-shaped vortex appeared on the ceiling of the Burning Hell, and souls fell down one by one. The high temperature here only turned into a puff of blue smoke.
 The ground of the Burning Hell began to tremble, and the two legendary gems continued to pass through the magma-like ground, and then a series of earth-pounding demons appeared in the Burning Hell.
The Hell Demon Lords have always liked to leave things like controlling the demon army to Azmodan, but when it comes to creating this kind of thing, they still like to do it themselves.
 Because only the authority to create can not shy away from destruction.
“Where is your army of angels? Or are the noble people in this world too rare compared to these guys who are everywhere and deserve to go to hell?”
Bar sank his body into the seat, and then the throne belonging to Diavolo floated up again on the ground. This time, sitting on it was a guy whose face could not even be seen clearly.
 And this is not Diavolo.
“Sit on this royal family, and Diavolo may come to fight with you, Tyrael.”
Barr is still smiling.
 His expression looked like it was time to smile at this moment.
 Cold and hard.
Chapter completed!