Chapter 775 Uchiha Itachi slowly read out a name: Senju Pillar
Chapter 775 Uchiha Itachi slowly read out a name: Senju Hashirama.
In the capital of hell, the most central, most dazzling, and towering Asmodeus Building!
The topmost layer.
The lights are bright, the music and dancing are noisy.
This place is extremely glorious and lively, and it is a place of celebration for the great devil.
A never-ending banquet is going on as always.
"Lord Asmodeus~"
A enchanting woman with a very alluring soul is entangled around Asmodeus.
And those who are qualified to come to this banquet.
Whether they are demons or demons, beasts from hell or travelers from other dimensions.
In the capital of hell, any guest only needs to show his "chips"!
So……
They are all guests here.
certainly!
This place is not something you can get in with just one or two bags of head gold, it represents the top end of hell's wealth.
Every "rich man" has an unimaginable amount of soul gold coins.
"Welcome!"
Amidst the warm cheers, Asmodeus offered his soul in the cup to everyone!
Drink it all in one gulp.
The bubbles struggling and roaring in the devil's bloody mouth are simply the most wonderful taste.
In the hall.
Scenes of roulette, fruit machines, small steel balls, gold coins, banknotes and VIP cards flying around.
Gambling and banquets continued.
Lose and win!
A steady stream of souls entered the devil's treasury, and mountains of gold and silver were accumulated.
It's all wonderful.
At this moment.
Obtained Mephisto's approval and gained Asmodeus of this city.
Enjoying everything he has.
…
"What?!"
"You ask me Lord Mephisto?! Haha, you are worthy of mentioning the great lord's name!"
Asmodeus pulled on the dress that did not match his body type.
And very roughly, he crushed the woman in front of him into a living soul brick.
Just throw it away.
The flying little devil sent the struggling soul into the vault.
Another piece of wealth!
"Since someone asked a question, let me tell you something interesting."
Asmodeus considers himself to be benevolent.
You only need to pay a small gold brick to hear the secrets of hell.
This is simply too profitable.
Oh, right.
It's a pity that the idiot who just asked the question probably couldn't hear Lord Mephisto's name.
But it doesn't matter, no one here will care about this.
"That day was just like any other day."
"We are in front of the throne of hell, doing our daily work as always and not being praised by anyone."
"Like...torturing those miserable souls."
"Hehehe."
Asmodeus burst open his blood and laughed.
at the same time.
I don’t know how many times I started talking about the origin of the capital of hell.
"I admit that sometimes this kind of thing seems the same when done too much."
"But...for hell's sake, evil things always need demons to promote them."
"And big devils like us can only work harder."
The scene was lively.
Everyone was responding to Lord Asmodeus's joke, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
after all……
Everyone is unable to extricate themselves from this intoxicating hell.
"Tell the important point."
"Lord Mephisto woke up from his scarlet throne. It can be seen that he lost his temper that day."
"But... we feel that he is in a good mood?!"
Asmodeus said.
He scratched his chin and recalled.
No matter how many times he said it, he could never understand the Devil King's emotions that day.
but……
That's right, if one could understand the King of Devil's thoughts, wouldn't he himself be the Lord of Hell?!
"One code equals another. In short, the surprise comes unexpectedly."
"A city, a sinful and forgotten place pieced together from tattered debris, just fell into our territory."
"And with it, those forgotten souls."
Asmodeus's tone was surprised.
Although he waved his hand, the gold coins and banknotes in front of him were flying all over the sky, forming the appearance of a city.
The big devil's magic was vivid, and he introduced the past here to all the guests.
"There are some noteworthy souls among them, and there is a lot worth playing with in them."
"It is simply an incomparable honor to be marked by the King of Devils."
"And more souls, in their cries, I saw at a glance that this was a rich meal."
"You can eat it for a long, long time...but!"
Asmodeus paused for a moment.
Then he praised the great Mephisto with a very noble voice.
"At the call of the great Devil King, we will not let go of the gift that falls on our lips."
"But we want to produce more fun and more wonderful gameplay."
"My men and I spent a lot of effort to torture souls and turn them into cards, slot machines, and dice."
"And our current favorite gold coin."
Asmodeus laughed wildly.
And he said words that were very consistent with the devil, and had an extremely tragic ending for the soul.
"A game of chips."
"The highest compliment from Lord Mephisto, we finally found a way to enjoy eternal joy in hell."
"Welcome to the devil's gambling table, the eternal land of gold."
Bang bang bang!
As Asmod's speech ended, a round of gambling came to an end in the hall.
It seems like some losers have emerged again!
The magic of the capital of hell squeezed their souls, turning them from "big shots" in high places into "properties" in the vault.
"Hey hey hey."
Asmodeus smiled, and this was exactly what he wanted to see.
"Hahaha."
Gamblers with red eyes, no matter how many chips they have, their own souls must also be among them.
They win now.
When will I lose and when will I give my soul to the Devil King?
unknown!
But there is no doubt about it.
In this endless banquet hall and rounds of gambling, this will happen sooner or later.
Isn’t that what the scene of hell is like?!
…
"Lord Asmodeus!"
The little devil who ran to deliver the wanted notice came back and said that the matter had been taken care of.
Asmodeus generously rewarded him with a handful of gold heads.
"Thank you, thank you!"
The little devil happily got his "tip" and ran to the nearest casino.
Will it lose itself?!
It seems that this brainless thing doesn't think so, and Lord Asmodeus doesn't care about this.
What he is thinking about now is...
"The poor fellow who sold half his soul to hell, let me see how you are doing!"
Old George!
Once an outstanding police chief in the sinful city of New York, now... he has become a lackey of the devil!
I have to say.
If you were to rank the fun among Hell Souls, Asmodeus's top choice now would be George Stacey!
After all... what a treat!
Of course, there is something even more exciting, that is, the King of Devils has lost a soul that he favored.
A witch.
A holy soul that fell to hell!
"Hoo ho ho."
"I spent a lot of money to get a soul that can be named by Lord Mephisto!"
"Don't let me down!"
Asmodeus' pupils revealed an unparalleled look of greed.
If you can get it.
He believed that this witch's soul must be more interesting than old George's soul.
Although it’s not good to say so.
However, why don’t they want to see the soul that Lord Mephisto wants?
…
Asmodeus's Greed.
Just like the viewers in the capital of hell who are watching the Hell Daily!
Radio station.
From the images, film and television materials sent every day, it has gained the favor of some natives of hell.
Because there will always be some first-hand information inside that can bring them bad luck.
And another.
Hell Daily is still a fun show not to be missed!
"You dirty guys, come on... beep beep beep!"
Jonah Jameson is the main force in output anyway.
When he was in New York, as the editor-in-chief of the Daily Bugle, he had a very fighting tongue.
But most of the time it's quite elegant, at least the TV stations can broadcast it.
And now.
The editor-in-chief of Hell Daily is a wretch with only one brain and his dirty words.
Hahaha.
It has only become a good daily entertainment object for many bastards in the capital of hell.
"Look, he's praising us again."
"Yes, yes, he said we are rubbish, hahaha."
Have a good laugh.
In the eyes of the demons, they saw a guy who spoke of justice, but he was so helpless and furious that he didn't even have any limbs!
Watching this insect-like performance is really satisfying to their disgusting hearts.
And today.
With the appearance of old George, a big news was released on the news station.
"One hundred million!"
"Platycodon, Platycodon, Platycodon, this soul is worth 100 million!"
"Find her!"
"We can become a big shot in the capital of hell, a being above all demons!"
"Ahhhhh!"
crazy!
In the world of the Capital of Hell, at 5:21 pm, after an irregular broadcast of the Hell Daily.
The whole hell city is crazy.
Unprecedentedly, a woman wearing a holy witch costume has become a lingering shadow in the minds of all demons.
Platycodon!
This name is called by everyone and chased by all demons.
One hundred million!
Such a huge amount of soul gold coins, this huge greed is enough to drown everything.
And this also proves the bad taste of the devil king, Mephisto.
The soul that has entered the territory of hell should not enter its soul display room obediently.
Then just struggle painfully while being chased by the demons.
diffusion.
Regarding the wanted order certified by the Devil King and personally sealed and signed by Lord Asmodeus.
There is news that if you find a shrine maiden named Kikyo, you can become a big shot in hell.
While the capital of hell is rapidly spreading, it is also flying towards the territory of hell looking for the wind!
It is conceivable that the era of chaos is coming.
Platycodon!
It’s the biggest secret treasure that the demons are chasing!
…
"What happened to them?!"
"These bastards seem to be crazy. Is it because... Lord Kikyo?!"
"They will be punished!"
"What should I do, Savior, where is the majestic figure of the Devil of the Mountains..."
The lowest level of the soul in the city of hell.
Mortal souls from the earth or other planets are just chips.
And among them.
Comes from the real world of Earth.
The souls who unfortunately fell into hell due to extraordinary disasters or even personally experienced the Three States War.
them.
He knew about Platycodon, and even more so about this great saint who tried to save them but fell into hell like them.
now.
The devil's hunt has begun. After the sky-high bounty, what will happen to Lord Saint's soul?!
Some villains are heartless, but more pathetic people have compassion.
but.
They can't even take care of themselves, they are struggling in this hell!
What can we do now?!
"Hey, hey."
"It's your turn to toss the coin. If you lose... I'll treat you as a gold coin!"
There are many bets that cannot be refused in this hell city.
Want to win?!
Of course it is possible, but facing the devil, more people may lose and lose everything.
"Jikyo...who is she?!"
Following Laura, Aaron walked down the street.
They wore black hoods and tried their best to hide their identities as humans.
Otherwise, trouble will ensue.
"Same as us."
"I heard her name on the camp channel, but... the earth is too far away from us."
"We are in hell."
Laura sighed.
As earthlings, they are now struggling in hell. Speaking of which, things about earth have nothing to do with them.
This in itself is a pretty miserable situation.
but……
An adventurer who has experienced various harsh situations will know how to survive.
And get out of this bad world alive.
Sometimes, don't think too much, and solving the immediate trouble first is the right path.
"Let's take a detour."
"Try to avoid meaningless bets. Betting your soul with the devil is not fun every time!"
Laura pulled Aaron and turned in from a small alley on one side.
Front.
The bustling bar street, the souls who are forced to wander here.
Playing against alcohol and the devil!
Win!
You can drink the devil's strong drink.
Lost!
Ah, I'm sorry, there is one more head gold.
"hateful."
"The wine these guys must have is really bad."
Aaron's eyebrows twitched.
Regarding demons, because of the lack of occult science, he never stopped thinking about his father.
If Dad were here, Tohru was here, or even that ghostly elf Xiaoyu was here, maybe he wouldn't be so passive now.
"Deal with the devil!"
"I really should have studied harder."
…
Aaron's mind is that it is probably too late to study the occult on a temporary basis.
And Laura.
She is planning her own Devil's Vault plan.
But before that.
Just like when I was wandering around the sidelines of the Hell City and picked up Aaron.
To break through Asmodeus Tower, Lara needs other helpers.
And at the same time.
On the street, in the gambling game started by the devil, a simple dice game.
People looked at each other.
The shining gold coins on the table are the best price for losing.
No one dared to refuse, but no one dared to take the initiative.
"Little bugs, who's coming next!"
Bullies from hell.
The gambling table set up by the devil blocking the road meant that they were going to make a fortune today.
"Hahaha."
Sudden.
Hearty laughter rang out from the crowd.
"Betting is my favorite."
"Come on, come on."
Such a passionate and bold voice immediately made the demons feel as if they had seen a big fat sheep.
A man walked out of the crowd.
Long black hair, black tight-fitting combat uniform, and red laminated armor.
On his head is Konoha's forehead protector.
There is always a peaceful and calm smile on his face.
Far away.
On the high-rise building a few streets away, he relied on his extremely excellent eye power!
Uchiha Itachi slowly read out a name!
"Senju Hashirama!"
This chapter has been completed!