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Third world…

"Oh oh oh, it's successful, little An'er, I'm successful!" Deep in the fourth floor of the tomb, a childish and cute little girl's voice sounded, revealing strong joy.

"Really? It's been successful?" Andalil, who was huge and extremely hot, cheered up. This was perhaps the best news she had heard in the past decades.

"It's successful, it's successful. I've thrown that little savior of mankind into hell." Beryl, who was still in the shape of a butterfly lolita, patted her flat chest and assured her with all her strength.

"Very well, Sister Beryl, I know that as long as you are serious, you can accomplish anything."

"Yes, yes, as long as I get serious, even those three guys from Barr will tremble."

"Those three stupid cows are naturally no match for Sister Beryl."

Andalil was happy and was not stingy with words of praise, but suddenly, she thought of an important question.

"Sister Belial, it's not the time to be happy yet, this is just the first step."

"Oh? Xiao An'er, what do you plan to do next?"

"Of course, it goes without saying that the little bugs that enter the net will be crushed to death, so that humans can once again experience what it means to be weak and desperate." Andalil raised his paw and pinched it hard. His bright and scarred face,

Full of ferocious viciousness.

"As expected of one of the four extremely evil demon kings, that's so cool." Beryl exclaimed and clapped.

"Sister Belial, you are too, you are too." The momentum that had finally been gathered was suddenly shattered by Belial, and Andalil's face was full of helplessness.

"Don't worry about details like this. So, how do you crush that little bug to death?" Belial chuckled and changed the subject as if nothing had happened.

Andalil: "..."

"Why don't you speak anymore, little An'er?"

"I have a strong sense of foreboding."

"What?! When and why did you have this premonition?" Beryl was shocked. The Demon King's intuition was extraordinary. If there was an unknown premonition, something bad would most likely happen.

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"Just when Sister Belial said [how to crush that little bug]." Andalil looked at the other party expressionlessly.

"Xiao An'er is really good at joking."

"It's not a joke! Sister Belial, I should be the one to ask you this, right? I'm the only one asking you!!!" Andalil, who finally became happy, roared angrily again.

"Even if you ask me, I still..." Belial looked embarrassed.

"Could it be that, sister Beryl, your plan is just to take that little bug to hell and there will be no follow-up?"

"Follow-up, what follow-up?" Beryl tilted his head cutely, pretending to be stupid.

"I've had enough!" Andalil yelled frantically: "As expected, I can't completely rely on you, Sister Belial. Forget it, I'll go by myself. I will crush that human to death with my own hands, like an ant!"

"Oh! Little An'er is so handsome, I'm about to be fascinated by you." Beryl applauded with his face flushed, looking at the surging Andariel with admiration.

"It's useless even if you say these kind words. I won't be fooled by you again, sister Beryl. Now, hurry up and tell me where that human is. I want to go back to hell myself!"

Belial: "..."

"Sister Belial?"

"Xiao...Xiao An'er, did you misunderstand something?"

"Misunderstand?"

"I never said that I knew where that human being would appear."

"Isn't that the secret door you set up? How could you not know?" Andalil was doubly crazy.

"That's what I say, but that secret door is only responsible for sending people to hell. Which place it is is random. It's not up to me to decide."

"Can't we make the secret door more detailed and determine the location?"

"It's not impossible, but human mages are not stupid either. If I set it up so complicated, they might notice it, and then the gain would outweigh the loss, wouldn't it?"

Belial's words left Andalil speechless. After a long time, she sighed.

"Forget it, no matter what, the situation is still in our favor now. The hell world is our territory, and that little bug can't hide for long."

"That's right, I think so too." Beryl nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"I won't tell you anymore, Sister Beryl, I want to go back to hell immediately, right now."

"Xiao An'er is still so busy doing things. It's not good to be too anxious."

"You are the only one who is not qualified to say this! If everyone slept like you, Sister Beryl, our power in the Dark Continent would have been over long ago!"

With a heavy snort, Andariel turned around and strode away, talking as he walked.

"Sister Belial, I'm leaving first. The mainland is entirely under your command for the time being. Azmodan is completely unreliable, and Xiaosha is still in hell... No, according to time, she should be back soon.

But you also know Xiaosha’s character, and you can’t expect her to command our demon army, so you’re the only one left, so don’t sleep again.”

Saying this, Andariel's figure disappeared deep into the gate.

"It's true, little An'er, even if you have an impatient personality, you don't like to use your brain when doing anything." After watching Andalil leave, Belial murmured, and the butterfly wings behind him flapped lightly, and fell to the ground.

On her flower bed, she sat on the edge of a huge petal, her two smooth jade legs dangling in the air, looking leisurely and contented.

With a hiss, she tore off a petal next to her, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it for a few times, then took a bite and ate it slowly, muttering softly to herself.

"Xiao An'er, you can't be too serious. In the final analysis, this is just a game. If you are serious, you will lose... ugh... cough cough cough!!!"

Beryl accidentally choked on a flower petal, beat Zhen's chest painfully again, and coughed violently...

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"What the hell is this place?" After waking up, I saw an unfamiliar blood-red gloomy sky. I immediately lay down vigilantly. Ignoring the pain and tingling sensation that might have landed on my temples, I kept looking around.

In addition to the depressing sky, it seemed to be in a desert. At a glance, there were huge rocks and broken walls everywhere, and the scenery of dry and dirty soil was also particularly disgusting, as if there was something ominous. It kept drilling into the eye holes.

It makes people want to close their eyelids and stop looking at this strange place.

"Could it be..." I touched my chin, thinking for a long time, and suddenly looked shocked.

"Could it be that someone accidentally came to Malagby's hometown?"

"You're so big, back home!" Suddenly, a spitting knife fell from the sky and hit me right in the forehead.

What a fitting comment.

Looking at the little ghost appearing in the holy light, I breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, my little saint was fine. As long as she was fine, everything else on her body didn't matter.

"What the hell is this place? It makes me feel uncomfortable all over." The little ghost who just came out felt like he was in the snow-covered Harrogath, hugging his petite body tightly, his teeth chattering.

I actually think your teeth are scarier... Although I really want to complain like this, I still keep my mouth shut when I think of the consequences.

"It's okay." I gave the little ghost a warm smile like that of a holy father, spread out my hands, and opened my arms.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just go to uncle's arms and you'll be fine."

"Wow. Now the weird uncle Xiaofan makes people feel even more uncomfortable." The little ghost saw it. Instead, he pulled away a little distance. I was so angry that I caught up with him, pulled him into my arms, and kissed her face.

I pinched it for a few times before it calmed down.

"Hmm, a mere servant has finally come in handy." The little ghost, who was wrapped in my cloak and only half of his face was exposed, rubbed it in my arms a few times with satisfaction and said proudly.

"Yes, yes, your great saint, please remember to reward your servants."

"Then reward Xiaofan and take less bites next time."

“Is this a reward under the premise of punishment?!!!”

"Xiao Fan, you don't seem to be worried about the current situation at all." The little ghost looked up at me, tilted his head and asked.

"There's no point worrying." I looked around and finally sighed.

"At least, the situation is much better than I imagined."

"oh?"

"You also know that I always have bad luck. The positioning and teleportation technology was obtained from the enemy. Although old man Farana guarantees a 100% success rate, I still feel very uneasy every time I use it. I always feel that sooner or later

If something happens, if something doesn't happen, I would be sorry for my tragic fate. As far as is expected, the current result is not the worst."

"Then what is the worst outcome Xiaofan expected?"

"For example, I appeared directly in front of the Four Demon Kings and Three Demon Gods, and then suddenly a lightsaber pierced my chest from behind. I turned around and found Tyrell looking at me with a smile on his face and saying, 'Sorry, you know too much.

], something like this.”

"Wow! It's just Xiaofan, but his thoughts are so dark." The little ghost exclaimed.

"There is nothing I can do about it, people, they always imagine that heaven is actually a bad guy, and then as the protagonist, I punch heaven, step on hell, travel across the three realms, and become invincible."

I smiled and said, my eyes fell on the little ghost's wide-open silver eyes, and the reflection of my own smile reflected in them was a bit forced.

If I say I'm not worried, I'm joking. I'm not worried about my current situation, but about Vilas and the others. They should have known that something happened to me by now. I hope they won't worry too much and do something stupid.

I closed my eyes silently, sensed it, and breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
To be continued...