"He even slept with Hexuno!" Envy shouted in dismay.
"Um, he also slept with the Archangel..."
Enguima quickly added, speaking rapidly: "Lord of Envy, Wayne’s power is very strong. I fought him on the battlefield and still couldn’t beat him. You... don’t get wrong, I fear you’re underestimating him out of Pride."
Don’t ntion Pride in front of . If you want to die, just say so.
Envy disdainfully glanced at Enguima, his anger growing: "Listen carefully, whatever mistakes I make in my life, I will never commit the sin of Pride!"
"But I used my authority."
"What use is your authority? Wayne can defile the purity of an Archangel. He can’t be a weakling like you. It’s natural that you can’t defeat him."
Envy made his judgnt and continued: "The power of the Seven Demon Lords far surpasses all Devils. This is Hell; no matter what, he can’t be my match. Watch closely and see how I deal with him later."
"..."x2
Isn’t this perhaps called Pride?x2
Soskuna and Enguima exchanged a glance, silently agreed to say nothing, and didn’t try to persuade.
Enguima was a bit worried; lately, the Lord of Envy’s strength had deteriorated significantly. First, he lost part of his mind in the Mortal World and threw a Hell Angel into the Mortal World, consuming a lot of power. That incident at the Hell Gate was a major loss.
And it’s not over.
He was rubbed into the ground in various ways by Pride, hurting even more, far from his peak.
However, after all, he is one of the Seven Demon Lords, with considerable power beneath him.
The power of the Seven Demon Lords is unquestionable, and since this is Hell, no matter how strong Wayne is, no matter how Prideful and reckless Envy is, it won’t affect the final result.
Victory is assured!
Soskuna nodded vigorously. Enguima thought for a mont and then nodded firmly too.
————
Spider Queen’s Lair.
Wayne knew the tea had Martia’s whole milk in it, so he politely avoided it, not touching it again.
Understanding the situation in Hell roughly, his mind was filled with information about the evolution of chanized Armant.
Originating from Prussia, it’s the super black technology within black technology, originating from an alien spaceship. Humans are not alone; there’s a vast world beyond the God-chosen Continent.
Discovering that both Gluttony and Wrath had information on the evolution of chanized Armant, Wayne couldn’t help but feel alard. Things weren’t that simple; soone was orchestrating behind the scenes, allowing him, Gluttony, and Wrath to obtain the keys to evolution separately.
If he thought bigger, he was just an add-on; Gluttony and Wrath were the real targets of the shady figure, using these two Great Demon Lords to bring the evolution of chanized Armant into Hell.
There was no evidence, and he’s unclear about the shady figure’s plans or why they invested in Hell; Wayne’s thoughts are just conjectures, not daring to make assumptions lightly.
But the shady figure’s ambition is huge, threatening to swallow the entire Hell. Then, could they aim at the Mortal World, polluting everything in sight into machinery?
Suddenly, Wayne recalled that chanized Armant had once polluted Heya, possibly putting Heaven into the shady figure’s plans too.
Worried, Wayne decided to return to the Mortal World soon to secretly probe Prussia for the shady figure’s truth.
Hopefully, he’s just overthinking. If not...
Taking the crisis entangling Heaven, the Mortal World, and Hell still in its nascent stage, he would imdiately eradicate it, ensuring it doesn’t turn into a disaster.
"Setoras, to be honest, I’m a Hell immigrant with ambitions. The Abyss has beco the playland of the Seven Demon Lords, and I lack the ability to reclaim it, which is why I left and served the Dark Goddess."
With a sigh, Wayne said: "The competition outside is tougher; nowhere is easy to survive. Returning to Hell, working under the Lord of Gluttony, I obtained a territory, aiming to learn more to strengthen myself. During this ti, I learned Hell’s territory can influence the Mortal World, quickly boosting my strength. Do you have any good ideas regarding the Hell Gate?"
At this point, he glanced at Martia: "If the Spider Queen has thoughts, I’d welco it. Enguima is sloppy, so why don’t we three ally and advance and retreat together?"
Martia smiled slightly, raising a hand to gently press Wayne’s hand, tracing a small circle with her fingertips.
Soft, fragrant, and ticklish.
Wayne felt indignant. Once punching Devils in the face, now compromising beauty for intelligence, being touched by a seductively voluptuous demoness yet smiling to maintain appearances—it infuriated him more and more, truly aggrieved.
To return to the Mortal World, he had to act first.
Wayne engaged with Martia, feigning enthusiasm, showing a wide range of acting skills. His portrayal of lecherousness was vivid and skillful, quickly entering the role.
Three seconds later, he had turned the tables, grabbing Martia’s hand and drawing circles on her palm.
Setoras was unaffected, smiling faintly at Wayne, seemingly pondering the possibility of the trio’s alliance.
After a while, when Martia sat in Wayne’s lap, he slowly stated: "To enter the Mortal World, we must first set a coordinate there. Heaven’s seal is very secure; only by connecting Hell to the Mortal World can our minds descend there."
In other words, Devils must be summoned to descend into the Mortal World.
The descent is just the start; Devils are weak then, at risk of being exterminated.
Losing part of one’s mind for nothing is a loss-making business.
If you want to expand the business, there’s only the Hell Gate as an option; Heaven’s seal becos an unavoidable hurdle.
Wayne’s plan doesn’t include the Hell Gate; setting a coordinate and investing part of the mind into the Mortal World would be considered a major achievent.
He pressed Martia’s conscience while asking Setoras how to proceed.
"Soskuna, as a Demigod of the Dark Divine Kingdom, it’s impossible for you not to have so backup plans. We should be asking you how to descend into the Mortal World." Setoras chuckled, telling Wayne not to pretend to be pitiful.
Wayne was speechless inside; Soskuna could do it, but he was truly powerless, expressing with a bitter smile his helplessness: "You see, I arrived in Hell in my true form, almost losing contact with the Dark Divine Kingdom. Now, like you two, I can only use Devil ans to descend into the Mortal World."
"Wayne!!!"
A voice mixed with joy and anger ca from high above, resonating through the sky.
Setoras frowned slightly: "It’s the Lord of Envy. What’s he doing here?"
Lord of Envy!
Wayne’s eyes narrowed, temporarily taking control of his self-aware hand, pulling it from his suit’s collar, curiously asking: "Who’s Wayne? Did the Lord of Envy get hit so hard by the Lord Pride that he beca foolish?"
"Most likely."
Setoras chuckled: "You can ignore him; he’s mad from ti to ti, and just leaving him be, he’ll go away on his own."
"That’s right, just ignore him. Engaging with him will only bring trouble." Martia giggled, placing Wayne’s hand back in her embrace.
Both Devils didn’t take the Lord of Envy seriously; not ignoring but refraining from facing him.
As of late, the Lord of Clown’s temper has beco increasingly volatile, even Wrath isn’t as angry as he is. Any Devil with common sense knows to avoid him, encountering now is akin to inviting a beating.
Boom!!!
A loud noise echoed as much of the Spider Queen’s Lair collapsed.
The Great Demon King’s level of oppressive force descended from the sky, turning the world upside down, like the sea suspended in the air.
Slowly solidifying, the figure of the Lord of Envy stood mid-air, ignoring the iron-faced Martia, and grinned nacingly at ’Soskuna’.
"Wayne, at last, I have found you!"
"Hahaha————"
"Um, how long has this symptom persisted?"
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