Hell's Gate is a good skill. It seems to be a life skill, not even a support, but in fact, it can be used as a portal in combat.

When encountering an enemy that can't be beaten, Russell can drill in, or try to trick the enemy into it.

The disadvantage is that in a world without hell, it is unknown where this door is behind.

Now with the Devil mobile phone and 24-hour hotline service, it is always possible to determine whether the current world has a mythical background.

The point is that you don't have to recharge!

As soon as Russell stepped into hell, his eyes were a lacquered black continent with cracks in the red abyss. Endless magma tumbling in the ground, soaking sorrowful souls.

The black smoke plume soared, the pungent sulphur smell permeated, and the desperate sorrow and screams filled every corner of the air.

At a high altitude, it is shrouded in clouds of black smoke. From time to time, stones wrapped by flames fall from time to time, a very standard **** style.

Russell shook his head slightly. The **** in this world was a little bit worse than the **** he had seen before.

It is not that the area is not large enough, the **** in front of it is vast, the sky and the earth are composed of two planes, and the territory is theoretically infinite.

Russell is dissatisfied that the shape of this **** is too ordinary and has no imagination at all.

Don't mention him, ordinary people know that **** is here.

For example, I went on a tour full of joy, and when I arrived at the destination, I found that there is no difference with other attractions, and there are no features at all, and expectations have become disappointed.

"Ms. Satan is too unworkable. If she lacks imagination, she can look at" Faust "and" Divine Comedy ". Even if it is not inspired, it can be used as a reference to promote the attraction of **** tourism."

Russell was holding a thick stack of documents and was suspended above the black continent from the air. He closed his eyes and sensed that Satan was not there. His body was immobile, and the black magic tide turned into black mud flowing from his feet.

Drops of black muddy water zoomed in infinitely in mid-air, forming an ocean after landing, the choppy Black Sea swallowed thousands of miles with air, flooded the red abyss, and continued to expand in all directions.

To the infinite hell, this darkness seems magnificent, but it is harmless and the same is true.

But in fact, part of this **** has become Russell's territory.

"Stop!"

The voice of anger suddenly sounded, and Ms. Satan appeared in midair in a black leather coat.

"Mrs. Satan, if you use the talent of dressing up for business, **** is definitely more ferocious than it is now."

Russell Liang Liang Liang's contract: "I figured it out, after all, it is seven wishes, it is a pity to waste."

Satan hugged his shoulders with both hands and shook his head again and again: "In your power, will you care about these seven optional wishes?"

"Of course, why not free?"

"..."

Russell's words twitched Satan's eyes, and he opened his eyes angrily: "There is no free lunch in this world, and neither God nor the Devil can get it for nothing."

"Equivalent exchange is still energy conservation. It sounds very scientific and doesn't fit your devil's design."

"To shut up!"

Satan couldn't stand Russell's chattering, raised his finger and said, "I don't know where you came from, but the title of" lord of the dark dimension "is God's enemies when he hears, come to **** to trouble me What, go find him! "

Is it really good to be Satan?

Think of the "Satan" encountered in the DC world, and then think of a group of demon kings in the Marvel universe breaking their heads for the Satan throne. Russell is almost wondering what to say.

"I was looking for him, but I don't know where he lives, so I can only come to your trouble."

Russell raised an eyebrow at Satan: "Just now, you told me with poor acting skills that you are working with him in the same company. Maybe he is still your top boss."

It may not be appropriate for Satan and God to fight the old and the old, but in most cases it is true.

The opposition between **** and heaven is used to teach the world about good and evil. Hell has never been an integral part.

This is cruel to humans, but it is an essential part of order to God.

This is not a rule made by God, but the constant law of the universe. Like birth, illness, and death, neither one can be firmly balanced.

"You want to find God?"

Satan looked suspiciously at Russell: "Are you serious?"

"Huh."

Through many universes, Russell has seen two living "Satans", and the devil is countless, only God has not once.

He is very eager to trigger a lottery on God. If I remember correctly, God seems to have a skill called omnipotence.

It doesn't matter if the lottery is not triggered. As soon as the white wings light up, everyone is his own. He will add a hundred columns of breath, and he will definitely pass the pass.

It really didn't work, he was aggrieved, apologized for recognizing a big brother, and worked as a temporary worker at Paradise Company for a while.

"Since you want to die, I'll do it for you."

Ms. Satan sneered, unzipped the neck of her leather jacket, and pulled out an iPhone with a pink case from her inexplicable name.

The phone case is in the shape of a pink rabbit, with two long ears and a furry rabbit tail hanging from the phone chain.

The most daddy is that there is also an English word on the phone case-Fairy!

This word can be interpreted as a little fairy or a rabbit, describing a rabbit that crosses a friend's line between men.

Either way, it is a bit inappropriate for Satan.

"Wait a while, your phone ..."

Russell raised his hand and called to stop. There were too many slots, and he didn't vomit him.

"What's wrong, I have a teenage heart, is there anything wrong?"

Satan snorted and gave Russell a freak look.

"..."

Russell shrugged, the slot had been vomited by Satan himself, and he was speechless.

The phone dialed, Satan turned away from listening to the ringtone of Hallelujah, and put on a sunny smile: "Boss, I am ... Oh, you know, let me take care of ... Wait a minute, what do you want me to do ... Hey! Hey? Hey ... "

Ten seconds later, Satan pressed his cellphone with a stern look, and looked at Russell's eyes more suspiciously.

"What does God say?"

Russell stepped forward and asked excitedly: "Which cafe did I meet with, or is it the paradise waiting room?"

"No, he doesn't want to see you. Let me ask you for a cup of tea, then ... no more."

Satan retracted the phone, pulled the zipper, and pulled it all the way down, his neck tightly covered.

"why?"

Russell was dumbfounded and suddenly thought of a possibility that the God of this world could not beat him, so he persuaded.

The truth is almost the same. God looked at the future. At first he pressed Russell on the ground and rubbed him. Later, Russell pressed him on the ground and rubbed him.

After playing, Russell recreated the universe and returned the timeline to its original position.

In other words, before and after the fight, the progress of the world is unchanged, the only difference is that he was beaten.

In this case, it would be nice if everyone didn't meet.

...

Satan Palace in Hell.

Russell was sitting in the garden with a tea cup, surrounded by spring flowers. Not far away was a pink palace, like a fairy dwelling in a fairy tale world.

He was speechless again, the God of this real hammer is not very serious, otherwise Satan will not deviate into this style of painting.

"Lord of the dark dimension, do you have any complaints about my girl's heart?"

Satan changed her clothes, ski suit, covered her body tightly, and wore an oversized windshield.

"Is it necessary to cover it so hard?"

Russell was deeply uncomfortable, and the opposite Satan seemed to be doubting his character, as if he would be worn by him if he wore less.

Satan truthfully said: "There is no way, the boss is unwilling to come forward, indicating that I must not beat you, in case you have any ideas, put them into action, where can I cry."

"You think too much. I just say it fiercely, but it is purer than anyone else. Don't believe you try it."

"Try what, try to seduce you?"

Satan rolled his eyes. "The person who thinks more about you is you. I'm a conservative woman. I want to have fun and go somewhere else."

"Conservative! Just you?"

Russell almost spit out the black tea and squinted at Satan: "I remember when someone first appeared, he was basically wearing nothing and was still taking a milk bath in my house."

"That's a job requirement. If I came out wearing a ski suit, who would believe that I was a devil, how could I seduce someone to sign a contract?"

"That makes sense!"

Russell shook his head, sipped the black tea in his cup, and said impassively: "Otherwise, let's be everywhere first, it's not appropriate to separate, believe me, I have a lot of flashes."

"Ha ha……"

Satan sneered and laughed out, "How long is it inappropriate for you, one night or two nights?"

Russell pondered for a while and sincerely said, "Be confident, on your terms, it will take you a week."

Click!

Satan crushed the cup in his hand, and said badly, "Hurry up and drink tea.

"Well, you've invited me for tea, I thought ..."

"Don't get me wrong, just work and socialize!"

"OK!"

Russell confirmed several times that this is a principled Satan. He walked away from work and went into work. He moved out a thick contract: "Ms. Satan, I want to sign a contract with you."

"You're bored, you know?"

Satan raised his hand and knocked on the contract document: "Since you can find the exemption clause, then you should also know that this contract is a test to test human nature, addicted to desire and fallen people, and the soul belongs to **** to suffer . "

"I know, but I want wishes."

"It's useless. The seven wishes seem to be many. They are all illusory illusions. No matter how you wish, your wishes will run counter to your thoughts. To put it bluntly, it's foolish."

Satan glanced at Russell ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and continued: "What's more, with your ability, you can realize your own desires. Why bother to stay close?"

Russell sighed: "That's right, but I just want to make a wish. I'm ashamed to say that I've grown up so much, always relying on myself, and I look forward to the desire for nothing."

"Then I can't find me anymore. My profession is the devil, and the dreams I fulfill have a price."

"I haven't quite understood about this ..."

Russell wondered: "Since you can do everything you can, why do you run away as soon as you meet me? I thought you were a tough opponent."

"It is my duty to test people's hearts, and omnipotence is just a kind of authority, does not mean that I can fight well, understand?"

"do not understand!"

Russell raised his finger to the contract: "I only know that you provide door-to-door service, but in the end I don't give a wish. Today I put my words here and don't take out the actual thing, I'm going to explode.