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"You two suddenly jumped out to stop me from dealing with that little bug. Could it be… that the Revenge Spirit my father lost was stolen by you?"
Blackheart's expression immediately darkened, and he looked at them with a fierce glint in his eyes.
"Hehehe!"
Satana Hellstrom was amused by his brainless words and laughed charmingly, her waterfall of silver hair swaying freely in the air, creating a myriad of enchanting charms amidst the interplay of light and shadow.
"Brainless fool, do you think I care about that kind of thing?"
As she spoke, a ball of Hellfire suddenly appeared in her palm, constantly changing into different shapes according to her will.
Seeing this, Blackheart's eyes flashed with a hint of jealousy, but he did not retort.
Although there were many demons like him with the title of "Hell Prince," only a handful truly gained the recognition of the Hell Will and acquired the ability to freely control Hellfire!
Yet, Satana Hellstrom opposite him was one of them, and very likely the most talented among them.
Although she was a half-demon, she was born with the ability to control Hellfire, and its power was even far greater than what the Revenge Spirit could unleash.
So, in Blackheart's opinion, she was most likely unrelated to the theft of the Revenge Spirit.
"If that's the case, then why did you two jump out to stop me from interrogating that little bug?"
Daimon Hellstorm replied with a smile, "Because compared to the matter we are about to discuss with you, neither that little bug nor your father's lost Revenge Spirit are of any importance whatsoever!!"
"Huh?"
Blackheart asked, feeling somewhat suspicious and wary, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Daimon Hellstorm's smile grew more playful, "Of course… it's about how to help you kill your old man Mephisto, and then help you ascend to Hell Lord?"
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"You… what nonsense are you talking about? I never thought of such a thing! This is a blatant slander…"
Blackheart instinctively argued for a few sentences, and then belatedly realized, narrowing his eyes, carefully scrutinizing the Hellstorm siblings opposite him for a while before saying seriously:
"Cough cough, you two are really bold. He is my father, and you actually want to kill him, hehe… You wouldn't think I'm that easy to fool, and that I'd easily believe you, would you?!"
"Believe it or not?"
Daimon Hellstorm neither explained nor urged, just calmly watched Blackheart until, after a moment, Blackheart, who could no longer suppress his inner excitement, finally took the initiative to ask:
"Then I want to know, why would you two help me kill Mephisto? I don't remember us having such a deep friendship, do we?"
Well, now he's not even bothering to pretend anymore, directly not even calling him "father"!
"Of course, it's because…"
Satana Hellstorm's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she said in a very serious tone, "We are also preparing to kill that annoying old bastard Marduk!"
"Ah?"
This answer greatly exceeded Blackheart's expectations. He never thought that among their group of "Hell Second Generations," there would actually be someone so rebellious as to want to commit patricide?
This is simply too… Nice, isn't it?
"Right, right?!!"
Blackheart, as if he had found a kindred spirit, completely tore off his "good son" disguise and said with fanaticism in his eyes:
"Don't you also think these timid and pedantic old guys should have stepped down long ago? They are blocking our path to ascension?"
If these words had been spoken by anyone else, Blackheart would most likely have suspected that the other party was sent by his old man to test him.
But not the Hellstorm siblings.
Because, like Blackheart, they were all famously "unfilial" towards their own old man. It was said that the Hellstorm siblings were even too lazy to return to Marduk's Hell Dimension.
"No, we are different!"
Satana Hellstorm frowned in disgust upon seeing this. Why are you so excited?
If it weren't for my handsome Boss ordering me to trick you, you big idiot, I wouldn't even bother with a brainless moron like you!
Even if she was displeased, the act she had to put on could not be omitted.
"Don't lump us siblings in with you…"
Satana Hellstorm immediately retorted coldly, "The reason we want to seek revenge on Marduk is simply because he threatened our personal freedom and life safety, so we had no choice but to settle things with him… While you simply want to kill Mephisto and occupy his Hell Dimension!!"
"What?"
Blackheart, instead of getting angry, had his eyes grow even more fervent, and he shouted excitedly:
"Then that means you only want to kill Marduk, but you're completely uninterested in his Hell Dimension, right?"
"Hehe, then after we team up to kill Marduk, can his Hell Dimension be transferred to me?"
I think you must be dreaming!
Satana Hellstorm rolled her beautiful eyes, turned her head away in disgust, not wanting to say another word to this idiot.
She naturally knew what this brainless idiot opposite her was plotting; it was nothing more than trying to take the opportunity to annex Marduk's Hell Dimension.
But this guy doesn't even think, even if she and Daimon don't plan to inherit that Hell Dimension, there are still so many Hell Lords eyeing it, waiting to feast.
Compared to those big-shot Hell Lords, a small fry like Blackheart is not even in the running, okay?
What's more, whether it's Marduk's Hell or Mephisto's Hell, they will all eventually fall into my Boss's hands!
"No problem, I agree to cooperate."
Blackheart said excitedly, "As long as we join forces, we can drive away all those old guys who are clinging to the thrones that should belong to us and refusing to step down… So, who should we kill first?"
"Daimon, do we really have to cooperate with this idiot?"
Satana Hellstorm rolled her beautiful eyes, saying with a look of 'I've had enough,' "I feel that cooperating with him will only lower our intelligence and cause our plan to fail!"
Before Daimon Hellstorm could speak, Blackheart hastily and eagerly explained, "No, no, no, I promise this time I won't mess it up."
"Don't be nervous, I believe you."
Daimon Hellstorm, seeing that Blackheart had taken the bait, knew that the task assigned by his boss had been successfully accomplished, so he said with a smile:
"It's just that the time is clearly not ripe yet. The strength of just a few of us is not enough to overthrow Mephisto and Marduk, so we still need to find another powerful external helper of their level, and the action plan must also be foolproof… Don't worry, when the time comes and it's time to act, we will notify you in advance at the first opportunity!!"
"However, to ensure that you won't leak information to others or betray our plan, you must sign a soul contract with me, otherwise…"
Daimon Hellstorm did not continue, but the meaning was already very clear.
That is, if Blackheart refused to sign the soul contract today, then for safety's sake, he and his three little cronies would all have to die here today!
"No problem, I'll sign."
Blackheart, without thinking, immediately created a special "confidentiality agreement" based on his own soul and the souls of his three little cronies, then excitedly handed it to Daimon Hellstorm opposite him, and said with anticipation:
"Um… since we've decided to team up now, should we also form some kind of group like humans do? I heard it can increase team cohesion… Let me think about a name. Ah, I got it, how about the 'Father Avengers League'? The meaning is to get rid of those old guys who are in the way… If that doesn't work, then the 'Usurpers League' seems pretty good too, personally reclaiming our thrones… If that doesn't work either, then what do you think of 'The Inheritors'? After all, all of us are the legitimate successors of the Hell Dimension! Why aren't you talking? What about 'Sons of Midnight'? I think that name sounds very profound…"
"Um… Blackheart, I think it's better not to form a team for now, okay?" Daimon Hellstorm's expression became a little strange.
Although he had predicted that an ambitious "unfilial son" like Blackheart would definitely agree to the cooperation request, he never expected this guy to sign the soul contract without even thinking.
And he's even eagerly rushing to form a team with him?
No wonder the Boss said this guy would be the key to opening Mephisto's Hell; this was indeed correct… He had seen fools, but he had truly never seen one so foolish before!
No, let's just say, didn't that cunning old Mephisto ever teach you not to casually trust strangers… especially if the other party is a demon?
Who could have imagined that a cunning demon like Mephisto would end up having such a "wise" son?
This also explains why Mephisto, over the years, preferred to be ostracized and ridiculed by other Hell Lords rather than personally going to Earth to trick the souls of quality humans.
No way, his foolish son is truly unreliable!
This also caused Daimon Hellstorm to feel a slight sense of guilt, like he was 'tricking a mentally challenged person.'
However, as soon as he thought that Blackheart and his old man Mephisto would soon report to his boss's Warp and begin a new life as laborers, he felt like laughing.
Presumably, the scene of their father and son reunion at that time would be very "spectacular," right?
Keep up the good work, Blackheart, I'm rooting for you!
Daimon Hellstorm suppressed his laughter, took the soul contract from Blackheart's hand, then waved goodbye to him with a sympathetic expression, and then disappeared into the dark night with his sister.
"My Lord Blackheart, are we really going to deal with My Lord Mephisto with those two guys?"
Wind Demon, who had nearly been burned to death by Satana earlier, asked worriedly.
It was clear that he… no, it should be said that all three demons were very afraid of Mephisto.
"What, are you scared?"
Blackheart's face darkened, and he looked at him unkindly, saying, "Don't forget, who released the three of you from Hell? That old guy is blocking my way and occupying my throne; he should have died long ago!!"
"Yes." Wind Demon shrunk his neck, not daring to breathe.
"But My Lord Blackheart, what should we do next?"
Earth Demon scratched his bald head, asking foolishly, "If we go back without finding the Revenge Spirit, I'm afraid My Lord Mephisto will punish us!"
"Idiot, who said we're going back? Of course, we'll first go to Sulphur Harbor to find a foothold, and then slowly wait for news… Didn't you hear Daimon Hellstorm say that the time isn't ripe yet?"
Blackheart's pale face was filled with excitement. For many years, he had always wanted to kill his old man and take his place.
However, due to the limitations of his own strength, plus Blackheart's lack of skill in planning, his assassination attempts repeatedly failed, and he was eventually imprisoned by Mephisto in a special Black Death Prison.
If it weren't for the theft of the Revenge Spirit this time, Mephisto probably wouldn't have sent him to Earth to search for clues.
But now with the help of the Hellstorm siblings, as long as the plan is well-executed, killing Mephisto shouldn't be too difficult… at least, that's what he thought!
"Hehe, don't worry, I know what you three are worried about…"
Perhaps seeing the worried expressions on the three demons' faces, Blackheart said confidently:
"A smart demon king like me naturally can't fully believe the Hellstorm siblings' nonsense. After using them… and successfully helping me take down Mephisto, I'll discard them like a used tool and kill both of them!"
"Hahaha, how about it, am I smart?"
The three demons all gave a thumbs up, praising him wholeheartedly, "Brilliant, truly brilliant!!"
...
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Vought Corporation Building.
"Attention, staff in the building, there's a terrorist attack here, please evacuate as soon as possible… Repeat, this is not a drill, nor a test, please evacuate the building quickly!!"
Hughie Campbell's voice echoed throughout the entire building via the broadcast system. Those who were originally toiling away at their workstations, working overtime like beasts of burden… ah no, staff members, all got up and fled outwards.
The entire building quickly became empty, with only the battle in the broadcast hall continuing.
Bang bang bang—
Under the combined assault of Soldier Boy and Billy Butcher, Homelander was almost constantly on the defensive, taking a beating.
But for the two of them to subdue Homelander and then launch a "chest blast" to completely finish him off, it wasn't that easy!