"If you agree, we'll sign a contract—the strongest, most unbreakable contract."
Mechanical Trigon continued, "If you refuse, I'll kill you. Don't doubt that I have the strength to do so. I believe you should be well aware of that."
Thousand-Hand Demon King snorted. "After you kill us, we'll revive as Black Lanterns zombies. When that happens, your situation will only get worse."
"If that weren't the case, why do you think I'd negotiate with you? Why would I waste so many words?"
Mechanical Trigon said, "Demon Kings, after you revive, will you still be yourselves?"
The Demon Kings exchanged glances, then chose to nod. "Fine. We'll sign the contract and protect Earth with you. We'll be superheroes for once."
"That's right, we'll be superheroes too. Oh, remember to make merchandise of us. I think our merchandise will definitely sell well."
Thousand-Hand Demon King said, and the other Demon Kings nodded in agreement. They were all so handsome; there was no reason their merchandise would not sell well.
Mechanical Trigon looked disgusted. You lot wanted merchandise too?
In any case, both sides reached an agreement. Next, they began signing the contract—the terms had been discussed many times. They were all Demon Kings, so there was no way they would leave loopholes behind.
Once the contract was signed, Mechanical Trigon shouted, "Everyone, stop fighting."
Ice Maid sneered. "Trigon, do you think we'll obey your orders?"
Before Ice Maid could finish speaking, the Demon Kings swiftly retreated. Only the ten revived Demon Kings were still fighting, and they froze, unable to understand what was happening.
In fact, not only did they not understand, even their own allies were confused. Iron Man shouted, "Hey, why did you stop fighting? Don't tell me you surrendered. I'm about to finish off a Demon King."
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