Hearing Lucifer's words, Maze complained, "Why do you owe the power company money every time I come here?"
Lucifer spread his hands. "Because I owe the power company money every day."
"The world outside is ending, and you still care about your lousy bar?"
Gabriel said irritably. She truly had a headache. No matter how many customers she drove away, Lucifer remained determined to keep the bar running.
Just how stubborn was this guy? Was he really God's most perfect creation? If so, God's taste was pretty questionable.
"The end of the world?"
Lucifer's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Maybe next time, we can try an apocalypse theme. It should have a market."
Maze and Gabriel both felt like they were losing their minds. The same thought flashed through their heads: World, just end already. Hurry up.
At Hell's entrance, Mechanical Trigon sat on the ground while Cerberus lay beside him with a wronged expression, clearly having been beaten up.
"Lucifer isn't coming?"
Mechanical Trigon frowned. He had wanted to take this chance to have a proper talk with Lucifer, but the other party had simply decided not to come. What an unfilial son.
"Forget it. I'll just act as if he doesn't exist. I'll deal with the Dream Demon King myself."
Mechanical Trigon shook his head. The problem now was how to find the Dream Demon King's true body.
Without finding the Dream Demon King's true body, even ruining his plan would be useless, because there would always be a next time.
"Two methods. One is to create fake souls for him to devour. As long as he swallows those fake souls, I'll be able to locate him."
Mechanical Trigon thought to himself, "The other method is to start with the Ancient Creatures. The Dream Demon King