Beirut's Teasing, and His Duel with Wurnisen

"Oh? Beirut is surrounded? Who are they?"

Leilin showed no sign of panic, but calmly looked at the black-clad butler, Beaufort, and asked.

"Wurnisen, he's a veteran Death Seven-Star Demon with a long-standing reputation, and we've known each other for a while. I never expected something like this to happen. Don't worry, I'll definitely make Wurnisen give me an explanation."

Stuart's face was grim. He first expressed his stance to Leilin, and then the two of them rushed out of Diyi City together.

"Ah!!!"

A piercing scream echoed Diyi City. Luoyisius's face was contorted with pain as he ran around clutching his head.

"Suffer, then. I'll show you what true Hell is like—a place where you can neither live nor die."

A crazed expression appeared on Wurnisen's face as he watched the Soul Leech he had created writhe wildly within Luoyisius's body, feeling an indescribable sense of pleasure.

"Ah! Kill me!"

Luoyisius let out a beast-like roar, howling incessantly, attempting suicide, but he was controlled by the Death Divine Power and unable to move.

"Want to die? Not so easy. I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Wurnisen clenched his right hand, Luoyisius instantly regained his senses, staring at Wurnisen with a pale face.

"Everyone must die!"

A bloodthirsty glint flashed in Wurnisen's eyes as he scanned the remaining people, then suddenly frowned.

He noticed that while everyone else's eyes were filled with fear, one man in a black robe with small eyes showed no fear or anxiety on his face, but rather a hint of mockery.

"Kid, you don't seem scared at all!"

A blood-red orb of light appeared in Wurnisen's hand, and his gaze toward Beirut turned colder.

"I wouldn't say I'm afraid, I just find it a bit ridiculous that a Seven-Star Demon like you had your clone killed so easily."

Beirut stroked his beard lightly, seemingly unconcerned about Wurnisen's attitude.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Wurnisen's eyes turned blood red, and crimson energy suddenly condensed in his hands.

"Stop!"

Just as Wurnisen was about to make his move, a loud shout came from afar, and two streaks of light rushed over at lightning speed, transforming into the figures of Stuart and Leilin.

"Stuart, are you here to stop me?"

Wurnisen's tone softened somewhat as he looked at the white-browed, golden-eyed Lord of Diyi City and spoke.

"Wurnisen, you've gone too far!"

Stuart's face turned ashen as he glared angrily at Wurnisen.

"Stuart, my Divine Clone has been killed. Don't you think I should seek revenge?"

Although Wurnisen's tone remained cold, he still explained his motives, clearly indicating that he did not want to clash with the Lord of Diyi City.

"What? They killed your clone?"

Stuart's expression changed. He glanced around, especially at Beirut's face, before continuing:

Even so, Wurnisen, you've gone too far!

Stuart was somewhat worried. Since Beirut had participated in the mission, he might have been involved in the death of Wurnisen's clone. However, Bluefire couldn't allow Wurnisen to attack Beirut, which put him in a difficult position.

"Stuart, what do you mean? You want to fight me?"

Upon hearing Stuart's words, Wurnisen's face instantly darkened, and the translucent flame in his hand suddenly shone brighter.

As an old acquaintance of many years, Wurnisen knew Stuart quite well and was aware that he was not confident in dealing with him, so he did not make a move directly.

"Mr. Leilin, what do you think?"

Stuart didn't answer immediately, but turned to look at Bluefire with a questioning look in his eyes.

If Wurnisen had only attacked the people of Diyi City, he could have given them some face. But Beirut was a member of the Bluefire Demon Leilin's faction, so he couldn't interfere.

"Leilin? You're the Bluefire Demon, Leilin!"

Wurnisen's expression changed slightly, and he narrowed his eyes as he stared at Bluefire's face.

Although the Bluefire Demon Leilin had only been Seven-Star Demon for a few thousand years, Wurnisen had the privilege of hearing his name before, and was now somewhat apprehensive.

Beirut, come out now!

Leilin looked helplessly at Beirut, who was watching the show from the side, and spoke directly.

Beirut stroked his beard, squinted his small eyes, and approached Leilin.

"Is this kid one of yours?"

Wurnisen's face instantly darkened. Although he hated Luoyisius, who had personally killed his clone, he also harbored murderous intent towards this small-eyed, black-robed man.

"Mr. Wurnisen, could you please do me a favor this time?"

Bluefire smiled slightly and looked at Wurnisen. Although he and Beirut were not afraid of Wurnisen at all, Bluefire understood his anger after hearing that Wurnisen's clone had been killed, so he planned to resolve the matter peacefully.

"Bluefire Demon! I can't give you that kind of face. If you leave, I can ignore it, but if you insist on protecting him, then we might have to fight!"

Wurnisen scrutinized Stuart for a moment before rejecting Leilin's request, speaking in an icy tone.

He could give Stuart face, partly because they were old acquaintances, and partly because he wasn't confident he could handle Stuart's strength.

However, Wurnisen was not afraid of the Bluefire Demon, a Seven-Star Demon that had only risen to prominence a few thousand years ago. As for Stuart, he did not believe that the other party would become his enemy for the sake of a Bluefire Demon.

"It seems Bluefire, you don't have enough influence. Mr. Wurnisen doesn't seem to take you seriously!"

Beirut spoke as if watching a show, teasing Bluefire.

"Fine, you handle this yourself."

Hearing Wurnisen's words, Leilin shook his head helplessly. If someone could live but chose to die, he wouldn't say anything more. Although he had a gentle personality, no one in Hell was truly a good person.

"Since Mr. Wurnisen wants to fight, then I, Beirut, will fight you today!"

A long staff radiating a dark aura instantly appeared in Beirut's hand, and in a daze, the staff flashed past more than a dozen afterimages.

"You? Who exactly are you?"

Wurnisen's internal alarm bells rang instantly, and he retreated over a hundred meters at lightning speed. He sensed an unusual aura emanating from the black staff.

Beirut's black staff is Godhead Weapon formed from his own refined dark attribute Godhead. Although it cannot compare to Sovereign Artifact, it is among the top-tier Highgod Artifact.

Godhead Weapon, imbued with the hardness of Godhead essence, are indestructible even to Overgod. In actual combat, their mere aura is enough to threaten Seven-Star Demon like Wurnisen.