Eternal Suppression of Blood Floss Hell

"What do you want?"

Black mist erupted around Baphomet's skeletal ram head, forcing back the nearby red Blood Floss mist. Its power was being continuously drained.

"Weren't you the one who came looking for me?" Wu Heng replied evenly.

Yet the air around them grew increasingly solid. The Blood Floss drifted down more and more slowly, until it even hung motionless in midair.

The surroundings were filled with the stifling, calm stillness before a storm.

"I am the Lord of Midian. I merely sensed an anomaly here and came to pay a visit. I never expected to witness the birth of a Lord of Hell."

"I neglected to announce myself. Could you open a Hell passage? I will leave at once."

After some thought, Baphomet spoke. It had no desire to fight a fully formed Lord of Hell within the latter's own hell, even if he was only a newcomer.

"Have you forgotten something?"

Wu Heng extended a slender finger and pointed at Baphomet's jaw.

He had made many guesses before. Among them, the most likely was that Baphomet had noticed Uriel's disappearance and wanted to seize Eden.

After leaving the answer in Immacrada's mind, he had waited for this moment.

He had deliberately delayed the final step, waiting for Baphomet to appear, all to lure it into Blood Floss Hell.

Because if he had advanced to become a Lord of Hell beforehand, then the instant the Hell Portal opened wide, Baphomet would have sensed Eden's complete hellish aura. It would never have entered.

At that point, if Wu Heng wanted to save Immacrada, this world's rare Hell High Priest, along with those accumulated Blood Floss Demons, he would have had to leave Blood Floss Hell and battle Baphomet in reality. Yet he had suddenly received a premonition.

If he