Urgency (Seventeen)

Chapter 654: Urgency (Seventeen)

The younger of the two was naturally Blackheart, who was maintaining his humanoid form. He was now smugly boasting to his father, Mephisto. "Heh heh heh, Father, look. See for yourself!!"

He spread his arms and spun in place, gesticulating with excitement as though showing off his proudest creation.

In the distance, a vehicle-type Demon Engine used forelimbs modified from bulldozer blades to crush a police car, along with the three officers inside.

The screech of twisting steel, the crack of shattering bones, and brief screams mingled together.

"What did I tell you?" Blackheart's voice rose with excitement. "As long as we're smart enough to stuff Hell's little darlings into these human steel toys, that meddlesome bald woman, the Ancient One, and those Masters of the Mystic Arts at Kamar-Taj who never stop prattling about 'dimensional balance' won't so much as let out a fart."

He leaned closer, the flames in his eyes dancing more merrily, his lips curling with irrepressible delight. "Mechanical constructs, Father. Human technology isn't covered by the mystic masters' 'prohibition on supernatural intervention'—heh heh heh, it's a loophole, an enormous loophole—and we've slipped right through it!"

He couldn't help laughing again, even more brazenly this time. "Hahaha, can you feel the torrent of souls?"

"Every second, fresh, delicious souls steeped in fear and despair pour into your Hell!"

"Trust me, it won't be long—yes, not long at all—before every human soul becomes part of our collection."

"More than seven billion portions of fear, pain, and regret—enough for an everlasting feast!"

Thud!

A dull knock interrupted Blackheart's fantasies.

Blackheart's arrogant voice cut off abruptly, like a duck being strangled.

He hunched his neck in an instinctive, almost comical movement that stood in stark contrast to his earlier arrogance.

Mephisto withdrew his cane and