Amon's Panic and Richard's Dark Expression

"Good grief!"

Richard said in surprise, "I didn't expect Old Mo to have his eyes on Mount Olympus, too?!"

"Isn't he afraid the gods of Paradise of Gods will come out in full force and completely wipe out Hell?"

"Impossible!" The grey mass of light retorted without a moment's hesitation, "His Majesty Mephisto studied the gods of Mount Olympus long ago. They already indulge in endless pleasure and completely ignore everything in the outside world!"

"..." Richard only then remembered the extended Marvel movies he had watched in his past life, where Zeus, the divine king of the gods of Mount Olympus in them, was indeed quite a slacker.

He couldn't help giving a thumbs-up and praising, "As expected of the cunning Lord of Hell, he certainly knows what he's doing!"

"If he's really allowed to carry it out according to plan, there might actually be a chance in the future to wipe out the gods of Mount Olympus in one fell swoop."

At this, Richard looked at Asmodeus and asked with some puzzlement, "Since Asmodeus is of such great use, why did Mephisto still send him out on a mission?"

"Uh... Well, this..." The grey mass of light hesitated.

"Hmm?" Richard swept an unpleased glance at it.

"I'll speak! I'll speak!" The grey mass of light let out a screech and hastily replied, "It seems His Majesty Mephisto has a temporary big plan that requires the demonic essence and souls of a large number of high-tier succubi..."

"His Majesty was probably afraid the crybaby would find out, so he just casually found an excuse to send him out on a mission..."

"Only, he didn't expect that old fogey The Ancient One to disregard the rules..."

Richard: ...

Flames of Crimson Mana ignited in his palm once again.

Frightened, the