Asmodena watched in horror as his limbs turned into flowing light and collapsed into his core uncontrollably.
Just two seconds.
The arrogant Lord Desire Rift, both human and divine, were rubbed by Chu Men with his bare hands into a dark purple diamond-shaped crystal core the size of a thumb and completely clear.
Inside the crystal core, Asmodena, which has shrunk tens of thousands of times, is beating the crystal wall in horror.
Chu Men is a snap.
A dark red [Absolute Spiritual Imprint] penetrated the crystal wall and directly dug into the deepest part of Asmodena's soul.
[Ding! Successfully crossed the material boundary and enslaved Hell border lord·Asmodena!]
The screams in the crystal core stopped abruptly.
Asmodena, who shrank to the size of a figure, trembled all over, and the malice and madness in his purple eyes quickly faded away.
What replaced it was deep-seated obedience and awe.
She knelt down obediently inside the crystal core, folded her hands and pressed them against the crystal wall, lowering her head.
Chu Men Picked up this dark Purple Crystal Core and took a photo of it at the evil moon above our head.
"The quality is just right, it's fine as a pendant."
He casually pulled out a black silk ribbon from his waist, tied the crystal core to the waist of his uniform, and then patted the surface of the crystal core.
"Hey, Mosquito Repellent, please report your household registration for this area."
The crystal core on the waist flashed with a faint light, and Asmodena's gentle and gentle voice directly passed into Chu Men's ears:
"Reporting to the great master, Hell Dimension is divided into Nine Layers of the Abyss."
"The first to third floors are the border wasteland and Desire Rift, which are divided and ruled by our twelve peripheral lords."
"The fourth to sixth floors are the battlefield of bloody battles between Beelzebub and First of the Fallen, Lord of the Flies. They have been fighting for the fragments of 'Abyssal Source Crown' for two whole epochs."
"As for the seventh to ninth floors, they are Fallen Morningstar Lucifer's private territory. He usually never pays attention to Hell's government affairs and only drinks and has fun in Silver City on the seventh floor."
Constantine, who was standing behind, listened to the sound coming from the crystal core and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
My whole body was completely numb.
That is the great succubus Asmodena who has ruled Desire Rift for thirty thousand years.
In the past, he almost spent half his life on the bed in order to trick a succubus tear from this woman.
Fortunately, in less than five minutes, the female lord was directly turned into a piece of glass hanging on her belt.
I answered whatever I asked, and she was as well-behaved as a new customer service girl.
"Crown fragment? Silver City?"
Chu Men touched his chin, and a long-lost smile finally appeared in his obsidian eyes.
"Sounds much more interesting than those soft-footed shrimps on Earth."
Chu Men turned around and glanced at Constantine who was still kneeling on the ground.
"You just said that His Majesty Lucifer has a very bad temper?"
Constantine swallowed and replied dryly:
"The Divine Master, not only is he the greatest, he is also the most vengeful master in the entire Multiverse..."
"You just crushed his Morning Star Mark. It stands to reason that he should have come over with his sword to kill by now..."
"If he doesn't come, then we will go there."
Chu Men lifted his collar and waved to Clark and Diana.
"Dug out all the metal veins and magic crystals in this crack, pack them up and transport them back to Gotham for reclamation."
"As for those demons who are not completely dead, all of them will be incorporated into the engineering team to move bricks for Luthor."
"Yes, Master!"
Clark and Diana took orders at the same time, and their bodies turned into two streams of light and rushed toward the Obsidian Mountains in the distance.
The rumbling sound of mining instantly echoed across the border.
At the same time.
Hell Dimension, Seventh Abyss.
Unlike the devastated scorched earth outside, there is a gorgeous city suspended here made of pure silver and bright crystals.
The terrace at the highest point of the city is covered with a dark red velvet carpet.
A slender figure wearing pure white Tuxedo with dazzling blond hair was leaning lazily on the dark throne of thorns.
He held a crystal goblet in his hand, which contained a thick, bright red liquid.
Snap.
A silver tail ring worn on the fingertip of his left hand suddenly cracked and formed a fine line without any warning.
The blond man's movement of shaking the wine glass paused for half a second.
A six-winged fallen angel standing in the shadow of the terrace immediately knelt down on one knee and asked in a low voice:
"Your Majesty, Asmodena on the first level has lost contact. The Morning Star mark you left in her core... has been erased from the physical level."
"First of the Fallen That reckless man's handiwork?"
The blond man brought the wine glass to his lips and took a sip, his voice elegant and low.
"No, Your Majesty, that power does not belong to Hell, nor does it belong to Heavenly Mountain."
The fallen angel raised his head, with a rare trace of surprise in his eyes.
"The breath comes from the earth in the three-dimensional material world. The other party directly tore Desire Rift apart and is now... demolishing our mine."
The blond man slowly raised his head, revealing a face that was so handsome that it was almost demonic.
The golden eyes penetrated the layers of space barriers and looked in the direction of the first layer.
He looked at the figure with silver hair and black clothes reflected on the wall of the crystal cup, and slowly raised a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Crush my Mark of the Morning Star like a walnut and use my Lord as a belt pendant?"
Lucifer drank the remaining red wine in the glass.
He threw the crystal cup into the abyss and spoke lightly to the shadow behind him.
"Go and open the gate of Fourth Layer of Hell, and tell First of the Fallen and Beelzebub that if anyone can twist off that kid's head and use it as a wine flask, I will lend him the seventh-level Abyss Crown to wear for three days."
The lingering sound of Lucifer dispersed in Seventh Abyss.
At the same moment, the junction of First Layer of Hell and the second floor, Bone Wasteland.
Boom!
An obsidian mine with a height of 100 meters was uprooted by Clark and inserted sideways into Space Portal leading to Gotham.
Constantine squatted on the half-broken demon's ribs, covering his ears with his hands and twisting his facial features into a ball.
"My lord! Can we go another way?"
"The one ahead is River Styx. The river is filled with hundreds of billions of ghosts that cannot be reincarnated. Their cries can turn a living person's brains into tofu!"
Chu Men stepped on the crunchy pile of dead bones and picked out his ears.
A hundred miles ahead, a large black river with a width of thousands of miles stretches across the sky and the earth.
Countless twisted and pale human faces tumbled in the black water, converging into a substantial infrasonic tsunami, causing the bones and mountains along the way to collapse.
"It's really unpleasant."
Chu Men stopped and frowned.
"The noise is annoying."
The darkness on his waist Purple Crystal Core flashed, and Asmodena hurriedly spoke:
"Master, that is the death lament of River Styx. Even the seraphim flying over will be fascinated and fall into the river and turn into bones. Why don't we take a detour..."
"What detour? I always walk in a straight line."
Chu Men raised his wrist and tapped a miniature Apokolips Communicator on his cuff.
"Victor, can you connect to the signal here?"