The Netherworld unsealed (III)

"Dad, what are you playing at?" After Bruce left, Lucifer appeared beside God. "Should we take Demon Nero—"

Demon Nero felt cold all over and did not dare move a muscle.

God shook his head, turned, and climbed into a sports car. He patted the steering wheel, signaling for Lucifer to get in.

"This guy has already broken Hell's rules. Aren't you going to punish him?" Lucifer asked in confusion. Was this really his petty father?

"The Lord does not care," God said.

"...Now you're just putting on airs." Lucifer snorted.

Watching God leave, Demon Nero breathed a sigh of relief and hastily changed his plan to bring Hell to Earth.

Hell.

"One big job to collect enough souls?" The First of the Fallen was thoroughly confused by Demon Nero's revised plan. "Didn't you say you were going to bring all of Hell to Earth and then wage war on Heaven? How did your grand plan shrink to this?"

"I have other considerations," Demon Nero said vaguely.

"Oh?"

"You'll find out later," Demon Nero replied offhandedly. "Besides, haven't you all received a share of the souls I collected on Earth?"

"You have both Joker's and Lex Luthor's souls. What appeal do the other souls have?" the First of the Fallen said, sounding displeased.

"Hey, that's not fair. How about I give you Constantine's soul?" Demon Nero said. "In exchange, you just need to lend me a portion of your authority."

"Are you serious?" The First of the Fallen immediately perked up.

"Of course. We'll put it in a contract." Demon Nero conjured a contract with his power.

"If you're even willing to give me Constantine's soul, what exactly are you after?" the First of the Fallen asked.

"A soul of the utmost purity and nobility."

"Superman?" The First of the