Numerous translucent souls were still queuing at the garden entrance. The white marble-like platform was packed with ghostly figures, making the sight rather amusing.
Yes, ordinary people would probably find so many ghosts terrifying, but when those ghosts were obediently taking numbers and lining up as if they were waiting to see a doctor at a hospital, the scene became a little comical.
The key was that the ghosts all seemed to have round heads, each one looking bald. That made Deathstroke think of the equally bald Kang the Conqueror.
Following the volunteer guide deeper into the garden, Su Ming brushed past the souls with a cigarette between his lips and gave the matter some thought.
Mephisto had his own agenda. He had always wanted to become Satan and sit upon the throne of the King of Hell. Every generation of Sorcerer Supreme knew that.
But even so, giving him a verbal warning was one thing. There was no need to actually unleash the God Eater to kill him.
Old Mephisto was one of the more "prominent" Hell Lords. His territory was also the largest, and he knew how to keep up with the times.
While the other Hell Lords were still purging souls through primitive methods, he had already established Hell casinos, letting souls gamble endlessly and cleanse themselves while he used their greed as profit.
The main reason the Vishanti tacitly allowed Demon Lords to operate on Earth was because they were like Cleaners. Demons and Hell were essential parts of the cosmic cycle of souls, like decomposers in an ecosystem.
It would not be difficult to kill all these Demon Lords, but in the end, someone else would still have to be found to do this dirty work.
Rather than putting unfamiliar newcomers in charge, it was