"Huh?"
Heavenly Dao raised his eyebrows and suddenly looked at a huge boulder the size of a house a hundred meters behind them.
"Heavenly Dao, what's wrong? Did Mephisto come to kill you?"
"Will he hear your plan?!"
Pietro, who was still thinking about what Heavenly Dao just said, was startled by his sudden movement. He jumped up from the recliner as if his feet were loaded with springs. He hid behind Heavenly Dao in two or three steps and peered behind the boulder.
"Ha...Pietro, do you think I will easily let Mephisto notice what I have done?"
"So what if he knows?"
"I threw Hell things, how could he still find them inch by inch?"
Tian glared at Pietro angrily, then raised his feet and walked towards the boulder.
"I didn't expect to see an interesting Little Demon here. Come and see it together."
"Interesting Little Demon?"
Pietro's curiosity was aroused, and he quickly followed Heavenly Dao towards the boulder.
Heavenly Dao ignored him, quickly came to the boulder, lowered his head and looked down at the cliff behind the boulder.
"Let's see, what kind of demon amazes you?"
Pietro, who was following, also looked down curiously, and then his expression instantly became a little weird.
"Well... you're right, this is indeed an interesting demon!"
It turned out that under the hundred-meter cliff, there was a depression about one hundred meters away. In the center of the depression, there was a magma pool several meters wide.
And now, there is a thin red figure, only a little over one meter tall, standing next to the magma pool, dancing a strange dance without any sense of beauty.
He was wearing a robe that was randomly pieced together from various tattered strips of cloth, leather, bones, ores, and even feathers obtained from unknown sources. It actually looked a bit like a sacrificial robe.
In his hand, he was holding a roughly polished leg bone of an unknown creature, like a scepter.
He swayed his body from side to side, stamped his feet quickly, waved his arms in a wide arc, his head shook up and down and left and right erratically, his bone scepter slammed on the ground many times, and he muttered some vague words like a spell in his mouth, dancing wildly around the magma pool.
Not only that, he also took out some things from his robe and threw them into the magma pool from time to time, including dark pieces of meat, strangely colored stones, unknown bones, strange powders...
It is as if a magic stick is making sacrifices, praying to heaven, and communicating with the gods.
As soon as Heavenly Dao thought, Little Demon's voice rang directly in his and Pietro's ears. "Great Demon King, Lord of Hell, your humble servant prays to you sincerely, begs for your attention, and begs you to grant me my meager strength!"
"You control Hell, you are omnipotent, and your greatness has left terrifying legends in countless worlds..."
"I believe in you, noble King of Demons, and I pray to you..."
"..."
A burst of words of praise and humble prayers that made Heavenly Dao and Pietro get goosebumps came out of Little Demon's mouth incessantly, but none of them were the same.
"Hmph!"
Pietro couldn't help but snorted, "So he was praying to Mephisto. Heavenly Dao, do you need me to deal with him directly?"
"No..., I think he is more useful to me alive."
Heavenly Dao stopped Pietro from shooting out the condensed cloud blade, and looked at Little Demon with a hint of looking at Xiaobai rat.
"Okay Heavenly Dao, are you planning to assimilate him?"
Pietro's hand returned to its original state, and he looked at Little Demon thoughtfully and asked Heavenly Dao.
"That's right!"
"Don't he long for power? I'll give it to him!"
Heavenly Dao said that he had already stepped out of the cliff and fell lightly towards the pit.
"Can such a weak demon really help you split Hell?"
Pietro looked at Little Demon with disgust, clouds of smoke surged around his body, and followed Heavenly Dao as they drifted down.
Heavenly Dao and Pietro fell silently next to Little Demon. Little Demon was even face to face with them, but looked like he didn't see anything and continued to pray.
Pietro doesn't find it strange. During this period, Heavenly Dao has been shrouding the two of them with a power that isolates time and space, making all evil Magic City completely ignore their existence.
At this moment, Heavenly Dao raised his hand and waved, and the power that isolated time and space on them quietly disappeared, and their figures suddenly appeared in front of Little Demon.
"Crack!"
"Human?"
"Mage?!"
"Oh no, please let me go. I have never left Hell. I have never hurt anyone. I am innocent!"
"Two respected mages, if you want to kill a demon, I can lead you. I know where an evil demon who has hurt at least hundreds of people is!"
Before Heavenly Dao and Pietro could speak, the bone scepter in Little Demon's hand fell to the ground with a clatter. He stared at them with wide eyes in disbelief, and then immediately rolled and crawled down in front of them, his head stuck to the hot red ground, and his whole body was shaking.
"Oh... damn it, you Magic City are so stinky!"
Pietro smelled the pungent smell of Little Demon, and immediately took a few steps back, covering his nose with disgust, and his face wrinkled up.
"I'm sorry, Master Mage, it's all my fault. I will definitely clean up well in the future!"
Little Demon trembled even more violently, and quickly reassured loudly. This time, not only his head, but his entire body was pressed to the ground, and he wanted to blend in directly.
Heavenly Dao looked down at Little Demon as if nothing had happened. He was not affected by the smell at all, because the surface of his body has always been separated from the outside by a layer of energy, which can isolate the outside smell, temperature, etc.
He glanced at Pietro, and then said gently to Little Demon: "Get up, come with me, I need you to help me do something."
After saying that, Heavenly Dao turned around and walked towards the cliff, without worrying at all whether Little Demon would follow.
"Hurry up Little Demon, catch up quickly, I tell you, your good luck has come!"
Pietro followed Heavenly Dao, looking at Little Demon who was tremblingly getting up from the ground, and urged him impatiently.
He really thinks that Little Demon is lucky enough to be favored by Heavenly Dao, and will at least become a small lord in the future.
As for whether he can survive under Mephisto's nose, that's not Pietro's time to consider.
"Come right away, come right away!"
Little Demon's body was still shaking, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart. He quickly staggered behind Heavenly Dao and Pietro.
Arriving in front of the cliff, when he was wondering what they were doing here, he felt his body suddenly lighten up, and he and Heavenly Dao flew towards the cliff together.
Looking at the calm faces of Heavenly Dao and Pietro, Little Demon suddenly felt that he might not die.