Chapter 1028 Even the devil wants to be famous

"Second round of bets? What's the bet?"

In fact, William didn't need to think too much, he knew there was something wrong, but it wouldn't hurt to listen first.

Mephisto suppressed his excitement and said calmly, "Just bet on the space bridge?"

"Then you should continue to dream."

William refused without thinking, "You demons can't enter and leave the earth at will, and the world has fallen to this point. Do you think I will destroy my own world with my own hands?"

"Don't you want to hear what my bet is?"

"Forget it," William was silent for a few seconds, but still shook his head and said, "I know the bet you put out will definitely make me excited, but I'm sorry, there are still some bottom lines to keep."

You have a bottom line, Mephisto couldn't help cursing in his heart.

But William didn't agree, and he couldn't force it.

If he fought, no projection of the devil on earth could beat William.

If he cheated, after so many contacts with William, Mephisto knew that William was not so easy to be fooled.

And if he really succeeded in cheating, endless revenge would definitely follow.

Forget it, anyway, it is not as difficult for my projection to enter the earth as for other demon kings, and I can harvest more souls than them.

"I have driven Set back to his own territory, but he asked me to tell you that he hopes to make a bet with you.

If he loses, he will give you his dark kingdom, and if he wins, he will also give you the dark kingdom, but you have to give up revenge on him."

"NO", William shook his head without thinking at all. Although he is greedy and greedy for money, he will never be blinded by interests like a fool and let go of the guy who wants to kill him.

Keeping Set, this scourge, will he wait for him to recover and then plot against himself?

And can the words of the devil be believed? Not to mention that he is a demon who is willing to give up his own territory.

Besides, Mephisto will definitely benefit from this matter. William would rather harm others and not benefit himself than want Mephisto's power to increase greatly.

"I guess Sett also told you that as long as you hold on to his life, he will definitely be completely loyal to you, right?"

"Hehe, I knew you would definitely guess it."

Mephisto shrugged, "Set agreed that as long as he could live, he would give me a part of his soul to control. Unfortunately, the old man can only sit and prepare for desperately now."

Desperately?

Ha, William knew that Mephisto was deliberately reminding him of the difficulty of killing a demon god, but many times killing people does not necessarily have to be done by yourself.

Kicked Fischer, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, "Are you dead? If not, get up and work."

"Not dead, not dead", hearing that there was a task, the little worry left in Fischer's heart was immediately thrown out of the sky.

William took a soul gold coin from the storage space and threw it to Fischer casually, "Each soul gold coin has a hundred souls. See if these souls are useful in hell."

After taking the gold coin, Fischer smelled the soul in the gold coin, and sucked it, swallowing all the souls in it into his stomach in an instant.

"It feels so good..."

Looking at the evil demon with a mouth full of sharp teeth and a weird expression, William kicked him unhappily.

With a "bang", he kicked him into the wall more than ten meters away.

Then, seeing that the wall was hit and a hole was made, William did not reflect on himself, but instead used his mental power to catch Fischer, who was a little dizzy.

With a wave of his hand, a magic rope appeared in his hand, and he whipped Fischer on the ground.

"Where is this? This is a hospital. I let you break someone's wall and make you have no sense of public morality."

"I was wrong, I was wrong, master, spare me, master."

Fischer, who was beaten to pieces, only lay on the ground begging for mercy, but did not dare to dodge at all.

Anyway, he swallowed hundreds of souls in his stomach, and he could heal his wounds easily.

Moreover, he had only been with William for a short time, but he had already devoured more than a hundred souls. Fischer, who had calculated it clearly in his mind, was not completely devoted to William, but he would never defect easily as long as he did not lose his life.

But after whipping Fischer more than a dozen times, Mephisto did not show any dissatisfaction or fear. Instead, he smiled and watched William punish Fischer with inexplicable light in his eyes.

Since it did not have a deterrent effect, William did not need to continue acting.

Retracting the energy whip, William cast a repair spell on the wall more than ten meters away. The damaged wall quickly recovered and there was no abnormality.

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Asked Fisher, "Don't play dead, tell me, are these souls useful to you?"

"Of course, Master," Fisher, who spent several souls to recover himself, said excitedly, "These are souls on the battlefield, all full of tyranny, killing and fear.

For a medium-level demon like me, they are definitely the best supplements. If I absorb a few hundred more, my strength will definitely be able to increase by one level and become a real medium-level demon."

"After all, you are still a low-level demon?"

Kicked Fisher again. Since these souls are useful, William didn't want to give them to avoid directly enhancing the strength of these demon kings.

"Go to the Crimson Hell and tell Setorak that as long as he helps me kill Set, I will let at least one million people on Earth remember his name."

"One million?"

Mephisto, who was listening on the side, had his eyes lit up. If one million people remembered him, how much fear could he get?

And Sett, who has lost his territory and subjects, is only a high-level thug even if he has subordinates. How can he be stronger than increasing his own strength?

Therefore, Mephisto, who was very excited, said quickly, "Don't look for Setorak, I will help you."

"You?" William looked at Mephisto with contempt, "Unless you swear to the will of hell that you will kill Sett within an hour of earth time,

Otherwise, you'd better take a break, I can't trust you."

"One hour? This is impossible. Even Setorak will not spend such a huge price to kill Sett for the fear of one million people."

"Are you trying to raise the price?" William curled his lips and kicked Fischer again, "Go back to hell and find Setorak in the Crimson Hell. He is an unknown but powerful demon king, and he must be willing to see his reputation spread to the world."

"Yes, master," Fischer lay on the ground, waiting for William to send him back to hell.

But after a few seconds, he found that William had no intention of sending him back directly. Fischer immediately understood that William was waiting for Mephisto to speak.

Mephisto was not so easy to deceive. After another five or six seconds, he heard William's cold snort, and Fischer reluctantly got rid of his disguise and planned to let the will of the main material plane expel him back to hell.

"Wait", seeing Fischer's body glowing red, Mephisto knew what Fischer wanted to do.

Although he wanted to take the opportunity to raise the price, he was even more unwilling to see Cytorak of the Crimson Hell become stronger.