After the meeting, I rushed to the Demon World without stopping and came to the only city that the Nightmare Legion now owned - Night Demon City.

After experiencing such a big war, I have not yet appeared. Nightmare and Satan must have complained about me, the master, in my heart, so I am ready to see their faces.

What surprised me was that when I appeared in front of him, the nightmare that was originally desolate suddenly shone with gleam and greeted him happily: "Master, you are finally here!"

"Sorry, I can't get rid of something in China and I can't come to help you protect this huge family business..."

"Stop talking about this, go and see Satan first, he is almost out of reach!"

"Satan is almost gone?" This news really surprised me. Satan's strength is a little bit higher than nightmare. Even the nightmare is still alive. Why is he so angry?

Without asking any nonsense, under the guidance of the nightmare, I saw Satan lying on the couch with his eyes closed. He saw that his body was covered with a thick layer of dust, gray, and there was no trace of vitality. The originally arrogant demon king's influence was even more difficult to capture from him. Even if I walked into him, he could not feel it. It seemed that the injury was indeed very serious.

"Satan?" Nightmare walked over quickly, her purple-black face suddenly changed, and her mouth was a little confused and murmured: "He...he's dead... I'm still talking to him...why...how...how..."

When Satan died, I felt shocked, and a feeling of unspeakable guilt surged into my heart. Although I did not treat Satan as brothers as Silver Dragon Cloud Fox and others, after spending a long time together, I would still have a certain feeling, especially since I was to use him from the beginning, but he brought me a lot of surprises. When I thought of this, I couldn't help but fall into deep self-blame. I stared at Satan with a look of earth. I breathed a breath: "Satan, I'm late... Nightmare, what's going on? He is a six-winged fallen angel. Why did he die so easily?"

Nightmare responded sadly: "Ashura, who possesses the scepter of the Demon God, is too strong. In order to resist Asura's repeated attacks, Satan used the energy of the angel's heart to repel Asura. However, with the body of the fallen angel, he used the angel's heart to use the angel's heart, and even if he did not die, his strength would be greatly reduced..."

Satan naturally knows the function of the heart of the angel. In order to help the Nightmare Legion resist the Asura tribe, Satan is willing to take such a big risk. It seems that he is not a worldly demon king who only thinks about himself. I couldn't help but re-examine Satan's handsome face, and then listen to Nightmare saying quietly: "Satan, the master is here, but you can't see it. Don't worry, when my Nightmare Legion defeats Asura and unify the demon world, you will definitely be named a noble existence like a demon god."

Looking at the firm nightmare, my heart was throbbing. Who said that the demon is ruthless? At the same time, the nightmare words reminded me of my promise to Satan, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart, Satan, what are you doing when you are so fast? My promise has not been fulfilled yet. If... I suddenly lit up in my heart and couldn't help laughing.

"Master, why are you laughing at?" This is a question, which can be seen from the cold face of the nightmare.

Ignoring the suspicion of the nightmare, I quickly took out a blood-colored peach-shaped crystal and stuffed it into Satan's mouth. As the surging life energy gradually sinks into Satan's belly, my heart rises again.

"Master, what did you give Satan?" Nightmare's tone was a little slower: "I can feel the strong energy of life."

"The Spirit of the God of Life is the fruit on the tree of the Elf of the Spirit, and it has the effect of resurrection." Although I knew that the Spirit of the God of Life has the effect of resurrection, I had never used it before, and I still felt very uncertain in my heart, so I could only look at Satan on the couch nervously, hoping for the miracle to appear.

Just as I stared at Nightmare and I, a wonderful subtle change occurred in Satan's body, that was, the heavy death energy covering him gradually disappeared, the true nature of the ancient demon god, the luster full of vitality and power, returned to Satan again.

Looking at this change in surprise, it seems that the soul of the God of Life is indeed worthy of being the treasure of the elves and indeed has the effect of resurrection.

"Uh..." Satan on the couch exhaled a heavy breath of turbid air at this time, and then opened his watery eyes. Indeed, it was watery and full of infinite vitality.

"Master?" Suddenly sat up, Satan looked at himself in confusion, and turned his eyes to Nightmare: "I am..."

"Satan, I am not grateful to my master. It was him who gave you the soul of God of Life that made you come back to life." The little eyes of Nightmare were very excited and rolling around.

"I just died?" Satan, who had been fighting at the gate of hell, was a little dazed, but he was only a little lost. Satan quickly reacted and suddenly bowed to me: "Lucifah thanks the master for his life."

"Don't do this with me, get up quickly!" I happily pulled up this guy who was taller than me. "Since I became my servant, how could I die like this without reporting to me? Isn't this depriving me of the right to fulfill my promise? What punishment do you think you should be punished?"

"This?" Satan looked at me inexplicably, and followed my joke innocently, "Master, please do it."

"Haha..." Although this top-level NPC intelligence is comparable to that of players, it is still difficult for them to react if they are not familiar with this communication method. I feel very happy in my heart, "Satan, it's too late to be happy that the soul of the god of life can make you live again. How can I bear to punish you? By the way, I heard that you used the energy of the angel heart, which has a great negative effect. Now you feel that your strength has declined?"

As soon as I finished speaking, a momentary ink light burst out on Satan's body. Satan's aura shouted: "Hehe... I'm really great now. I feel that it's a little stronger than my heyday. If Asura hadn't had the Demon God's Scepter, he would definitely not be my opponent now."

It seems that Satan feels very good now. After all, he is not confused about the principle of attribute restraint. Unless his strength is much higher than Asura, even if Asura does not have the scepter of the demon god, it will be difficult for Satan to win.

"Satan, don't brag anymore. It's not embarrassing to not be able to beat Asura." Nightmare, a weird man who was as cold as water, showed a great ups and downs of his temperament today, and he even teased Satan very rarely.

Satan is not the kind of petty person. He just took a nightmare and said to me, "Master, how is the battle now? Is there anything we can help?"

I was slightly stunned. It seemed that life in some major events often changed the personalities of many people. Although Satan has helped me a lot, I have never seen him so proactive before. And if I remember correctly, this kid didn't want to treat me as his master for a long time. It seems that he still takes this life-saving grace seriously.

Actually, what I don’t know is that a sentence from the previous nightmare made Satan, a former high-ranking person, understand the truth that a subordinate should understand, that is, if he does not want to be abandoned by his superiors, he must reflect his own value.

People will always change, and becoming stronger and better is often the dream in everyone's heart. Seeing that the people around you have a gratifying change, thinking about the current great situation, I couldn't help but laugh with great enthusiasm: "Satan, nightmare, now you just need to defend this acre of three-point land well, it won't take long before the other three countries will not want to come to the Demon Realm to flow into this muddy water. Then I will get you the Holy Angel Medal, and this Demon Realm will definitely change its owner."

"Master, I don't understand what you mean. How long will it take?" Nightmare looked at me with a confused look on his face.

Satan was also confused: "Master, do you have so much confidence in this absolutely protracted war against the Three Kingdoms with the power of one country?"

"If I don't have this confidence, am I still qualified to be your boss?" He looked at the two of them proudly: "You have to worry about it. I know that the Nightmare Legion's troops have suffered a lot. During this period, we should recover our troops as soon as possible. At the same time, you should pay close attention to the situation on the battlefield. Take action when it is time to take action, and help my troops under my command defend this line of defense as much as possible."

He looked at each other blankly, but Nightmare and Satan did not choose to go into it. The former nodded slightly and said, "After the master's orders at any time."

He nodded with relief and looked at the uncertainty on the two of them: "During this time, I will send people to send standard metal equipment continuously. The equipment sent this time has a much higher technological content than before. At that time, even within the scope of the Demon God's Scepter, the soldiers of the Nightmare Legion will not be able to fight."

As soon as I said this, Nightmare and Satan's faces suddenly relaxed. They had already tasted the benefits of equipment. Warriors of the same level in armor could almost withstand one and a half of themselves. After all, those with strong protection ability are not a little bit. What I just said is that equipment with higher technological content is required. In order to achieve comprehensive victory, I believe that the great motherland will not feel sorry for "a little" of money.

If Jincoin knew that I would say the value of hundreds of thousands of sets of large-scale armor was a little money, he would definitely use a kitchen knife to chop me up, "cut it, cut it, cut it." He really wouldn't use his own money as money.

You know, even if the armor equipped by the demons and evil spirits is an ordinary whiteboard steel set (level 70-80 warrior equipment), the cost is no less than two or three thousand or hundreds of thousands of sets. What does that mean? That is hundreds of millions!

After soothing the two special little brothers Satan and Nightmare, I used another special ability as the Supreme Xiaoyao King. This ability can almost be regarded as the ability of GM, which is to create a voice channel. I can create a new voice channel and force anyone I want to join to this voice channel.

This ability seems quite simple to say, but its effectiveness is very great. You should know that if the brain layer of Shenzhou Jehovah is about to hold a meeting, in the past, it would have to find a place to sit down and talk. After all, Shenzhou Jehovah is not a guild recognized by the game, and there is no guild channel.
Chapter completed!