Pioneering

Although Mephisto, the Duke of Hell, cursed Limo Totak in his heart, which pot would not be opened and which pot to lift, but he still didn't remember him ruthlessly, and sent him away like a worm monster.

After all, if everyone smelled it, it was equivalent to not smelling it.

However, I should remind you that if Totak, who has nothing but muscles in his brain, speaks out, then Mephisto will consider giving up the possibility of attacking the true god-level Duke of Hell and moving to the material world.

Although the space nodes in the material world are good, the bottom-level hell creatures gain strength to escape from the lower reaches of the food chain, and they can't wait to immigrate to the material world, even if they will be hunted down by the church of the gods and powerful people from all walks of life.

But for hell lords who aspire to achieve a higher level of personality, they still have to return to their hometown in hell, otherwise they will only be trapped in the demigod level for the rest of their lives.

When Mephisto was weak, he used to carry his head to the waistband of his trousers to search for souls in the material world, resell colorful objects, and complete his primitive accumulation.

It's just that after becoming the Duke of Hell, he became richer and didn't often work as a cross-border smuggler.

And the "last time" in Li Mo's mouth, the shame brought to Mephisto, successfully made him think of "keeping innocence in hell".

"Okay, Totak, don't you think you didn't lose your magic enough last time? You still have the face?
Don't forget how you looked when Orpheus came last time!Keep your mouth shut and spread the word, and I'll see how you mess around in hell in the future! "Mephisto reprimanded sharply.

"Hey, Boss, I know, I know, I won't say..."

"Shut up!" Mephisto gritted his teeth, waving his hand to scrap the winking subordinate.

"For the sake of this guy's feats of daring to fight and kill in the past, I have endured him several times..."

Before the movement of Mephisto's hand fell, suddenly his face became... softened!
The famously cunning and ruthless Mephisto, who emerged from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, actually showed a bit of tenderness on his face!
The melodious and low-pitched sound of the harp was fresh and beautiful, echoing to the ears of all the demons from far and near.

The nerubian who was hunting forgot to be vicious, and lay obediently on the ground, listening intoxicated;

The fleeing little demon forgot the life-and-death crisis behind him, relaxed his muscles that were stronger than fine steel, and listened intently;

The blue stream at the foot of the mountain also forgot to flow, and the hard rock became soft...

Not only that, each of the Hell Elites with their own characteristics has extremely awkward expressions of gentleness, meekness, and even tenderness.

God knows, how did that boulder monster with uneven features show such complicated tenderness, and even shed blue-gray tears?
The boulder demon race doesn't have tear ducts at all!
It's not science and it's not magic!
"Wesker, my husband!" Howling terribly and tears like a flood came from the Nerubian who needed to eat its mate in order to reproduce.

"Mother, mother, I miss you so much!" Limo Totak, who personally killed his mother and seized the territory, cried loudly. Those who heard it were sad, and those who saw it shed tears.

"Sister, my sister, I really deserve to die, why would I kill my sister just because she is prettier than me? I really deserve to die!" The succubus Martha directly rubbed out a ball of energy, pointed it at her head and was about to press it down.

"Daughter, my daughter! Why would I give up my daughter because of this point of ruining the territory! Isn't it just this point of breaking power, breaking points, I regret it~" Mephisto, who was majestic and elegant in the past, burst into tears directly, crying out the voice of a drake.

The 37 hell lords in the temple, big and small, no matter whether they have the racial physiological function of crying and sorrow, no matter how decisive and ruthless they were before, no matter how their appearance is enough to spread to death, they all broke down emotionally and were extremely emotional.

even……

Just touched Zhong Ming who was nearby, and at this moment, there were two lines of tears streaming down his face: "Everyone in Liqingyuan, everyone! I really deserve to die! I was in a mess, and I almost forgot my benefactor in my infancy! Woo~"

Salt, who turned his head to see this scene, cried the most sadly: "Boss, master, dear father! I said I didn't see anything, can you give me a way out?"

"Woo~" Zhong Ming said while wiping his tears with his cuff, "What do you think?"

Salter's tears flowed a little faster, and when the tears dripped onto the blue-gray ground, several fresh green shoots grew, full of vitality!

……

"Your Excellency Mephisto, please take pity on a homeless man who lost his wife. I have nothing to give you, please accept this piece of music." The sad tone that made people cry came from the mouth of a vicissitudes yet elegant young man in front of the palace complex.

Wearing a ragged cloak, the tearful poet, with disheveled black hair covering his sad eyes, and a thin face with persistent firmness, walks in the hell where all kinds of sufferings gather in this world.
His piano sound is melancholy and moving, with a magical movement that is almost authoritative, it awakens the sincere feelings of the soul of original sin, and infects the cruel and cruel demons of hell.

"Big, my lord, yes, yes," Limo Totak, who was more than eight meters tall, muscular and formidable, choked and said staccatoly, "Or, give him the soul of his wife, yes.

Brother, brother, everyone, everyone, cry, cry, faint!Really, really, in, accept, can't bear, no more! "

"Hi~" said the succubus Martha who hiccupped for a long time, "Master Mephisto, it's really hiccups, get up, and everyone, too, don't have the energy to do it!"

The succubus Martha, who opened her own head, also had a muddled head and couldn't speak clearly.

Mephisto is worthy of being the Duke of Hell, and he still retains a bit of ruthlessness: "No, no, if you release people like this, you will be bullied at home casually. If it spreads, I will still be in hell."

"Boss, if the current situation gets out, we will really lose face. Otherwise, let's negotiate terms and make a deal?" The boulder demon with racial talent spoke the most coherently.

"Who, who can still write the contract, who is going to negotiate with this appearance?" Mephisto said with snot and tears.

From Mephisto's birth to the present, in the tens of thousands of years, Orpheus has only shed tears these two times.

Once, in order to compete for territory, he even said to the opponent who captured his only daughter, "You are the one who captured her, why should you let me stop?"

The crying in the hall stopped for a moment, and then the crying became more vigorous.

No one wants to die in the hell society with this useless appearance.

After a while, a rough voice came from the palace: "Stop, Orpheus, please stop for a while, some talk, some, hiccup talk!"

A gleam of joy appeared on Orpheus's sad face, and the fingers stroking the harp stopped.

Instantly.The jealous hell that pressed the rest came alive again.

The stream flows down, the rock hardens again, the predator wields the butcher's knife again, and the fugitive takes another step.

Not far away, Zhong Ming finally came back to his senses and stopped the boundless sadness in his heart.

The loneliness of being alone in a foreign land, the pain of losing relatives and friends, the hard work of starting a business... just now, the emotions that were so emotional that they were about to collapse, as the sound of Orpheus stopped, it seemed that they had never appeared in Zhong Ming's mind.

"It's amazing, it's amazing!" Zhong Ming, the mirror image, exclaimed secretly, "The skill is close to the Tao? This is clearly authority, not just ordinary authority."

"I can't bear it, I can't bear it at all, maybe only the main body is here, maybe the mind in the middle of the third level can barely hold it?"

"I know that I have the right to make troubles, but I still can't feel any resentment... However, I still want to listen to another song."

"Talent! Maybe...can you help him?"

"It's just that, for a character like him, how did his wife end up in hell?"

"..."

A moment later, a book of contracts was thrown out of the palace complex built on the volcano, drawing an astonishing arc, and appearing in front of Orpheus.

Orpheus took the contract, glanced at it, his face was miserable, and his fingers moved again.

"Mr. Mephisto, I'm just a useless poet. How can I help you get rid of a powerful enemy? Let me tell you a song?"

The extremely touching sound of the piano sounded again, and ghosts and wolves began to howl again in the palace.

Mephisto was anxious and angry, and his air was trembling and cold. Could it be better these days, people can go to hell to prostitute hell monsters for nothing, and there is no reason for it.

No, you must not let go, it's the first time my mother has done such a gentle business, and I didn't play tricks on the contract, you kid is still picky!

"Orpheus, don't overdo it! I'm in a hurry, I'll feed your wife's soul to Limo!" Mephisto came over with a strange voice that was frantic and crying.

"Woo~ Boss, I'm so sad, I really don't have any appetite now..." Limo Totak replied confidently.

"..." Mephisto glanced at him speechlessly, if you are not still useful, I must let you know what nonsense is and stop talking!

Hearing Mephisto's threat, Orpheus' mournful piano sound paused for a moment, and after Limo Totak finished speaking, he continued the piano sound.

The sad sound of the piano is even more ecstasy.

Seeing his subordinates rolling all over the floor, Mephisto cheered up and wrote another contract through gritted teeth.

"Orpheus, you are cruel! You are indeed a master of music who sang Keberus, the guard dog of the underworld, and the ferryman who is accustomed to the sufferings of the world."

"Hot meat, right! I understand why the master of the underworld can't bear to throw your wife to hell. You are so fucking indifferent, you don't pull out a hair, you don't get a penny..."

"I'm unlucky, go, go, look at my contract, after signing it, take your wife and get out. Don't talk about the harsh contract, if you don't save me any face, I will fight with you!"

The corner of Orpheus's mouth raised slightly, and he picked up the contract and saw that there was only one restrictive clause on it:
【Before Orpheus takes away his wife Uliday and leaves the Hell of Jealousy, don't look back, otherwise you will lose Uliday forever, and you will never be able to enter Hell again.

There is and only this contract is effective.

Party A: Mephisto, Party B:]

This may be the most lenient clause in the history of hell, with almost nothing to pay, and the price of breaching the contract is compared with the regular hell transaction contract where everything is the soul, and it is easily not like the conditions offered by a hell lord.

Compared with the contract that required Orpheus to eradicate several hell lords in exchange for his wife's soul just now, it is more simple and comfortable.

Orpheus knew that he couldn't push Mephisto into a hurry. No matter how he is, he is also a heart-eating demon, a ruthless character who kills people without blinking an eye, and does not wash his hands. It is unexpected to have this condition, so it is better to accept it as soon as it is good.

Orpheus double-checked and made sure that there were no interlayers, invisible ciphertext, and extreme abbreviations written on the side, etc., and signed the contract: "Thanks to the generous Mr. Mephisto, please allow me to sing for you."

'...I fight with you! '

Mephisto's thoughts had just arisen, but this time it was a cheerful and festive piano sound, no longer a sad tone.

The sound of the harp flows from the fingertips, like the gurgling of a clear spring.The musical notes dance like colorful butterflies.

The beautiful melody is light and fluttering, rippling in the air, immersing people in a sea of ​​sweet joy.

The melodious sound of the piano conveys joy and expectation, and outlines a beautiful fantasy.

After catching up with its prey again, the nerubian, who trampled the little lemur, stretched its ferocious body.

The shivering little lemur suddenly lost its frightened expression and became cheerful and joyful, unaware of life and death.

The pair of forelimbs opened by the nerubian did not provoke and pierce the weak prey, but followed the rhythm, carrying the dinner and dancing happily.

Mephisto's palace went to another extreme.

"A concubine is so beautiful. Hey, I will be forgiven for everything I do. Lord Mephisto, do you need a duchess?"

"Then play music, then dance!"

"Oh yeah, Mephisto, I am so strong, I can definitely replace you and become the Duke of Hell..."

Every pluck of Orpheus seems to release the vision in his heart, leading the audience to fantasize about the best tomorrow.

The melodious sound of the piano is like a spring breeze blowing on the face, soothing the soul, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

It's full of heart, full of vision.

At the end of the song, Orpheus looked tremblingly at the long-lost beautiful figure, trotted forward excitedly, and went up to hold his wife Yulidai's hand, warm and smooth, exactly the same as before.

Obviously, she has regained her fresh and full youthful body.

"Orpheus, I have reshaped your wife's body, don't say I didn't remind you, don't look back!" Mephisto's eyes flickered slyly.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Mephisto, you are the friendliest demon I have ever seen!" Orpheus held his wife's hand, circled around, and said without looking back.

'Call who is friendly!Hehe, you bastard Orpheus, just wait for me! ' Mephisto smiled awkwardly but politely.

Not far away, Zhong Ming, who was hiding, saw all this, and looked at the Orpheus couple who were gradually going away with a strange expression.

Such a familiar picture, such a familiar plot, isn't this the constellation Lyra?
Orpheus, you must be cold!Still no one can go whoring to the Lord of Hell for nothing!

It's hard to get married if you have a lover.

Especially you sour poet!

Are you timid or bold?

Say you are timid, you dare to go to the underworld to go to hell, and the small body of a demigod goes to negotiate terms with the guard dog of the underworld, the ferryman of the underworld, and the master of the underworld;
Say you are bold, why don't you sign the first version of the contract?Helping the Lord of Hell to kill people is more reliable than negotiating terms with the Lord of Hell!
It's better to look at me, a kind person, and give you a hand. (end of this chapter)