The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 455 The Meteorological Bureau Changed Hell!

Azazel's face was hidden in the shadow of the hood, but even that couldn't hide his awkwardness.

"What do you see me doing?" he had to ask.

The newly fallen man's smile became even brighter. You can imagine what it would be like for an uncle with a tattered body and a head full of greasy hair to look at you with a weird smile on his face.

"Speaking of which, we have known each other for so many years, and I still don't know what you look like." The first fallen said.

"My appearance? Heh, haven't you heard that anyone who sees my true face will lose their souls, so..." Azazel said.

But he didn't expect that the first fallen suddenly interrupted his words.

"I want to see."

There was a suffocating silence, and the two ghost flames of Azazel stared at the first fallen: "Say! What!"

"I said I want to see, how about you take off the hood?"

"First Fallen, I warn you, you are provoking me!" Azazel suddenly raised his voice and roared.

"Hi! Hi! Don't be so irritable. I'm just curious. By the way, I have a story. I guess you must be very interested. After I finish telling it, your attitude towards me should change."

The First Fallen said.

The pressure spread, and none of the three kings of hell was a fool, so the remaining two could vaguely feel that when this story ended, something big would happen.

The first fallen is still talking: "We all know that hell is a place where the dead and demons gather, but in history, there have been living people who have come to hell, and then left as living people. The first person It is Judas, of course, because of the oath, his soul after hanging himself is now imprisoned in the bottom of the furnace, suffering from torment, and the second person is that bastard Constantine, there is no way, because the contract on this guy makes us There's nothing you can do about him."

"What are you going to say? A history lesson?" Beelzebub asked.

"Don't worry, we'll get to the point soon. We all know the two people I mentioned just now, but there is actually another person who has been to hell and left again."

Beelzebub was stunned for a moment: "It's impossible, the living can't leave the gate of hell."

"It is true, but about 300 years ago, there was a king of hell who quietly opened a gap in the gate of hell for a mortal, allowing him to return to the world. This person is called Alighieri Dante, the reason why This is done because that person is a poet, he promised to bring the name of the king of hell to the world, pass it on, sing it, and pass it on for thousands of years, and the person who opened the gate of hell for him is you Azazel."

After saying this, Azazel couldn't help but smile.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to dig quite deep. I almost forgot about that kid called... Er. Dante. Indeed, I did this before. At that time, human beliefs were not yet stable. What if I find a fool to bring my name to the world? If it were you, you would do the same."

The first fallen nodded: "Oh, that's right, so I'm not satirizing you, but I'm praising your wit. After that Dante returned to the world, he did write all he saw and heard in hell. In the book, Azazel's name was circulated among half of the people for a while. However, Dante was a single-minded academic. When he was compiling a collection of poems called "Divine Comedy", he consulted many There are a lot of information, and among them, the one he pays the most attention to is you."

Speaking of this, Azazel seemed to realize something.

"Haha. Did you think of anything?" The first fallen said with a smile: "Yes, you let that guy return to the world, so he became fascinated by you, and he spent his whole life studying you. Image, to sound, to everything he could imagine, and recorded all of these in a manuscript. Of course, he knew that most of these things could not be circulated in the world, so he did not include them in the collection of poems. Didn't write everything down!"

"Bastard, what are you trying to say?" Azazel suddenly roared angrily.

The first fallen raised his head slightly: ""Divine Comedy" - "The First Draft of Hell" Chapter 75 says that Azazel, the king of hell, has three heads and three faces, hidden in the darkness, where the sun and the moon meet, and the world is dark At that time, the power of the king of hell will be reduced to nothing."

The voice didn't fall!

"Haha!" Azazel suddenly laughed and said, "This is the story you want to tell? A collection of poems that mortals add to their imagination?"

"Yes, it is this collection of poems. Although it has been embellished, it may not be true."

"Hehe, new fall, are you sick? You can't control your brain anymore? Don't you think there will be my weakness in the poetry collection of a mortal?"

The first fallen smiled: "Actually, I didn't believe it at first, so I went to the gate of hell to check the list of souls in those years. What surprised me was that in the nearly hundred years since Dante left hell, , no one named 'Alighieri Dante' has ever died. Could it be that people with this name have all gone to heaven? Don't you think this is a bit too coincidental? So I was thinking, would it be Some people are afraid that this guy knows some secrets that he shouldn't know, so they shut out all the people with that name and become forbidden guests of hell!"

The First Fallen is speaking!

"Ahhhhh—!"

With a sharp roar, the wind around the entire furnace seemed to instantly turn into burning sharp blades, surrounding the first fallen. Azazel knew that it was impossible for him to hide anything now, but he wanted to hide everything. Never thought that this secret, which has disappeared for hundreds of years, would suddenly be known by the first fallen. Is it the trick of the guy standing next to him?
Whatever, Azazel didn't have the time to think about it anymore. He could only trap the newly fallen one quickly while his strength was still relatively strong.

"Beelzebub! What are you still doing? If I'm finished, then you will be next! He is no match for the two of us. I promise, after killing this guy, you and I will have half the territory of hell!" He shouted road!

However, before he could finish howling, a big hand pierced through the scorching gale and grabbed Azazel's neck!
"You have stayed in hell for too long Azazel, you don't know how far the power of the world has evolved. They have a place called the 'Weather Bureau', which can predict the time of day! And when the sun and the moon meet .Just today!"

(End of this chapter)