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Chapter 254 I Can't Wait for Revenge (Please subscribe, read, and comment on the monthly ticket)

Sebastian walked in a panic on the road leading to Los Angeles.

He turned back into a human, with disheveled hair and dirty face. His glasses had been broken in the battle, and there were several bloody scratches on his left cheek.

The clothes on my upper body were already torn, so I could only grab a sleeveless white vest from the roadside and put it on. It seemed a little too big and it was empty.

The black pants on his lower body were covered in mud, looking yellow and disgusting, as if they were stained with unknown excrement.

He held the Earth Spirit Pearl tightly in his right hand, and did not let go even though the Earth Spirit Power in his palm was burning all the time.

“This is all I have now!”

Beads of sweat dripped down Sebastian's forehead, blurring his eyes. He said to himself in his heart, "I must not let go, and I must not give up. As long as I have a breath left, as long as I can keep going, I can turn the tables. The final victory will definitely belong to me."

Sebastian lost everything in an instant, including the Blood Brotherhood and the support of the Three Palaces Demon.

He is now a lonely man, no longer having the glory he once had. He can only survive and hold on by gritting his teeth.

In fact, he could leave now. As long as he found a deserted place and relied on the power of the demon, he could start a new life.

But Sebastian was unwilling to accept this. He was unwilling to become a loser, and even more unwilling to live as an ordinary person for the rest of his life, just like those foolish men and women, selling his dignity for three meals a day.

From the moment he was born, he was regarded by the Blood Brotherhood as a treasure bestowed by the Three Palaces Demon. No matter what he wanted to do, there would be someone to satisfy his opinion.

All the blood brothers wanted to take out their hearts and put them on Sebastian to help him grow quickly.

Suddenly, he fell from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, from a favored child of heaven to a mortal in the mud. Sebastian would never accept this situation.

He wanted revenge, revenge on the Taoist priest, revenge on his half-brother Rachel Ross, and revenge on his father who never took him seriously.

"I will kill them, even if it costs me my own life!"

Sebastian gritted his teeth as he spoke these words, squeezing out every word from between his teeth.

Dragging his broken body, he stood in the middle of the road, and most cars simply steered around him.

Finally, a car stopped, and someone stuck his head out of the window and cursed:
"Damn it, if you don't want to live, just go to the side and kill yourself, don't try to scam me here. If I hadn't stepped on the brakes quickly enough, I would have been blackmailed by you, a bastard."

"Get off!"

Sebastian scowled as he punched the hood of the car, creating a large dent with his bare fist.

"Dude, calm down!"

The owner of the car looked at the big hole on the hood of the car and instantly became scared.

He sat back in the driver's seat, raised his hands, and said fearfully, "We have no past or present grudges. Just tell me what you want. I will never resist. I just ask you not to harm my life."

"I say it again, get off me."

Sebastian was too lazy to waste time talking to such a small character. He opened the car door, reached out and pulled the owner down, then got in himself, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the city.

Fortunately, the Blood Mother did not spoil her son too much, so Sebastian still knows how to drive, and he drives quite well.

It took him an hour to get back to Los Angeles, and he easily found his way through the city streets and arrived at a newly opened fast food restaurant.

"Sir, you need to pay to park here!"

Faced with the waiter who came to dissuade him, Sebastian threw the stolen car keys directly to him and said indifferently: "I don't have any money, but if you like this car, it's yours." The probability of picking up a car for free is even lower than the probability of pie falling from the sky.

The waiter, who was still working hard for others, faced with this surprise, completely forgot about collecting the parking fee, secretly hid the car keys in his pocket, and left.

Sebastian pushed the door of the fast food restaurant open with great force, causing a loud bang, but no one in the store responded.

The customers sat in their seats, opened their mouths and kept stuffing meat and bread into their stomachs facing the burgers as tall as their heads. Next to them was a bucket of high-sugar carbonated drinks, and they would take a big gulp when they were full.

Sebastian felt something was weird, not because the customers in the store were all eating, but because they had become machines that only knew how to eat, repeating the same action over and over, as if their stomachs had become a bottomless pit.

The waiters walking around the store had the same stiff smiles on their faces, as if their smiles were forcibly installed on their faces.

"You finally came!"

While Sebastian was observing this strange fast food restaurant, a middle-aged man walked out from the kitchen.

He has a very standard British and American appearance, with blond hair, blue eyes, and glowing white skin.

"You're late. We were supposed to meet at noon, but it's already been an hour!"

"Don't act like you didn't notice the fighting going on in the suburbs."

Sebastian sat down in an empty seat, and the waiters who looked like puppets handed him drinks and food.

"Mr. Abaddon, a Taoist priest took my half-sister and Zatanna Zatara to clear out the Blood Brotherhood's stronghold."

"All my people are dead. My father was so arrogant all day long, but he only transmitted a part of his power. I think he has been expelled by now."

Abaddon, the Hebrews called him the place of destruction, the destroyer or the bottomless pit.

The Book of Revelation records that this angel will appear when the fifth angel blows the trumpet. When the trumpet sounds, a star in the sky will fall to the earth and open the door leading to the bottomless pit with black smoke covering the sky.

Then an army of locusts led by Abaddon will come out and torture the humans with the mark of the beast for five months.

He is the Angel of Death, one of the Fallen, and one of the demon lords in Hell.

Only such an existence would have the courage to plan to drag this city into hell even though Lucifer settled in Los Angeles.

Now the big devil stared at Sebastian and said in a deep voice: "This is different from what we agreed before."

"I promised you that if you help us drag Los Angeles into hell, I will help you break free from the control of the Three Palace Demon and grow into a true demon."

"But now, you don't seem to be able to fulfill your promise. It seems that our contract is about to be invalidated?"

"No, I have a power that is more powerful than this bloodline."

Sebastian slapped the Earth Spirit Pearl on the table: "With this thing, I can help you open the door to hell."

Abaddon looked at the Earth Spirit Pearl with a surprised expression.

Because he had never heard of this thing before, and there was no record of it in hell.

Sebastian doesn't care about that. The only thing he wants to do now is revenge:
"Tell me your plan now, I can't wait!"

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