American Horror Story, Starting from Falls Town

Chapter 492 The King of Gluttony's Hospitality

Inside the Blood Pool Palace, a giant snake emerged from the floor and spat out a person covered in slime.

"Samael, do you believe me now?"

Samael coughed up some mucus and got up; his face was blacker than ink.

"Leviathan, what on earth happened to make that guy so powerful?"

"That's what I don't understand either!"

Leviathan watched the entire battle between Roy and Samael, but still couldn't figure out where Roy's abilities came from. Little did it know that there was such a thing as a cheat code.

Samael touched the wound on his back. With his physique, the injury on his back had long since healed, but the wound in his heart was much harder to heal.

"I must kill him!"

“Samael, my hatred for Roy Black is no less than yours, but you must understand that it would take the combined efforts of the three of us to take him down!”

Samael remained silent for a long time before answering.

"Leviathan, do you already have an idea?"

Leviathan nodded.

“We can’t compete with Roy Black at the energy and physical levels, so we have to start at the rules level!”

Samael, unusually, put his mind to work and agreed with Leviathan's statement.

"Indeed, in terms of physical ability, that guy has completely surpassed me!"

Judging from Leviathan's avoidance of the white phoenix flames, they were also completely outmatched in terms of energy.

Then the only option is to deal with Roy by applying the rules, since Roy's strength has only recently increased and his understanding of the rules may not be as deep yet.

“This is Mammon’s area of ​​expertise.”

The King of Greed is the second most skilled demon king in Hell after the King of Sloth in using rules.

This can be seen in the Devil's Late Show incident, where the King of Greed nearly defeated the Angels of Wisdom by manipulating probability.

"That's why I said we need to combine the strength of the three of us to take down Roy Black."

Samael nodded.

"Then we need to prepare early!"

Leviathan opened a portal to the fourth level of Hell.

"That's how it should be!"

Roy's first reaction upon arriving at the Rotten Swamp was that it was truly awful, so awful that he couldn't even smell the sulfurous odor typical of hell.

Even the magnificent scepter couldn't help but make a comment.

"By Satan, I never imagined there could be such a stinky place in the world!"

"Mr. Scepter, can you smell things even without a nose?"

"Of course! I don't have ears, but I can still hear you, can't I?"

A very reasonable answer. Roy felt that, apart from not having feet and not being able to walk on its own, the magnificent scepter was not much different from a human.

I wonder if the Magnificent Scepter should find another scepter to date?
Clearing his mind of all the random thoughts, Roy began to observe his surroundings.

The Decaying Swamp is a wetland that stretches as far as the eye can see, where swarms of insects can be seen flying around.

Mosquitoes almost the size of a person, worms burrowing in and out of the ground, and giant spiders constantly spinning webs on the trees.

If you're afraid of insects, this is a real nightmare.

However, the Rotten Swamp is also the birthplace of most demons. Many demons start as hell worms and evolve into different types of demons through bloody slaughter.

Only succubi and fallen angels primarily reproduce through viviparous birth; other demons are mostly born in this way.

“Professor Belial told me before that Beelzebub has secretly allied with her, and I don’t know how to contact him?”

Roy recalled the time he fell from the Dream Bubble, when a large number of flies appeared to help slow the falling house; this must have been Beelzebub secretly helping him.

If it weren't for those flies, Roy would have been alright, but Elreza and Alma might have died from the fall.

“Mr. Black, would you like to call out Lord Beelzebub’s name?”

Hearing this, Roy's expression became strange.

As mentioned before, the names of those demon lords are enchanted, and if you call out their names, they might sense it.

However, generally speaking, the Demon King will filter out this function, since they have a large number of followers, and if this function is always on, they will be constantly disturbed by harassing messages.

Roy had experienced this situation before, when he obtained the authority to brand himself from Belial in order to capture the Iron Hook Man.

That almost drove Roy crazy.

"Wouldn't that be impolite?"

"I don't think Lord Beelzebub would mind. He's always been the most easy to talk to among the Seven Dark Lords."

The magnificent scepter speaks highly of Beelzebub, and it seems that the last old man, Nephilim, also had a good impression of him.

This guy truly lives up to his reputation as the most sociable of the Seven Demon Kings.

"Okay, I'll try it now."

Roy took a deep breath and then shouted at the sky.

"Beelzebub, Roy Black is here!"

The enormous sound wave scared away all the insects around, and for a moment only Roy's echo reverberated between heaven and earth.

Before long, a ring of fire appeared in front of Roy. This was a teleportation spell that all seven Dark Lords possessed, and it was clearly Beelzebub's invitation.

Roy grasped the magnificent scepter and stepped into the circle of fire, instantly arriving in a resplendent royal palace.

There was no putrid smell of swamp here, only a faint, pleasant aroma of incense, which was very comforting.

"Welcome to my palace, Mr. Roy Black!"

The speaker is Beelzebub, who appears as Hannibal. He does not show his fly form, which does represent the authority of gluttony, but Beelzebub himself actually loathes this form.

It's worth noting that before becoming the King of Gluttony, when Beelzebub was still called Baal, he was a handsome man in Canaanite mythology.

However, in order to gain power so that he wouldn't become someone else's meal in Hell, Beelzebub had no choice but to merge with the power of Gluttony and become a huge, fat fly.

Beelzebub rarely reveals his fly-like nature unless absolutely necessary.

"Long time no see, Mr. Beelzebub."

Roy greeted Beelzebub.

"Mr. Blake, it has indeed been a long time! Your presence is a great honor to my humble abode!"

My humble abode? Where is it cold?
Roy looked around the palace and thought that even the residences of Middle Eastern royal families were probably not as luxurious as this.

“Mr. Beelzebub, you are too kind!” “Hehe, would you like to visit my palace? This palace was built based on the famous palaces in human history.”

Roy followed Beelzebub around the palace and indeed saw many human characteristics in its layout.

It is evident that Beelzebub, despite being the demon king of Hell, was quite fascinated by human culture, which is rather rare among demons.

Leviathan is a typical hell supremacist who looks down on humans and treats them as food. Most demons share similar ideas.

While characters like Belial and Lucifer were relatively lenient towards humans, it's debatable whether they endorsed human culture.

Well, Belial simply enjoys human pleasures, while Lucifer always believed he was an angel.

"Absolutely gorgeous!"

“I knew you’d like it here, Mr. Blake! Come with me, I’ve prepared a delicious meal, we can eat our fill and then chat.”

Roy felt that Beelzebub was being a little too enthusiastic towards him, but he did not refuse the other's hospitality.

Following Beelzebub to the palace's dining room, several plates were already set on the table, each covered with a metal lid.

"Please have a seat. These dishes are all made with ingredients I personally selected and cooked myself."

With that, Beelzebub snapped his fingers, and the first lid automatically lifted, revealing a huge crustacean about half the size of a person, which looked somewhat like a lobster.

"These are lobster creatures from outer space. They have special blue blood and taste very delicious. I made them into this cheesy baked lobster, referencing some human recipes."

The aroma of cheese filled Roy's nose, making him feel a strong urge to eat, but he didn't rush to take a bite. Instead, he waited for Beelzebub to continue his introduction.

Beelzebub opened the second lid, and Roy noticed that it was a large bowl of soup that was constantly flowing with iridescent light.

"This soup is made from an energy creature called Star Color, which is also a rare ingredient from outer space. Because this creature is very difficult to catch, it took me a lot of effort to collect it!"

It's actually the Starry Night?

Roy's expression turned strange. He had encountered a Star of Color on a certain offshore drilling platform before, but he never expected Beelzebub to turn it into soup.

It feels a bit strange, because although Star Colors are not carbon-based life forms in the conventional sense, they also possess an incredibly high level of intelligence.

Noticing Roy's strange expression, Beelzebub asked a question.

"Mr. Blake, do you have any questions about this soup?"

"No! No! I've only come into contact with this creature before, I never imagined you would cook it."

"So that's how it is! In my opinion, there are only two kinds of things in this world: things that can be eaten and things that cannot be eaten."

This statement does fit the image of the Gluttonous King very well, but thinking about it carefully, it's quite terrifying, because Roy is clearly the kind of person who can eat.

Roy thought Beelzebub could be added to the list: one that can be eaten but can't be defeated.

"please continue!"

Beelzebub then lifted the third metal lid, this time revealing a type of fungus that looked somewhat familiar.

"This is a special mushroom demon from the seventh level of hell. It has lived for over a thousand years and is the longest-lived mushroom demon I have ever seen. So I cooked it in a special way and made it into this delicacy."

Mushroom demon?
Roy immediately thought of the little pink mushroom demon he had caught before.

Now, Little Pink is Elaresa's pet, kept in Belial's palace, and can be said to be living a wonderful life where everything is done for her.

Roy frowned slightly at the sudden idea of ​​turning the mushroom demon into food.

Noticing Roy's strange expression, Beelzebub immediately spoke up.

"Mr. Blake, don't you like fungi?"

"No, it's just that I kept a mushroom demon pet in the seventh level of hell before, so I don't really want to eat this kind of food."

Beelzebub had a look of sudden realization on his face.

"I see. Human emotions are really interesting. Sometimes I don't really feel like eating Alpine veal tenderloin."

The Alpine veal tenderloin actually refers to human flesh, a fact that Beelzebub and Roy both knew.

Clap your hands, and the devil mushroom food on the table will immediately disappear.

"Luckily, I was cautious and prepared some extra food! Mr. Blake, please take a look at this dish."

The metal lid was opened, and on the plate in front of Roy was a round body covered in scales, which looked like a snake.

"This is a snake from the ancient sea. I don't know why the price of snakes from the ancient sea has skyrocketed recently. Luckily, I have some in stock."

Beelzebub looked at Roy, his words seemingly probing, as if he had guessed that Roy was behind the events in the Ancient Sea.

Roy admitted it directly.

"Oh yes, I destroyed the Sea of ​​Origin, and there are no snakes in it anymore."

"As I thought, Mr. Black, I can only say that Lord Belial has excellent judgment!"

After Roy admitted it, Beelzebub's gaze towards him changed again, seemingly carrying a hint of respect.

"And this last dish is also a dessert that I prepared carefully."

Lifting the last metal lid revealed a mountain of white ice cream, and Roy could feel a faint chill in it.

"This snow was created in an absolutely pure environment, and the liquid poured on it is the honey of the demon bees unique to the Rotten Swamp. It tastes very good."

Originally there were five dishes, but after removing one, there were still four. However, based on Beelzebub's cooking, it was more than enough to fill Roy's stomach.

Beelzebub then took out a bottle of fine wine he had obtained from the Kingdom of the Stars and poured it for Roy.

"Mr. Black, please have your meal!"

Roy didn't make a move. Beelzebub's politeness towards him clearly meant he needed something from him, and Roy certainly couldn't just eat anything without figuring out the other party's purpose.

"Beelzebub, let's be frank! You're being so polite to me, is there something you want me to do?"

Upon hearing this, Beelzebub rubbed his hands together, a gesture that truly resembled that of a fly.

“Mr. Black, I do have something I would like to ask you.”

"Tell me, for the sake of this delicious meal, I'll definitely help you with anything."

In fact, even if Beelzebub hadn't cooked this delicious meal, Roy would have still repaid the favor he owed him; he was a very principled person.

“Mr. Black, you know that my true form is a fly. Actually, I really want to get rid of this form and return to my original form!”

Roy looked at Beelzebub with some surprise, for the fly's true form actually represented the identity of the Gluttonous King.

"Are you trying to strip away the power of gluttony?"

"That's right! I don't want to be the King of Gluttony at all; I want to regain my freedom!"

Beelzebub's idea was similar to Belial's; Belial also didn't want to remain trapped in Hell any longer.

When God was still alive, the two demon kings could only keep their thoughts to themselves. Now that God has disappeared, Belial and Beelzebub naturally had some ideas.

Should we agree to Beelzebub's request?
(Maria, it's such a shame about this face)
(End of this chapter)