Hell has invaded, but my Hextech is invincible!

"Wow, you still say you don't care!" The lustful demon was extremely smug, like a cat that had stolen cream.

"Almighty Lord!" Inessa was already irrationally trying to summon the Guardian Artifact.

Hex quickly covered Inessa's mouth to calm her down.

Hextech said, "You're unwilling to tell the truth; that's not the attitude of cooperation."

Hearing Hextech bring up the collaboration for the second time, the provocative expression on the Demon of Lust's face slowly faded: "Are you serious?"

"You're unlike any other human I've ever met; you actually want to cooperate with demons?"

"Didn't you come to us first?" Hex suddenly asked.

These words startled the Demon of Lust, who then couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Sir, I must admire your judgment."

"How did you figure that out?"

"If you really want to deal with us, just lure out the monsters," Hextech said calmly.

"There's no need to deliberately avoid the monster's gaze, and to keep concealing our presence."

"Are you that sure?" the Devil of Lust asked curiously.

"Of course," Hex continued.

"I know that there is an unwritten rule in your hell of desire."

"Even if you want to achieve a certain goal, you must let the other party speak first."

"Whoever makes the first move loses."

The Demon of Lust was surprised: "You knew all that?"

"Aren't you some kind of demon in disguise?"

Hextech shrugs: "I am a genuine human."

This setting was just a meme he jotted down while browsing game communities and reading casual posts.

The original concept was based on ambiguous relationships between men and women, where "whoever confesses first loses," which was then portrayed by the authorities as the habits of a lustful demon.

"I was the one who proposed the collaboration first, so you win," Hextech said in a deep voice.

"But you need to believe that the enemy of my enemy is my friend."

"Our common enemy now is Calodos."

"Cooperation is the only way out."

"We'll make this agreement using our real names, and in return, you'll tell me what happened to you."

"And tell me everything about how to close the gates of hell."

"Let's find a way out of the gates of hell together!"

After a moment of silence, the Demon of Lust finally nodded: "I agree."

"Although this is my first time cooperating with humans on an equal footing, I have high hopes for you."

"The emotional entanglement between you two will definitely be the best material for the future."

Inessa's face paled, and she bit her lip tightly: "Absolutely not."

"I will never make any pact with the devil!"

Hextech glanced back at her, somewhat helplessly.

This girl is far too stubborn on this point.

However, he could understand.

In this world where gods and churches reign supreme, she was exposed to their doctrines from a young age, making a pact with the devil, which is equivalent to being a cultist and a fallen person—an absolute and inviolable line.

"I don't need you, I'll handle the contract with her."

Hextech stepped forward, looking at the Demon of Lust, "Exchange your true names."

"With this, we establish a binding oath."

He extended his hand: "My real name is Saint Geres."

"Commoners from downtown Manchester."

Inessa was startled and looked at him in surprise.

"Hey, you're really not taking me seriously!" the lustful demon said discontentedly.

"I heard your conversation in the room very clearly."

"Your name is Hex Horus."

"Horus is an alias; this is my real name," Hex said without changing his expression.

The Devil of Desire, half-believing and half-doubting, stretched out her white, lotus-root-like hand and grasped it tightly.

"Valeria Tata Ross Lidelme, that is my real name."

The moment they shook hands, a pale purple light suddenly shone and merged into their bodies.

"Huh? This is actually your real name?" Valeria was somewhat surprised; she had thought the man was lying to her.

"I never expected you to use a false name to deceive that beautiful nun." It immediately realized this and grinned strangely.

"A person needs to have multiple identities in this world," Hex said calmly.

Saint Jeremy was originally the name of a secondary account he used in the game, specifically for creating beginner guides.

His main account was too high-level and had too many characters, making it unsuitable for beginner testing. So he registered several alt accounts, one of which was Saint Geres.

In his view, Horus and Saint Geres were both his names, and therefore could be considered his real names.

And this vow truly came into effect.

After all, when making a pact with a demon, one should always be careful, since demons like to tamper with pacts. Although the lust demon usually only tricks people emotionally, it doesn't usually result in death.

"Now that you've made an agreement, you should tell me why you're here!" Hex asked.

"It was no coincidence; I had no choice but to enter the gates of hell," Valeria said slowly.

"The 520 levels of hell have been at war with the 47th level of hell."

"But we abhor war."

"The emotions generated by war are nothing but a pile of useless garbage to us."

"The war began with a bizarre farce and a coincidence."

"The Great Khan sent me to investigate the cause of the war."

"It wants to reach a truce with the forty-seven levels of hell."

"But the scale of the war escalated and almost completely spiraled out of control."

"But during my investigation, I discovered that visitors from another world were secretly plotting a conspiracy."

"He wants to devour the entire 520 levels of hell." As she said this, her face showed a hint of anger and fear.

"During my investigation, I was attacked by a group of otherworldly visitors."

"Those filthy things hurt me and almost threw me into an endless abyss."

"Fortunately, I escaped the pursuit and traced the origins of those otherworldly visitors!"

She pointed to the ground.

Hextech frowned slightly: "The clue you're talking about is in the 333rd level of Hell?"

Valeria said, "The clues point to the Hell of Truth, ruled by Calodos."

"I don't understand either. Our feud with the 47th floor has nothing to do with the 333rd floor."

"How could the root of the problem lie with him?"

"Then there's only one possibility," Hextech said, "that it orchestrated all of this."

"It conspired with some otherworldly beings to orchestrate all of this!"

"Your entry was not a coincidence, but rather you were forced into it."

"It seems that Calodos's hatred for you runs deeper than I thought."

As for the so-called visitors from another world, they are probably the four evil gods of the subspace that appeared after Chapter 7.

This forced and contrived worldview drew criticism from players at the time.

However, according to the established lore, the warp gods had already invaded this world and were entangled with the demons, with the two sides fighting and infiltrating each other.

Some of the demons have been corrupted by the warp gods.

After all, in Chapter Eight, even while still in the mortal realm, Kalodos triggered an invasion by evil gods. It seems Kalodos had already colluded with the evil gods and become a traitor to Hell.

Hextech didn't mention it, as evil gods are taboo in this timeline.

Valeria gave a soft hum, which was taken as an admission.

"So how do we get out of here?" Hex asked.

"This time, the gates of hell that have been opened are exceptionally damaged," Valeria said.

"And this, ironically, has become the only chance of survival at present."

"You humans may not understand, but in the eyes of us in Hell, a gate to Hell of this size is nothing but a joke."

"For a demon, it is laughable to go through all the trouble of opening the gates of hell only to devour a thousand or two humans."

"Because of the barriers of reality, it is difficult to open the gates of hell."

Even a great king needs to contact his followers, plot in secret, and choose the right time.

"It takes three to six months to hold a complicated ceremony."

"For demons, time is meaningless, but the effort spent preparing for these trivial matters is no less."

"Therefore, in our rules, a Gate of Hell that cannot plunder enough souls and blood in one go is a complete failure."

At this point, Valeria's face curled into a human-like mockery.

"This time, that stinky bat has failed."