Being a blood demon in Terra? I have it in my lifetime!

After thinking for a moment, Lucifer finally did not tell everything about Sammy and the evil spirit.

After all, Texas and her friends are different from those legendary players in Kazdel. Without numbers and mechanisms, they are basically invisible in high-end games.

"Emperor of Ursus..."

"That's really authoritative..."

"This is a topic that cannot be touched..."

Croissant, Sora, and Nine all showed emotional expressions as they felt delicate inside.

When it comes to the emperor of a country, especially the emperor of the powerful country of Ursus, this is something they dare not talk about even if they drink until they vomit at night, for fear that the Guards will knock on their door in the middle of the night to check the water meter.

But considering that Lucifer was Kazdel's fugitive from the royal court, these things didn't seem so shocking.

"What? What skills did you learn? Let me see!"

As a traditional optimist of Sakota, Exiah heard that Lucifer QWER's skill pool had been expanded, and the bloodthirsty Autobot instinct flowing in his body immediately made him look forward to it.

Seeing this, Texas, Mostima and the others also became interested and curious about what Lucifer could come up with.

In full view of everyone, Lucifer, who was addicted to pretending to be cool, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers at the Archangel.

Snapped.

With the crisp sound of finger snaps, Lucifer, who was originally sitting next to Texas, suddenly disappeared, as if he had never appeared here.

"Hey? Why did you suddenly disappear——"

"On your left."

"Cuck!"

Lucifer appeared behind the Archangel in an impossible way, causing Mostima and the others to widen their eyes immediately.

"Hey... Fat Duck, did you see his speed?"

"Not at all... Could it be the same ability as yours?"

As Lateran's quick shooter, Fiammetta had already maximized his dynamic vision and reaction ability, but he could not see any trace left by Lucifer.

Rather than high-speed movement, it is more like space teleportation, which looks somewhat similar to Mostima's time stop.

“Not really…”

Mostima narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head and grabbed the black lock and white key beside him, pulling the consciousness of the time beast into the NT chat room in his heart.

"Hey, do you know how Lucifer did it just now? Do Sarkaz have this ability?"

After a long time, the residual sound of the time beast came from the darkness.

But compared to the joy of drifting with Lucifer's hearse before, the time beast was a little more cautious at this time.

[…No, that is a more bizarre and evil way. Although I don’t know how this blood demon did it, I suggest you stay away from it. There are many hidden secrets here.]

After saying that, the Time Beast unilaterally closed the NT chat room, leaving Mostima in reality looking at Lucifer thoughtfully.

They didn't understand, but were greatly shocked, and they all exclaimed, "What a great life!" This satisfied Lucifer's desire to show off.

"In short, to celebrate Lucifer's return, let's have a silver party... let's have a party!"

The Angel of Power, who was about to escape, quickly stepped on the brakes, avoiding the timeline of Penguin Logistics' scandal being published on the first edition of the news.

Although it's pronounced as a party, it's actually just a gathering where everyone gets together to watch TV, sip some fine wine, taste the Angel's specialty apple pie, and raid the Texas Treasures snack box.

"By the way, Lucifer, what kind of place is Kazdel?"

In a trance, an unintentional remark from the Angel of Power made the atmosphere of the party freeze for a moment.

Although they knew that Kazdel was Lucifer's hometown, they had all heard of Kazdel's notoriety. It was a cesspool at the bottom of Terra's public tourism reviews, and there was a lot of room for improvement.

However, Lucifer did not react as expected, but instead casually picked his ears.

"Pure Demon Cave, do you want to go?"

"Um... actually a little bit..."

Unlike Mostima and Fiammetta, Archangel, who had never actually fought against the Sarkaz, was somewhat curious about the simple customs of the people of Kazdel.

Lucifer glanced at the Archangel and said leisurely:

"Wait two years. If I take you to apply for a driver's license now, people will doubt whether you are a minor."

"I've already told you that I'm an adult! You're discriminating against me! Aren't the driving skills you taught me good enough?"

Exiah put her hands on her hips. She couldn't say that her driving skills, which she learned from Texas and Lucifer, were perfect, but the points deducted for violations were enough to get 12 driver's licenses.

"Then I'm not happy about letting you go alone."

"Hehe...let's put it together..."

Exiah scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

The fact that she was able to run from Lateran to Longmen safely by herself was already a blessing from Lateran's God. If she went to Kazdel alone, it would be a pity that not a single part of her would be able to come back.

After an incident, the party regained its lively atmosphere.

As Fiammetta, who was too drunk, left with regret, Mostima, who was gradually marginalized from the center of the party, moved closer to Lucifer and quietly lowered his voice.

"Come to think of it, you seem to be a prince in the Sarkaz royal court?"

"Not familiar, cut it."

When the identity of the Blood Demon Prince would actively bring him trouble, Lucifer, who was unpredictable, would perform a Divine Separator.

What's more, his current public identity is an Agor, otherwise the Penguin Logistics Company's account would have been flooded with negative reviews and destroyed.

"Um……"

Thinking of the message sent by Pope Lateran some time ago, Mostima tilted his head, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and asked Lucifer tentatively:

"So, are you interested in coming to Rutland?"

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261

Chapter 261: Can he still take down Lateran?

"Xiao Mo, are you awake?"

Lucifer turned his head and cast a questioning look at Mastema, then slowly merged into Mastema's eyes which were slightly smiling.

As we all know, the Sarkaz and the Shakotar cannot be said to be irreconcilable, but they can only be said to be mortal enemies. The Fallen Angels are stuck in the middle of the two and are disliked by both.

The reason why Lucifer, Mastema and Archangel Exiah can play together is that they are all the more extreme among extremely rare groups.

If he went to Lateran, he might trigger a stress response in those innocent Sakotas on the spot, turning into Spinosaurus and breathing at him crazily.

"I haven't had a drink tonight. The Pope just sent me a message asking Fat Duck and I to return to the Lateran to report, so I was thinking about taking you to the Lateran for some fun."

"A straight hook? That's interesting."

"Don't say that. The Pope is already trying his best to avoid conflict with the Sarkaz. For the sake of peace and stability among all nations, he specially held a universal conference in Lateran attended by representatives of various countries. And didn't the report say that your Kazdel is also thriving? As a prince, you may be able to witness the historic moment of the establishment of diplomatic relations between Lateran and Kazdel."

Mostima crossed her legs, curled up her pointed tail, and spoke to Lucifer in a half-joking tone.

The Pope once said that the International Conference is not only a serious negotiation, but also the beginning of an attempt. It would be best to attract high-level officials from various countries to participate in the International Conference.

And in Mastema's opinion, Lucifer almost perfectly meets these requirements.

Although he is a half-traditional Sarkaz, he does not hate the Shakotar or other races at all. He has a status and strength above everyone else and will not be controlled by the bloodthirsty and warmongering instincts of the blood demon. There is probably no Sarkaz more caring than him in the whole of Kazdel.

As for Lucifer’s abstract and amazing wisdom?

Mostima didn't want to put it too harshly. Given Lucifer's mental state, coming to Lateran might be like going home.

"But I just want to give up. I don't want to work hard anymore."

Lucifer, who was unmoved by the talk, lay down like Ge You and leaned lightly on Mostima's shoulder.

Feeling the weight on his shoulders, Mostima's smile deepened.

Of course she knew that Ratlan was not Kazdel after all. If she wanted to convince Lucifer with legitimate reasons, she might as well give Lucifer some real reasons first.

So Mostima sighed softly and deliberately showed a slightly regretful expression.

"Alas, what a pity! I originally wanted to take you to taste hundreds of delicious desserts in Lateran. Their craftsmanship is much more professional than mine and the Archangel."

"Haha, I won't be sleepy anymore if you say that."

Lucifer's eyes narrowed into a line, with strange highlights flashing in them.

"You agreed? I think Fat Duck will be very happy."

"I can't see."

The two of them simultaneously looked at the episode where Fiammetta was sleeping soundly.

If she knew that Lucifer was going to Rutland with them, she would definitely make a sharp explosion and turn into an angry bird, pacing and rolling back and forth.

"Well, in return for your promise, you can suck my blood as you like tonight."

Seeing Mastema extending his delicate arm to him, Lucifer, who was thinking about something, chose to reject Mastema.

"That's a good suggestion, but I refuse. I'll save this reward for next time and add to the prize pool."

"Ah... You don't want me to owe you more and more, and eventually be forced to be your slave, do you?"

"It's not impossible. Anyway, your blood volume is above a large cup. A portable blood pack is not shabby."

"If that really happens, I'll be in a lot of trouble~"

Although he said that, Mostima did not refute Lucifer's opinion.

Maybe it was just a joke between her and Lucifer, or maybe she had really considered this idea.

“…Hmm…what’s going on…”

The party in the dormitory was still going on vigorously, and Fiammetta opened his eyes in a trance.

In the blurry vision were the figures of Lucifer and Mostima leaning against each other.

"Oh... So it's just Lucifer and Mastema..."

Feeling nothing was wrong for a moment, Fiammetta closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep once again.