Lake has never been interested in this kind of abuse.

Admittedly.

Lake also kills people, and there is no psychological pressure to kill. However, killing does not mean that it likes to kill people. In fact, Lake is a pacifist enthusiast. It is just that sometimes, in order to kill a chicken to warn the monkey or kill one to warn the hundred, Lake has to be cruel and ruthless.

If you are in a world of trouble, you will not be ruthless and you will not stand firm!

soon.

Compared to the war on Earth that is still a primary contact war, the war on the moon came to an end in the blink of an eye.

The commander of the Heavenly Kingdom's legion is very strong.

But it is a pity that the quality has not been achieved. As long as there is no qualitative change, no matter how strong it is, in the face of this endless whistling like a tide, wave after wave of attacks of demons and fallen angels, it is completely invisible.

In an instant.

Several commanders of the army died tragically on the spot, and even their souls were captured by Mephisto without any mercy.

"puff!"

"Enough."

“…”

Mephisto appeared from the void and yelled at the demons who were surrounding the Lord of Heaven and were ready to tear them apart. After drinking away the group of demons, he showed that they were already terrible and almost walked to the level of ammunition and food exhaustion.

The Lord of Heaven relied on a rock dyed with golden blood, his chest was fluctuating violently. He watched as countless demons retreated, leaning on crutches, looking like a good old man, with a weak tone but firm tone: "I will not surrender."

Mephisto smiled and stared at the Lord of Heaven who had dealt with him but had no head-on confrontation: "Your life is just because someone else wants it, not me."

The Lord of Heaven's eyes shrank slightly: "Who."

Mephisto smiled brightly: "Saga."

The king of heaven said, "Saga? Who is this?"

Mephisto was also stunned.

"Old Mo."

“…”

Mephisto turned around and looked.

Lake, who was wearing a blond hair, wearing a Gemini golden cloak and a cloak, walked from behind in golden boots, looked at Mephisto, who was planning to kill someone for him with a faint expression and said, "The matter here is over. You should prepare for the next game, unless you don't plan to ask Heim's underworld?"

Mephisto laughed and said, "Why don't you, this is part of our deal."

Lake looked up and looked at it: "Then take your army to speed, and the Holy Kesha will gather with you. Remember, you must not move a little to the female angel of heaven. As long as you move, then the contract will be invalidated on the spot. Do you understand?"

Mephisto performed the gentlemanly manners and laughed.

Next second.

The demonic figures who disappeared after being summoned back to hell by Mephisto, then again covered the gentleman's hat on his head, and then his figure faded and slowly retreated.

moment.

On the moon, besides the corpses of birds everywhere, it seems particularly empty.

The Lord of Heaven covered himself with blood-filled wounds, which were torn apart by the demons and unable to heal automatically, stared at Lake, who was slowly squatting down in front of him: "Who are you?"

After Lake squatted down, he stared at the Lord of Heaven who had completely lost his combat ability in front of him. He lowered his head, shook his right hand, took out a box of cigarettes from his arms, lit one, and handed it to the Lord of Heaven in front of him.

The Lord of Heaven stared at the cigarette handed over by Lake expressionlessly. After being silent for a while, he took it, endured the pain in his body and took a breath.

Lake also took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.

Next second.

The Lord of Heaven looked at Lake who was changing in front of him, and his eyes gradually expanded and quickly retracted, but he laughed out loud.

The corners of Lake's mouth also rose slightly.

On the way to laugh, the Lord of Heaven suddenly coughed violently and spit out a mouthful of blood. The golden blood fell on the rocks of the moon, which was particularly conspicuous.

Lake handed out a tissue, his tone was very ordinary, as if he was talking to a friend: "Pull it, it's so ugly."

The Lord of Heaven did not say much nonsense. He took the tissue and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his tone was as usual: "This is what you have planned long ago."

Lake thought seriously and shook his head: "It's not planned. My original intention, in fact, was on Mars, and I killed you."

"Then why not do that?"

“Then there is too far from heaven.”

“…”

Lake looked up, identified the direction, pointed to a place, and said to the Lord of Heaven: "Sorry, I can't take you to the sleeping place of heaven. This is your place of sleep. I will give you a decent funeral."

The Lord of Heaven spoke directly: "A funeral like the commander of the Third Legion."

The commander of the Third Legion was directly bombarded by Lake.

Lake smiled: "Born is dusty, and death is dusty. Isn't this the most decent funeral? If you want to bury your body, you are not afraid. Many years later, someone will dig you out to disturb your long sleep?"

"That's right!"

The Lord of Heaven is worthy of being the Lord of Heaven, and even when he reaches the end of his life, he maintains the dignity he deserves: "I think the heaven of Heaven, I have rewritten it from this moment."

Lake shook his head: "No, not yet, there is still something missing."

"oh."

"Liang Bing told me that she has the authority to temporarily lock the core of the heaven, but she has no way to rewrite the core of the heaven, the real core password, in the hands of dominating your hands."

"You want me to tell you?"

"Yes."

"Hahaha!"

The Lord of Heaven covered his chest and struggled, trying to lean on the rocks to feel more comfortable: "Do you think I will tell you?"

Lake pursed his lips and nodded: "You can."

"reason?"

"There is no other reason, just thinking, you will."

"Oh."

The Lord of Heaven sneered: "Then you will probably be disappointed, I won't give it to you."

Lake said oh and nodded.

Next second.

Lake stood up directly.

The Lord of Heaven looked at Lake: "You're leaving now?"

Lake turned his head and looked at the Lord of Heaven leaning against the rock, and chuckled: "Master, you should know that if you don't have your password, there is actually another way to cancel your mark on the core. If I don't leave now and you don't give me a password, do you think Liang Bing would choose that method?"

Lord of Heaven: “…”

It is impossible to cancel the brand on the core of heaven and kill everyone who has that brand. There is only one way to cancel the original brand on the core.

First, that is, the original brand owner tells the core password.

Second, it is to use the blood of the original owner to sacrifice the core in this way to tell the core that the kingdom of heaven has changed the world and a new master.

There is no other way besides these two methods.

"etc!"

"dominate."

Lake looked at the Lord of Heaven who was making a sound, squatted again, staring at the Lord of Heaven with an equal eye: "Others may not know, but I know you, you have a lofty ideal, you want to be the real Lord, rather than the cowardly despicable master who disguises you as loving gold coins over everything, tangles behind Odin all day, fights and fights, and scolds you but doesn't give up."

The Lord of Heaven looked calm: "Is that true? I don't know yet, I am such a person."

Lake smiled and said, "It's meaningless to deny yourself. I know that even if Liang Bing blocks the core of the heavens, if you want to contact Odin, there will be a way."

The Lord of Heaven's chest rose and fell, and he coughed violently again, and his words were filled with a sound of lung breaking: "If it is as you said, then why don't I contact Odin?"

Lake smiled and said, "Because you know that you will die, so at the end of your life, you would rather die with dignity. You died in battle than take the last thing in your memory and beg Odin to take action and become your last thing."

Paused.

Lake said, "Is it right?"

The Lord of Heaven laughed: "Sharil, my dear Shalier, you are worthy of being the most outstanding military advisor in the history of Heaven. How great would it be if you appeared a hundred years earlier."

Lake shrugged: "It's not too late."

"oh?"

"Give me the core password, dominant."

Lake smiled and said to the Lord of Heaven, whose life had reached its end, "I will inherit your last wish, your will, and your inheritance. I can guarantee that in the near future, the kingdom of heaven will truly become the kingdom that everyone yearns for. Even the Asa tribe will rack their brains to beg for their entry in order to obtain a ticket to enter the kingdom of heaven."

The Lord of Heaven seemed to be moved by the picture described by Lake, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If that is the case, how wonderful that picture would be. Unfortunately, I can't see it!"
To be continued...