Casillas smiled directly: "In my impression, Mephisto is a very traditional king. He prefers to use guillotines and does not want to do this."

Clarice was surprised: "Don't you know yet?"

Casillas was slightly stunned: "What?"

"Hell has changed its master."

"What?"

Clarice looked at Casillas with shocked expressions, and pointed her chin with a very playful finger, looking at Casillas thoughtfully: "If you are talking about Mephisto, then if you don't come here but go through normal procedures, you should be able to see Mephisto on the edge of the Styx. However, Mephisto has also changed its name to Charon. Moreover, if you don't have money, Charon will not take you across the river, so don't thank you."

Casillas frowned: "Thank you, why?"

Clarice shrugged: "Thank me, if it weren't for you, you would have appeared in hell and squeezed with those countless souls, your clothes would have been taken away. This is what a new soul would encounter after entering hell. I know how much you care about your appearance, so I pulled you over, but now it seems that I'm wrong."

Said.

Clarice stared at Casillas's ragged and even muddy work clothes, and couldn't help but frown: "What happened, my shepherd, how could you make yourself so embarrassed?"

Casillas' eyebrows were beating, looking at Claris in front of him, his tone gradually became colder: "Okay, I've had enough fun, who is it? Come out."

Clarice raised her eyebrows: "Do you think the me in front of you is not me?"

Casillas' tone gradually became colder, and he moved his power to suppress the dark dimension: "Clarice is definitely not like this."

Clarice nodded in agreement: "Clarice may not have, but now Clarice has changed after being teased by you for decades. Haven't you changed too?"

Casillas stood up directly.

strength!
Chapter completed!