Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

The goat-man demon stood high in the sky, staring at the seals that were constantly forming on the ground, feeling the space being cut apart, and himself being constantly imprisoned, stripped of the sense of confinement from this world.

It laughed, and the laughter grew louder and louder, a very eerie laugh:

"Do you still think I'm the same as before? Don't you know my Gold Can Company is now all over the world? This time, you didn't destroy my company!"

As it spoke, hundreds of projections from various Gold Can branches immediately appeared behind it.

These projections carry the human contracts of all local residents. Within the company's coverage area, all ordinary people have signed devil contracts, and the ultimate ownership of their souls belongs to the Golden Can Company.

If the goat-man devil so desires, it can harvest these souls at any time.

At this moment, the interior of each company projected on screen is shimmering with countless black dots, like starlight. Each shimmering black dot represents a contract signed with an ordinary person.

These contracts also represent the symbol of the soul, which can draw power from all human bodies by relying on the power of the contracts.

As for the spirit of keeping contracts, that's just a joke to the goat-man devil.

Normally, it would be happy to comply, but things are different now.

Under his will, a portion of the souls of countless people around the world who had signed contracts would be forcibly absorbed at this moment. Many people felt a sudden dizziness at this moment, as if they had stayed up for two nights and were instantly sleepy and wanted to go to sleep immediately.

Some people, even though they had just woken up, quickly asked for leave and went straight to sleep.

Their lost spiritual and emotional strength gathered within the various branch offices and was projected onto the feet of the Goat People.

One after another, the golden cans pressed down and landed on the ground, completely covering the seal that had already been set up.

The company's projections stretched across the mountains, forming a chilling, hellish territory of goat-men, comparable to a projected hellish landscape.

The seal was completely blocked by the projection array of the Golden Can Company, turning this place into a living hell, a devil's domain.

The situation reversed instantly.

The ceremony can no longer be initiated.

Just then, a completely white circular hole, about two meters in diameter, suddenly opened above the jar that was flashing red light.

It's like the surface of a flashlight—very bright and pale, but the light doesn't shine outwards; it's concentrated only within the area around the opening.

Immediately afterwards, a young man wearing a bathrobe walked out, but his face was smooth, like the face of a plastic-filmed statue, without features, only filled with fleshy texture.

He reached out and grabbed at the air in the direction of the middle-aged man, and the Luciferian face, which had rotated 180 degrees and emerged from the back of the middle-aged man's head, instantly flew up.
It floated into the hands of the newly emerged youth like a mask.

He picked up the Lucifer face in his hand and pressed it against his own pale, featureless face, as if he were wearing a mask, and his facial features immediately became clear.

The face and the body are perfectly matched; it's immediately obvious that they are one.

This is Lucifer!
The middle-aged man's head turned back 180 degrees again, and after returning to its normal position, he regained his senses and looked around blankly: "What's going on here? It was just sealed, how did it turn out like this?"

"Lucifer, you actually dare to abandon your own power and come to reality? Aren't you afraid of being stripped of your authority as the Lord of Hell?"

“No, no, no,” Lucifer shook his head, “it’s not abandonment, it’s just a temporary seal. As long as I deal with you, I can break the seal.”

"Fortunately, your projection of hell has appeared, suppressing the seal and summoning ritual here, and also suppressing some of my power, so that I am now in accordance with the rules of reality, and thus I can appear in my true form!" Lucifer held up two fingers: "So now you only have two choices, either fight me now and see who wins or loses, or withdraw this hell formed by the projection of the Gold Can Company."

"If you choose the second option, the seal here will break again. I believe you are very familiar with the underground ritual that specifically seals certain high-level creatures!"

This sentence is very simple.

It was because the projection of hell summoned by the goat-man demon suppressed Lucifer's power in the ritual that he reached a state similar to abandoning some of his power and will, and thus came into reality in a special way.

This immediately put the goat-man devil in a dilemma.

Neither option is a good thing for it, but it is not afraid. Compared to Lucifer's clone, it cares more about the seal.

After all, it was truly sealed away once.

And so the fight between the two broke out instantly, without any further words.

Darkness and scorching gray collided.

The goat-man demon ruthlessly manipulated souls. With the blessing of hell, this space was like an extension of its own arm: "So what if you've come to reality? This is my territory now. Everything is under my control, everything is blessed for me. I am the true king!"

The goat-man raised his hands and roared to the sky. A huge goat-man's head appeared in the sky, composed of darkness and shadow, like a god who scrutinizes all living beings, gazing at Lucifer on the ground.

Lucifer stood motionless, just like any other human, his eyes showing no reaction to the threat from the sky.

Its shadow on the ground was enormous, a humanoid shadow with six pairs of wings.

Compared to the shadows of the others, which were only the same size as themselves, Lucifer's shadow was a hundred meters long. When it was cast on the ground, his toes met his own, creating a very imposing sight.

As the projection of the goat-man's head in the sky opened its enormous mouth, as if swallowing the heavens and the earth, a powerful gust of air rushed toward Lucifer.

Lucifer raised his skull staff, which was glowing with white flames, and pointed it forward, sending a white beam of light shooting up.

It was fighting against the gray force in mid-air.

As Lucifer moved, the enormous shadow on the ground, hundreds of meters long, also waved its shadow-like staff, making the exact same movements as the original.

Surprisingly, a thick, gray-black beam of light, 10 meters in diameter, shot out from that shadow.

Two beams of light, one black and one white, reflected each other, instantly amplifying their power several times over, and together they rushed towards the enormous head of the goat-man projection that blotted out the sky high above.

"I've already said, this is my home turf." With a mere thought, the hell formed by the Gold Can Company on the ground shifted, and Lucifer's attack was redirected, deviating from its position and failing to reach the Goat-Man Demon high above.

Instead, a sinister current, sharp as a sword, shot straight from the goat's mouth in the sky toward Lucifer, piercing his body like countless steel needles.

Countless tiny holes appeared inside its body.

These holes are extremely fine, even invisible to the naked eye, but they are real.

A Lord of Hell blessed by Hell and a Lord of Hell without the blessing of Hell are two completely different things; their power differs by at least half. (End of Chapter)