Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Faced with the mockery of the goat-man devil, Satan, who had already fallen into the deep pit, simply stared calmly at the goat-man devil with his last gaze before his eyes completely disintegrated.

All that remains of the site of the Mandala Apartments is a deep pit.

Even though it has collapsed and been backfilled, it is still tens of meters deep. The edges of these triangular pits have huge cracks that extend for nearly a kilometer.

"This guy actually won." Quake's mouth dropped open.

“Yeah, I thought it might lose, but I didn’t expect Satan to be so weak.” The group lowered their voices and exchanged thoughts.

Although the Goat Man had won, Boudiman, Ron, and the others were only slightly surprised and didn't feel much excitement.

After all, this guy is a menace, unpredictable and on par with Satan.

Who knows if the other party might suddenly decide to wipe them out or even try to rule over all of humanity? It's not impossible that this guy would do such a thing.

After all, this is practically the ultimate goal of every lord of hell.

"What do we do now?" Quirk asked, looking at Wu Heng and Budiman.

"Let's take it one step at a time. This guy isn't as chaotic as a demon. Let's see if there are any other options, but be careful it doesn't come near us," Wu Heng said in a low voice.

Everyone immediately stopped talking and looked in the direction where the goat-man demon was.

It stood there, reached out and lifted its goat's chin, but as soon as it let go, the chin drooped down like a broken slipper with the sole coming unglued, making its mouth look utterly miserable.

A gray mist emanated from its mouth, attempting to heal the wound, but it was constantly blocked. Every time the mist tried to repair the wound, flames resembling lightning bolts would erupt from the wound, preventing it from healing.

"You stinking bastard, you've made my mouth smell bad." The goat-man cursed, spitting a mouthful of black phlegm onto the ground. As if remembering something, he quickly wiped it away, and the black phlegm disappeared in an instant.

It looked at the deep pit, let out a smug, strange laugh, and kept reminding itself: Be elegant, be elegant, stay elegant.

Then his body flashed and he left the spot.

This is also a huge victory for the demon race, a victory they have never had before.

The current situation stems from this, and more importantly, from the release of anger that has been sealed for so long. The suffering of being trapped in darkness and narrowness for so long is something that ordinary people cannot endure.

The only thing that could save it was the elegance that came from the devil; long-term etiquette training helped it survive those terrifying years.

The devil flashed and arrived beside Wu Heng and the others.

It spread its clawed arms, making a victorious open gesture as it looked at the crowd: "Doesn't this deserve some applause?"

Upon hearing this, Kevin and Jeff took the lead, and everyone else joined in with a round of applause.

Kevin shouted, "Congratulations to the boss on his victory and triumphant return!" Jeff also quickly sent his congratulations.

Everyone gave him a thumbs up. The goat-man devil's lips curled up even higher amidst the praise, but his lower mouth, still drooping below his chin, made him look like a goat whose mouth had been blown apart after trying to gnaw on a firecracker as a bone.

There was absolutely none of the elegant victorious demeanor it claimed to possess.

Ron, Boudiman, Anita, and the others were still terrified, unsure of what this guy was going to do to them. All they could do was continue clapping, knowing that they probably couldn't escape now.

“You did a great job luring them here, so I’ve decided to reward you.” With that, the goat-man raised his right hand from a half-clenched position, and five goat-head incantations solidified at his fingertips.

These spells shot towards the arms of Anita and the others, including Wu Heng.

A glint flashed in Wu Heng's eyes, and he did not refuse, allowing the goat-head incantation to be pasted on his arm.

If the goat-man is currently at a normal Hell level, then even Wu Heng would be affected, because this is equivalent to a controlled slave mark, a kind of soul imprint.

Once the opponent reaches the Hell level, they will inevitably discover the Hell level soul hidden deep within them.

But things are different now. This guy's power has been completely lost and downgraded, and he can't even see into Wu Heng's soul.

This meant that Wu Heng could remove the mark whenever he wanted, so he allowed the devil to do as he pleased.

Seeing that everyone had accepted his mark, the goat-man devil was even happier.

With a wave of its claws, it said, "Congratulations on joining Golden Crown Company and becoming a member of this big family. Under my leadership, you will achieve even greater success."

“Now, I need you to create an actionable plan for the Golden Crown Company’s global franchise program. This is your first task upon joining the company. I demand that Golden Crown Company be present on every street in the world.”

"Don't worry, as the boss, I will never forget the contributions you have made to the company."

"We will reward you according to your merits, and for the three of you who joined the company earlier and threw that delicious new sacrifice into the passage!" The goat-man demon pointed his claws at Kevin, Jeff, and Ron.

"Now I will grant you Level 3 access to the power of demonic spells, which will make your power comparable to theirs."

The goat-man devil then pointed at Quirk and Boudiman.

It scrutinized Anita and the others who had just been branded with the devil's mark, including Wu Heng: "What's wrong with you guys? Your strength is comparable to that of my former branch manager. Even hundreds of years ago, you could have been regional leaders."

"But the most outrageous thing is that I haven't sensed any connection from the Lord of Hell from you. Where does your power come from?"

It's no wonder the goat people have this view, because the power of this world also originates from their respective hells.

Moreover, as long as their power comes from rewards, a strange aura will be born within them, which will spread deep underground and have an unbreakable connection with the boss of hell.

Therefore, once the power reaches a certain level, one can see that each of these demons is connected to a thin black mist that extends deep underground.

From the shape, power, attributes, and various other elements of these mists, one can discern which demons belong to whom—essentially a readily displayed identity card. However, only those with a certain level of power can decipher this identity card. (End of Chapter)