Evil Dragon: The baby dragon I picked up always wants to be the empress.

Chapter 291: Lord Viscount, the Age of Dragons has arrived!
Well, a long, long time ago, Hell rejected them. Accepting them would mean becoming an enemy of the gods. Although the God of Death is not afraid of the gods, he does not want to go to war with them for no reason.

Out of desperation, they, the fallen angels, chose the abyss. It took them nearly a hundred years to gain a foothold in the abyss, and it took them nearly another hundred years to become the royal family of the abyss. At that time, the abyss was full of strong people.

There were even demons walking in the abyss, and at that time the dragon clan had not yet disappeared.

wrong.

Hell is now beginning to receive the souls of their fallen angels. Could it be that a rift has appeared in the relationship between Hell and the divine world?
That’s not right. The relationship between Hell and the God Realm has never been very good.

Forget it, I don’t want to think too much about it. I’m going to hell soon anyway. It won’t be too late to slowly understand the relationship between hell and the world of gods when I get there.

Justin's eyes fell on Lance, and he found that with his strength, he was unable to see through the true appearance of this god of death from hell.

There is weirdness.

If any random death-guiding god in hell possesses such strength, then the strength of hell must be terrifying.

There was something strange about the god of death who was guiding him.

"Why can't I see your true face?"

"Why do you want to see my true face?"

"I'm curious about what the Death Guide from Hell looks like. I'm also curious about what race you belong to. Abyss demons? Humans? Elf? Dwarf? Well, you're not a dwarf. Dwarfs don't have legs this long."

"Time is up."

"what time will you arrive"

Justin hadn't finished his words when he saw a dark sickle passing by out of the corner of his eye. For a moment, he felt his body become lighter.

It was not an illusion, his body had indeed become lighter because he was floating in the sky at that moment.

The Grim Reaper of Hell holding a scythe was walking ahead. Confused, he subconsciously looked down and saw himself.

At some point, he was lying in the rocking chair again.

Two or three tribesmen also appeared around him.

They were shaking their arms and crying.

That's his body, he's dead?

Can’t his people see his soul?
It must be the power of hell that prevented the tribesmen from seeing his soul. But it didn't matter, as he had explained everything that needed to be explained.

If the domain [Kingdom of God] had not been stripped away, he could have lived for at least a few hundred years.

Not interesting.

If he does not separate the domain [Kingdom of God], the domain [Kingdom of God] will die along with him in a few hundred years.

The creatures in the Domain God's Kingdom are his children, and he doesn't want to see these newly born children go to destruction with him.

Entrusting the realm [Kingdom of God] to the clan's future is also the last thing done for the fallen angel clan.

The Abyss is about to start the battle with the Demon King. Although the little guy in the clan has hidden his strength, the black dragon man Lance has hidden more strength.

If that little girl could integrate her kingdom of God into her domain, she might not lose to Lance, the most threatening opponent in the future.

After last night's test, he felt that Lance would become the biggest enemy of all the royal heirs in the abyss.

The abyss, which has been calm for tens of thousands of years, is finally entering an era of chaos again. That’s good. After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, it’s time to see who is qualified to unify the major royal families.

Thinking of this, the figure of Lance appeared in Justin's mind again. He always felt that Lance, the black dragon man, had the greatest possibility of becoming the Demon King of the Abyss.

Why.
Impulsive.

If they had known that Lance possessed such combat power, these old guys should not have been in a hurry to test Lance last night.

No one knew which bastard had projected their battle onto the entire abyss.

If their battle had no projection, the battle against the Demon King would not have started so suddenly.

I don’t think about it anymore.

Lance said something very well: children and grandchildren will have their own blessings.

The new wave pushes the old wave forward, and the new people replace the old people in the world.

The future of the abyss belongs to those little guys.

However, their future may be controlled by Lance for a while.
"Do you have any last words? If you do, I can give you some time."

"No, let's go."

Lance, whose true face was hidden under the black robe, nodded, turned into a black mist and took Justin away from the Angel King City, flying towards a dark unknown area. There was an entrance to hell in that place, and the god of death Solomon was waiting for him there.

Solomon the God of Death wanted to see if he was really about to get a [promotion and a raise].

Soon, Lance and Justin appeared in a dark and lifeless area.

Entering the center of the dark area, a black and red passage appeared out of nowhere.

From time to time, some hideous faces and terrible and shrill roars and growls would appear in the dark and red fog passage.

Justin is a fallen angel and Lance is a black dragon, and neither of them takes these evil spirits seriously.

"We're here. The other side of the black and red passage is hell."

"Then why did you stop suddenly? Are you afraid of the evil spirits in the passage?"

Powerful evil spirits can kill the god of death from hell.

Whether it is the Guiding Grim Reaper or the Level 1 Grim Reaper, their strengths are different. It is not surprising to be killed when encountering a powerful evil spirit.

"The God of Death will come to pick you up soon. I have other things to do, so I won't be going back to Hell for now."

Justin looked at Lance in confusion. When he was an angel, he had come into contact with the God of Death of Hell several times. At that time, he could see the true appearance of the God of Death of Hell.

"coming."

An old man in a black tuxedo walked through the passage in the black and red mist and appeared at the entrance to hell.

When Lance saw the person coming, he was speechless. He felt like he had been stood up.

The god of death Solomon did not come, but the lich Brandon came.

Hey.

He also said that he would ask Solomon, the god of death, to advance him a thousand years' salary, but it seems that this idea will have to be postponed.

The moment Brandon, wearing a black tuxedo and with silver hair, appeared at the entrance of Hell, he placed his right hand on his chest and knelt on one knee. "Brandon greets Lord Lance. Lord Lance, that lord was called to a meeting and could not come. That lord asked me to come here to greet this fallen angel."

"There's no need to salute like that. Get up."

"Necessary."

Brandon, with a head full of silver hair, stood up after replying and looked at Lance respectfully. He didn't expect to meet this adult so soon.

Lord Solomon, the God of Death, favors this successor the most, and he has a very high opinion of this Lord.

When they communicated on weekdays, Lord Solomon, the God of Death, mentioned this lord as if he was mentioning an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

He could tell from the tone of his voice that Lord Solomon, the God of Death, did not regard this lord as a subordinate.

"Lord Lance, do you have anything you want me to tell that lord?"

"Yes, go back and ask Solomon if I can get a thousand years' salary in advance. I'm really short of money lately."

"." After a brief silence, Brandon smiled. Only this adult dared to say that. If it were any other apprentice reaper, they would not have the courage or the treatment.

"Okay, I'll ask for Lord Lance. In the end, I'm afraid Lord Lance will have to go and find that gentleman in person to confirm it."

"Ah."

Lance nodded and took off the hood on his head.

Brandon exposed his identity. Justin had been staring at him for a long time. At this time, he didn't mind letting Justin know his identity as the God of Death of Hell.

Anyway, he has gone to hell and will find out this sooner or later.

The black mist lingering on his face dissipated, revealing his true appearance.

"How...how come it's you? How come you're the God of Death in Hell? You..."

Justin was a little incoherent. He was really shocked by Lance's identity as the God of Death. This guy was not only the emperor of the underworld.
Now he is still the god of death in hell.

Judging from the attitude of the old man at the entrance of the hell passage towards Lance, Lance seems to have some status in hell.
No wonder this guy looks down on the position of Supreme Commander of the Court of Judgment.

wrong.

He should have obtained the identity of the God of Death of Hell after leaving the abyss.

An apprentice Grim Reaper signed by Hell?
That's not right. The trainee Grim Reaper signed by Hell does not have such a high status.

The god of death in hell saw that it was impossible to salute him.

"Don't be shocked. I'm just looking for a job to support my family. You know, I don't have much background or money. To earn money, I naturally need to find someone with a big background who can protect me.
Even if you can't protect me, if something happens in the future, there is a way out. But you, Archangel Justin, why did you die so suddenly?"

"Is that a polite question?"

"Just a little curious."

"I stripped the Domain Kingdom away."

Lance's face showed a look of sudden enlightenment. If the domain is stripped away, this situation will indeed occur.

"Send me back! I don't want to die anymore."

"???"

Lance was amused. How could matters of life and death be so casual?
"Tell me what your last wish is. When I leave here, I will help you fulfill your unfulfilled wish."

"I will unite all the old guys in the royal family, use forbidden magic weapons, and completely destroy you in the abyss."

"."

As for?
There is no hatred or grudge between us, so is it necessary to be so cruel?
All the old guys from the royal family have to unite and use forbidden magic weapons. Even if they don’t die, they will be seriously injured.

This is still the best outcome. The worst outcome is that he will be sealed for thousands or tens of thousands of years.
"You are so scary, not only do you hide your own strength, you also hide your identity. You are not only the Death God of Hell, but also Xiao... Xiao Xiao..."

A dark fog suddenly appeared around Justin, and he was soon obscured by it.

Lance entered the dark fog and walked in front of Justin, ready to erase some of Justin's memories.

Forget about the fact that the old guy saw the little underworld holding his statue and calling him the Great Emperor.

He went to hell, and if this matter were to spread, he would probably be wanted by hell immediately.

Maybe Solomon, the god of death, will find him personally and ask him to give him an explanation.

Too much trouble.

"How about forgetting that the Little Underworld Soul Collector held the statue and said that I was the Little Underworld Emperor?"

Justin, who had been deprived of his five senses, first heard Lance's words, and then he found that he could see Lance again.

"Are you also afraid that hell will cause you trouble?"

"I'm overthinking. I just don't want Hell to misunderstand me. You've also seen that I don't have a good impression of Little Underworld. If you promise me not to spread this matter when you go to Hell, I won't erase this part of your memory.

I think it's not polite to erase other people's memories at will, and I won't do it unless it's necessary."

"You still want to erase my memory?"

"I'm afraid of the trouble. It would be easier and more convenient to erase your memory."

Justin didn't say anything. He stared at Lance for a while, his eyes falling on the dark fog around him. He could only hear Lance's words and Lance's voice.

When I took my eyes off Lance, I couldn't see anything, as if I had become a blind person.

There was no sound either.

It was pitch black under my feet, and there was no sense of solid ground.

It feels like walking on a soft cloud.

What is this ability?
In the God Realm, he had never heard of anyone who possessed this strange ability, nor had he heard of the Seven Demon Gods of the Abyss or other demon gods having this ability.

Is this ability really something a lower-level demon can master?

No, Lance now looks completely human!

Is this guy a black dragon or a human?
Hiding his strength, hiding his identity. Could this bastard even have hidden his own race?
Thinking of this, Justin suddenly felt sorry for the heirs to the throne of the major royal families in the abyss.

For more than two thousand years, their understanding of Lance is still limited to his identity as the Black Dragon Man.

I don't know anything else about him.

Lance is different. He knows the successors of the major royal families in the abyss, even if he doesn't know their true strength now.

With his current strength, he is not afraid of their hidden power.

I'm afraid the position of the Demon King of the Abyss will really fall to Lance.

"Are you a human? Or a black dragon?"

"It's all my fault. Why do you care about this issue at this time?" Lance said again: "Do you agree to forget that I am the Little Underworld Emperor?"

"You're not, so why do you care?"

"I'm afraid of trouble. Forget it. It's better to just erase your memory. Don't worry, as the god of death in hell, I have the hell magic to erase the soul's memory."

"I agree to forget that you are the Little King of Hell."

Lance stared at Justin for a while and nodded. "I trust you, so I won't ask you to swear. You're already dead, so you probably don't have the energy to cause trouble anymore. When you go to hell, I'll ask the god of death Solomon to treat you to tea."

The black fog that enveloped Lance and Justin dissipated.

Brandon was still waiting at the entrance of hell. When he saw Lance, he didn't urge him or ask what had just happened.

Lord Lance is not the kind of person who is scheming and likes to plan some messy conspiracies.

"Don't worry, Archangel Justin, I will not be a strong enemy of your fallen angels, nor will I be a strong enemy of any royal family in the abyss.

As for the position of Demon King, I have no interest in it at all."

"You don't even take the position of the Demon King seriously, so you are even more terrifying. The entire abyss has misjudged you, and you have deceived the entire abyss."

Unable to bear it any longer, Lance kicked Justin into the passage to hell. The old guy's imagination was a bit outrageous.

Brandon smiled and bowed to Lance, then led the fallen angel Justin into the depths of the passage.
The hell passage disappeared.

Lance saw the diamond cutter on his hand glowing, and Saint Lan sent him a message: [My Lord Viscount, the Age of Dragons has arrived! ]

(End of this chapter)