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Chapter 228, Chapter 372, Chapter 373 [Truce Agreement] (Part )
"Except for the messengers designated in advance, all other angels and demons are prohibited from setting foot in that special area during this period."

"Gradually, this agreement became a routine. Even though it looked a bit superficial, both parties in the negotiation had been tacitly following it and trying to keep it that way."

"Because if one of the two sides breaks the [Armistice], it means that the ensuing war will escalate from the previous 'small skirmishes' directly to the stage of all-out war with mutual destruction!!"

"Neither Heaven nor Hell wants to see that kind of ending..."

"Especially [Hell]. After [Lord of Hell] Lucifer stopped serving as [Satan], [the forces of Hell] were divided among several [Lords of Hell], including my father."

"They've been constantly fighting among themselves, and the vast majority of Hell Lords are unwilling to fight to the death with Heaven!"

"This is also the fundamental reason why the [Armistice Agreement] can truly continue..."

"But for now, I can't figure it out. If my father is really involved, what on earth does he want to do with the bullets made from those silver coins?"

In Damon Hellstorm's opinion, although these bullets with cursed power can hurt angels, they do not seem to be enough to kill the [Seraphim]-level messengers who came to participate in the [Armistice]?
However, even if they could really kill a [Seraph], the [Forces of Hell] would not be able to gain an overwhelming advantage in the war.

But as Carl had told him before in the cell.

This incident happened so close to the [Armistice Agreement] that it cannot be explained by a simple "coincidence".

What's more, with his father's cunning character, if there were no huge temptation of benefits, he would never risk a full-scale war with [Heaven] or even the huge risk of being backstabbed by other [Lords of Hell] to intervene in this matter!

So that means...

In addition to the information that is currently on the surface, there seems to be a huge and horrifying conspiracy hidden behind this incident.

Damn it! !
Damon Hellstorm rubbed his temple with a headache. This incident was obviously far more complicated and serious than he had previously imagined.

After thinking about it, Damon Hellstorm, who still had no idea what to do, decided to report the current situation to Carl first, and then let the other party decide the next course of action for the three of them.

There's nothing we can do about it, since he's still in the stage of "making up for his crime"!
If you cannot demonstrate your "value" to the greatest extent and gain the recognition of Carl, the "sugar daddy".

Then he and his sister will never be able to completely escape the captivity of the Holy See.

"Asking for instructions more often and reporting more often" can not only highlight the respect for the financial backers, but also increase mutual trust between each other. This is the best way to avoid detours!

The call is connected, turn on the hands-free mode...

Damon Hellstorm first recounted everything that had just happened, in detail.

It's not that he wanted to waste his breath, but there are some things that even if he didn't say them, Frank and Logan Howlett would probably report to Carl later.

That might just create unnecessary suspicion.

So, what else can he do?
Finally, Damon Hellstorm tentatively asked over the phone:
"Mr. Mara, according to the information recorded in the book, the dwarf blacksmith from Nidavellir finally ended up in the Popocatepetl volcano in Mexico."

"Should we capture that dwarf blacksmith directly next? That way, even if Necrodamus and Marduk Kurios are really plotting something in secret, we can completely stop their plans!!"

At the moment, before figuring out the enemy's true intentions, this approach is obviously the safest.

At least that's what Daemon Hellstorm thought.

however.

Karl on the other end of the phone seemed to have thought of a countermeasure long ago, and said lightly:

"No, don't alert the dwarf blacksmith for now. Just keep an eye on him from the shadows... Then have the demon deliver the silver bullet to Necrodamus and the others."

"what?!"

Damon Hellstorm asked in bewilderment, "Sir, they went to such great lengths to issue a bounty in [Sulphur Port] so they could get the lost silver bullet back from us. Why are you offering to return it to them?"

If the order not to alert the dwarf blacksmith for the time being is given, it can also be understood that Carl wants to "play the long game and catch the big fish" and take the opportunity to find out the enemy's true intentions.

The action of proactively returning the silver bullet really made Damon Hellstorm a little confused?
"Just follow orders."

An intriguing voice came from the other end of the phone, and then the call was hung up.

"Ah this..."

Damon Hellstorm was stunned at first, but then he immediately realized that this was probably a test from Carl.

So he pinched his chin and fell into deep thought again.

I began to think about Carl's real intention...

According to common sense, when this young ruler discovered that the conspiracy planned by Necrodamus and Marduk Kurios was likely to pose a huge crisis to the earth and mankind, the first thing he should have considered was how to avoid or prevent this crisis from happening?

At this moment, capturing the dwarf blacksmith is undoubtedly the simplest and most efficient way before the enemy's final plan is implemented.

But instead of doing so, the other party did the opposite and took the initiative to return the silver bullet to the enemy?

What on earth does he want to do?
Although Damon Hellstorm and Carl had only met once before, the latter left a very deep impression on him.

Wise, powerful, domineering, and unconventional...

So in his opinion, Carl would never do anything without a purpose.

There must be some factors behind this that I have not yet seen through.

It is even possible that this young ruler has already seen through the enemy's true intentions!

Wait a moment?
Suddenly, Damon Hellstorm recalled what Carl had said to him in the cell, and a shocking idea flashed through his mind like a flash of lightning.

Could it be that this man is planning to take advantage of this crisis to plot against a certain force in [Heaven] or [Hell]?

Or maybe... he wants both? !

hiss--

Mr. Mara wouldn't be so bold as to say this, could he?

Damon Hellstorm was a little frightened by his own idea.

Before being imprisoned by the Vatican, he had witnessed many ambitious humans.

But no one had ever made him feel as frightened as Carl! However, when his eyes accidentally swept across the usual relaxed expressions on Frank and Logan Howlett's faces, he suddenly felt that it was very likely that Carl wanted to take this opportunity to plot against [Heaven] and [Hell].

Although this approach is very dangerous.

But there is a wise saying that goes - opportunities and risks coexist, the greater the risk, the higher the return!

Whether or not one can seize the opportunity is often directly related to whether the operator behind the scenes has sharp reactions and a smart mind.

If this man really understood the enemy's intentions, then this matter might...

Thinking of this, Damon Hellstorm suddenly became a little excited.

Because he vaguely sensed a chance to take revenge on his scumbag father, Marduk Kurios?

And this opportunity obviously lies with the "sugar daddy" Carl!

Damon Hellstorm quickly suppressed the excitement in his heart. After he had completely sorted out his thoughts, he looked back at the two decisions that Carl had just made and immediately interpreted them with different meanings.

Behaviors that originally seemed unreasonable and unconventional now have traces to follow!
He picked up the deformed silver bullet between two fingers and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes.

If the silver bullet made from a single silver coin cannot hurt the highest-level [Seraphim].

So what if all thirty silver coins were pooled together to create an ultimate weapon?

What will be the result?

And... does its curse also work on fallen angels?

At this point, Damon Hellstorm's enthusiasm has been fully mobilized.

He was also very curious about whether the subsequent developments would develop as the "sugar daddy" expected.
After a moment of silence, Damon Hellstorm, having made up his mind, stepped in front of Edward and slowly said:
"My old friend, you now have a chance to redeem yourself..."

A few minutes later.

Edward clutched the deformed silver bullet and left the bookstore in a daze, his figure quickly disappearing among the endless stream of people.

"Are you sure that if we just write and draw on his chest, he won't betray us?" Frank turned to look at Damon Hellstorm with a look of doubt on his face.

The latter nodded confidently, "Don't worry, he just signed a Soul Contract with me. If he reveals anything he shouldn't to others, his soul will be cursed and turned to ashes!"

"And having him send the silver bullet back has another benefit. It can appropriately lower the vigilance of the female demigoddess and the human dark wizard, thus exposing more flaws..."

Taking out his phone and checking the time, Damon Hellstorm said eagerly:

"Alright gentlemen, it's time for us to head to Popocatepetl Volcano!"

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[M] An abandoned factory somewhere outside Mexico City that no one cares about.

Two black off-road vehicles came speeding along, raising a cloud of dust.

Nekorodamus, who had been waiting at the factory gate early, greeted a burly middle-aged man with a respectful look when he saw him get out of the car.

"Respected Lord Bruce, I'm glad you came in person. It's my honor to meet you..."

"Necrodamus, I can't stay here for long, so please put away your polite words."

Bryce, who was possessing the agent, showed a hint of displeasure on his face. "The [Armistice] is coming soon. How are you doing with the things I asked you to do?"

"I think you should be aware that if you delay Satan's plan, not only will you not get what you want, but your soul will be sent to hell to receive the most severe punishment!!"

"of course."

Necrodamus remained calm and replied calmly, "Please rest assured, sir. I am now fully confident... and the reason I asked you to come here today is to show you in advance the results I have achieved."

As he spoke, he slowly opened the door of the warehouse, and saw more than a dozen angels in front of them, their limbs bound by specially made enchanted iron chains, and their wings stained with blood, hanging upside down in the middle of the factory.

"Master Bryce, I believe you recognize the faces of most of the people in this Angel Patrol without my introduction, right?"

Necrodamus said proudly, "My men put in a lot of effort to capture these winged birdmen... But in my opinion, it's all worth it."

"I didn't expect there was an archangel inside?" Bryce narrowed his eyes slightly. "I didn't realize that your female demigod is so capable!"

"Your Excellency, you have given me a reward."

Necrodamus smiled and didn't avoid the question. "Actually, these angels can only unleash their powerful strength when battling demons. When facing other enemies... especially a demigod proficient in melee combat and summoning magic, their strength is somewhat disappointing."

"But getting back to the point..."

Nekorodamus walked over to a worn table and placed his suitcase on it. He opened it and pulled out a semi-automatic rifle, setting it aside. He then pulled out a magazine and loaded it with special silver bullets made from "Sin Silver" while talking.
"In my opinion, this war between Heaven and Hell is like a game deliberately set up by God... a war game that will never end and will never have a conclusion!"

"From my perspective as an outsider, perhaps God doesn't want either side to ultimately win. He just wants this model to continue for a long time!"

"But now, I've found a way to break this delicate balance, and everything will change!!"

click-

After loading the gun with bullets, Necrodamus skillfully loaded the magazine, pulled the bolt, and pointed the gun at the angels in front of him.

"Foolish human wizard, you actually want to kill an angel with a bullet?"

One of the seriously injured archangels spoke weakly:
"I advise you not to waste your energy, because even if you can destroy our bodies, it won't be long before we are resurrected by God...

Angels are immortal, and this is as unshakable as the eternal laws of the universe!!”

"is it?"

Necrodamus grinned fiercely and said as he pulled the trigger, "Let's wait and see what happens next."

(End of this chapter)