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Chapter 368 Our Hell Needs Talents Like You

Illumination!

Du Mu raised his hand, and a dazzling, holy white light suddenly shone from his palm, spreading outwards.

All the demons swept by the white light immediately let out a shrill scream, their skin sizzling and emitting black smoke as it was burned, their entire bodies rapidly bursting into flames, and finally dissipating into the air without leaving a trace.

Du Mu continued his journey toward the unknown area shrouded in black fog on the map.

Demons kept emerging from the shadows along the way, but they were all purified by the light spell he casually cast.

These low-level demons are utterly helpless against pure light magic.

The deeper you go into the black fog, the more densely the demons spawn. Although they still don't pose a threat, it's quite tiring to keep casting the Light spell.

Du Mu simply deactivated his Ultron armor, took out the Holy Halo, put it on his head, and was immediately enveloped in holy light. He then reached out and touched the adjustment wheel on the side of the halo, turning the volume of the built-in hymn to the maximum.

The effect was immediate.

Any demon touched by the holy light will have its body automatically burned, while the hymns in its ears purify its soul, thus achieving a complete salvation.

"This is... an angel!?"

"Run! Angels are coming to Hell!"

"How can angels from heaven appear in hell!?"

"Is Heaven this competitive now? Even the angels are personally going down to Hell to meet their sales targets!"

The demons were terrified and mistook Du Mu for an angel from heaven, and they all turned tail and ran.

Before long, there was no trace of a demon left around Du Mu, and things finally became quiet.

With the blessing of the divine halo, the road ahead was unobstructed.

Du Mu quickly progressed to a sufficient level of exploration and successfully activated the teleportation point in Hell.

Just then, everything around them suddenly froze.

The dust and pebbles floating in the air were all frozen in mid-air, as if the whole world had been paused.

"Interesting. I heard that an angel came to hell. I didn't believe it at first, but it turns out it's true."

A voice, tinged with a hint of laziness and amusement, came from behind.

Du Mu turned around and saw a man standing three meters behind him, looking him up and down with great interest.

The man wore a well-tailored white suit with the collar loose and open, without a tie. He stood barefoot on the scorching, hellish earth, looking unrestrained yet exuding an indescribable sense of oppression.

[NPC: Lucifer Morningstar]

Codename: Satan

[Favorability:? ? ? 】

[Evaluation: King of Hell, Demon King, First Archangel, Fallen Angel, Master of Lung Cancer Treatment, He was incredibly kind to Constantine, Constantine's summoned creature, one of the highest-level beings in the DC Universe]

Satan!?

Du Mu's heart skipped a beat.

Who doesn't know the name Satan? He is the opposite of God and the ruler of all hell.

Even within the DC Universe, he'd be considered a top-tier figure.

Of course, in the DC Universe, Satan doesn't refer to a specific person, but rather to a position, like the head of a gang, where the most capable person holds the position.

Historically, there have been many who have acted as Satan, and there have even been instances where several individuals acted as Satan together.

But the Lucifer before us is definitely one of Satan's most famous.

Du Mu never expected that he would run into this big boss of Hell while strolling around in Hell.

Or perhaps, this hellish boss specifically sought him out.

Du Mu reacted quickly, immediately removing the sacred halo from his head and forcing a smile at Satan.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. I'm not an angel, I'm just an ordinary mortal. As for this thing, it looks like a halo on the surface, but it's actually a portable speaker."

Fearing that Satan wouldn't believe him, he immediately turned the volume down to the minimum, and the hymn playing on repeat in his ears vanished without a trace.

Satan became even more interested upon seeing this, and said with a grin, "Ordinary mortals can't use magic, especially since this magic has an aura that's both familiar and repulsive to me, like the smell of heaven."

Du Mu suddenly felt a toothache.

To reveal one's light attributes in front of the King of Hell is no different from sitting in McDonald's eating KFC; it's pure provocation.

He secretly opened the map, intending to teleport away from hell, when he heard the system notification sound.

[Players are in combat and cannot use the teleportation function.]

Du Mu's lips twitched.

It seems he has been locked onto by the other side, and map teleportation is unusable.

The problem is that he no longer has the random teleportation scroll, so he can't leave the hellish state at all.

Besides, given Satan's ability to pause time and space, even if he had a random teleportation scroll, it's questionable whether he could use it right under the other side's nose.

We can only take it one step at a time.

"Disgrace! This is blatant disgrace!"

Du Mu declared righteously, "I am an evil man beyond redemption. Go and ask around in the world; who doesn't know that I, Du Mu, am treacherous, cunning, a ruthless killer, a thief, a fraudster, and a man who commits every imaginable evil..."

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"When I'm walking down the street, if I see someone helping an old lady cross the road, I have to go up and help her back. How could I possibly have the aura of heaven on me? You must be mistaken."

To avoid angering the powerful figure before him, Du Mu could only resort to self-deprecation, vilifying himself as an evil person and constantly smearing himself with filth that did not belong to him.

"real?"

Satan raised an eyebrow, his face full of disbelief.

"Of course it's true."

Du Mu nodded affirmatively and immediately released his energy tentacles.

Its entire style changed drastically in an instant, transforming from an angel full of holiness into an indescribable creature with twisting black tentacles and an evil, twisted aura.

Satan nodded repeatedly, stroking his chin, and said, "Hmm, indeed very evil, unlike those hypocritical birdmen in Heaven."

Du Mu: —

I remember you were the leader of the Birdmen back then. Are you implying that you're insulting yourself as well?

Satan suddenly narrowed his eyes, looking at him with a half-smile: "I have a feeling you're cursing me in your heart."

Du Mu immediately shook his head, his expression utterly sincere: "That's not true. I think you're absolutely right. Those idiots in Heaven are just hypocrites, unlike you, who are openly evil."

"They are outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant, sarcastic and uncooperative, and their words are always untrue."

Satan chuckled and gave his assessment, then nodded with satisfaction: "But I like it. We in Hell need someone like you. How about you stay in Hell and work for me?"

Du Mu: "???"

Is that you, Father-in-law?

What's the difference between leaving him in hell and letting him die?

Du Mu was quite helpless about this.

He couldn't understand why all these villains liked to recruit him.

After much thought, I can only conclude that these villains have poor eyesight and always mistake themselves for being on the same side as them.

Of course, it's impossible for me to work; I'll never work in my life.

Du Mu coughed lightly, retracted the black tentacles on his body, and said tactfully, "Um, Mr. Satan, the environment here in Hell isn't really suitable for me."

Satan chuckled and said, "I think it suits you quite well. You've been in Hell in your physical body for so long, yet you haven't been corrupted by the Hellfire at all. If I didn't know you were human, I would have thought you were a demon born and raised in Hell."

Hellfire?

Du Mu then realized what was happening.

He was always equipped with a fire-repelling bead, which automatically blocked any fire-related damage, so he didn't feel the scorching energy permeating the hellish air at all.

Worried that Satan might actually take a liking to him and force him to stay, Du Mu quickly said, "Alright, I'm not pretending anymore. I'll lay my cards on the table. I'm actually a superhero, as you've probably already noticed. Even if I'm good at disguising myself, I still can't hide my righteousness and my noble soul."

Satan asked in surprise, "A noble soul? Where is that?"

Satan's eyesight isn't very good.

Du Mu, understanding Satan's advanced age, didn't argue with him and said, "In short, I'm not really suited for this job in Hell."

Satan shook his head: "No, no one is more suitable than you. After hearing your shameless words, I am becoming more and more satisfied with you. Take my advice: neither Heaven nor Earth is suitable for you. With your talent, you can only make the most of your abilities in Hell."

"Maybe if you work hard, I'll hand over the position of Satan to you in the future. Then you'll be the King of Hell, and all the demons will have to obey you."

"real?"

Du Mu's eyes lit up.

Let him rule the entire hell, that's not impossible.

Satan smiled slightly: "Of course, it's not impossible for me to hand over the throne to you after I abdicate. I'm a man of my word."

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Du Mu quickly asked, "Then when will you abdicate?"

"After I die."

Du Mu:

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Damn it, you're an old monster who's lived for who knows how many years. Even if the Earth explodes, you probably won't live to see the day you die.

This isn't how you draw a pie in the sky.

Du Mu had no choice but to say, "Although I would love to follow you, to be honest, I am actually a priest. To avoid suspicion, let's forget about it."

Satan waved his hand: "I don't care about these things. So what if you're an angel? We in Hell never discriminate. No matter your identity, as long as you have the ability, you can stay in Hell."

Is Hell really that far ahead?

There's even such a thing as discrimination.

Seeing that Satan was relentlessly pursuing him, Du Mu simply gave up and said speechlessly, "What exactly do you see in me? I'll change it, okay?"

Satan said seriously, "I'm glad you're still alive."

Du Mu:

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I can't change that.

"Mr. Satan, if you're looking for a laborer, I recommend someone named John Constantine. He's honest, hardworking, and can endure hardship, making him perfect for doing manual labor for you."

Du Mu had no choice but to find a scapegoat for himself.

Anyway, Constantine has already unilaterally admitted to being his friend. He would go to great lengths for his good friend, so the other party probably wouldn't mind. Satan sneered, "His soul has long been reserved by me. I even built him a special theme park in the very center of Hell so he can enjoy himself there after he dies."

Judging from his expression, this theme park is definitely not a good place.

For Satan to be so concerned about him, Constantine must be quite a figure. He must have tricked Satan quite a bit in the past, which is why this king of hell values ​​him so much.

No wonder Constantine was so desperate to get to Heaven; apparently, Hell is full of creditors waiting to settle scores with him, including even the King of Hell.

Du Mu silently mourned for Constantine for half a second.

The bad news is that he is now also being targeted by this King of Hell.

Just as Du Mu was hesitating whether to use his trump card, Satan suddenly smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to make a decision right now. I have plenty of time, enough to wait for you for hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years. You can take your time to think it over. Whenever you've figured it out, you can come to hell to find me."

As he spoke, he took out a completely black card and handed it to Du Mu.

The card features a red-skinned demon against a backdrop of a fiery hellscape.

[Item: Satan's Name Card (A pass for free entry and exit to any dimension of Hell; applicable to any Hell)]

nice one.

With this thing, no matter which server Du Mu goes to, he can enter and exit hell at any time.

Du Mu immediately accepted the business card and said, "You're too kind, Mr. Satan. If I had this idea, I would definitely contact you immediately."

Satan chuckled and said, "Then I wish you a speedy journey to hell. I'll be waiting for you there."

That sounds a bit strange.

Du Mu found himself out of combat, and the game map's teleportation function was working again.

He quickly waved his hand and said, "Then I'll head back now. I'll find you for tea another time."

Satan did not stop him, but simply said, "Tell Constantine that his life is nearing its end, and I look forward to the moment he dies."

NPC Lucifer Morningstar has given you a new quest.

[Mission: Death Sentence]

[Objective: To convey Satan's words to Constantine]

[Rewards: 1000 Experience Points, 1 Anchor Point Fragment, 1 Random Item]

As expected of the King of Hell, he can trigger a quest just by saying a few words.

Du Mu nodded decisively: "No problem, I'll definitely pass on your message."

The world engine that blotted out the sky above the metropolis has disappeared.

All the Kryptonians were also swept into the Phantom Zone.

With that, the crisis on Earth was averted.

However, Bruce didn't seem happy at all; his expression was quite complicated.

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Du Mu sacrificed his life.

That female Kryptonian named Fiora dragged him into the Phantom Zone in a suicidal, insane way.

Although Du Mu was a treacherous, cunning, ruthless killer, thief, swindler, and wicked man...

But he is indeed a superhero.

A superhero who is willing to sacrifice himself to save the world.

Barry, who was standing nearby, also witnessed this scene.

He hadn't been the Flash for long, and this was the first time he had ever witnessed someone rushing towards death without hesitation to save the world.

The young hero's heart was deeply touched.

He clenched his fist and asked Bruce in a slightly hoarse voice, "What's his name? We should remember him; he's a true hero."

Bruce was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "He is Spider-Man."

Barry: "Huh?"