People are scared in America, my uncle is Dante

Chapter 118 Lucifer Rofcar

In the back room of the barbershop, candlelight flickered.

Mary Lavo and Suren sat facing each other.

Suren quickly wrote the terms on the parchment, then pushed the completed contract over, which Mary Lavo accepted with both hands.

She studied the text carefully, word by word, for a long time. She even poured a few drops of pungent green medicine from a small glass bottle, applied it to her eyelids, and repeatedly checked the paper.

Suren sat opposite him without urging him on.

Once you sign a contract, you might end up selling yourself and your soul to someone else if you're not careful. You can't be too careful.

This scene reminded him of how cautious he had been when facing the demon Belial at Alex's house a long time ago.

He now seems much more composed about such matters.

Since his bloodline breakthrough, Suren can see through the flow of magic on the parchment at a glance.

No hidden clauses between the lines could escape his notice.

Moreover, with his current strength, even if he really provoked a lord-level demon god like Belial, he wouldn't be unable to fight him.

After confirming that there were no problems, Mary Lavo picked up the quill pen and solemnly signed her name.

The moment the pen tip leaves the parchment.

On the open ground nearby, the contents of the contract were written out of thin air.

Then, the text automatically rotated and arranged itself in the air.

This formed an extremely complex summoning circle.

The temperature in the room dropped significantly in an instant, becoming cold and chilly.

Black mist surged from the summoning circle and coalesced in front of the two.

It has a bald head with three long, curved horns extending backward from the top. Its face has no facial features, only a single eye. Its upper body is humanoid, but its lower body is that of a goat.

An aura of power belonging to a high-ranking lord-level demon god spread throughout the room.

Mary Lavo felt the surge of energy and immediately knelt on the ground.

The signed contract in front of her floated up automatically from the table and hovered in front of her.

Suren remained unmoved, purple magic surging within her body, completely repelling the oppressive force.

The one-eyed demon looked at Suren, a hint of awe flashing in its enormous eye.

It lowered its head slightly and said, "I salute you, sir, whose blood flows in Sparta."

Then, it placed one hand on its chest and introduced itself: "I am Lucifer Rofkar."

Suren remained outwardly calm, but inwardly she felt something was amiss.

He had never dealt with this demon before, and he didn't even seem to have heard of the name.

Rofkar seemed to see Suren's confusion and continued to explain, "This contract was originally to be witnessed by Belial."

"But I sensed your presence, sir, and took it upon myself to come here. I apologize for that."

Suren was startled. Belial, one of the seven lords of hell, the ruler of the seventy-two demon gods, second only to Lucifer.

Then what are you?

He thought only the seventy-two demon gods would come, or even Belial himself.

I never expected that the monarch would almost report it.

However, this seems quite normal for a contract.

As a witness, you must have the ability to restrain both parties; otherwise, what's the point of having a witness?

Are you going to beat them up too when they breach the contract?

But when Mary Laver, who was kneeling to the side, heard these words, they took on a different meaning.

A tremendous storm raged within her.

Rofkar! In the records of Voodoo, he is a top-level demon god with high power and position in Hell, whose status is not like that of a monarch, but even surpasses that of a monarch!

Legend has it that its origins can be traced back to before Lucifer fell from grace, when its name was already circulating.

After Lucifer took control of Hell, he also put all the wealth and contracts of the human world under his management.

In other words, in hell, it is like the prime minister of the current dynasty, below one demon and above all other demons.

What level of contract would be needed to attract it?

And yet, this very person showed such respect to Suren?!

What terrifying background does this young man with white hair have?!

Suren nodded, but didn't feel any pride.

He knew in his heart that what the other party revered was the Spartan blood in his veins, and the formidable reputation that Dante and Virgil had earned in Hell.

Although I may eventually achieve that level of power, I still have to take it one step at a time.

However, now that we have a tiger skin, we might as well borrow it and try to pull it off.

He asked calmly, "Any news from Hell lately?"

Rofkar replied, "Thank you for your concern, sir."

"Since those two lords left, Hell has been peaceful."

"The vacant spot left by Valak, who was killed by the adults a while ago, has been taken by a demon."

Upon hearing this, Mary Lavo's kneeling body trembled slightly.

Valak is one of the seventy-two demon gods, yet he actually killed a real demon god?!

No wonder he dared to say something like hunting down the Supreme Witch.

If such a being were to go on a killing spree, which witch in all of New Orleans could withstand it?

Rofkar glanced at the lowly witch on the ground and continued, "However, it's said that there's some movement over in Heaven."

"I'm afraid I can't say any more."

The two adults Rofcal mentioned are, without a doubt, Dante and Virgil.

It seems Virgil got itchy again and dragged Dante down to fight.

Furthermore, considering the timing, it coincides with the period around the time Mammon descended.

As for Heaven—

Now that Gabriel has been in charge of Heaven on Earth, his position has been vacant since his divine power was taken back.

It's impossible that Heaven isn't reacting; they must be planning something new.

Suren nodded thoughtfully, "Then let's do it that way, witness the establishment of the contract."

He was just using the name to see if he could gather some free information.

There's no way the other party will say anything more, so it's better to send them away sooner rather than later to avoid any further accidents.

"As you wish."

Rofkar nodded.

The parchment in mid-air split in two, transforming into two streams of light that landed in the hands of Suren and Mary Lavo respectively.

The summoning circle disappeared, and the demon's figure vanished with it.

Only then did Mary Lavo stand up from the ground.

Her expression was complex, her eyes showing both fear of Suren's strength and an undisguised joy.

To be able to form an alliance with such a powerful being is worth any price to pay.

With this confidence, she might also consider expanding her territory.

Voodoo has been hiding in New Orleans for far too long.

Suppressing these thoughts, she didn't say anything more, but instead pressed the hidden compartment on the wall.

A hidden basement door slowly appeared.

"Come with me."

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