Hell has invaded, but my Hextech is invincible!

Kalodos is a well-known figure among the many demon lords of Hell.

He has followed the Fifth Demon God for countless years, and in the 333rd level of the 999-level hell, he rules over a single level of territory.

He didn't have any particular quirks, except for two things: trickery and mathematics, and gourmet food.

What suited his taste best were the souls of devout clergy.

In reality, however, there are barriers that make it as difficult as ascending to heaven for one's true form to descend to earth.

This time, he finally managed to make contact with the Adventists in the present world, and with the help of the altar's prior arrangements, he managed to send down a wisp of projection, just to ensure that the gates of hell would be opened.

To this end, he secretly cleared many obstacles for the Adventists.

However, every gift from the devil comes with a price.

The souls of those believers had already been corrupted and riddled with holes by him, waiting only for the ritual to end so they could become his sustenance.

Of course, Adventists consider it an honor to give one's soul to the devil.

The unexpected intrusion of the United Front was not seen as disruption, but as a pleasant surprise by Kalodos.

Variables and constants are the very themes that the demons under the Fifth Demon God are most obsessed with.

He coldly watched his followers being slaughtered, and secretly collected the souls of the dead followers one by one.

He watched as humans destroyed the altar, and instead of being angry, he was filled with anticipation.

So he added another good show.

He secretly lured the church's clergy to this underground space.

As expected, the United Front and the Church drew their swords against each other as soon as they met, turning on one another and killing the other.

Kalodos watched with great interest.

Its original script was perfect: after humans had killed each other to the last person, it would slowly appear and tell the other person that everything was its arrangement, and everything was just a drama it had planned.

But this person tore his script to shreds.

This man is called Hextech.

Calodos sensed an intense aversion emanating from him.

That aura was also present in the little girl Emily standing next to her.

But what's more troublesome is that he couldn't corrupt the man; he was immune to its control.

What it found even more intolerable was that this man actually stopped the fight between the two sides, trying to make the enemies shake hands and make peace.

Since humans are unwilling to kill each other, it will take matters into its own hands.

It first kills the insignificant minions, leaving only a few key figures, who then devour the souls of the clergy while toying with their fears through words.

He had even anticipated that the aloof little nun would summon the Guardian Artifact.

But to his utter surprise, this human not only knew its abilities but also called out its real name.

For demons, their appearance can be ever-changing, and even their abilities can be imitated one another, but only their true name is the proof that distinguishes them from other demons after they become true name demons.

A demon without a real name can be killed but cannot be resurrected.

Demons with true names are the real demons. Nothing in the mortal realm can kill them. Even if they are killed by powerful guardian artifacts, they can be resurrected in the endless abyss.

"Interesting human, how do you know my real name?" It looked at Hex with great interest.

It was pondering what means to break down this human's psychological defenses, to make him completely break down, cry his heart out, and tell it all his secrets.

Let's start with the question of authenticity.

"Want to know?!" A strange smile appeared on Hextech's face.

"I can tell you."

"Because you're just a third-rate character written by a third-rate screenwriter."

"Speaking incomprehensible nonsense, performing performance art comparable to Ryoko's!"

"He seems to see through everything and has a high IQ, but his mind is actually empty."

"How do I know your true name? Because your creator told me."

"By the way, he told me on his own initiative."

"I can't be bothered to even hear the name of a nobody like you."

"If it weren't for your ugly face, I wouldn't remember you at all!"

The room fell silent as soon as those words were spoken.

Kalodos abruptly stopped, disbelief flashing in his deep blue eyes as he stared intently at Hex.

As a powerful demon under the Fifth Demon God, it is born with the ability to distinguish truth from falsehood, and no one can lie to it.

But what did it see?

A treacherous demonic figure appeared above Hextech's head.

A constraint from within itself punished Calodos.

Although the punishment did not harm it, its abilities told it that what the man said was actually true!

How is that possible?!

Could it be that some sovereign bestowed its true name upon this man?

Why?

who is he.

Cardolos was completely dumbfounded.

Even the focused Inessa couldn't help but turn her head and look at Hex in shock.

Hextech wasn't lying; everything he said was true.

Cardolos's real name was indeed given to him by the screenwriter.

He did fast forward while watching the plot, only glancing at it a few times, and didn't pay any attention to it.

Therefore, the only conclusion we can reach regarding the question of truth versus falsehood is that what it says is true.

As for who the creator is in Kalodos's understanding, that's beyond Hextech's concern.

Anyway, this so-called truth or falsehood question was ridiculed by players as a truth or dare game, which is disgusting enough, but it doesn't matter to players who don't care about saving face.

"Horus, I'm becoming more and more interested in you." Kalodos's voice was chilling.

"You can call me by my real name, so it seems you know something about me."

"However, I don't care what your background is."

This is a lie. In fact, Cardolos is about to have its brain fried. It split into thousands of thoughts, constantly analyzing and arguing within its soul, but without reaching a conclusion.

"Because you should know how cruel we are to those who are disrespectful."

Cardolos, unconvinced, decided to test the waters once more.

Two more demons reappeared above Hextech's head.

The question of authenticity!

"Of course I know," Hex said.

"You have been expelled from the 353rd level of hell by the Crimson Minotaur Demon God."

"Back then, when we were fleeing in panic, we didn't even have time to pull up our pants."

"But you colluded with the demons under the Second Demon God and seized the 333rd floor!"

"And then you exaggeratedly proclaimed that it was all your scheme!"

"You deliberately gave up your hometown!"

As soon as he said that, the treacherous demon above his head jumped out.

Calodos froze instantly.

"And another thing, you've met the other great demon you'll ever love," Hextech continued shouting.

"Actually, it was Ariana, the Demon of Desire from the 91st floor, in disguise."

"besides--"

The treacherous demon still haunts him.

The truth, all the truth!

"Stop talking!" Carlodos shouted, breaking down and stopping him from continuing.

The air in the entire cave seemed to freeze at that moment.

"Who...are you?"

For the first time, Calodos's voice carried genuine shock and anger.

That's impossible.

The humiliation of being banished from his territory was known to few demons in Hell, let alone his past with the Demon of Lust, a secret that a mortal human could never know.

Aside from a few of the seventy-two demon gods, only a handful of great demons knew about it.

Could this man really have some connection with the Supreme Heaven?

impossible!

Could it be that I have inadvertently stumbled into the scheme of some being?