Being a blood demon in Terra? I have it in my lifetime!

Dmitri was also wary of Wallach's every move.

"It's just a temporary extra track. Do you mind if Miss Giovanna appears on the set?"

"I'm sorry but I refuse..."

boom!

Before Wallach finished speaking, there was a sudden loud crash from the wall nearby, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

boom!

While they were looking at the wall nervously and confusedly, there was another violent collision sound, as if trying to break the wall down by force.

Seeing this, Wallach directly tortured Dmitri in front of him.

"Is this your man? I don't know what you want to do, but I suggest you send the helper on the other side of the wall to a psychiatric department."

In response, Dmitry, who had bad intentions, immediately responded.

"This is what I should ask you, isn't it your people who are making trouble?"

"Huh? Are you awake?"

Just when both sides were at a loss, bursts of complaints came from the other side of the wall.

"Shit... This street is too narrow. There's no way I can speed through it. Never mind. I'll just fight you guys."

After that, a sound similar to the roar of magic suddenly came from behind the wall.

By the time Wallach, Dmitri and the others realized something was wrong, they had already done what they wanted. The wall came crashing down, and all they saw was a bloody dump truck.

“Puga!”

Dmitry was unable to dodge and was hit by a jeep that suddenly appeared in the room. He crashed into a pillar and broke it. Then he lay peacefully on the ground, looking a little dead.

"Quack! Big brother! Big brother has been assassinated! Quickly seal off the entire area!"

"They actually drove the car indoors. There must be an expert at this!"

Not only the gangsters were panicking, but Wallach also widened his eyes in horror.

Does he remember that this scene wasn't in the script?

In full view of the crowd, the legendary driver of the jeep walked down leisurely and casually glanced at the unlucky guy who was hit and flew away.

"What? My creation is pretty accurate."

"?"

211

Chapter 211: The hero appears!

After an unknown amount of time, Dmitri's hazy consciousness gradually regained consciousness and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Hmm... a strange ceiling..."

Looking at the silver-yellow ceiling, Dmitri couldn't help but smack his lips.

With the help of family members, the drowsy Dmitri barely stood up.

Just as he was about to recall what happened before he fainted, he saw a jeep lying across the corridor backstage at the theater, with a faint smell of blood still lingering on it.

Seeing the jeep in front of him, Dmitri frowned immediately.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to be pushed out by the accelerator of the jeep that suddenly refreshed, and his kidney was almost broken.

Dmitri looked around and saw that Wallach and the rest of the gang were long gone.

"Damn it... Sure enough, it's that Colombian bastard's back-up plan..."

Dmitri's fever rose sharply and he gritted his teeth. Just as he raised his hand to destroy the jeep's engine, a voice suddenly stopped him.

"Why take out your anger on a car, Demeter?"

"Leon?"

Looking at Leontuso who appeared in front of him, Dmitri's eyes showed a bit of surprise.

"Why are you... No, what happened? How long have I been unconscious?"

"Not long after, but... things seem to have become a little more complicated..."

"What do you mean?"

"A madman broke into the theater. Wallach probably can't stop that madman. What's more important is... he claims to be an employee of Penguin Logistics."

"?"

Ignoring Dmitri's confused look, Leon looked at the jeep with the Penguin Logistics logo, thoughtfully.

After a long time, Leon slowly said:

"First, clean up this car and don't damage it. I have a feeling that what's going to happen next might be a little worse..."

At the same time, the performance of the play has reached its climax.

Kong, who was singing at his best, was showing off his singing skills, while Texas, who was not in the mood to play, just raised his nose.

'Smell of blood... upstairs?'

Texas clenched the bass in his hand, and his expression became more serious.

Lapland, who was in the audience OMO, also took action.

Maintaining her elegant demeanor, she threw aside a pocket watch and counted the passing of every second.

"It's almost time to prepare..."

click -

However, just as Lapland was about to stand up, a sound of cracking suddenly came from above, and a crack appeared in the ceiling in the center of the theater.

Lappland stared at the ceiling above, tilting his head in confusion.

She had already smelled the smell of blood upstairs, but besides that... there seemed to be a very familiar smell?

Boom!

The next moment, the ceiling of the theater suddenly collapsed, leaving a huge hole, and several figures fell from the crack.

“Puga!”

Wallach spat out a mouthful of blood instantly, and then a frivolous but heavy figure fell on Wallach's chest, pushing his body down.

"The hero appears!"

Lucifer, who triggered his ultimate move, showed a healthy smile and appeared in everyone's sight.

Afterwards, the falling of the crowd and rubble raised up billowing smoke and dust. Some ordinary audiences dispersed in a hurry like frightened birds and beasts. Even Texas and Kong, who were in charge of the performance, stopped. Only the sound of the bass music was still ringing uncontrollably.

But no one cared about this because they all saw Lucifer.

"That was...Lucifer?"

"Yes, that's right, he's back."

Little did Texas know that as she said this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

No one had expected that Lucifer, who in their eyes had set out to pursue his dreams, would suddenly descend from the sky to Syracuse and physically land in front of them.

Even Lapland couldn't help but hum.

"Hmm... What an unexpected development. I'm already curious about what will happen next."

Imagining the scene becoming increasingly chaotic due to Lucifer's interference, Lapland couldn't help but grin, revealing the same healthy smile as Lucifer.

Soon, when the smoke and dust in the theater cleared, only Lucifer was left standing in the ruins, while everyone else, including Wallach, fell into a peaceful sleep.

Lucifer turned around and looked at Texas on the stage.

The two eyes, one gold and one red, met. There was no verbal communication, but Texas seemed to understand what Lucifer meant.

She nodded solemnly to Lucifer, then smashed the cello in her arms with her elbow, revealing two sharp swords hidden inside.

Without any hesitation, Texas, holding two swords in his hands, stepped on the fallen stones to build a path, jumped straight over the hole in the ceiling, and continued to walk upstairs.

Due to an unexpected accident, the performance was suspended, and the audience dispersed. The theater filled with various buffs should have become deserted, but unexpectedly it became lively again because of the voice of the Archangel.

"Hey! Lucifer! Long time no see!"

"Where did Lucifer go to make his fortune again?"

Exia and Croissant jumped out of the audience and warmly greeted Lucifer, the returning veteran.

Looking at one or two familiar faces, Lucifer couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"I told you but you didn't come."

"How do you know if I'm coming?"

"Then I'll treat you to a seven-day trip to Kazdel?"

"Hahaha, where were we just now? Oh yes, long time no see, Lucifer."

Croissant, who changes his face in zero frames, attempts to impersonate Mastema and try to go back in time.

Although she had never been to Kazdel, Croissant, who had been doing business for many years, was more or less aware of Kazdel's bad reputation. It was said that it was a place where even the most vicious human traffickers would stay away.

The Archangel standing beside him paused for a moment, with the smile on his face completely frozen.

At that time, Lapland clapped his hands and walked towards Lucifer and the others step by step.

"What a hearty debut. Lucifer, why don't you tell us where you went to settle down before?"

Laplande tilted her head and asked Lucifer with a smile.

Bernardo, who was on the third floor, looked at the theater below with a very subtle expression.

"Is this part of the so-called performance, Mr. Bernardo?"

"..."

Faced with Lavinia's questioning, Bernardo could only answer with silence.

He knew better than anyone that Syracuse was never short of chaos and surprises, but Lucifer was clearly not in Syracuse's script.