Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

He thought that he was the one who put his wife in an awkward situation.

Therefore, he wanted to do his best to make this happen.

Let your father-in-law and mother-in-law change their views on you, and let your wife have a place to return to.

“The question is where to choose.”

"It's just building a new capital. It's not a difficult task."

"The real difficulty lies in the fact that the foot of Lilith City is now where the spiritual veins of the underworld converge."

“It’s not easy to find such a good place in the center.”

Aqiuka rubbed his frowning brows.

The original site selection for Lilith City took more than fifty years.

Now they had to move to a new capital, and Aqiuka had seen a host of difficulties before he even started.

“That’s not all.”

“The medical system, the education system, the social security system.”

"The expansion of the Underworld formation."

"The link of traffic..."

"The complete integration of the two races requires too many things to be dealt with, um..."

"Seraflor-chan is almost completely burned."

Serafla, who was wearing a magical girl outfit, collapsed weakly onto the table.

The pile of magnificent human hearts in the chest were also crushed by the owner without any care.

One can't help but sigh at the cruelty of the owner.

"Hold on a little longer, Seraphlu."

Sirzechs showed a gentle smile. He was holding a map of the underworld in his hand and seemed to be studying something.

"How about I give you a holiday after this matter is resolved?"

"Serafulu."

Upon hearing this, Serafla, who had been looking listless, suddenly perked up.

"Are you telling the truth?"

“I haven’t held a concert for a long time.”

"If this continues, Miku-chan's popularity will surpass mine."

Ultimately, this was what was most difficult for Serafla to accept.

It was clear that she had only brought Mijiu into the industry for a short while.

As a result, Miku's popularity soared like a rocket.

His support rate in the underworld has been soaring.

Now it is hanging tightly behind Serafla.

This gave Seraflor such a great sense of crisis.

However, this is understandable.

After all, she is beautiful, has a great body, and her voice sounds like it was kissed by an angel, with a unique charm.

And there is also the passionate push from the Asmodeus family.

It would be strange if Mijiu wasn't popular.

"Leave it to us until then."

"Now please Seraphlu, work hard."

Serafla was resurrected with full health.

As the saying goes, if you want the horse to run, you have to give it grass.

For Serafla, holidays are the best food.

"Then let's continue discussing the affairs of the capital."

"How about near Angliss Falls."

Sirzechs spread out the map in his hand, placed it where everyone could see it, and pointed to one of the locations.

“It’s a really nice location.”

“Let’s move the capital there!”

A sudden voice suddenly sounded, and everyone present immediately stood up and turned their eyes to the door.

"As for the trouble of moving the capital."

"I'll take care of it later."

"The gathering of spiritual veins and the construction of the capital city, I will complete all of this within one day."

Vitan came in with Gurefia.

After nodding slightly to accept the respect from everyone present, he sat directly in the main seat reserved for him.

I saw him clasping his hands together with his fingers interlaced, his chin resting lightly on the back of his hands.

"No matter how fast our demons' infrastructure construction is, we can't build a city out of thin air without a month."

"This doesn't match the time I booked."

He once single-handedly created a national-level city that could accommodate five million people.

Now all we have to do is build a demon capital that can accommodate a population of 500,000.

For Vitan, whose strength has become much stronger than before, this is a very simple matter.

"In that case, thank you for your help."

Sirzechs blinked his eyes and said respectfully.

The name has changed unconsciously.

Vitan is about to ascend to the highest position in the underworld, and because of their relationship, they can be more casual in addressing each other in private.

However, this is what must be done in such formal occasions.

"That's right, Lord Vitan!"

"Lord Hades is missing, and now the underworld has begun to riot."

"Hestia and Poseidon from Greek mythology have already launched an investigation into the matter."

Sirzechs paused his writing.

I immediately reported this important matter.

"As I said that day, inform the Greek pantheon and other pantheons."

"All management rights of the underworld have been taken back by the Biblical pantheon."

"The evidence of Hades' crimes will also be handed over to Greece to shut them up."

"If they still have objections, let them come in person."

Vitan sneered.

Then he stretched out his palm and slowly opened his five fingers.

A ball of pitch-black light then appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Of course, Hades' Law of Death has been completely refined by me."

"If they want the body back, I can send them a box of bone residue."

"hiss……"

I don't know who it was, but I gasped in shock at this situation.

But this is quite normal.

After all, anyone who sees such a scene will be shocked.

You know, Vitan's approach completely refined the essence of Hades.

Hades is the embodiment of the law of death.

Without the rules of death, there is no way he can resurrect.

After that, no matter how many thousands of years passed, Hades would have no chance of reviving.

"Okay, don't worry about trivial things that don't need to be taken seriously."

Vitan waved his hand, straightened his expression, and cleared his throat.

The others immediately fell silent, waiting for Vitan's next words.

"In my design, the new underworld will be jointly managed by the seven monarchs of hell."

"The new capital is about to be established, and the seven monarchs need to be decided immediately."

No one sitting here interrupted Vitan.

Are all listening silently.

"First of all, the number of monarch seats on the demon side will not increase."

"It's still the four seats of Asmodeus, Lucifer, Beelzebub, and Leviathan."

"The personnel will still be the original Demon King."

"Sirzex, Serafla, Achuka, and Gurefia, the four of you will take charge."

I think everyone has already guessed all of this.

No one was surprised by this at all.

Only Seraphlu laughed out loud, which was inappropriate.

"I'm afraid the people will be confused. Clearly, Grayfia-chan just stepped down as the Demon King, but after just a few days, he returned to his original position."

“It’s just a change of events.”

“No one can predict what will happen next.”

Gurefia maintained her cold tone and accent as always, with a very calm expression.

“That’s right.”

Vitan nodded in agreement, then turned his attention to Shemhasa.

"The remaining three spots are reserved for the fallen angels."

"Mammon the Greedy, Samael the Wrathful, Belial the Slothful."

Azazel stroked his pointed mustache and said with emotion:

“This is really a very generous treatment.”

"It turns out that the Fallen Angels joining us is not wrong."

Before Azazel could finish his sigh, Vitan's next words choked Azazel.

Even Serafla couldn't help but turn her gaze to the side.

"The strength of the Seven Lords of Hell must be beyond that of a transcendent being."

"Therefore, you need to raise your strength to the level of a Transcendent within the next ten days."

"..."

The scene immediately became quiet.

After a long while, Azazel's expression became complicated and he murmured:

"Lord Vitan, if today is the first time we meet."

"I absolutely think you are deliberately making things difficult for us."