Stop your people at once."
Mephisto gnashed his teeth, glaring at Qinuo with eyes full of rage and hatred. How he hated him! This was a humiliation he had never experienced before.
Qinuo stood with his arms crossed, saying nothing, merely watching him coldly.
"What are you waiting for?"
Mephisto yelled urgently, and before he finished speaking, a Heat Vision beam struck him, sending him flying.
With a loud boom, Mephisto's body slammed heavily into a small mountain.
The mountain crumbled, and countless rocks of various sizes rolled down, raising a cloud of dust that obscured the sky.
"You should adjust your attitude."
"Slave!"
Qinuo slowly flew above Mephisto, his eyes still retaining an un-faded red glow.
Mephisto struggled to lift his head, looking up at Qinuo in the sky, his eyes filled with despair and anger.
He clearly felt that 8% of his authority had vanished. If this continued, the consequences would be unimaginable.
He slowly lowered his head, kneeling heavily on the ground, kowtowing, his body trembling slightly as he said, "Please forgive your slave, Master."
"Go, slave."
Qinuo looked down at him indifferently, his voice devoid of any emotion.
"Yes."
Mephisto responded in a low voice, rising with an air of extreme dejection, as if he had lost his soul, and obediently followed behind Qinuo.
In a mysterious underground cavern, countless runes flickering with eerie light adorned the surrounding walls, completely isolating the aura within and possessing powerful defensive capabilities, preventing even spatial teleportation from entering.
If it weren't for the Hell Bracelet, even the most astute explorer would find it difficult to locate this place.
"How long has it been? I wonder how Qinuo is doing."
Venom murmured, full of worry. In Hell, the passage of time was imperceptible, and the Hell Core had been under Mephisto's control for many years, making it increasingly difficult the longer it went on.
This was even with the Symbiote's innate corrosive properties; otherwise, there would be no hope at all.
Rumble!
The tightly sealed rock wall suddenly slowly opened, and a crimson demon walked in with heavy steps.
"Mephisto! Did Qinuo lose?!" Venom was startled, her heart instantly sinking.
However, just then, she heard a familiar voice from behind Mephisto.
"How could that be? If I really lost, I would be the first to appear, taking you with me to escape."
Qinuo's confident voice came, instantly settling Venom's anxious heart.
Qinuo slowly emerged from the deep shadows, his steps steady and powerful, exuding an invisible aura of majesty.
Mephisto, meanwhile, stood with his head bowed, respectfully to the side, his posture humble and submissive, completely devoid of the arrogance and swagger he had previously displayed as a Hell Lord.
As Qinuo approached, the surrounding air seemed to grow heavier. His resolute face was faintly visible in the dim light, and his deep eyes shimmered with the light of victory.
"Why are you naked and putting on airs? You scared me. Hurry up and tell me what happened."
Venom mercilessly exposed him, a black head poking out from the red crystal.
At this moment, Qinuo was indeed still naked, but he showed no signs of shyness.
Not to mention his current body was perfect, and considering that this place was full of demons, he and Venom also shared that kind of intimate relationship where 'you know my depth, and I know your length.'
"Can't I just put on a show for a bit? After all, it was a tough battle."
Qinuo's facade broke in a second, and he grumbled discontentedly.
"When we go back, Pamela and I will let you show off as much as you want. Hurry up." Hearing Venom's words, Qinuo immediately beamed with joy, thinking that Venom had new tricks up her sleeve.
"Simply put, this guy is afraid of death..."
Qinuo spoke animatedly for a long time, while Venom nodded occasionally in understanding.
Mephisto stood by with his head lowered, fuming inwardly but daring not to speak, his eye twitching. You two can chat, but can you please stop the erosion?
However, the erosion of authority continued, reaching 10%.
"So we can go home after this fight," Venom summarized.
"Yes, this guy has already signed the contract."
Qinuo said, feeling very confident about the contract, and reached out to place his hand on Venom's large head.
Venom also slowly flowed onto Qinuo's body, instantly transforming into a cool Superman battle suit.
"What is this?"
Qinuo asked, looking at a red crystal in his hand, puzzled.
"It's the Hell Core I eroded. It's useless to me."
Mephisto's eyes widened, his heart bleeding. That was his Hell! That was his lifeblood!
"Master, can you please return it to me?"
Mephisto looked at Qinuo with a fawning expression, his eyes full of pleading.
Although it had been eroded, if he could get it back, he could spend time regaining control.
"Give it back to you, huh."
Qinuo casually toyed with the crystal, a half-smile playing on his lips as he spoke.
"Yes, Master, if I lose this core, my strength will decrease by ten percent, and I will be attacked by other Hell Lords."
Mephisto quickly said, his voice filled with urgency and pleading.
"Only ten percent? That's enough to save your life. Consider this your welcoming gift."
Qinuo said indifferently, then placed the crystal on his wrist.
From the very beginning, he felt his Hell craving this item.
Soon after he placed it, the crystal was rapidly absorbed. The boundaries of his Hell began to expand, and it seemed to have gained some new functions. He would figure them out later.
"Such powerful strength, Your Majesty has won."
Xi, who was still in the treasury, suddenly felt a surge of powerful energy within her.
As the administrator of Hell, she received the most benefits and could also sense the changes in Hell.
"You useless lot, you've received His Majesty's reward, now hurry up!"
Crack! Crack!
Two whips cracked.
The already exhausted Space Demon and Devouring Demon jolted, and their speed of devouring treasures became even faster.
So tired! It was almost full, and now the space for strength improvement has expanded again.
"Master, why are you glowing?"
Abomination, who was searching for remaining demons around the castle, asked, looking at the Masochistic Demon whose body was glowing red.
"I don't know?"
Basa was also very confused. His strength had increased, but he was certain that all of this was related to His Majesty.
"Pfft..."
Mephisto was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. He painfully sensed his power continuously draining away, and he could even perceive the boundary space of Hell beginning to collapse.
"Do you have an opinion?"
Qinuo glanced at him coldly, his gaze seemingly capable of freezing his soul.
"No, Master, it's just old injuries."
Mephisto quickly lowered his head, his body trembling slightly, not daring to resist in the slightest.
"That's good."
Qinuo withdrew his gaze and looked at the red crystal again.
Although he could completely order Mephisto to hand over the entire Hell Core, if he did, a powerless Mephisto would surely be attacked by other Hell Lords or even his own demons, and then he would have to save him himself.
Thinking of this, he clearly understood that a living Mephisto was much more useful than a dead one.