Chapter 1372 The exiled Lord of Hell, everything about Mr. Olivier.(2/3)
No interest.
But……
Just like a spicy special dish, this mouthful of divine taste is really strong.
"ah……"
Morlun let out a long breath.
A cyclone of life force full of evil colors was reverberating around him.
This scene.
Even Mr. Stalker couldn't help but be stunned.
really……
To be Mr. Olivier's guest is indeed no ordinary role.
"Mr. Morlun."
"That's why I like to invite you as a guest. Your appreciation of food surprises me."
Mr. Olivier caught the blond poor thing.
Perhaps he has a different position in heaven and has a reward from the Lord.
But...
Now everything is about to disappear.
because……
Mr. Olivier sucked hard with his skull-like jaw...
Rumble.
The fierce fire suddenly lit up the angel.
No!
This is not a big disaster.
Not even the white tablecloth on the dining table was scorched.
The angel that was supposed to be holy and flawless turned into a skeleton at this moment.
Yes……
It is a sign of punishment.
Morlun saw with his own eyes the spider that bit Peter Parker in this world.
Skeleton look!
The sacred power swept by the flames became Mr. Olivier's supplement.
“Taste of chicken.”
"I always thought it was like roasting a turkey, that's what Christmas and angels are all about."
Such evaluation...
This is the divine power that Mr. Olivier likes to quote most. How depraved!
That posture...
He is obviously a devil, but he enjoys the incomplete wings of the sacred Mr. Olivier.
How similar they are to the angel wings that have now turned into skeletons!
"Mr. Olivier."
"No matter why you invited me here, I want to know more."
Morlun felt perfect.
Compared with the snacks I tasted before, it is the warrior totem of Wakanda.
Spider God has enough weight.
Now.
The power of the totem is already so full, just for such a sumptuous meal.
Let’s hear what Mr. Olivier is going to do?!
Since I can't resist.
Then...
Please do as you please.
"You're anxious again."
"The moment you saw me again, Mr. Morlun, what went through your mind?!"
Mr. Olivier threw away the residue nonchalantly.
Finally, we started talking about business.
"Hell Lord!"
Mo Lun told this truth without any concealment.
"The Heir family has always controlled the weaving world, and we own the fate of all spiders."
"But……"
"There is a gap in destiny, which even interferes with our memory."
"But the moment I saw you... I was filled with joy."
right.
What Morlun said is the truth, at least part of it.
"That's right, that's right."
Mr. Olivier showed an exaggerated expression, making his skull face even paler.
"Lord of Hell!"
"Mr. Morlun, you have been hunting in the multiverse for too long."
"I have a few names, I wonder if you still remember them?!"
Mr. Olivier was in no rush to tell his truth.
on the contrary……
He once again asked Mo Lun a few questions.
for example……
"Asmodeus."
"The great devil who is good at conquering and fighting in hell, his legend..."
There is no need for Mr. Olivier to finish.
Regarding the blank part of Mo Lun's memory, some vague pictures appeared.
But……
This is not clearly shown.
"ah……"
"What is the existence of Satanish? Legend has it that it is a time ghost located in history."
Mr. Olivier seems to be caught up in memories of the past.
He spoke speciously while sipping the sacred wine.
Coming...
For Molun, the impact of memory has become greater, and the concept of hell lord is increasing...
Or rather.
The knowledge of hell that should have been forgotten is being retrieved from destiny.
"Maybe I should mention one of the most annoying guys."
"Satan..."
"Marduk Curios, no one in hell will always claim to be Satan."
"Mr. Morlun will never forget such a stupid guy."
Following Mr. Olivier's words, Morlun's satisfaction from just tasting the Spider God gradually disappeared.
I'm sweating...
The deep magic contained in these words is impacting his tangled memory.
Three-headed dragon.
The Satanic Demon King who should have spread in the real dimension and hell.
It seems like he wants to get out of trouble.
But...
All of this is so blurry, and the details are completely unclear.
To be continued...