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Seeing Mephisto's face of approval and trust, Luke had to lament that the Constantine skill card was simply a killer move against the devil.

The Lord of Hell, who was famous for his cunningness and scheming...

Under his babble, he lost the intellectual high ground.

The old devil already began to imagine a beautiful Hotel Inferno Chain becoming bigger and stronger and listed in the stock exchange.

Mephisto aspired to win the 'Satan' title in one fell swoop and become the veritable ruler of Hell.

At that time, what Beelzebub, what Asmodeus? All the little brothers could only obediently submit to his will.

Not to mention those bird people from Heaven, and forget about the Sorcerer Supreme in Kamar Taj; Satan, the ruler of Hell, only needed to be cautious of the Trinity of Vishanti.

No matter whether he was faced with dimensional demons or ancient bosses, those three together, in a small fight or a big fight, never paid attention to what the lesser beings did.

"Well, don't worry about the future, be down-to-earth, stable, and steady."

Luke glanced at the old devil who was smiling from ear to ear, cleared his throat, and said, "The plan looks perfect, and there's nothing wrong with it."

"However, it's also necessary for the executor to have sufficient ability. Otherwise, it would just be all talk and no practical meaning."

Mephisto coughed in embarrassment, realizing that he was a little carried away.

Before starting a business, thinking about listing was just too far off into the distance.

"Master, I think your plan is very feasible."

The old devil's attitude gradually warmed up. With the previous in-depth conversation, he inexplicably had a strange impulse to make Luke a confidant.

In Mephisto's view, there was obviously a devil's soul hidden under the cloak of the Sorcerer Supreme.

But with a little moral bottom line and moral integrity, who would think of such a perfect way to harvest souls?

He was simply born to be a devil!

Compared to the time he met Agamotto and the Ancient One, conflict and disgust subconsciously rose up.

Mephisto's feelings for Luke were completely different, and there was a vague sense of mutual admiration.

"I'll go back to hell later and see if I can make an alliance with a few 'friends' I know."

The old devil stroked his chin and hooked Luke's shoulder with his opposite hand.

Who would have thought, a Sorcerer Supreme, and a Lord of Hell...

These two could also collide with each other and get together.

"By the way, Old Devil, there are so many soul chips in the casino that can be used as a demonstration of the results."

Luke advised, acting like he's doing his best and thinking about Mephisto.

"You should bring all those big devils to Las Vegas and show them what real soul harvesting and entertainment culture is all about."

"The idea of Heaven has long been outdated. Before long, people preferred bosoms that can warm their cold hearts and lusty images, rather than believing in God."

Luke took Mephisto into the elevator. As if he could foresee the future, his tone seemed like a hero pointing out the beautiful landscape to the skeptical masses.

With the advent of the internet age, the religious system in Heaven would continue to grow weak.

Harvesting souls won't be effective enough compared to the number of devotees.

If the great devils of the seven deadly sins of Hell struck hard and entertained...

Those angels who emphasized truth, kindness, beauty, and sacrifice; their earnings might not be able to compare to the other side.

In a materialistic society, what could be more heart-warming than bosoms and a hot body?

"Speaking of this, Old Devil, you should be careful about Asmodeus. He is the master of lust and may become your biggest competitor in the future."

Luke warned.

Lust was the first productive force of mankind.

"I'll remember."

Mephisto nodded.

Although he didn't understand why Luke said that, the Sorcerer Supreme's foresight could never be wrong.

'Just, because of the precept of the Temple of the Three, and the existence of the Sorcerer Supreme. '

The old devil turned to another question and hesitatingly said, "The great devils of Hell may not be willing to come to the human world, and even if they do, they may not agree."

Luke smiled calmly; he wasn't worried.

Arriving at the top floor of the hotel, the two men looked out at the brightly lit Las Vegas.

"If someone disagrees or holds an opposing view..."

"You can mention me. Although I'm a gentle person, and I don't like fighting and killing..."

"But to be honest, I have a lot of experience in persuading others and educating them through persuasion."

Luke took the initiative and volunteered to exchange ideas with the other big devils.

The reasoning was a simple thing to do.

With one punch down...

All the big devils would be obedient.

"Then, I'll leave it to you, Master."

Mephisto was overjoyed.

Luke's way of reasoning with virtue was something he understood deeply.

It's time to let other big devils feel the power of the Sorcerer Supreme's iron fist ... Oh no, it should be physical persuasion.

"So, what do you think we should do with Vegas's Hotel Inferno?"

The old devil felt that the landscape was very different from before.

The business in Las Vegas couldn't satisfy his ambition at all.

"You can continue to operate, but you don't have to hide."

Luke couldn't help but gag when he thought of the pitch-black look and the smoke coming out of the hotel.

"Old Devil, you're a serious businessman from now on, don't try to use some crooked and illegal means."

"Open the hotel, then go through legal procedures, apply for a certificate first, then buy land, and then seriously manage it and make a name for yourself."

Hotel Inferno was so shabby on the surface. It didn't attract the attention of the local residents.

So many people entered here and never came out again, but the police didn't receive any reports.

Obviously, Mephisto used his power to exert influence.

"Yes, yes, I was short-sighted. I just wanted to have a little fun. I didn't consider the follow-up."

Mephisto accepted it modestly and decided to turn over a new leaf, becoming a serious businessman.

Now, he only wanted to build his own Hell Group and harvest souls to earn the name of 'Satan' as soon as possible.

"Old Devil, a big devil with ideals, abilities, and entrepreneurial passion like you, will surely succeed! I have my eye on you!"

Luke patted the other on the shoulder encouragingly.

"I'll definitely work hard to lead Hell, to become bigger and stronger than Heaven."

The old devil's passion seemed to be ignited, looking towards the dark night sky covered by dark clouds, as he spoke in an aggressive tone.

He hadn't forgotten the humiliation caused by Archangel Gabriel. He had been holding back for a hundred years in order to one day launch a counterattack!

"Hmm, I'll leave the preparation of Hell Group to you. I'll come and cut the ribbon on the day of its establishment."

Seeing that the conversation was almost over, Luke was satisfied and ready to leave.

Placing Howard's soul into its flesh, he was prepared to go to Kamar Taj for a while to report this matter to the Ancient One.

The Sorcerer Supreme reaching cooperation with the devils in Hell was something unprecedented.

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