A middle-aged man in a neat white suit with a somewhat neurotic smile, and an older man in an elegant black suit , holding a scepter of civilization , standing before this sea of fire. The golden Divine Fire gushed forward, yet the distance between them seemed to grow ever-widening. Even though the two men made no movement, the flames did not reach their feet.
The middle-aged man in the white suit, watching the roaring Divine Fire, grinned and laughed mockingly.
"Ah, ah, my old neighbor. It seems you've provoked someone very powerful. This powerful Fire is far more frightening than any of my brothers."
"What are you doing here?" Compared to the ever-spreading Divine Fire, the well-dressed old gentleman seemed more wary of his neighbor. "This is my Hell , not yours. If you suddenly appear here, should I assume you're preparing to fight me?"
"No, no, no, don't think that, old neighbor!" The man in the white suit waved his hands swiftly, his mouth wide open in an innocent smile. "I heard some noise and came to check. You know, if a neighbor's house is on fire, as neighbors we should help if possible."
"Should I help put out the fire? I think you're trying to take advantage of the situation!" Anger flared on the old gentleman's face. He slammed the staff of civilization hard into the ground . The earth before him, engulfed by the Divine Fire, instantly collapsed completely.
The surface collapsed, the mountains crumbled, and the earth cracked. Gigantic fissures, ablaze with Divine Fire, tore apart all the land like floating dragons. Then came a thundering roar, and all the earth, like drifting tectonic plates, completely sank and was overturned.
The Realm of Infinite Void appeared beneath the earth, like a giant monster devouring the world , slowly consuming the lands ablaze with divine fire. Faced with this boundless Realm of Void , the expressions on the faces of the two men differed.
The old gentleman's face appeared calm, but a closer look revealed a twitching of his eyebrows and facial muscles; this clearly indicated that he was beginning to feel a slight pang of pain after causing such a great commotion.
On the other hand, the smiling man in the white suit was radiating happiness and exuded an indescribable joy.
"Ah, ah. Indeed, only an old Master like you could possess such profound wisdom and such great courage. To sacrifice such a vast Realm directly to the Void Realm , I thought you were trying to extinguish the Fire or something!"
Hearing such openly sarcastic remarks, the old man's face grew even more sullen.
" Devil , you're not wanted here. If you don't leave now, don't blame me for being rude."
As soon as the warning words were heard, thick black smoke instantly rose from the old man's body. Countless vengeful souls of the dead roamed freely within this black smoke, emitting terrifying screams.
And against the backdrop of this black smoke, the old gentleman's face suddenly took on an utterly terrifying expression; his muscles were tensed , the corners of his mouth torn. With those wild, dull yellow, vertical pupils, he was literally like a devil. Or rather, he was a devil.
Mephisto , the most ancient of the true demons born on this earth , also possessed and ruled a separate dimensional realm outside of this world called Hell .
"You're not welcoming me, so I'm leaving. We're neighbors, let's not resort to physical violence."
The man in the white suit still had a cheerful smile on his face. The joy radiating from his bones was visible to everyone. As he spoke, he wiggled his toes. A sticky liquid, like asphalt oil, trickled from beneath his feet, almost turning the ground beneath him into a black swamp.
This man, known as Satan , had no ordinary past. He was once a co-ruler of Heaven, but now he was the ruler of another Hell . He commanded countless Fallen Angels and powerful demons . In terms of sheer power, this man, who had fallen from the head of the angels to the king of the demons, was not far inferior to Mephisto , the oldest of the demons . This was evident in Mephisto's unease .
Therefore, the credibility of the claim, "I just came to check on a neighbor," was perfectly clear.
Demons and devils were not beings that could coexist harmoniously; their struggles were sometimes even more brutal than the struggles between demons and God.
However, as rulers of the two hells , neither Satan nor Mephisto had any intention of starting a war. Satan had only come to see if there was an opportunity to rub salt in the wound. And even if there wasn't, watching the old man suffer was still a pleasure.
The current situation was that, although he didn't gain a direct advantage, Mephisto was already pleased by the losses he was experiencing. The Underworld was growing incredibly slowly; it would take thousands of years for such a large territory to grow. Today's Fire had forced Mephisto to cut off a limb to save his body , so how could he not be happy?
Mephisto's rage instantly intensified as he watched the devil disappear into hell with an irritating laugh .
First, he touched the ground beneath his feet, and this action caused the earth, soaked with the black fluid flowing from the Devil's body, to leave his sphere of influence . He sent it to Earth , and then directly back to the Void Realm, which was still receding .
Mephisto knew his old enemy very well. He was cunning, shrewd, and skillful; just like Mephisto . Therefore, one shouldn't assume that what this man left behind were ordinary footprints. Mephisto was certain that there were some insidious tricks involved.
Therefore, without hesitation, he simply abandoned this piece of land. He had already sacrificed so much; it didn't matter if he made any more sacrifices.
However, Mephisto's heart still ached at the thought of today's losses. His power stemmed from this Hell , so sacrificing such a domain was no different than cutting off one of his fingers. The pain had penetrated to his very bones, and naturally, Mephisto deeply hated the man who had inflicted such suffering upon him.
"Divine Fire, a new god appearing in the human world ?" Mephisto muttered to himself, immediately recognizing his enemy's identity by the power of the flames . He had already begun preparing to retaliate against his enemy using his own methods.
Gods were never supreme, at least not for demons. Even the greatest gods would one day fall from grace. Mephisto had witnessed many such instances. Therefore, he was far from optimistic about this enemy's future.
Zhou Yi still didn't know what kind of trouble his spark had brought upon him. He was still at the Victory Family mansion, waiting for news from the Dark Council .
At this moment, Victor Manor had completely shed its previous desolate and eerie appearance. In the hands of Emilia , a skilled vampire , this magnificent mansion had undergone a complete transformation.
In the mansion's main hall, enormous crystal chandeliers hung high, casting an immeasurable light. Multiple light sources were placed behind each window. The bright, dazzling light filled almost every corner of the mansion. This was a clear declaration of their return to the Dark Council .
Such open and direct behavior could have been seen as a provocation by the Council. However , although Antonidas knew it was a provocation, he did not dare to react harshly.
Victor rushed to the mansion as soon as he received the report from his subordinates who were watching over it. But faced with these obvious remnants of his family, Victor dared not make a move. The only reason was the man sitting on the Master's throne .
Thinking of the infamous vampire , now completely disconnected from the Elder and the Council, and faced with inexplicable orders, he had no choice but to cast aside all his pride and show the utmost respect to the man who once held their lives in his hands, and to Victorious, the vampires who once controlled their destinies .
He not only freed the Victor family members under his command, whom he could not touch or release , but he also presented an official letter on behalf of the Dark Council . In a way, this was a sign of the Council's surrender. And this was unprecedented in the Council's nearly thousand-year history.
As a member of the council, Antonidas naturally felt a profound sense of humiliation. But even the greatest humiliation could only be swallowed in the face of absolute power.
He had no chance of getting revenge against a powerful man like Zhou Yi. It was better to endure the humiliation and live a little longer than to sacrifice his life for momentary gratification. He believed he deserved to have no standing in the eyes of such a person.
In reality , things weren't as Antonidas thought them to be in Zhou Yi's eyes.
Zhou Yi received the supposed letter from the beautiful vampire of the Victory Family . He flipped through it and smiled at this inconspicuous, unassuming character.
"So, your Council wants to apologize to me for everything they've done before. And the Council president will also visit me in person. Is that correct?"
"Yes, my Lord . Everything is as you see it. On behalf of the Council, we offer you our deepest apologies. And we will return all their property to the Victor family . Furthermore, we will transfer several clans in Britain and properties registered in the name of the Council to the Victor family . This is to express our most sincere gratitude. Moreover, the Grand President of the Council has already departed and will come to London shortly to personally convey his apologies ."
Antonidas bowed his head and spoke with utmost sincerity. He not only offered a verbal apology but also prepared substantial gifts to express his remorse.
Zhou Yi didn't know how significant this generous gift was. But from Emilia's heavy breathing beside him , he could sense that it was definitely a generous gift from the Victor family , perhaps something Emilia had never imagined .
Emilia truly hadn't expected such a situation. The Council's apology was beyond her wildest dreams, almost making her believe she was dreaming. But she knew very well that it wasn't a dream, that it was real. And all of this was because of this powerful man. The more she thought about it, the more determination grew in her eyes. Even if it meant sacrificing everything she had, she had made her decision.
He no longer saw only the Victor family ; he saw something deeper and broader.