Although the Hell Lords felt there was some truth to Mephisto's words, now was not the time to debate who was right.
At this moment, they only had one thought: to kill Mephisto to vent their anger; as for whether they lived or died afterward, that could be put aside for now.
Mephisto, who was currently shuttling between various Hells and running for his life, secretly cursed his carelessness. He was struck by a furious blow from Lucifer, and immediately, all his escape routes were blocked by the Hell Lords.
"Mephisto, where do you think you'll run now!"
"If it weren't for you, this damned old goat, how would we have gotten involved in this conflict!"
"Die!"
Without further ado, Lucifer attacked again, Beelzebub followed closely, and the other Greater Demons, unwilling to be outdone, all unleashed their fury upon Mephisto.
Mephisto felt as though he might really die here!
His strength was on par with these Hell Lords; in a one-on-one fight, he feared no one, and if given enough time to plan and strategize, he was even confident he could completely eliminate any one of them.
But now, these irrational fellows truly left him with no power to resist.
As happy as his twelve allies were when they formed an alliance with him to carve up his domain, their desire to kill him was just as intense now.
Barely blocking one attack, his body was already covered in wounds again, and his aura instantly weakened by a significant margin.
However, the astute Mephisto noticed Kytheron watching their infighting from afar with a half-smile.
In an instant, his survival instinct made a thought flash through his mind.
Just as he was distracted, his body was pierced by Lucifer's greatsword, and black flames, like maggots on a corpse, began to burn his demonic body.
"Lucifer, let's die together!"
At this moment, Mephisto seemed to have fallen into complete Madness, even his soul began to burn, vowing to perish with Lucifer with a determination to take him down with him.
This sudden turn of events startled both Lucifer and the Hell Lords present.
No matter what life form, the desperate counterattack before Death is the most terrifying, especially when the opponent is a Greater Demon of equal strength.
Even if the opponent's all-or-nothing move couldn't kill him completely, serious injury was certain, and no one could guarantee that even though he shouted Lucifer's name, his target couldn't be any of them.
Therefore, in an instant, the encirclement around Mephisto immediately dispersed!
However, what they never expected was that the potential Mephisto unleashed by burning his soul did not lead him towards any of them the moment they dispersed.
Under the furious hatred of all the Greater Demons, Mephisto rushed to Kytheron.
This time, it wasn't a single knee kneel to show submission as before, but a double-knee kneel, prostrating himself before Kytheron in a kowtow position.
"Master, I have already shown you my submission, and for the next hundred thousand years, I will be your absolutely loyal servant."
"Your servant Mephisto requests your protection!"
At this time, Mephisto still wanted to play dumb, hoping to exchange his life for a mere hundred thousand years.
However, his wishful thinking was too loud; the abacus beads were practically bouncing onto Kytheron's face!
"Submission, servant, are merely verbal promises. When you deceive mortals, you at least put on a proper show with a contract. What you're saying is a bit too childish!"
"Moreover, to think that a mere hundred thousand years of servitude would be enough to earn my protection for your life, is your time, Mephisto, really that valuable?"
Kytheron said slowly.
Hearing this, Mephisto knew he was completely trapped this time!
But compared to Death, truly becoming Kytheron's permanent servant didn't seem so difficult to accept, after all, the other party's strength far surpassed his own.
The weak submit to the strong; this is the iron rule of Hell's survival.
At this moment, Mephisto continuously used the spiritual victory method to self-hypnotize, allowing himself to accept it more smoothly.
Immediately, Mephisto, having made up his mind, did not hesitate, suddenly extended his right hand, fiercely plunged it into his chest, and then pulled out his demonic heart, offering it to Kytheron.
"Master, I offer my heart to you as a token of my loyalty."
Mephisto held his bloody, still-beating heart and offered it to Kytheron, appearing to be incredibly resolute in upholding his belief in loyalty.
However, such tricks might fool young, inexperienced divine beings who are born holy, but playing this trick with Kytheron was another matter.
Kytheron's eyes were cold, and two heat visions instantly turned the heart Mephisto held into dust. He raised his foot and fiercely stepped on the head of this once arrogant Greater Demon.
"Ah!"
The intense pain made Mephisto groan uncontrollably.
"Mephisto, it seems you truly wish to die!"
Even at this point, you can't give up your little tricks. Are you perhaps taking me for those fools?
As Kytheron spoke, he pointed his hand towards the group of Greater Demons who were on high alert.
Insult, it was a naked insult again, but these Greater Demons were helpless.
By this point, Mephisto clearly felt the undisguised killing intent from Kytheron, directed precisely at him.
Immediately, he offered his soul essence.
For them, demons, the true demonic body is important, but the most fundamental is still the soul.
And every demon is a Master of manipulating souls, so, unless it's the very last moment, they would absolutely not allow any entity to touch their soul.
"You say, wouldn't it have been over if you had done this earlier? Why did you have to act so cheap in front of me? What was the point!"
Without any politeness, Kytheron casually took Mephisto's soul essence and directly branded it with his slave mark, an omega symbol radiating dark red.
From then on, everything about Mephisto was under his control. If he dared to have even a tiny bit of disloyalty, Kytheron could directly make his soul scatter, leaving only his demonic body.
"Now, get out of the way yourself. If you get caught in the crossfire, you can only blame your own bad luck!"
Kytheron withdrew his foot from Mephisto and ordered him to get out of the way, so as not to be a hindrance.
Mephisto, upon hearing these words, did not hesitate for a moment. He forcibly used his remaining strength to tear open a dimensional rift and then slipped into it.
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