Players In Marvel

The capital of hell.

The place where all soul chips gather is undoubtedly the Asmodeus Building.

And the guests who can enter here are either rich or expensive.

at this time.

The three new guests introduced by Lucifer were received by Asmodeus.

Machima has a new idea.

Asmodeus warmly invited her to his office to talk about the contract between demons.

Ulquiorra went to his own room.

When passing by the floor where Piccolo was located, he paid special attention to the three little garbage.

Um…

The legend of Dragon Ball seems to have emerged from here.

"All wishes can come true."

Whispering, Ulquiola opened the system list to check the list of players who could be invited.

Don't look at his always expressionless and cold face.

But he's actually dealing with the rest of the Ten Blades, and...a certain big shot.

And compared to Machima and Ulquiorra, a relatively slow course of action.

A hungry deputy chef of a food club can't stand it anymore.

Besides.

When he was in the hall, Stajou faced Piccolo and had already entered the battle state.

Although stopped by Asmodeus.

but!

The appetite that has been raised, how can it be reduced if you don't eat a big meal.

and.

There was one more thing that caught Stajo's attention.

"foodie."

"Just before, there was a guy who claimed to be the strongest gourmet, and made a big fuss in the paradise."

Original words from Asmodeus.

Um…

The strongest gourmet.

Such a title had to cheer up Stajo.

Who is it? !

Could it be a guy from the same place as me? !

"Aru!"

The name popped into Stajo's mind for the first time.

Could it be him? !

Aru has come to this new world, no... he is not the kind of guy who would be so arrogant as to call himself the strongest gourmet.

interesting!

But who would it be if it wasn't Aru?

Stajou couldn't wait to let go of his appetite more and more.

"Guest, this is it, I wish you a good time."

The little devil leading the way stopped, and the front was no longer a place for low-level beings like them to enter.

"finally reached."

Stajj rubbed his stomach.

Long time no see.

This sense of extreme expectation for the prey.

"Crack."

The gorgeous door was pushed open, and a loud voice suddenly appeared.

in the hall.

All kinds of gambling tables, all kinds of strange appearances are presented in front of Stajo.

Big head, long tentacles, one eye, three bird heads, blah blah blah.

Aboriginal people in hell, travelers in the universe, adventurers from other dimensions.

Even fallen ones trapped in the dimension of hell.

The scene of a group of demons dancing wildly, it should be said that it is really hell, a concentration camp of monsters.

But…

It is different from the stupid and barbaric existence outside the capital of hell.

These guests here are all carefully selected by Asmodeus, and they have different statuses.

They have their own turf, they have a lot of chips, they are the nobles of hell.

It is also rare... Fat sheep!

"ah!"

Feeling the atmosphere in the entire hall, Stajiu took a deep breath.

And in the face of sudden visits to newcomers.

There was a lot of discussion in the entire hall, based on their well-informed, what happened below the hall.

Some people already know it, while the other part is addicted to the game and doesn't care.

"I heard it was introduced by Lord Lucifer, it's amazing."

"What the **** is Asmodeus doing? He ran away halfway through the game. Without his commentary, it feels almost meaningless!"

"Quick, quick, my box is about to be full of gold coins, I really like listening to the noisy voices of those souls."

"Hey, no matter what your background is, drag away this trash in front of me, and put your soul on it!"

"Lucifer?! This is Mephisto's territory, even the big devil has to follow the rules, the guy who walks through the back door."

"Hiss... I saw hunger, he is hungry, do you want to eat me?!"

Mocking, disdain, even anger, hatred.

All kinds of negative emotions concentrated on Staju. .c0m

All kinds of filthy words from **** and the astral world fell on Stajo.

bad news.

The help from the system panel, no matter what language Stajiu understands.

These messy sounds are really annoying.

good news.

Stajjur pretended not to hear.

after all…

I really want to taste these monsters that I have never seen before.

"How to play?!"

The door behind him closed, and Stajiu asked slowly.

"Sir, this way please."

Wearing a neat suit, with a long love tail flicking behind her, she is a beautiful succubus lady.

As the croupier in the gambling game, he came to serve Stajo in person.

This is also the benefit of every guest in this hall. This is a one-on-one service from hell.

"Our gambling is free, as long as the guests agree, everything is fine!"

One of the most important words the succubus dealer said to Stajur.

"Yeah?!"

Stajiu thought about it, the head looks very much like the customer of the cuttlefish.

This guy just made such a cute request to him, come and eat yourself if you're hungry.

"How do you cook it?!"

Stajo thought for a while.

"This is my bet!"

choke!

The kitchen knife with flashing blue flames was plunged into the table at once, and Stajiu closed his eyes slightly.

In a space like meditation.

The unlucky guest in front of him was like a delicacy stored on the dining table.

A kitchen knife capable of cutting and grilling at the same time, after a quick-to-fuzzy way of cooking.

Um…

Stajiu has already made his own prediction about this dish!

under!

It is to turn the scene in this mind into reality.

"call out!"

In this very short handover between reality and imagination, with Stajou's shot!

At the same time as the flame kitchen knife fell on the table.

The game is done.

The cooking is done.

There was not even a scream of pain, just a flash of flames and knife light.

The hot grilled cuttlefish, Stajo's prediction just now has covered the reality.

And this... Only absolute gourmets rely on their belief in food.

The ultimate pre-strike process that can be displayed.

This was originally prepared to be cooked for Piccolo after Stajo entered the battle state just now.

Now…

Although the target object was changed, the result was not bad.

Stajiu put his hands together, while the succubus dealer helped him move the winning soul chips.

He ushered in his first meal in the new world!

"Thank you for the hospitality, I'm going to start!"

…

Stajur has a very high degree of acceptance of gambling that can be reckless.

Instead.

Big Devil Piccolo has absolutely no interest in such boring things.

in the room.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, Big Devil Piccolo looked at the city with his hands behind his hands.

Where should the next destruction begin? !

I don't want to turn against Asmodeus, but it doesn't mean that Piccolo must be patient.

Destroy a city every once in a while, and you can also harvest a large amount of [Red Jade].

That's a great idea.

Because he had just moved his hand not long ago, Piccolo originally wanted to rest for two days.

But now... he's changed his mind.

He's looking for a place to vent his rage while doing a good job of wrecking Asmodeus's city.

certainly!

Asmodeus doesn't seem to care about that.

"damn it!"

And as long as he thinks of the **** downstairs just now, the eyes of Big Devil Piccolo turn red.

Be sure to kill them!

Whether it's Machima or Ulquiorra, Stajo is the one who deserves to die the most.

This **** guy actually wanted to eat himself.

"call!"

Just thinking about this, Big Devil Piccolo couldn't control his anger.

As the most evil incarnation, the Piccolo King wants to destroy the world.

Because of a series of late-stage plans, I have been able to endure until now and have not turned my face.

It was a miracle.

But now... even if it is a miracle, it needs a killing to ease it.

"Bi, Bi, Big Devil Piccolo!"

Hearing the trembling voice, he knew that it was the fried rice king, and he came down with two hands.

Face the big devil Piccolo who is in a rage.

Pilaf, Xiao Wu, and Axiu even have their own plans in mind.

But I was still terrified.

"explain!"

In a word, Piccolo doesn't want to waste time on garbage.

And it's still three rubbish.

"It's like this. We have already completed the Dragon Ball detection device. I mean at least it has a prototype."

Pilaf rubbed his palms, tried to create an awkward smile on his face, and talked about their results.

"This is it."

Xiao Wu and A'Xiu dragged in a big-headed machine from outside the door.

very big.

It can be as high as three to five meters, with a large square screen and two rotating antennas on it.

And a whole bunch of messy buttons of various colors and sizes.

really.

Just as King Pilaf thought, it is impossible for the Great Devil Piccolo to understand this machine.

same.

Big Devil Piccolo didn't bother to understand how this thing worked.

"What's this…"

Piccolo's sharp nails pointed at the screen, in an obvious position.

In the circle of radar scan-like images, there is a dot of light beeping and flickering.

"Big Devil Piccolo, this is exactly the big event we want to report to you. A dragon ball has appeared!"

"And it's not far from us, in this city!"

King Pilaf started to talk about business, and he showed a flustered face.

And Xiao Wu and Ah Xiu also had the same expressions.

This is not all acting, because facing the pressure of the big devil Piccolo, one who is not good will be killed.

It is absolutely impossible not to panic in this situation.

"..."

Big Demon King Piccolo looked at the dancing little monster in front of him, and was slightly silent.

And seize this opportunity.

King Pilaf pressed the button on the machine, and a photo appeared on the right side of the big screen.

"this person…"

"Don't underestimate him, he is the champion of the world's number one martial arts club in all ages, and the strongest martial arts master in the world!"

"Of course... such a stupid guy will never be your opponent, Big Devil Piccolo."

"But...it is very likely that he brought the Dragon Balls here!"

King Pilaf learned something.

The friendly help from the King of Clowns, coupled with the recent lively radio news in the capital of hell.

A picture of Mr. Satan appeared.

And that's definitely a good reason, this man is from the same world as them.

and.

The heat of the man named Satan has always been high in hell.

If so, there must be a lot to gain.

Hmm...it must be possible to bring Dragon Ball too.

"Mr. Satan!"

Big Devil Piccolo listened to Pilaf's words and chewed on the name.

"Before I came, there was a little excitement in the city."

"That's what he did!"

Piccolo doesn't care about sabotage other than his own.

But…

Now that Pilaf already mentioned it, well... kill one of those guys.

And take back the Dragon Balls.

Seems like a nice little activity to let off steam.

"Where is he?!"

"It's right here, the place shown on the radar can't go wrong, you see..."

Pilaf was not finished yet.

crackle!

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows shattered, and Piccolo had already soared into the sky.

Go to the other corner of the city.

"!"

Both Xiaowu and Axiu showed surprised expressions.

【Xiao Wu: Mr. Pilaf, we succeeded. 】

[Ah Xiu: The plan has begun. 】

at the same time.

Standing in front of the huge machine, looking at the shattered glass **** in front of you.

As well as the disappeared Piccolo, Pilaf showed a smile of success.

He quickly opened the private chat channel, and brought a sentence for the King of Clowns.

[Super King Pilaf: My good friend, I have already brought you what you need. 】

After a short wait, the response came.

[The King of Clowns, Mr. Baki: Next, leave it to Mr. Baki! 】

…

"Die, die, die!"

After replying to King Pilaf, Bucky the Clown turned pale.

Stop it.

It's okay to say it out of his mouth, but if he can use saliva, he can spray the big devil Piccolo to death at 3600 degrees.

but…

Just from the masterpiece after the big devil Piccolo entered the capital of hell, a guy with such fighting power.

How could the clown Bucky outwit others? !

Although the secret of Dragon Ball is extremely tempting, at this time, I can only ask others for help.

"coming!"

"The big devil Piccolo is flying towards us, probably..."

The shattered fruit made Bucky the clown look like a giant, and his head flew high.

Then through the phone bug in his hand, he notified the Warring States on the other side.

"You must hold on!"

"The people in the rear area will be guarded by me, Bucky the Clown!"

right!

It's definitely not that Mr. Bucky is greedy for life and afraid of death, but if he also goes to the battlefield.

Then these rescued souls, people who have just settled down.

What should I do? !

"Hoo hoo!"

At this time, the only response to the clown Bucky was Master Zongjia's snoring.

The last time I drank in Whitebeard's territory, this guy had a really bad drink capacity.

He still hasn't woken up.

But fortunately, Zong Jia did not drink to death, but had been sleeping.

If you know that the deputy chef of the gourmet club has arrived, the strongest gourmet doesn't know how to feel.

…

the other side.

In the fringe area of ​​the capital of hell, on top of the tumbling lava under the ground fissure, is the bridge leading to the city.

Warring States hung up the phone bug~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and said to Mr. Satan beside him.

"he came!"

"Ah, I already want to..."

Mr. Satan has just performed a set of warm-up exercises, and he is the world's number one martial artist who is sweating all over.

At this time, it has entered the battle preparation.

And before he finished speaking, in the short communication time in these aspects.

boom!

With the sudden sound of air waves, the big devil Piccolo has appeared in front of his eyes.

"Hello!"

"The same guy as in the photo, are you Mr. Satan?!"

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