[Zhongyingmei] Love Diary of the Prince of Hell

"Mr. Morningstar, are these two guests your friends?" Margaret Booth turned her eyes to the unusually outstanding appearance of Beria and Constantine, and her eyes were dimly lit.

Are they also the ones who can cause a huge sensation after they die?

"Of course." Lucifer smiled, "These two are group consultants of the Gotham Wayne Group."

"Wayne..." Margaret Booth smiled all over her face. The consultant of Wayne Group, the richest man in Gotham, is very nice.

Not far away, someone caught this scene in their eyes.Having reached a consensus with Margaret Booth, Richard Ramirez, the night crawler who will kill at the music festival, looked at the three men, including Lucifer, who were either rich or expensive at first glance, He asked the short man beside him, "Who are they?"

The short man's name is Courtney, who is Margaret Booth's assistant, a person who knows the essence of Margaret Booth but works professionally for a high salary.

The little assistant looked over there with staring eyes, and then said, "I don't know the two in the windbreaker and the white suit. The man in the black haute couture suit is named Lucifer Morningstar, and he is the owner of the Light Bar in Los Angeles. .”

"Lucifer?" Richard Ramirez's slightly narrowed eyes flashed a murderous intent, and he repeated every word, almost gritted his teeth: "Morning Tower?"

Lucifer Morningstar, the name...

As a Satanist, no one is more familiar with the legend and power of Satan than Richard Ramirez, who thinks he has been favored by Satan.Lucifer, the great Satan, was once the morning star of heaven before he reigned in hell.This name simply means that he is the demon king Satan himself.

This is blasphemy!

This is a blasphemy against his great master!

Nightcrawler is outraged by this outrageous act of running to the Vatican and chanting that he is God.He took a deep look at Lucifer, turned and left.

He will use the other's blood to wash away the shame he has inflicted on the great master.

***

As the general manager of this food and music festival, Margaret Booth needs to do too many things by herself because her husband, who is her deputy, turned against water and wanted to ruin this great music festival.However, thinking of the amount of funds entered into the account and the subsequent gains, Margaret Booth said goodbye to Lucifer and others quite happily, and left with a swaying figure on high heels.

Beria and Constantine said that they did not want to be with this Lucifer. Constantine said coolly, "Who told you that you don't remember to bring a companion with you?" Xifa dropped it on the spot.

"Bloodyhell." The injury on Lucifer's face was not enough to stop the two from leaving. Fortunately, his injury did not last long. Two beautiful girls with blond hair and blue eyes walked up to Lucifer with smiles, saying : "Handsome guy, how about going for a stroll together before the music festival starts? We are very interested in the massacre history of Camp Redwood, but we don't dare to go by ourselves."

"Of course." Lucifer smiled handsomely, "It's my honor."

Before going far, Beria saw this scene in his eyes: "..."

Constantine gave a short laugh and whistled.Seeing Beria's eyes go blank, Constantine rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "I heard that Mammon, one of the seven kings of hell, is the son of the king of hell?"

In fact, what he wanted to ask more was whether Lucifer opened his harem in hell as in the legend.

"Fake." Beria twitched the corners of his mouth, "Mammon is a demon born from Lilith and an unknown great demon. He has a good talent and is compatible with greed, one of the original sins of hell. Lucy has a very high taste. I can't even look down on Lilith."

"Unknown demon?" Constantine was curious.

Beria frowned with some disgust, and said, "There were too many demons who interacted with Lilith during that time, and Lilith claimed that she herself didn't know whose descendant Mammon was."

Constantine: "..." This is the mother of all demons.

Constantine was suspiciously silent for three seconds, and then said: "Let's find the artifact here first."

He wants to protect his music idol from evil spirits.

Beria raised one hand, squeezed it with fingers, and when he opened it again, there was already a small bulging cloth bag on it. It was the Sandman sandbag that Constantine had stuffed into the deep drawer some time ago.

"That drawer contains your clothes." Beria explained solemnly, "I don't want your things to smell like the Sandman."

Constantine: "... Hurry up and find something."

Guided by the power of the same origin, even though the other Sandman artifact was polluted by the original sin of human beings, and the breath of dreams emitted was dirty and dark, they still found some traces smoothly, and chased them all the way to the small area of ​​the Redwood Camp. In front of the small lake.

"This is really..." Constantine turned his head and waved to the staff by the lake, and said, "Excuse me, can we take a boat tour of the lake now?"

***

At the same time, Lucifer, who was coaxing the two blond girls into giggles with witty words, encountered a guy who didn't have long eyes and ran in front of him to block the way.

Richard Ramirez completely ignored the beautiful girls around Lucifer, stared straight at Lucifer with a gloomy expression, and said coldly: "Lucifer Morningstar?"

Lucifer tilted his head and said, "It's me, what's your business?"

In human society, the behavior of the former king of hell is still very polite.

Richard Ramirez raised his left hand, and on the palm of his hand was a bloody inverse pentagram.

"You should know the rules." Richard Ramirez said.

Lucifer took a closer look at the inverted pentagram in the opponent's palm, and said honestly: "This mark is a bit ugly."

"Wait, you're Richard Ramirez!" one of the beautiful girls who was with Lucifer suddenly said, her eyes widened and filled with fear, "You are the serial killer who is on the run !"

"Oh, God."

The horror of confronting the dreaded killer made them scream out loud.

"Please!" Naturally, Lucifer would not be frightened by a human killer, but he was very disgusted with such sentences that shouted "God" from time to time, and argued "It was Satan who tempted me" and so on. What's the matter with the old guy!"

The two girls didn't listen to Lucifer's words at all. They let go of Lucifer's arm, turned around and ran, but bumped into a man's arms.

"No, don't, don't hurt us..."

"Shh!" The man wrapped his arms around the necks of the two girls, "Don't move, don't shout, or I'll kill you."

The two girls were silent, tears welling in their eyes.

The man who stopped them held a dagger in one hand and a pistol in the other. There is nothing more intuitive than this threat.

"Wait." Lucifer raised a finger, pointed to Richard Ramirez who had already taken out the dagger, and said, "What kind of night crawler are you? Claiming to be..." Lucifer showed disgust Come on emoji, "The one from the Satanist?"

"That, no, yes, self-proclaimed!" Richard Ramirez yelled angrily, "my master is with me. And you stupid guy who dared to call himself Lucifer, use death Repent to my master!"

True Satan Lucifer: "... Heh."

Lucifer reiterated that he hated the group of guys who thought they were right and tried to replace him to exercise the power of judgment the most.

"You know, I hate you guys who use me as an excuse. I punish the guilty." A sneer slowly formed on the corner of Lucifer's lips, "And you are guilty."

***

In order to get close to nature, the cruise ship prepared by Redwood Camp is a wooden boat with an engine, which can accommodate three to four people and is equipped with a set of oars.

Declined to be accompanied by the staff, Beria and Constantine controlled the cruise ship and drove the boat to the middle of the lake following the breath drawn by Sandman's sandbags.After entering a certain range, the Sandman sandbag in Beria's hand became slightly hot.

"found it."

Constantine clasped Beria's fingers tightly, and both of them closed their eyes at the same time.The golden light escaped from the small cloth bag and landed on the two of them, guiding their spirits into a dream.

[I hate it, here. 】

A cold mechanical voice sounded clearly in Konstantin's ears. He opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that he was no longer on the cruise ship in the middle of the lake.

He stood at the entrance of the camp, and in front of him was a wooden sign, which said it was not the Redwood Camp, but the Venus Camp.Going forward, a group of teenagers with exaggerated smiles on their faces were playing around in the camp with stiff hands and feet, which filled the whole camp with a strange atmosphere of fireworks.

"I have to say, this is a bit creepy." Constantine couldn't help complaining.

"This is the projection of memory." Beria's voice sounded from the side, he smiled at Constantine, and continued: "But obviously, the owner of this dream doesn't have a very good memory."

Therefore, this dream is not only not up to the level of reality, but also fake like a puppet show.

[Hate, the people here. 】

The cold mechanical voice sounded again, this time much louder.

Although the people moving here are all like marionettes, with exaggerated and frozen expressions, stiff limbs and repeated movements, not all the people in the camp are in this state.

Beria and Constantine turned around and found two special existences.

Two existences no different from living people, with lively expressions and natural movements.Although they don't have too much performance, they are much better than other puppets.

It was a blonde woman wearing a white long-sleeved dress, a very beautiful woman, although she was obviously not young, but her youthful beauty could still be seen in her eyebrows.She was sitting alone in the room, and she was crying, and the tears slid down her face as she whimpered in pain.

"Bobby, my baby, my boy..."

【Mommy mommy……】

At this moment, that voice sounded again.However, with the responses, the cold voice gradually faded away, and the immature voice of a child began to appear.

Beria and Constantine looked at each other. Could it be that the owner of the dream is this Bobby, a child?

"Mother……"

The voices calling for mother overlapped.

An obese boy who was larger than his peers stood at the door with hesitation on his face, calling the woman in the room cautiously.

"You—" The blond woman, who was immersed in pain, suddenly raised her head, and what appeared on her face that was full of pain and longing before was hatred and disgust, hatred for this child who also called her a woman.

"You killed Bobby, you killed your brother!"

"No, I didn't, Mom, I didn't..."

"Why didn't you die, why!"

[...Hate...Benji, don't like...hate...but...Benji...]

The voice hesitated.

After going around the entire Venus camp, Beria and Constantine were able to confirm that this Venus camp was the predecessor of the Redwood camp.The owner of the dream is Bobby Richter, whose father died early, and only one mother led him and his elder brother Benjamin Richter to live a difficult life.When he was five years old, he was strangled to death by the engine of a pleasure boat in a lake accident.

The child's world is too innocent and pure, and he still doesn't know the meaning of death.When he heard his mother's cry, he naturally wanted to return to his mother. The strong thought affected the moonlight ruby ​​sunken in the mud and sand below the lake and soaked in his blood, allowing him to return to his mother in a dream.

The author has something to say:

#818 A hot ex-king of hell who was targeted by nightcrawlers#

Nightcrawler: As a Satanist, I want to kill this impostor for my master!Repent, hot chicken!

Lucifer: EXM, is there something wrong with your brain?