When it was Mephisto's turn to speak, he was not annoyed at their lack of interest. He directly handed over his speaking rights to Kurohane. Kurohane was surprised. "What's this? I'm not prepared!" However, he finally uttered his first sentence, and in an instant, a thunderous uproar broke out!
"Hello, Hell Lords! I lost some of my memories in a battle. I don't know most of you. If anyone holds a grudge, please come and fight me anytime, a fight to the death! Of course, if we have a good relationship, we can get to know each other again. We are still brothers. Just like Lord Mephisto next to me, he is my good brother!"
After Kurohane finished, the eyes of all the Hell Lords except Mephisto and Hela lit up! This was like a strong man who had been imprisoned for more than ten years seeing a sow walking upright. In an instant, Kurohane received dozens of telepathic communications. All the male Hell Lords basically said the same thing: "Brother! I'm your half-brother! Mephisto is a total liar! If you have time, come to my place, I have free drinks and lots of succubi!" The female Hell Lords were also the same: "Handsome man! I'm your lover! Mephisto is a liar! If you have time, come to my place, my bed is big and soft!"
For the first time, Kurohane felt that all the members of the Hell Family were kind, warm, and friendly. In short, everyone was a very good and easygoing person! Since he had received their enthusiastic invitations, he would visit them one by one sooner or later!
Mephisto was the only unhappy spectator. His red face was now covered with blue and red colors. Kurohane did not hide his happy expression at all. "Brother! What did those bad guys tell you?"
"They all said you're a bad guy. You're not my good brother at all. You lied to me." Kurohane's eyes were so pure that Mephisto couldn't do anything.
As Mephisto was about to say something, a mental fluctuation from the Eye Demon Shuma-Gorath spread throughout the venue. "Silence! The voting for 'Satan' begins now!" The Hell Lords who were preparing to exchange pleasantries with Kurohane suddenly fell silent.
Kurohane found a piece of parchment on his chair. He thought for a moment, dark energy appeared on his finger, and he wrote his own name on it. He was playing the part of Dormammu but wrote his own name out of habit. But the parchment had already disappeared, too late to be changed.
Of course, Shuma-Gorath's tentacles twisted strangely a few times. For the first time, he made a telepathic invitation to Kurohane. Kurohane hesitated, but finally did not reject the call.
"Darkness... Light... Life! Lord Kurohane, you've seen my Strange before, haven't you?"
This is what Shuma-Gorath said. Kurohane was shocked. As expected of a multiverse-level boss, he saw through him in an instant.
"Yes, Strange is now a guest in the Dark Dimension, along with Dormammu's daughter, Clea. Of course, I don't mean to harm them..."
"My relationship with Strange is not what you think. He is not my relative. He used the power of the Dark Book to steal some of my power."
"Lord Kurohane, what I want to ask you is, what is that thing on you that I cannot comprehend?"
The only thing that Shuma-Gorath couldn't see was his system. But Kurohane himself didn't know the answer. He couldn't make something up.
"Honorable Watcher Shuma-Gorath, I don't know its origin."
"If I were to trade this largest hell dimension with you, would you agree?"
"What's the catch?"
"Trade the name 'Satan' for that thing I don't comprehend!"