Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress-Chapter 473 290: Lord Viscount, The Era of the Giant Dragon Has Arrived!

Well, a long time ago, Hell rejected them, accepting them would mean declaring war against all the gods. While the Grim Reaper did not fear the gods, it did not want to wage war against them for no reason.

Cornered and left without a choice, the Fallen Angels then chose the Abyss, and it took them nearly a hundred years to establish a foothold there. To become part of the Abyss Royal Family, it took another near hundred years; at that time, the Abyss was brimming with mighty individuals.

There were even Demon Gods walking the Abyss, at that time the Magic Dragon clan had not yet vanished without a trace.

No, that's not right.

Now Hell has begun to summon the souls of our Fallen Angel race, could it be... the relationship between Hell and the Divine Realm... has cracks appeared?

No, that's not right either, the relationship between Hell and the Divine Realm was never good to begin with.

Forget it, don't think too much about it. Anyway, I'll be going down to Hell soon; it won't be too late to slowly understand the relationship between Hell and the Divine Realm once I'm there.

Justin's gaze landed on Lance; he found, with his strength... he was actually unable to see the true face of this Hell Grim Reaper.

How peculiar.

If Hell could so casually create a Grim Reaper with such strength, then Hell's power is terrifyingly strong.

The Grim Reaper guiding him is strange.

"Why can't I see your true face?"

"Why do you want to see my true face?"

"Curiosity about what a Hell's Grim Reaper looks like, and which race do you belong to. Abyssal Demon Race? Human? Elves? Dwarf? Well, you're not a Dwarf, their legs aren't this long."

"Time's up."

"What do you mean, time's up..."

Justin hadn't finished speaking when, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a pitch-black scythe sweep by, and for a moment, he felt his body lighten.

It wasn't an illusion, his body had indeed become lighter; because at this moment, he was floating in the sky.

The Hell Grim Reaper holding the Grim Reaper's Scythe led the way in front, and filled with a puzzling doubt, he instinctively looked down and saw himself.

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Somehow, he was lying back on the rocking chair again.

A few of his kinsmen had appeared beside him.

They were shaking his arms, wailing and crying.

That was his body, he... had he died?

Could his kin not see his soul?

It was probably Hell's power that kept them from seeing his soul, which didn't matter anymore, as he had already entrusted everything he needed to.

If it weren't for removing the domain "Divine Kingdom," he might have lived a few hundred years longer.

What's the point?

Without removing the domain "Divine Kingdom," a few hundred years later, the domain kingdom would also die along with him.

The creatures of the domain kingdom were his children; he didn't want to see the children that had just been born... perish with him.

To entrust the domain "Divine Kingdom" to the future of his clan was also the last thing he did for the Fallen Angel race.

The Abyss was about to begin the Demon Emperor War, that kid in the clan... though they hid their strength, Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance was hiding even more power.

If that kid could integrate their own Divine Kingdom into her domain, facing Senior Lance, who posed the greatest threat in the future, she might not lose.

After last night's probing, he felt... Lance would become a major adversary to all royal heirs in the Abyss.

The Abyss, which had been quiet for ten thousand years, was finally about to enter an era of turmoil once more; good, after ten thousand years of accumulation... it was time to see who was qualified to unify all the royal families.

With this thought, the image of Lance resurfaced in Justin's mind; he always felt... Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance had the greatest chance of becoming the Abyss Demon Emperor.

Ah... acted too rashly.

If they had known Lance possessed such combat power, these old folks wouldn't have rushed to test Lance last night.

And he didn't know which bastard had projected their battle throughout the entire Abyss.

If their battle hadn't been projected, the Demon Emperor War wouldn't have started so suddenly.

Enough, don't think about it any further.

Lance had a few good lines, "Children will have their own fortune."

The new wave pushes the old wave, and the world changes as new people replace the old ones.

The future of the Abyss... belongs to those youngsters now.

Only... their future... might be controlled by Lance for a while...

"Do you have any last words? If you do, I can give you a little time."

"No more, let's go."

Lance, whose true appearance was hidden beneath the black robe, nodded and transformed into a black mist, taking Justin away from the Angel Royal City, flying towards a dark and unknown area. There was an entrance to Hell there, Death God Solomon was waiting for him.

Death God Solomon wanted to see if he was really about to "get a promotion and a raise."

Before long, Lance, with Justin in tow, arrived at a lifeless dark area.

Entering the center of the dark area, a black-and-red portal appeared out of nowhere.

In the black-and-red foggy portal, ghastly faces and terrible, shrieking howls and roars would occasionally emerge.

Justin was a Fallen Angel, Lance a Black Dragon, neither gave much attention to these Evil Spirits.

"We're here, the other side of the black-red portal is Hell."

"Then why do you suddenly stop? Are you afraid of the Evil Spirits inside the portal?"

Powerful Evil Spirits could kill a Hell's Grim Reaper.

Whether it was a guiding Grim Reaper or a first-level Grim Reaper, their strengths varied; facing powerful Evil Spirits and getting killed wasn't anything surprising.

"Another Grim Reaper will come to meet you soon; I have something else to do, I won't be returning to Hell just yet."

Justin looked at Lance doubtfully; when he was an Angel, he had come into contact with Hell Grim Reapers a few times, and he could see the true face of the Grim Reapers of Hell.

"Here it comes."