Chapter 337: Good Looks Are Power

Including Wayne, the seven Void Evil Gods stood upon an Inverted Pentagram that represented Hell, as thick black smoke and fog billowed upward, coalescing into dark clouds in the sky, accompanied by purple-red lightning that cast a cold, sinister aura on the earth.

Within the cold, there lingered a hint of burning sulfur.

It was the scent of Hell.

Smedley's power was growing stronger, quickly expanding to an unimaginable extent. As a Familiar of envy, his power had already surpassed many of the seventy-two Demon Kings in the middle and lower ranks.

Like the Thousand-Eyed Demon.

In the dark clouds high above, a shadowy world slowly emerged, a black Giant Python a kilometer in length, coiling around the world, its yellow eyes sinister, its venom-spewing fangs, and its black scales emanating a cold breath, at odds with the traditional style of Hell.