"Praise you, my Lord Satan! I am truly grateful for your generous assistance this time!"
Outside the Eighteenth Layer of Hell, Cain stood fawningly before Satan, bending humbly with his blood-colored eyes full of smiles.
"Ha ha ha, my dear Blood Clan brother, no need to be so polite! It's merely that this outsider is too detestable, coveting my Dark Holy Artifact!" Satan's eyes flashed with black murderous intent, "Cackle, since he wants it, I shall let him taste the flavor of the Dark Holy Artifact! Ha ha ha ha..."
"Indeed! To dare to seize the Holy Artifact of our great master, truly courting death! Ha ha..."
Cain's pale and gaunt hands rubbed each other, his sharp fangs glinting under the blood moon's shine.
"Boom!"