Chapter 801 Expectations (Amendment)

Hearing the words of Beirut Babu, the demonic monarchs looked at each other, hung their heads and dared not speak.

Seeing this, Beirut Babu's face is not very beautiful.

He took a bite of the unknown flesh and blood delivered by the demon he served, and his already paunchy body shook slightly, showing a trace of impatience in his eyes:

"A group of rubbish! Keep looking! The area of the first layer of hell is so large. Can't you find a core of hell?"

As he spoke, he swallowed up the flesh and blood, wiped his mouth, and then felt the tray in the demon's hand, and found that the tray was empty.

Babu, Beirut