Beelzebub's dozens of eyes widened in an instant. He stared at Bruce in front of him as if he had seen a ghost. A pitch-black demonic shadow rose into the air, and an unbelievable angry roar echoed at the top of the Mage Tower.
"Batman, are you insane?!!!!!"
Bruce casually cleaned his ears and said, "I'm not sick. I just think that you won't be satisfied with me letting a group of human cubs participate in your celebration. Since I can't get away, I happen to have a celebration here too. Why don't we gather together for some fun, what do you think?"
Andrew, standing next to Shiller, stared in shock at the figure of the Demon King floating in mid-air. His jaw was about to drop. Shiller wrapped his arm, lightly tapping his arm with his fingertips and said: "Bruce has not received a response from his previous contract partner for a long time. I think he might want to switch to another Demon King to aid him."
"But it's too much to summon him directly here!" Andrew roared loudly, then looked around to see the drunken demon generals wreaking havoc everywhere, causing the apprentices in his Mage Tower to scream and run. He helplessly said: "Dr. Shiller, you really have a good disciple. My Mage Tower can't withstand such turmoil."
"Relax, Master Andrew. Think about it, a Demon King personally celebrating your birthday party. How many Grand Mages can have such an honor throughout history?" Shiller said with a laugh.
Andrew was slightly stunned. The white-bearded mage's eyes turned, and he also laughed out loud, saying: "That's right, Dr. Shiller. You really have a good disciple."
"Do you think I am the same as Beel and his clan? I am not interested in the human world, nor do I need a human agent. Get lost!" Beelzebub said in annoyance.
"What did you say in your last sentence?"
"I said I don't need an agent..."
"The sentence before that."
"Uh... you think I'm like Beel's clan?"
"If you don't need an agent, you might end up like him soon."
Beelzebub widened his dozens of eyes again. He stared at Bruce incredulously and said: "Are you threatening me?! A little human actually dares to threaten the dignified Hell Demon King?!"
"You misunderstood, Your Majesty Beelzebub." Bruce shook his head and said: "His Majesty Beel's incident was just an accident. Even I can't use such a mighty power a second time."
"If you insist on doing this, then I have no way, since you still have a celebration to hold. I won't disturb you today. You can think about it. We will talk tomorrow."
"We will talk again tomorrow..." Beelzebub was choked for a moment, but he still shouted: "Do you plan to drag me over again?! Batman! I warn you! You can't be that rude to a Demon King, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Bruce asked with a smile.
Beelzebub was choked again. He really didn't know what else he could do.
First of all, the incident where Batman devoured an entire Demon King's soul with a human soul is very strange. Theoretically, this should not have happened, but it did.
If Beelzebub tells Batman "I will kill you," then after Batman dies, he will still go to Hell. Who can assure him that Batman won't devour a Demon King's soul for the second time?
If he threatened Batman like he threatened Constantine and other magicians who had provoked him, that he would sink his soul into the abyss of permanent torment, how could he make sure that after extracting his soul and bringing it to Hell, it wouldn't just get swallowed up by Batman?
In fact, as a high-ranking Demon King of Hell, Beelzebub didn't understand at all how Batman swallowed Beel, he didn't understand the principle behind it, and naturally couldn't prevent it. So, anything related to Batman's soul must be treated with caution. He certainly didn't want to become the second snack.
Beelzebub was cautious and could no longer look down upon humans as a swarm of ants while he stood high above them.
He even had to bear his anger, fix all his dozens of eyes on Bruce, and asked: "You damned human! You can't drag me over here every day. It's blatant harassment. What the hell do you want?"
"Are you sure you don't need a Pope?"
"Why do I need a Pope? And why do you want to be a Pope???" Beelzebub was utterly puzzled.
He couldn't understand the thinking of the human in front of him at all. All this trouble to summon him, just to be a Pope?
Beelzebub knew that humans made pacts with demons just for power. The so-called popes and agents of the Demon Lords are nothing more than beggars held in the palms of demons.
But the incident of Batman swallowing Beel made all the Demon Kings in Hell treat him as an equal. Beelzebub didn't have the ability to break the fourth wall, so he didn't realize that most of Batman's abilities came from his fundamental power. He thought that Batman's trump card was far more powerful than the Demon King of Hell.
Since he could move about freely in Hell now, why would he need to make a pact with another Demon King for power?
But at this moment, Bruce's gaze was no longer on him, but he turned his head to look at the large part of the Demon Palace that had also been summoned.
The Demon Palace of Beelzebub was built on the cliff in the rift of the Hell Abyss. More than half of the walls were the cliff itself. So, after being summoned over, most of the rooms had already been collapsed.