Hazbin May Cry Mission 21

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Mission 21: War


After their escape, Striker and Arkham watched as Mundus changed to a more covert size rather than the giant statue form he had earlier. "Follow me," Striker told Mundus, Arkham, and Cu Chulainn as all four demons entered the building Vox and Velvet told them to meet at. When all of them entered, they took the elevator and slowly went to the top floor.

"I could have easily flown up there myself," Mundus stated as he clenched his fist, ready to burst through the roof of the elevator.

"Do that now and you will end up on the news in about 5 minutes. It also brings Dante running along to this place and my paycheck goes down the drain," Striker said as he pulled down his hat to cover his eyes.

"He is quite right, Lord Mundus. It will be a losing battle with your powers not at 100 percent," Arkham told the three-eyed demon.

"Very well, but I am not very patient," Mundus said as he released his fist. Seconds passed as they reached the top floor. Mundus stepped out of the elevator and marched forward through the hallways of Vox's many televisions that were hanging on the walls. Mundus barged in and opened the door.

"What the fuck," Vox shouted as he jumped out of his chair, throwing the food he was eating in front of him. "Who are you and what are you doing in my office!?"

"He's the guy you wanted free," Striker said as he came up from behind. "I also freed another prisoner that hates the Son of Sparda just as much. So, I think I should get a bonus just for that." the imp said as Arkham came right behind him along with Cu Chulainn.

"You did it? I got to say, I'm impressed," Vox grinned as he looked from the cowboy to the stone-like demon with three eyes. "We have a common enemy in the Son of Sparda. He sent you here, then showed up and killed our ally. How about we join forces and we can crush the competition and bring Hell to its knees!"

"I have a better offer. I take over your building and make it into the start of my empire and expand as I dethrone Lucifer and those who serve him. Then, I take Earth next," Mundus declared to the T.V. Demon as he looked both shocked and enraged at the same time.

"I only freed you so you could take down Dante. I'm not risking my position to challenge Lucifer or the royal families. And Earth? That's far beyond my control to bring the wrath of God and his angels. Now do as I say before I make things get ugly, you fucking psychopath," Vox declared.

Mundus stood still as all three of his eyes started to glow red. Suddenly, the Overlord was floating in the air, contorting painfully as it felt like an invisible snake was constricting around him. "Do you truly think you have power in Hell? Territory can only give you so much. What you can accomplish with your might will truly make you powerful. As far as I can tell, you're nothing but some big-headed waste of soul that believes he can control the masses by placating them with entertainment," the demon lord told Vox with the constriction becoming tighter with each sentence.

"I'm starting to like this guy even more," Striker said as he nudged Arkham. "If he can do that to an Overlord, then I'll be able t-"

Hearing Striker speak and assume what he could accomplish, Mundus simply snapped his fingers and Cu Chulainn's arm became a hellish dog with sharp teeth that bit down on Striker's shoulder. "You'd best silence your tongue, imp. You won't do anything without my permission. Otherwise, Setanta gets a nice meal out of your hide."

"Wait, I thought he was called 'Cucklane' or something," Striker hissed questioningly through the pain.

"Cu Chulainn," the loyal enforcer of Mundus stated. "I was born 'Setanta' but was renamed upon death and becoming a follower of Lord Mundus. As such, I gave my old name to my hound."

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