Chapter 290: Lord Viscount, The Era of the Giant Dragon Has Arrived!_2

A venerable elder in a black tailcoat stepped through the portal shrouded in black and crimson fog, appearing at the entrance to Hell.

Lance saw who it was and was rendered speechless; he had been stood up.

Death God Solomon hadn't come; instead, it was the necromancer Brandon.

Sigh.

He had planned to ask Death God Solomon for an advance on a thousand years' worth of wages. It seemed that idea would have to wait.

Brandon, his silver hair gleaming, appeared at the entrance to Hell. With his right hand on his chest, he knelt on one knee, "Brandon has the honor of greeting Lord Lance. Lord Lance, the respected one has been called to a meeting and couldn't come. The esteemed one tasked me to welcome this Fallen Angel lord."

"There's no need for such formalities; please get up."

"It is necessary."

With his silver hair, Brandon finished speaking and stood up, looking at Lance with great respect. He hadn't expected to meet this lord so soon.