Every Fruit of Fortuna contains a large amount of Power of Faith, and also possesses powerful healing abilities; it's no exaggeration to say it can bring the dead back to life.
However, these are not its most remarkable features. The fruit's true ability lies in enhancing the consumer's intelligence and increasing their luck attribute.
It also helps to boost the consumer's charm...
In some respects, if used well, this item's effect would be no less than that of a divine artifact.
Therefore, the more of such a good thing, the better.
"Stingy... Someone who owns a Fruit of Fortuna tree actually begrudges a few fruits..." Mike, who had been expelled from the Garden of Eden, walked back while complaining about God's stinginess.
However, despite his words, the two dew-kissed lucky fruits in Mike's hand proved that God was not as "stingy" as he claimed.
Moreover, thinking of God's expression, as if sending off a plague god, Mike couldn't help but find it amusing.
"Now I have three chances to risk my life. I wonder if Lucifer can withstand it..." After carefully putting away the two lucky fruits he had just acquired, Mike began to ponder how to deal with Lucifer.
As the saying goes: a gentleman's revenge is not too late after ten years.
Although Mike was a gentleman, he couldn't wait ten years.
Adding the Fruit of Fortuna he had left over from before, Mike now had a total of three lucky fruits.
Each additional Fruit of Fortuna was equivalent to an extra life, and Mike, now equipped with "divine gear," was full of confidence.
He was already impatient to confront Lucifer again.
...
By the time Mike passed through the Gates of Heaven and returned to the King's Building, it was almost noon.
"Tina, I need you to immediately gather all the X Squad members of the MIB special department and have them assemble at the King's Building..."
"Hello, Raphael? I need your help..."
"Johnny, I have a very important task for you now: help me look after the Cooper family in California..."
...To prevent his home from being ambushed while he went to trouble Lucifer, Mike contacted many people by phone, ensuring that this operation would be foolproof.
After making the arrangements, he made a temporary trip to Genovia and brought Mia and Paige back to the King's Building.
"Everyone hasn't had lunch yet, right? Let's eat and talk..." Mike greeted the invited crowd and then motioned for his chef team to start serving.
At this time, except for the Vampire leader in Washington State and Sam, who had not yet arrived, almost everyone else Mike invited had gathered.
It's worth mentioning that the Angel No. 1, who hadn't been seen for a long time, had ended his vacation and was now accompanying the probationary angel Bruce.
Surrounding the two, besides the talkative angel Raphael, were the other four Guardian Angels.
Further to the side was the church faction, led by Father James.
As for the Archdemon Crowley, he stood with the First Vampire Marcus and the First Werewolf William, mostly surrounded by members of the X Squad.
The rest were mostly lone wolves outside these two groups: the cool Blade, the somewhat unreliable exorcist Constantine, and the unsociable Winchester Brothers.
"First, let me tell you about the Fallen Angel Lucifer. He is now a lord in Hell, commanding the Shadow Demon Clan..." Not long after the lavish lunch began, Mike noticed that everyone seemed to have little appetite, so he simply started introducing Lucifer's situation.
"The plan for this time is for you to help me guard the King's Building, so I can go to Hell without worries and deal with the trouble of Lucifer—"
After a thorough introduction, Mike laid out his plan. The plan was very simple, focusing on efficiency.
"The Yellow-Eyed Demon, the mastermind behind my father's murder, was a member of the Shadow Demon. So, we hope you can take us with you on this operation..."
The Winchester Brothers raised a different opinion.
After years of investigation, the brothers had found the culprit who destroyed their family, and now they naturally hoped Mike could take them to Hell to avenge their family.
"How can we be left out when dealing with demons!!!" Father James, representing the church faction, also expressed his desire.
The church, now connected with the Guardian Angels, had an inexhaustible supply of holy water for exorcism. Therefore, they had developed many holy crystal weapons.
For example, hand cannons and shotguns mixed with holy water crystals.
These weapons might not be effective against Archdemons, but they were absolutely devastating against lesser demons.
"I'm very familiar with the way to Hell; I can lead you all..." Constantine, who enjoyed joining in the fun, then also expressed his willingness.
Next, the First Vampire Marcus and the First Werewolf William also successively volunteered.
Blade caressed his alloy weapon; though he didn't speak, his meaning was clear.
As for the Archdemon Crowley, there was no need to mention him; no one here knew Hell better than him.
"Alright, except for the Guardian Angels, I won't stop anyone else who wants to go to Hell..." Mike looked around and said, "However, I must state beforehand that Lucifer's strength is not weaker than mine. In the upcoming battle, I may not be able to look after others."
Archdemons like Crowley, and the First Vampire Marcus and First Werewolf William, might be somewhat useful accompanying Mike to Hell.
Others, like Blade and Father James, honestly wouldn't be much help to Mike in Hell.
Instead, they might even become burdens, requiring Mike to take care of them.
Similarly, the Gates of Hell would suppress the angels' strength; angels like Raphael would not be much better than ordinary people after going to Hell.
Rather than being flustered later, it was better to be direct now.
Let everyone understand that this trip to Hell was not a leisure trip, but rather a possibility of losing their lives at any time.
"As long as we can get revenge, our brothers are not afraid of danger—" The Winchester Brothers stood up.
One could say, they truly lived up to their reputation as two jinxes.
Then Father James also stood up; for him, exorcism was his mission.
Afterward, Constantine, Blade, the Archdemon Crowley, and others also stood up one after another.
"Very good, since everyone has made their decision, I will act without delay—" Mike opened the Gates of Hell, nodded to the Guardian Angels who remained, and then led Constantine and others into Hell.
To prevent any prolonged delays, the operation against Lucifer was naturally to be carried out as quickly as possible.
And Mike, who had just received a set of "divine gear" from God, was also looking forward to meeting Lucifer.
"A major battle happened here before; quite a few demons must have died..." As soon as he entered Hell, Constantine grabbed a handful of black dirt from the ground and sniffed it.
His movements were very professional, truly befitting a professional exorcist.
"No need to investigate. Lucifer, leading the Shadow Demon, and Satan, leading the Elemental Demons, just had a major battle here last night..." Due to coordinate issues, Mike directly opened the Gates of Hell at last night's battlefield.
This should be the closest place he knew to the Shadow Demon Clan.
"So it was a war between the highest ranking devils, no wonder!" Constantine dropped the sand in his hand and sighed, looking at the chaotic, crisscrossing scene on the ground.
From the traces left here, it was not difficult to imagine how fierce the battle that took place here had been.
"Crowley, have you ever understood the Shadow Demon in the western territory?" Mike turned to the Archdemon Crowley, inquiring.
The dim sky in Hell, without road signs, could easily make one lose direction.
"I went to the Shadow Demon's territory a long time ago, but Lucifer wasn't the lord there at that time." Crowley, upon arriving in Hell, felt as if he had returned home.
His only concern now was whether Lucifer had made them change their living location after taking command of the Shadow Demon.
"It's not a big problem; we'll go to the Shadow Demon's previous territory first. If we don't find Lucifer there, we'll look around..." Mike appeared very optimistic.
This situation was already very good; at least there was a direction. Otherwise, he could only fly high into the sky to scout.
The western area was so vast, without proper landmarks, who knew how long it would take him to scout the way.