Asmodeus nodded without thinking: "Of course.

In fact, we devils also attach great importance to wealth accumulation and business development, and have been committed to building a huge trade network that can accommodate more forces to join.

Whether it is souls, precious metal currencies, magic items, gems, or slaves, they can all be used as currency in Baator Hell.

If you and your followers can bring us more souls through trade, then I guarantee that when you launch revenge on the Six Fingers, the devils will definitely contribute."

"Oh? Is this a promise?"

A golden light bloomed in Wo Jin's eyes.

"Yes, this is a commitment.

To tell you the truth, as the forces of hell continue to expand in the first few levels of the abyss, the day is not far away when the bloody battle will begin again.

In this regard, both me and Soth and other lords have a very clear understanding.

At that time, your enemy will be the enemy of all devils.

As long as we have the chance, we will not hesitate to chop off Graz'zt's head and give it to you as a gift as a symbol of our friendship."

When saying these words, Asmodeus grinned with an evil, cold and cruel smile.

Although from a personal standpoint, he actually liked Lord Darkness, whose behavior was very close to that of the devil, and even secretly made more than one secret deal with him.

But from the perspective of hell, Graz'zt's death will undoubtedly break the balance of the three giants of the abyss, allowing Demogorgon and Orcus to no longer have to worry about the interference of a third party, and directly go to war to compete for the throne of the strongest demon monarch.

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At that time, just the internal fighting among the demons will greatly weaken their power.

The devils can take the opportunity to advance a few more levels and establish a stable line of defense to slowly digest the occupied territory and resources.

"Then I wish us a happy cooperation!"

Waking stretched out his right hand very simply.

“It’s a pleasure to work with you!”

Asmodeus also stretched out his right hand and held it tightly with the goddess, without concealing the joy in his heart.

With the addition of a powerful god, he is now full of confidence in the bloody battle that is about to restart.

Less than half a minute after the covenant was reached, the goddess of wealth seemed to suddenly remember something and asked again: "By the way, where is Soth? Why hasn't he appeared yet? Normally, as a lord of the ninth level,

, he should at least show up now."

"Unfortunately, he is currently dealing with some troubles related to the political struggle within Hell and cannot escape for the time being."

Asmodeus gave the answer with a half-smile.

"Political struggle inside hell?"

Waking raised his eyebrows and showed an extremely surprised expression.

As the goddess of wealth, it is of course impossible for her not to be aware of the devils' frighteningly complex political games and power struggles.

I never expected that Zuo Si would be involved so quickly.

But Asmodeus shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Yes.

After all, as the newly appointed layer lord and the prince of hell appointed by me, Soth has undoubtedly aroused the jealousy and suspicion of other layer lords.

These guys were not willing to be taken over by a newcomer, so they all wanted to test his quality secretly.

There are also some big devils who want to use him to support themselves, so as to defeat their competitors and win in the power struggle.

This happens all the time in hell, it's no big deal.

Soth himself also understands this and must take action in response, otherwise he will be regarded as weak and can be bullied.

In fact, the plan he made is quite good, and he also knows how to play the game of power within the rules.

If it succeeds in the end, I believe you won’t have to worry too much about provocations from lords from other levels for a long time.”

"It sounds like it's going to be very troublesome."

Realizing that it was an internal matter among the devils, Watkin decisively ended the topic.

Asmodeus kept an enigmatic smile and sent the Goddess of Fortune to the hotel where the banquet was held. Then he delivered an impassioned speech in public before returning to his own territory.

The moment his figure appeared in the palace, the steward Martinot, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately stepped forward and bowed deeply.

"Master, the power struggle on the fourth level has entered the final critical moment.

Nowadays, most of the devils who hold real power at this level have taken sides.

Only the commander of the last remaining army has not made a clear stance.

And his choice will be directly related to whether Ms. Ferna can successfully seize power, or whether she will continue to be suppressed by Archduke Bilaire and become a figurehead."

"Haha, it sounds like everything is going very well, doesn't it? Where is Soth right now?"

Asmodeus sat on the chair and asked casually.

Martinot replied without thinking: "He has arrived at the sixth level of your daughter Grand Duke Gracia's rule not long ago.

Many devils outside are speculating on the purpose of his trip.

But the problem is that no definite news has been released until now.

If nothing else, the sixth level is now firmly under its control using the authorization letter you gave it."

"You mean he is using Gracia's power to exert influence on the fourth level and force some devils to re-align?"

Asmodeus poured himself a glass of wine and stood in front of the window, looking out at the magnificent scenery of fire and rain falling from the sky. He looked very relaxed and comfortable, and did not pay attention to the ongoing political turmoil at all.

"I think it's very likely.

But what is puzzling is that Mr. Soth has not made it clear who he supports so far. He just gives a hint but does not say anything.

It is also his series of strange actions that make both parties on the fourth level extremely nervous, but they dare not make any moves."

Martinot raised his head, glanced at the face of the Lord of Hell, and analyzed carefully.

As one of the few devils who are lucky enough to be able to serve Asmodeus at close range, he will never forget that before the Great Reckoning was launched, the master he was loyal to was still as calm as he is now.

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Because all the lords' plans, actions and reactions had been completely anticipated before the civil war broke out, without even the slightest error.

In the game of power struggle, no one is Asmodeus's opponent. This is the consensus of most devils in hell.

Therefore, Martinot believes that no matter how much trouble his lord makes, he can easily settle it as long as his master takes action.

It's a pity that the Lord of Hell obviously didn't want to give any explanation. He just stood on the edge of the window and drank all the wine in the cup in one sip, standing silently like a sculpture.
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The other side is located in the sixth level of hell - Malboji's huge skull palace.

Zuo Si, who maintained the posture of a great devil, was sitting on the throne that originally belonged to the Queen of Desire. He spoke condescendingly to the envoy who was kneeling in front of him with a nervous expression waiting for a reply: "Please go back and tell Grand Duke Bilaire why I am here.

It’s not that I want to do anything to the fourth level.

She is just fulfilling the tasks assigned by the Lord of Hell, teaching Grand Duke Gracia the rules of political operation in hell, and preventing her from continuing to destroy the mutual trust and cooperation between the lords.

Regarding the power crisis that is erupting on the fourth level, my personal suggestion is that both parties remain calm and restrained, and then resolve the problem through negotiation under the mediation of a third party.

After all, the great purge caused by the previous civil war should be enough for all the lords to understand that a real fight would not lead to good results.

No matter who loses or wins, they will eventually face the judgment of the great Asmodeus.

Remember, we are demons of lawful unity, not those crazy and chaotic demons in the abyss.

Here order and law are sacred rules that cannot be violated.

Anyone who violates it will be severely punished."

"Understood! I will convey your words intact to Archduke Bilaire."

The corners of the devil's mouth twitched slightly, then he bent down, bowed, turned around and walked out under the leadership of the demon guards.

Judging from the expression on his face, he obviously didn't believe a word of what he just said.

In other words, this is diplomatic nonsense that sounds very correct, but has no substantive content at all.

After all, anyone who is not a fool knows that Lord Gracia, who rules the sixth floor, is a close ally of Ms. Fierna, so she will definitely support the latter in the power struggle.

As the ninth-level lord, Zuo Si holds a power of attorney signed by the Lord of Hell, which can directly deprive Gracia of her power and decide who is the final winner in this battle.

If he deliberately allowed Gracia to send troops to join the battlefield, then Archduke Bilaire might be defeated by internal and external cooperation.

At that time, as the nominal lord, Ms. Fierna only needs to announce that her father has launched a rebellion, and Gracia is the reinforcement she invited, so she basically does not have to worry too much about being punished too severely.

Even if he fails, Zuo Si can quickly deprive Gracia of her power, and then pretend to imprison her in the palace for a period of time, blocking the mouths of other lords in advance so that they can't attack.

Therefore, the external pressure currently facing Archduke Bilaire is very high.

As time went by, many devils who were originally loyal to him began to waver, and even secretly passed on information to place bets to prevent being liquidated after defeat.

Watching the envoy disappear at the end of the corridor of the palace, Gracia, who had been standing aside for a long time pretending to be a good baby, immediately opened her arms and hugged Zuo Si's neck from behind, pretending to be a little bird clinging to him, and raised the corners of her mouth.
To be continued...