Seventh Heaven Mountain, a lofty plane that originally exuded the aura of peace and order, is full of prosperity and abundance led by kind gods and the Archon Gods.
Even the souls of reincarnated mortals will emit sacred silver or golden light.
Because this is a place of supreme goodness, no demons, monsters, filth and evil can escape, and there is no way to hide themselves.
Even some extremely evil guys came here and were baptized and began to gradually realize the numerous crimes they had committed. They began to wake up, repent, and abandon their ambitions and desires, gradually turning from the evil camp to good.
There is a very famous town on the first level that was founded by a good lich.
But now, many places here have been completely occupied by demons, devils, yugoloths and other demons from the lower planes, as well as armies led by evil gods.
Those archon gods who originally advocated kindness and the kind-hearted mortal souls who had just been reincarnated either degenerated under the torture day and night, or turned into coolies who were cruelly enslaved.
Especially the first few floors, at first glance, they are basically no different from hell and abyss.
Everywhere there are mine pits that have been roughly dug out like scars, and trees have been destructively cut down leaving only bare hills.
Driven by the vicious overseer's whip, the slave workers, densely packed like ants, worked non-stop all day long until they fell to the ground from exhaustion and could never get up again.
There is no doubt that this moment is the darkest moment since the birth of Seventh Heaven Mountain.
It was like a beautiful girl who was originally cold, noble, and chaste, but now she was pinned to the ground by a group of stinky men and was ravaged in turn, with traces of filth and filth all over her body.
Fortunately, those kind-hearted people who survived have not lost hope.
Because Zafkiel, the supreme leader of the Seven Martyrs of Heaven, did not surrender to the unprecedentedly powerful evil legion, but still resisted with the help of many allies, and a final decisive battle was about to begin.
As long as they win, this expedition launched by the Lord of Hell, Asmodeus, will end in complete failure. All evil forces will be expelled from the Seventh Heaven Mountain, and the light of the Supreme Good will once again envelope the entire plane.
Justice will prevail!
Kindness will win!
At least that's what the prisoners thought.
But they don't know that there is a huge behind-the-scenes hand that is already quietly fiddling with the threads of fate. It won't be long before all their hopes are shattered and they fall into the abyss of despair.
At this moment, in the camp of the demon army at the forefront of this battle between good and evil, Asmodeus was admiring with great interest the ultimate weapon that had just been sent from the ninth level.
Although he had known for a long time that Zuo Si had many terrifying technologies from other times, spaces and universes in his hands, he never expected that the other party would actually create a mass-produced weapon that could rival the incarnation of a god and possess god-like power.
Especially the Doomsday Golem, which even made the big devils and dimension lords present look with fear and even fear in their eyes.
Because maybe one or two of these things are fine, but once the number exceeds three or more, there is a certain probability that they can be successfully surrounded and killed.
What makes them even more uneasy is how many of these super weapons are there in the ninth level of Zuo Si's rule?
Will the Ninth Level, which possesses such terrifying power, continue to surrender to Asmodeus on the surface?
Will the original order and authority of Baator Hell be severely shaken?
You must know that hell is not an abyss, but a very mature political system and unspoken rules for power struggles.
The most important thing is, will this potential political storm force everyone to take sides?
In short, there are too many possibilities and uncertainties.
In addition, devils are all born conspirators, and even some signs will trigger their endless associations, not to mention such naked "evidence" before their eyes.
Therefore, the entire top management of the Demon Army is in a state of confusion right now.
Fierna and Gracia, who have a close relationship with Zuo Si, have already begun to think about how to tie themselves tightly to this chariot.
And the outsiders like Viscount Maman began to think about whether to show their loyalty by "persuading people to join" in private.
Only the evil dragon goddess Tiamat, who walked among the lords of all levels, had a faint smile on her face, observing the reactions of every great devil like an outsider.
Because although she is still a member of the Baator Hell camp, she has been removed from the position of plane lord, so she does not need to get involved in this complicated and weird political struggle.
What's more, her cooperation with Zuo Si started a long time ago.
The dragon eggs and my own divine blood that I invested in the beginning are continuously yielding huge returns.
Especially those evil new dragon species with different shapes and abilities, but extremely fast growth rate, which directly allowed her dragon group to overwhelm the dragon group of her old enemy, the Platinum Dragon God Bahamut, in the three areas of quantity, scale and quality.
Not only that!
Tiamat also heard that Bahamut's country was attacked by unknown thieves not long ago. Not only did they loot all the most precious and valuable treasures, but also the kind-hearted metal dragons who had been given divinity.
The guards were also packed away.
When she heard the news for the first time, she was stunned for several minutes and could not recover.
But what followed was days of laughter!
That’s right!
Just hilarious!
The kind that can't be stopped.
The majestic Dragon God can't even see his own treasure?
This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!
Although in the eyes of those kind gods, Bahamut is definitely a victim and should be sympathized with and seek justice.
But in the circle of the Dragon God, this is 100% a social death, a shame that goes around in circles.
Now if encountered on the battlefield, Tiamat doesn't even need to use harsh insults. She only needs to emphasize "Your treasure has been stolen", and Bahamut will break through the defense and rush forward in an instant.
There is no way around it. In the Dragon God's circle, having treasure stolen or robbed is a major issue regarding reputation and face.
Although there are rumors that this matter was done by Musk, the god of thieves, and her, the evil dragon goddess.
But Tiamat knew best that this matter had nothing to do with her at all.
Now she also wants to know who did this, and then reward him severely.
As for the political struggle within Baator Hell, Tiamat doesn't care at all right now.
Because she is one of the few people who knows the tacit understanding between Zuo Si and Asmodeus.
Understand that no matter what kind of conflicts they have in private, these two extremely rational political creatures will never break up, let alone cause conflicts to make outsiders laugh.
To be precise, the reason Asmodeus was able to gather the strength to launch this war between good and evil in such a short period of time was thanks to Zuo Si's continuous plundering of massive souls from other time spaces and universes.
Today, Zuo Si is equivalent to controlling the energy, human resources and money bags of the entire Baator Hell.
It's like there is a company where a department suddenly expands rapidly in a short period of time, to the point where it completely overwhelms the head office. The profits that are turned over every year can make everyone feel fat.
I wonder which smart leader would fall out with such an ally that can bring huge benefits?
So Tiamat knew very well that there was no problem between Zuo Si and Asmodeus.
The real problem is these big devils who want to take advantage of the opportunity to gain more political resources and status.
"Honorable Lord of Hell, are you satisfied with these new weapons?"
As the messenger of the ninth level, Gramir put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply to the formidable evil master.
Asmodeus smiled and nodded: "Of course, I am very satisfied. Say hello to your master for me and thank him for his continuous support of this great expedition."
"It's our honor."
Gramiel casually handed Martinot the device used to control those ultimate weapons.
The latter took it carefully, put it into the box prepared in advance, and hugged it tightly to his chest.
The manager was obviously aware of the subtle atmosphere at the scene, so he acted very nervous.
But Asmodeus seemed to have seen nothing. He touched his chin and asked with interest: "What has Soth been busy with recently? If I remember correctly, he shouldn't have shown up for a long time, right?"
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"The master is launching a war of unprecedented scale in other time and space."
Gramiel didn't hide anything and gave his answer openly.
Because she knew that this matter was not a secret to the Lord of Hell.
"Oh? Has it started yet?"
The red light flashing in Asmodeus's eyes suddenly surged, and then he opened his arms and laughed without any warning.
"Hahahaha! That's it! Soth, my young friend, I really didn't expect that you would actually mess with me this time."
Obviously, he has understood the ambiguous attitude of the Ninth Level since the war began, as well as the real intention of selling weapons and equipment on both sides.
To be continued...