"Tell me, Zarrell, are your legions capable of participating in a war now?" Zuo Si asked straight to the point.
Although he originally gave the white Khorne angel in front of him a full million lemures and sufficient energy rations, later as the devils loyal to the ninth level of hell began to operate in other material planes, one after another
Almost 300,000 to 400,000 were added.
But for the scale of wars in the outer planes, which can easily reach millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions, billions or even more, it is nothing at all.
After all, the foundation of the existence of the outer plane is the spiritual projection from the material world.
Especially in those worlds without gods, after death, the souls of mortals will be sent to the nearest outer plane to complete reincarnation according to their camp tendencies, becoming a special kind of petitioner without the blessing of gods.
As we all know, the material world in the universe where the planet Toril is located is not as small as people imagine, but is so numerous that it is difficult to count.
Even if there are only tens or even hundreds of millions of people in each plane, the total number is quite terrifying.
Even if there is no major war or disaster, natural death alone can bring considerable souls to the outer planes.
This is why the bloody battle between devils and demons has been fought for so long with such high intensity, intensity, and large scale. Not only has there been no sign of exhaustion of soldiers, but the numbers and strength of both sides have continued to expand. p>
As for the inner plane that created all the matter and energy in this universe, the potential and scale of war far exceed that of the outer plane.
The endless number of elemental creatures alone can frighten demons who are accustomed to relying on overwhelming numbers to win.
This was perfectly reflected when the Queen of Chaos led the abyss lords to start a war that swept the entire universe.
In that war, the elemental princes who were inclined to evil joined the devil's camp, while those who were inclined to good chose to join the order side.
It is precisely because of their participation that this war has truly reached a level that can cause damage to the existing balance of the entire universe.
Prince Aikwa of the Wind Element even led the coalition of Order to crush the ambitions of Chaos, and completely overthrew the original ruler of the Abyss, the Demon Lord Obiris.
Therefore, Zuo Si has always been very clear that the strength of the new ninth level he rules is still very weak, and the number of legions is far less than that of the other hell levels that have accumulated for who knows how many thousands of years.
If you want to make up for this gap quickly, you need to use the characteristics of shimmering oil to continuously launch wars and plunder resources and souls to strengthen yourself.
Joining forces with the gods of Toril to attack Cyric's kingdom is such an attempt.
It does not need to bear too much risk, but can get enough benefits from it.
Zuo Si vowed that in this war, he would carry forward the spirit of digging deep into the ground and pack up and take away all valuable things in Cyric's country.
It's best to dig out all the stones and soil so that this prince of lies can see what the devil's efficiency is.
Zarrell raised his head and replied in an extremely fanatical tone: "Of course! My legion can rush to the battlefield at any time at your order and deal a devastating blow to the enemy. And I will also personally cut off the enemy commander's head.
The head, embedded in the armor as a medal of victory."
Hearing these murderous words and the smell of blood hitting his face, Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "Very good!
Stop all training and start gathering troops.
Here, this is the scepter given to me by Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, which represents the command authority of thirty demon legions.
Now I hand it to you and hope you can make good use of it.
Remember, try not to use shimmering oil to actively infect anything in this war.
Instead, we need to bring all the loot back to the ninth level for processing, and then complete a series of tasks such as transformation and infection."
"Your will is my command! Please rest assured, no matter what the cost, I will win the final victory for you."
Zariel took the scepter, which symbolized the command authority of the Demon Legion, with both hands, and his eyes burst with indescribable excitement and joy.
Because the desire for war that was engraved in her bones did not subside in the slightest because it was completed by the shining oil, but instead became more bloodthirsty and fanatical.
If Zuo Si hadn't been suppressing him, this guy would have rushed into the first few floors of the abyss and started a mad massacre of the remaining lords, sub-lords and demon army in the strong fortress.
The Succubus Queen on the side also hurriedly said impatiently: "Father, my legion can also go into war at any time."
"No, not for now.
You and your legions continue to be stationed on the ninth level.
The main task is to infinitely amplify the desires of those fallen souls and mortals who come here.
Let them sink in unconsciously, while focusing on the development of various technologies that can bring entertainment and strong sensory stimulation.
As long as I can do this, I can obtain more energy from squeezing souls, and the number and quality of demons I breed will also increase exponentially.
So there is no need to feel jealous because Zariel can lead an army to attack.
In my mind, you are actually as important and indispensable as Zariel."
As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his hand and gently caressed Mecanxiut's fair cheek, extending down to his slender neck and even his collarbone.
The latter was instantly enveloped in a huge sense of happiness. Not only did a faint blush appear on his skin, but his whole body was constantly trembling slightly with excitement.
After a full minute, Mecanxiut finally took a deep breath to regain his composure, bent down and performed an elegant skirt-lifting ceremony: "I understand.
Please rest assured that I and my succubi, seducers, alu demons, and Sisters of Radiance will do our best to provide physical pleasure to those fallen souls and mortals, and to quickly and deeply corrupt them.
According to the report from the Indulgence Demon, they have developed a variety of addictive drugs that can produce strong stimulation, hallucinations, and even greatly improve physical fitness, intelligence, and sensory attributes in a short period of time.
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It is currently sold in some stores and is deeply loved by mortals and fallen souls from the material world.
The next step is to slowly mix it into alcoholic beverages, tobacco and food, so that more people can become addicted to it.
I believe that with the help of these things, this huge city cluster you have built yourself will soon attract countless mortals.
In addition, some exciting programs such as brutal gladiatorial combat, death racing, and unlimited killing championships are also being launched one after another.
At present, our city has more than 50 million non-devil residents, and it is still attracting visitors from different dimensions.
Not long ago, a high-ranking angel from Paradise Mountain led thousands of his subordinates to purchase a building as their headquarters.
She wants to use our rules to change the city's tendencies, thereby saving those corrupt mortals and souls."
"Oh? Did a fish finally take the bait?"
A trace of unexpected surprise flashed in Zuo Si's eyes, but then he gave a meaningful instruction: "Give this high-level angel a little more sweetness in the early stage, so that she can attract more Tianjie creatures to join her. Wait for this to happen.
A big fish has been fattened up, and then he slowly uses various means to make her fall into pain and frustration."
"As you wish!"
The corners of Malcantheat's mouth slightly raised, revealing a playful smile that would make most mortals feel their hearts beat faster and be instantly fascinated by it.
After all, whether they are demons from the Abyss or Baator Hell, they have always maintained a great interest in tempting good celestial beings to fall.
In their eyes, the most beautiful time for these creatures is undoubtedly the huge contrast produced by the moment they fall from good to evil.
As the Succubus Queen, Malkanthet has personally captured female celestial beings more than once.
Understand how much joy and happiness these little cuties can bring to themselves after their fall, their desire to vent, and their indulgent behavior.
After issuing the war mobilization order to Zarrell, Zuo Si quickly returned to his own building in the center of the huge cyberpunk city.
Standing at the top, he could clearly see that with the cooperation of low-level devils and semi-mechanical structures driven by shimmering oil, the area covered by the entire city had exceeded the limit that most people on earth could imagine.
Judging from the straight-line distance from the north-south and east-west directions from the huge cross square in the center of the map to the edge of the city, its area has obviously reached millions of square kilometers.
However, since there is not that much population yet, only the area near the center is relatively lively.
Various colorful neon lights, 3D projection billboards, two public rail transit systems located underground and between high-rise buildings, and aircraft passing by from time to time in the sky all highlight the uniqueness of this place.
There are so many consumption, entertainment and service venues scattered in the streets and alleys that it is dazzling.
Countless mortals who have come here from other planes through portals will be shocked and unbelievable by what they see within a few minutes.
They simply couldn't believe that Baator, the hell that had always been regarded as tyranny, oppression, slavery and tyranny, could actually exist in such a paradise-like place.
Yes!
In the eyes of most mortals, the real plane of heaven is actually a rather boring place.
The social structure there is rigid and boring. The polite attitude of the angels and their pursuit of justice will inevitably make people bored over time.
In contrast, the city built by Zuo Si is more in line with their tastes.
Look at the dazzling array of food and wine in those shops, the video games that can bring you an unprecedented experience, as well as the large number of casinos and the handsome men and beauties in tempting clothes. Isn’t this paradise?
If you think this is not exciting enough?
It doesn’t matter!
In the large arena full of science fiction, there are also games such as brutal fighting, death racing, and unlimited killing that you can enjoy.
The first one knows just by looking at their names that they are fighting each other in the arena.
Anyone who is confident in their ability can sign up to compete.
There are individual competitions, team competitions, and exhibition competitions where teams fight against some giant beasts and monsters.
If you win, you can not only get amazing bonuses and high-end magic items, but you can also become famous, become the spokesperson of certain products, and earn a lot of extra income by shooting advertisements, promotional posters, etc.
If you are smart enough, you can package yourself and even participate in elections and politics with your huge fame.
The biggest attraction of this type of competition is the extreme bloodiness!
Cameras dotted around the arena will take pictures of kills and bloody injuries, and then play them repeatedly on the big screen.
Coupled with the impassioned explanation of the Deceiver Demon, anyone will inevitably feel their blood boiling and have a strong tendency to violence in their hearts.
As for the death race, you don’t need to ask to know that it must be a racing car, and it is also a prop race that can be modified at will.
Without exception, these racing cars are made of oil.
But the owner doesn't know that the cool vehicle he spent a lot of money to buy is actually conscious and can take over ultimate control at any time.
This also provides considerable convenience for manipulating the results of the game.
In order to reflect fairness, the organizing committee will evaluate each participant's vehicle and then divide it into different levels based on speed, defense and attack power.
When the race starts, all cars will start instantly and run on a special track surrounding the city.
During this process, they not only have to be wary of obstacles and traps set by the organizers at all times, but they also have to avoid attacks from competitors, or take the initiative to kill someone they don't like.
Many mortal adventurers and mercenaries whose civilization level was stuck in the Middle Ages or even the slightly better Renaissance period had never seen such an exciting performance and were immediately deeply attracted by it.
In order to compete and place bets, some people even sold all their magic items and signed a devil's contract, just so that they could have a shiny oil chariot to compete and win the crazy high prize money at the end.<
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However, it is not ruled out that some lunatics simply want to have fun.
No one can refuse the intense excitement of traveling at lightning speed and walking on the edge of death.
The Unlimited Killing Championship is equivalent to a real-life chicken eating contest.
The devil responsible for organizing this event will throw hundreds of unarmed contestants into a specially designed ruins, small town, forest, swamp, mountain or jungle terrain.
Let them search for weapons, potions, scrolls and magic items inside, and then fight each other to determine the final winner.
Because everything is full of uncertainty and randomness, the responses of the contestants are also extremely real, so it is also well received by the residents.
The Earl of Hell—Lonnier also lived up to Zuo Si’s expectations.
A large number of high, middle and low-end restaurant chains and the "Gluttony Barrier" he has set up make it very easy for everyone who comes to the ninth level of hell to feel hungry.
Coupled with the desire amplification ability of the lust-obsessed waiter, it usually takes a month or two to turn a muscular warrior into a fat man who can't even walk without breathing.
Ubiquitous temptation, desire, indulgence, and depravity fill every corner of this city.
In this way, the lust demon created by Zuo Si uses subtle means to continuously amplify the desires of all mortals and fallen souls, allowing them to easily break through the moral bottom line inadvertently.
Some of the fallen souls who were worried about whether they would suffer terrible torture after signing the contract quickly sank after experiencing the joy brought by these extreme indulgences. All they could think about was how to get faster and get more in the future.
Break the law and get money under the rules.
Otherwise, once the experience card expires, the sense of loss and pain caused by losing entertainment will be enough to drive them into madness.
"Dear Lord, here is the information about the high-level devils who came to you from other levels recently.
Relying on the advertising effect of using Egres last time, you are now known as the most benevolent, generous, generous and magnanimous lord in the entire hell.
Of course, there are also many devils who affectionately call you the prince or prince of hell.
Maybe you should consider giving yourself a title to distinguish yourself from other level lords.
Personally, I think the prince sounds better.
And it can also make outsiders have unlimited reverie, thinking that Asmodeus will give you Princess Gracia as the princess in the future, thus indirectly controlling the sixth level."
Gramir, who was wearing a low-cut shirt, short skirt, black stockings and high heels, placed a thick stack of documents filled with purgatory words on the table, faithfully performing her duties as the lord's exclusive secretary.
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders without looking back: "It doesn't matter, just arrange it as you want. I don't care about any of this anyway. Oh, I almost forgot to ask, what did you arrange for Egres after he came back from his mission?"
What kind of job?"
The Pleasure Demon pursed his lips and said with a chuckle: "I arranged for him to be the Palace Intelligence Director.
Of course, this is an internal term. Externally, we generally call him a diplomatic ambassador.
He himself likes this job very much and is actively using various means to place spies in the palaces of other lords, and has achieved some results so far.
If you are willing, you will immediately learn about Princess Gracia's relationships with demons and mortals in recent weeks, as well as the conflict that broke out between Lady Fierna and her father, Archduke Bilaire.
However, our intelligence network is still very weak and is not enough to investigate the spies currently lurking on the ninth level."
"This is not urgent.
Anyway, I don’t have any conflict of interest with the lords from other levels, so we can just keep the current status of keeping things in check.
It's you.
You must feel very sad when you learn that the relationship between your mother and father is getting worse and worse, right?"
With that said, Zuo Si turned around and walked straight to his secretary, staring at the other person's lavender eyes that were always flashing with endless temptation and joy.
But Gramir spread his hands indifferently: "No, I don't care what their relationship will be like in the end. After all, from the moment I was sent here as a gift, I am yours.
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As he spoke, the pleasure demon raised his head and exuded amazing attraction, as if he was hinting at something or sending out some kind of invitation.
"If one day, you need to make a choice between your parents, who do you want to win?" Zuo Si continued to ask calmly.
"Of course it's my mother. At least she gave birth to and raised me, and she also taught me the rules of survival in hell. I don't understand why you suddenly ask this?"
There was doubt in Gramiel's eyes.
"Here, take a look at this. After reading it, you may understand."
Zuo Si smiled half-heartedly and handed over a note he was holding.
At the moment of seeing it, Gramir's pupils quickly dilated, narrowed, and then dilated again. His body and hands trembled slightly uncontrollably, and his face revealed an expression of shock and disbelief.
The content of the note is very simple, that is, Ms. Ferna hopes that Zuo Si can use her daughter to perform an evil and terrifying magic ritual, and curse Archduke Bilaire at the cost of sacrificing his blood, life and soul to ensure that he will live in the future for a long time.
fall into weakness within a period of time.
Sacrifice yourself?!
Gramil suddenly felt trapped in boundless darkness, fear and despair.
She seemed to finally understand why her mother had always forbidden her to have an overly close relationship with any devil, even if she was promoted to a pleasure devil, she still remained a virgin.
It turns out that in the eyes of Ms. Philna, her daughter is just a tool used to deal with her father at critical moments, an expensive consumable.
"How about it, do you now know why I asked those questions just now?"
Zuo Si instantly lit the note on fire and threw it into the air, burning it in just two or three seconds.
There is no doubt that the political struggle in hell is extremely cruel.
Except for the lord at the top of the pyramid, the other devils are just pawns and ants.
Even the children of lords are often just puppets of their parents.
In this regard, we can get a glimpse of it from Asmodeus's treatment of his daughter Gracia.
The Hell Princess first appeared as a rebel.
She denounced her father and refused to recognize the Lord of Hell's absolute control over Baator Hell. In order to overthrow it, she even did not hesitate to form an alliance with Maman, the lord of the third level, and even became the latter's lover. p>
But after the great purge, Gracia's attitude immediately made a 180-degree turn. Not only did she immediately abandon Maman and swear allegiance to her father, but she also replaced the hag countess as the sixth level.
Lord.
With this series of changes, it is hard not to think that the Princess of Hell is actually a spy that Asmodeus deliberately planted beside Maman in order to collect information about all the lords who intend to launch a rebellion, and finally kill them all.
As for how Asmodeus manipulates his daughter, others still don’t know.
But one thing can be confirmed.
In front of the Lord of Hell, a political novice like Gracia can't hide any secrets.
In the same way, Ms. Philna was initially just a puppet pushed up by her father. The latter's purpose was only to keep the power in her hands from being weakened with the loss of the position of lord.
But the problem is that Ms. Philna is obviously smarter and knows how to use her beauty and title of nominal lord to slowly win over and form her own power.
She is not willing to be a puppet, but wants to find ways to seize power from Grand Duke Bilaire and become a real lord.
In Gramiel's eyes, Ms. Philna's image has always been that of a cunning woman who is elegant, sleek, sexy, full of strong personal charm, and never expresses her true inner thoughts easily.
At the same time, it is also the goal that she has always admired, longed for and studied.
But now, after realizing that he was just a secret weapon used by his mother to deal with his father, the pleasure demon's psychological defense collapsed instantly.
It felt like being betrayed by the most trusted relative, with anger mixed with sadness.
If she hadn't been born with strong emotional control, she would have screamed and shed tears.
"Now you understand why Ms. Fierna and I formed an alliance, and why did she send you here?"
Zuo Si sprinkled a handful of salt with chili powder on the other party's wounds in an emotionless tone.
A sad smile appeared on Gramir's beautiful face: "Of course. Are you telling me this now to immediately respond to my mother's request to pronounce my fate?"
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, on the contrary, I am going to give you a choice. Choose the person you want to support between Ms. Ferna and Archduke Bilaire."
"I don't understand what you mean..."
Gramir felt a little confused.
Because in her opinion, her own value cannot be compared with that of her mother.
So when Ms. Philna made the request, her fate of becoming a sacrifice was already sealed, and there was no room for maneuver.
What's more, after coming to the ninth level for such a long time, she even failed to seduce the lord she was loyal to. It was a failure to the extreme, and could even be described as the shame of a pleasure demon.
"Hahahaha! Your reaction is kind of cute.
To be honest, I really doubt whether Ms. Philna really taught you the rules of survival in hell, so that your character is so innocent and simple.
Do you think I only ally with your mother?
Or do you think someone like me would choose to hang from a tree?"
While laughing, Zuo Si stretched out his hand to pinch the other person's delicate chin, his eyes full of teasing.
The next second...
Gramir understood something instantly, swallowed subconsciously, and asked in a stammering tone: "You...are you still in alliance with my father, Archduke Bilaire?"
"Bingo! Correct answer!
In fact, before forming an alliance with Ms. Ferna, Archduke Bilaire approached me first.
So for me, it doesn't really matter who wins this political battle.
What matters is whoever I help will win.
Now, I leave the choice to you, and let you decide the fate of your father and mother.
This is interesting, isn't it?
Because they all want to control your destiny, but the result is directly the other way around.
And like I just said, you are mine.
I have no habit of letting others decide the life and death of my men."
When saying these words, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with creepy malice.
The kind of evil that comes from the deepest part of the mind and soul immediately made Gramir, a pleasure demon, shiver, and his eyes revealed naked and undisguised awe and fear.
But almost at the same time, a strong stimulation, excitement and admiration emerged in her heart. She felt that the other person exuded indescribable strength, insidiousness and cunning, which made her deeply fascinated by him.
Because these qualities are the ultimate goals that countless devils are willing to sacrifice everything for.
Gramir only felt that his heart was beating rapidly, and the fair skin all over his body was congested due to the violent fluctuations of emotions, glowing with an attractive pink light, and there was some indescribable pleasure in his spirit.
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After several minutes, she bit her lower lip and asked cautiously: "What are you going to do?"
Zuo Si replied with a playful look: "Relax, no matter who you choose, I will not sacrifice you because it would be too wasteful.
You know, it is not easy to find a beautiful, sexy, virginal, and capable female devil secretary these days.
The most important thing is that after this incident, you should be very clear about who you want to be loyal to, right?"
While speaking, Zuo Si's eyes scanned the pleasure demon in front of him from head to toe several times, and stayed at certain positions for more than three seconds.
"Of course, my dear Lord.
In the cruel political struggle of the devil, only a great and evil prince of hell like you can truly be invincible and protect me forever.
In addition, I assure you that in addition to the ability you mentioned, I am also very capable in another aspect.
If you need it, I can let you experience it for yourself now."
As the last word blurted out, Gramir gently kicked off the high heels on his feet and began to unbutton his shirt one by one. At the same time, he stood on tiptoes and kissed him actively.
The strong sense of crisis that she almost lost her life made her eager to do something to close the relationship between herself and the lord.
But Zuo Si raised a finger and pressed it on the moist red lips of the Joy Demon, and stopped him with a smile: "Don't be so impatient, it will only make you look nervous, guilty and scared.
Compared with you now, I still prefer the kind of you who are aloof and full of elegance and temptation.
And we will have plenty of time in the future to play these little games slowly.
What you need to do now is to calm down, think carefully about everything related to the fourth level, and then sort it out in detail, and then think clearly about who you want to win in your heart.
Okay, now put on your shoes and go about your business.
I still need to prepare to participate in the divine war and fulfill the contract I have signed."
"As you wish, my lord."
A strange glint flashed in Gramiel's eyes, and he sucked the finger on his lips in a provocative manner, then re-buttoned his shirt, turned around and disappeared into the corridor outside the office on high heels. p>
Just a few seconds after her front foot left, the succubus queen Melkanshut who was hiding in the dark came out, took out a white handkerchief from somewhere, wiped the saliva on her fingers with a look of disgust, and then
He asked in a very incomprehensible tone: "Father, why are you wasting your time on this pleasure demon? Didn't you say that she is just an insignificant victim?"
Zuo Si explained patiently: "Maybe in the past, Gramir was just a chess piece meant for sacrifice.
But now, from the moment I intervene, she is no longer a mere pawn, but a heavyweight who can decide who belongs to the fourth level of hell.
Although it is not my intention to get involved in complex political struggles.
Since the lords on so many levels want to manipulate me and use me to achieve their ulterior purposes, I can only do something to respond to their expectations, right?
I believe that after they see what I can do in the fight between Ms. Ferna and Archduke Bilaire, these boring temptations will be much less frequent."
"But that damn pleasure demon always has some inappropriate intentions for you."
Malcanthet cursed angrily in a low voice.
"This is normal.
Hell is a plane of order, so power and status will have a very strong attraction.
As long as I am still the lord of the ninth level, second only to Asmodeus, countless devils will fall at my feet.
The demons of desire and pleasure just took advantage of their gender and appearance.
If one day word spreads here that I am also interested in male devils, there will soon be countless other types of devils willing to stick their butts out, waiting for me to pamper them.
But don’t worry, there is no way these devils can replace your place in my heart."
As he spoke, Zuo Si inserted his fingers into the Succubus Queen's hair, and then smoothed it down to the ends.
Melcantheut closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment, and occasionally hummed softly.
Just when she was about to grab the former's hand and kiss it, the sound of heavy footsteps interrupted everything.
Zarrell, who was fully armed, walked straight in from the outside, slapped the strong armor on his chest hard, and reported directly: "Father, according to your instructions, I have completed the assembly of the army. As for the assistance of the Lord of Hell,
Thirty demon legions will arrive in four and a half hours."
Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "Very good! After the reinforcements arrive, we will immediately set off to the shadow plane to join the coalition of gods there, and then use it as a springboard to attack the Supreme Throne."
"You mean...we have to obey the arrangements of the gods in this war?" Zarrell frowned subconsciously.
"Tempus, the god of war, is the supreme commander of the coalition forces.
But I think he will definitely not have the patience to sit back and command, and will instead choose to lead the charge into battle.
If nothing else, the goddess of strategy should be responsible for arranging tasks.
Based on the character of the Yin Red Knight, they will only roughly divide the areas they are responsible for.
So the battlefield command is still in your hands."
Zuo Si expressed his guess with great interest.
He doesn't think that at the level of the goddess of strategy, she can command a legion full of conflicts and hostility among the gods.
Especially those petitioners with opposite camps and opposing doctrines can start a fight if they don't make a good move to protect themselves.
Therefore, just separating the legions of different camps and letting them each be responsible for an area is enough to give the Yin Red Knight a headache.
As for the great God of War Tempus, he only needs to charge mindlessly and enjoy the pleasure of killing and fighting, and never cares about these messy things.
Zuo Si seriously suspected that Tempus promoted the mortal strategic goddess to get rid of these things that required repeated thinking.
……
Time flies, four and a half hours passed in a flash.
After two of the Eight Demon Generals arrived with thirty demon legions, Zuo Si directly used the contract to ask the gods to open a huge interdimensional portal for his army.
Immediately afterwards, Zariel, the angel of Khorne, led a heavily-formed legion to pass through and appeared on a gray ground.
After a while, relying on the devil's strong discipline, the legion spread out in the designated area and formed a neat square formation.
If it were an ordinary demon army, it would be impossible for the gods to react.
After all, they have already experienced the devil's outstanding discipline, tactics and strategy more than once in bloody battles.
However, the one and a half million angels under Zariel's command who look like manipulating heavy mechas, and the various giant and super-giant war weapons that are full of science fiction appeared with them, instantly attracted the attention of many gods.<
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Ogma, the God of Knowledge who had the best relationship with Zuo Si, teleported over from a long way away immediately and asked with a surprised look on his face: "Is this the Mechanical Angel Legion that you mentioned to me last time?" p>
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Well, that's right. So, they're not bad."
"Not only is it not bad, it is simply impressive.
He is truly a planeswalker!
The control of energy has reached an incredible level.
It is actually possible to shape this kind of creature that has the appearance of a celestial creature and uses sacred energy, but its soul is an out-and-out devil.
I think the will of the hell plane must have given you a huge reward, right?"
Ogma's eyes sparkled with curiosity and inquiry.
He is the only god among the gods in Toril who knows about Shimmering Oil. He even personally went to help with some research and put forward many very valuable and constructive suggestions.
Therefore, the God of Knowledge is very aware of the dangers hidden in this substance while bringing great convenience.
However, he was obviously not worried at all that Zuo Si would use this substance to infect Faerûn.
The reason is simple!
Zuo Si himself did not use Shimo Oil to transform and strengthen his body. Obviously he did not think it was a kind of "perfection", but simply used it as a tool.
"Well! I have recently gained a lot of strength from the feedback from the will of the hell plane. Unfortunately, most of it can only be effective when I am in hell." Zuo Si said with a hint of regret in his tone.
Just when Ogema was about to say something, a bald man over two meters tall stepped on the back of a black horse and a white horse and rushed over from a distance.
Anyone with a bit of discernment can recognize that the person coming is none other than Tempus, the God of War.
The two horses at his feet, the white one is a female horse - Veros, and the black one is a male horse - Diros.
You don’t need to ask to know that the above two horses are out-and-out divine creatures, the exclusive mounts of the God of War.
In Faerûn, on many battlefields where large-scale wars broke out, Tempus can often be seen wandering in the sky riding on these two horses.
He will not support one party permanently, but will randomly support one party on a certain day, and then suddenly support the other party the next day.
The only thing the participating forces can do is to pray as much as possible before the battle begins, and then offer wine and food after the battle is over, hoping to please the most powerful god of war.
However, as long as you read some of the war records in Candlekeep, you will find that whether it is praying or offering wine and food, it will not really affect Tempus's choice.
As a god of the chaotic neutral camp, he takes his willfulness to the extreme and will not be swayed by other factors at all.
When he came closer, the God of War suddenly let out a deep roar from his mouth, followed by two horses that immediately slowed down and stopped steadily.
Tempus jumped off the horse and asked with gleaming eyes: "Is this the army you brought?"
"Yes.
A total of thirty demon legions.
Even in previous bloody battles, it was a force that could determine the outcome.
In addition, I also brought my own legion of mechanical angels, one million and hundreds of people, and a large number of long-range weapons and engineering equipment.
I believe that with such an army and the coalition of gods, it will definitely not be a problem to capture Cyric's country."
After saying this, Zuo Si immediately waved to the commander of the army, Zariel.
In the blink of an eye, this angel of Khorne, exuding war fever, flew over and landed on the ground.
Tempus undoubtedly felt the desire of the lord of the first level of hell who once had the title of "Daughter of War" for war, killing and blood. A terrifying red light shot out of his pupils, as if he saw something that made him
Something that makes me extremely happy.
Similarly, Zarrell also noticed the God of War's reaction. Instead of avoiding it at all, he raised his chin proudly.
The two looked at each other for about two or three seconds, and Tempus couldn't help but burst into deafening laughter...