"Spread out! Spread out quickly! Don't get together!"
A pit fiend commander who had just escaped from Belial's "death roll" through a spell-like ability - advanced teleportation roared loudly at his subordinates who had suffered heavy losses.
In fact, there was no need for him to remind him at all. When they saw such a terrifying giant monster rushing towards them, most of the devils who had the ability to teleport and reacted almost immediately chose to use magic to run away.
After all, their name as the race that is best at "strategic retreat" in the universe is not for nothing.
In fact, the devil has two very distinctive characteristics when fighting or even war.
First, these guys will never show mercy, nor will they deliberately play tricks on their prey like demons when they have the advantage. Instead, they will use all their strength to annihilate the enemy from the beginning.
Second, if you find that the opponent is stronger than expected after exerting all your strength at the beginning, then the devil will choose "strategic retreat" without hesitation, without any hesitation.
Unless their immediate superiors issue a fatal order, requiring them to hold back the enemy at all costs and not retreat even half a step.
The most important thing is that as long as the devils successfully overcome the lemures and the little devils become Barb Devils, they will gain the spell-like ability to cast unlimited [Advanced Teleportation (self only)] every day.
Therefore, every mid-level and high-level devil can quickly enter the battlefield and launch a surprise attack through repeated teleportation in a short period of time, and then retreat before the opponent can react.
A clever devil commander will make full use of this, first ordering a large number of the lowest-level cannon fodder lemures and various undead creatures to block the front, and at the same time divide his mid-level and high-level devils into different batches, and launch raids through repeated cuts to create
Chaos.
As long as there is a disconnect between the enemy's formation and command system, they will immediately take action to seize the weak points and beat them to death with a combination of punches.
In the midst of a bloody battle, the devils were able to pin down demons that were several or even ten times more numerous than themselves on the ground with very few troops. They relied on this clever tactic, the army's strong discipline and unparalleled execution ability.
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Although intermediate and high-level demons can also use the spell-like ability of [Advanced Teleportation] at will, their chaotic nature determines that they are unable to execute such sophisticated tactics.
It is estimated that after completing the teleportation and cutting-in, it will not take long for the demons to become so excited that they forget about retreat.
As a result, the surprise retreat evolved into a suicide charge, and the losses to oneself were far greater than the casualties caused to the opponent.
Therefore, what the demons are best at is to take advantage of their overwhelming numerical advantage and their uncertain individual combat effectiveness, and attack with the whole army with a wave of their hand, each attacking his own enemy.
As mid-level and high-level devils fled from the center of the battlefield, those lemures, little devils, undead creatures, various constructs, hybrid tieflings and other enslaved cannon fodder without the ability to teleport were in bad luck. p>
Although the little devils have released their invisibility spells, they are completely useless in front of the ever-expanding Bilaire.
Anywhere he crushed, not to mention any living things, would be swallowed up by a large piece of magma.
And those eyes at the ends of the tentacles seem to have a natural anti-invisibility function.
Countless little devils were still invisible, but were captured by tentacles that were a mixture of flesh, bone, and metal, and then stuffed into those huge mouths and crushed to pieces, making painful and pitiful screams.
As for the lemures who had no consciousness in the first place and just obeyed orders in a muddle-headed manner, the situation was even worse. They died almost within a few minutes.
There is no doubt that in the process of continuous perfection, Belial has acquired an ability that other Phyrexian creations do not have, and that is endless devouring.
Perhaps it is due to the pain caused by the extreme resistance to the corrosion of the mind by the shining oil, or it may be the sin and depravity corresponding to the single form of the great devil.
In short, the more painful he felt, the more he wanted to vent it out, thus deriving this unique form.
Moreover, Zuo Si could clearly feel that as more and more materials and energy were swallowed, the oil engine being formed inside became extremely huge.
It even exceeds the combined total of all the Demon Judges in the New Phyrexia forces, including Elenon.
In such a state, Bilaire is like the ultimate sutured life form.
The brains and souls of a large number of devils are integrated in a strange way, and under the control of the central controller, they control one or several tentacles in a relatively independent form.
The spells and attacks that continuously explode on the surface of the huge oval body can at best only damage one or several terminal control units, but have no effect on the core hidden inside.
The most important thing is that Shuoyou will continue to repair, transform, upgrade, and iterate so that it can continuously evolve in battle.
At present, some magic-like abilities obtained by devouring high-level devils can already allow the tentacles at the end to open portals and directly cross the distance in space to attack the abyss fiends, snake demons and horned demons hiding in the distance.
Commander.
Not only that, he also formed a structure similar to a processing workshop in his body, constantly creating some weird constructed creatures that resembled clones with mouths and tentacles, and looked like mutant eye demons.
The moment these guys are released, they will directly use their own anti-gravity flight and magic teleportation to suddenly flash to a relatively densely populated area to launch attacks.
Even though they look small and exquisite compared to Bilaire's body.
But in fact, each one has a diameter of thirty to fifty meters, and the larger ones may exceed one hundred meters.
As long as they successfully swallow enough creatures, these guys will flash back instantly and transfer the energy and matter obtained from decomposition to the mother body.
"Damn it! Who can tell me what this thing is? Why have I never heard of such a thing on the fourth floor before?"
Seeing that the Devil Legion under his command suffered heavy losses, and that the entire forward section was almost wiped out before reaching its destination, Viscount Maman finally couldn't bear it anymore and sternly questioned the most powerful Devil Dukes under his command. p>
It's a pity that no one can answer his question.
Even the intelligence chief chose to close his mouth and lower his head, not daring to look into those snake-like eyes.
After all, they spend so many resources every year to infiltrate the fourth level and plant spies. Logically speaking, there should not be any secrets in the entire level.
But this huge monster of unknown origin in front of me was like a loud slap, hitting the faces of all the senior executives present.
What's even more terrible is that they have absolutely no way to deal with this behemoth. They have tried many times to control or even completely destroy it, but in the end they all failed without exception.
Even if hundreds of high-level devils gathered together to perform a magic ritual and summoned a huge flaming meteorite falling from the sky, it only flattened the huge oval body a little.
To be precise, at the moment the meteorite hit it, an invisible red energy protective force field suddenly emerged, followed by a large number of tentacles that gathered together to form an amazing buffer, successfully deflecting most of the damage to the river of flames next to it.
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You don’t need to ask to know that what Billaire just used was the famous [Anti-Color Protection Ring], a unique spell that can make oneself completely immune to certain energy damage.
Since he himself is a devil, he is naturally closer to red mana, and he has devoured so many devils who also have red mana attributes. It is completely reasonable to finally awaken the [Anti-Red Protection Ring].
In contrast, Zuo Si himself is better at using anti-black, red, and blue color protection.
On the one hand, these three colors are what the old dragon Nicol Bolas is good at, so he puts much more effort and energy in this area than the other two colors of mana.
On the other hand, he is indeed better at and frequently uses the necromancy system that symbolizes black and other magic related to decay and decay, as well as the evocation magic that is full of destructive power, as well as control, change, and mind charm spells. With the emergence of the [anti-red protective ring], the fire magic that the devils are most proud of has completely lost its effect.
If you want to cause harm to Bilaire, you must rush forward and risk being captured and devoured by engaging in close combat.
And this is obviously no different than sending yourself to death.
"Lord, I think no matter what the monster is, our plan has been exposed and there is no way to move forward.
It's better to retreat to the third level quickly before anyone discovers it.
At least this can reduce losses and prevent other lords from seizing the opportunity to attack.
The most important thing is that we have no idea how His Majesty Asmodeus will react to this kind of transgression."
A devil duke loyal to Maman carefully gave advice.
It is easy to see from his tone and reaction that he does not actually support this dual military and political adventure.
After all, the situation facing the third level is not optimistic, and it does not have any reliable allies.
Being rashly exposed to the sight of all devils will only trigger the joint strangulation of the two major political groups in hell.
"Retreat?
What about the cooperation I reached with Bilaire?
You must know that I have already betrayed my covenant once during the Great Purge!
If it happens a second time, there will never be anyone in hell willing to be my ally."
Viscount Maman asked sternly while spitting out a snake-like letter.
Since the evil and corrupt side he represents is greed, he often does many things that are not in line with "lawful" tendencies in order to protect his own interests or take away the interests of others.
The most direct manifestation is the devil’s never-ending pursuit of wealth on the third level.
In the eyes of most devils at other levels, things that are quite valuable in the material world, such as gold, silver, and gems, are just tools to achieve a certain purpose and lure mortals into signing more soul-selling contracts.
If it's easy, they don't mind collecting more for emergencies, but they will never put them in a position as important as their souls.
Whenever they find that seizing wealth and treasures may attract too dangerous enemies, or threaten other more important plans, the devils will not hesitate to give up.
After all, in hell, only the soul is the truly valuable hard currency, and as long as the primordial contract is still in effect, inflation and devaluation will never occur.
However, Viscount Maman and his men did exactly the opposite in this regard. Occasionally, they would sacrifice their lives rather than their wealth, and were often ridiculed by devils from other levels.
It is this greedy nature that makes Maman often waver. There is no so-called fixed position at all. He usually leans towards whoever gets the most benefits.
If this were replaced by an abyss demon, there would be nothing to blame.
But the problem is that he is in hell, and the person he is dealing with is an extremely lawful devil.
He has no fixed political views, lacks a coherent diplomatic strategy, and has a wavering character driven by the temptation of interests. It would be strange if he was not despised and cast aside.
Although many powerful devils present wanted to complain about their lords, they still held back their words.
After all, as long as Maman is the lord of the third level, they will have to continue to tolerate this capricious master, otherwise they will be suppressed or even demoted.
While all the senior executives were silent, a six-winged figure with a metallic white light all over his body suddenly appeared above the boiling river of flames and magma.
Zariel, the Archangel of Khorne!
Maman recognized the madwoman who had caused the whole hell to mess up at a glance.
It is not a secret to the lords of other levels to know that the other party left the depths of the bronze fortress of Avernus on the first level and joined the ninth level to become an affiliated lord.
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Even some lords, including him, were still waiting to see Zuo Si make a fool of himself.
After so many years of observation, the entire Baator Hell knows that Zariel, the "Daughter of War", is an out-and-out psychopath. Even Asmodeus cannot completely subdue her. Instead, she causes trouble every now and then.
, it will be an earth-shattering event once it is done.
This is something no superior can tolerate.
Maman guessed that Asmodeus asked Bair to replace Zariel because she was really confused and couldn't stand her lawless and crazy personality.
Therefore, many level lords feel that Zariel will definitely accumulate strength and look for opportunities to rebel and seize power after becoming Zuo Si's subordinate.
It's a pity that after such a long time, no news that the outside world expected has been released.
What shocked countless devils even more was that the ninth level was able to maintain stable rule even when the lord was often absent.
Whether it is the succubus queen Malkanthet or the angel of Khorne Zariel, they all perform their duties honestly and have no intention of replacing them.
This simply goes against the devil's crazy nature of being obsessed with power.
Just when Maman started to have random thoughts due to the appearance of his old enemy, Zariel had already crossed the rolling river of flames with the huge sparkle jet engine behind him, and smashed the head of the chain demon who came forward to stop him with a punch, and his face was
He said hello with a cruel and bloodthirsty expression.
"Long time no see, dear Maman, you are still the same despicable person who only knows how to act in secret."
"Zariel! Why are you here?"
Maman obviously did not get angry because of the slightest offense or insult.
Because for the crazy woman in front of me, these are already quite restrained and polite words.
When I led my troops to support the second level during the great liquidation operation, the other party's scoldings were much harsher than they are now.
Zarrell shook off the brains stained on the metal fist and said in a condescending and arrogant tone: "I'm here to remind you that your current behavior has crossed the line.
According to the laws and rules of hell, it is taboo for a lord of one dimension to enter the territory of another lord without permission and invitation.
Guess what will happen to you if this matter is revealed to Asmodeus?
I can guarantee that although he is unlikely to deprive you of your status as a lord, he will definitely give you a severe enough punishment.
Do you still remember how Levistus, the fifth-level lord, was frozen?
Remember how the Lord of the seventh level, Grand Duke Balzebul, lost his proud handsome fallen angel appearance and turned into an ugly and disgusting slug?
Although I think you are ugly enough now, Asmodeus can definitely make you even uglier."
"So you're here to warn me?
Who does it represent?
Asmodeus?
Or is it your nominal lord Soth?
Or is it that he planned the power struggle that broke out on the fourth level?
What's more, how do you know I'm not invited!
The reason why I appear here is to get permission from the fourth-level lord Fierna to help quell the rebellion. If you don't believe it, you can ask her father, Grand Duke Bilaire."
While Maman was trying to quibble, he kept looking around with the corner of his eye, trying to find the demon army hiding around and preparing to ambush him.
Seeing the other party's stubborn attitude, Zarrell just smiled contemptuously and replied very simply: "There is always only one master that I represent and am loyal to.
That is the creator and father who gave me new life - Soth.
And the big guy who is slaughtering and devouring your army is Belair.
Guess, can he still prove the legality of his actions for you now?
At present, the power struggle on the fourth level has completely ended, and Fierna has won the final victory.
So your political speculation failed from the beginning, and there was no hope of winning from the beginning to the end.
Now this game of thrones is over.
The only thing you can do is to get back immediately, otherwise it will trigger an all-out war between the third and fourth levels.
Maybe other lords will be involved, which will trigger the second great liquidation."
There is no doubt that Zariel's words instantly made Maman's heart sink to the bottom. He subconsciously turned around and stared at the behemoth in the distance that was unscrupulously devouring the demon army.
What makes him even more unbelievable is that Zariel, who always likes to speak with fists and violence, can actually give advice with such clear thinking and rationality.
In particular, the other party is filled with divine power, as if he is a real god who has obtained the priesthood.
Although powerful devils and abyss lords becoming gods is nothing new.
In ancient times, many of them were genuine gods.
But as time goes by and the belief system in the universe improves, it becomes increasingly difficult to do this.
Some devils and devils who were once gods have lost their status as gods and turned into various quasi-divine powers.
Nowadays, Maman is a little confused about Zariel's state. What kind of trump card does the other party have, and he actually dares to appear in front of him alone.
After a minute or two of silence, he pointed to Bilaire, who had become unrecognizable not far away, and asked: "Is it you and Soth who made him look like this?
Gracia summoned an army at the border to prepare for an attack at any time, just to deliberately create a tense atmosphere to attract the attention of other lords?
Then you secretly bribed Khazra, the spiked demon commander of Abrimok Fortress, and asked him to pretend to side with Belial, and then use the gap between the two sides to launch a backstab?
In this way, by cooperating internally and externally, Fierna can easily seize the dominance of the fourth level.
What a good plan.
It seems that everyone has underestimated this young prince of hell.
Should I say that I am worthy of being valued by Asmodeus?"
When he said these words, Maman's eyes showed strong fear.
Relying on the intelligence sent back by his spies and his own analysis, he almost reconstructed the entire incident.
I finally understood why when Bilaire sent out a signal for help at the last moment, he would wail in pain and despair like a beast, and it was so crazy and urgent.
In this series of actions, the opponent successfully grasped the biggest weakness in Bilaire's character, which was the arrogance and arrogance engraved in his bones, and then exploited it as a breakthrough.
The most frightening thing is that Zuo Si doesn't look like a novice participating in this kind of game for the first time.
On the contrary, like an old fox, he accurately predicted the possible reactions of the lords at each level, and ensured that his plans would not be interfered by any party by restraining each other.
If he had not reached a secret agreement with Bilaire in private, Maman can be sure that he would be like other lords now, staring at Gracia's legion, and would not notice it until the dust of the fourth layer settled.
So fooled.
"You already know the answer, don't you?
Please select now.
Should I retreat obediently, or should I continue to go further and further down this wrong path?
Although I personally hope you choose to fight to the end.
In that case, I can enjoy the thrill of fighting and killing, and at the same time settle the accounts of our past grudges."
As the last word blurted out, Zariel raised his hand to hold the magic chainsaw that was glowing with cold light and rotating at high speed, and grinned with a crazy and bloodthirsty smile.
As a madman who lives purely for fighting and war, the only meaning of her life is to harvest lives and spread fear.
Even if he faced thousands of demon legions alone, he was not afraid at all, but was extremely excited.
If this situation were replaced by a devil, I'm afraid they would have had a disagreement long ago.
But devils are lawful and rational creatures and are rarely disturbed by emotions to make impulsive decisions.
What's more, Maman is a typical greedy person who is only interested in profit. He will never do anything that cannot benefit from it.
So after thinking for a moment, he announced very simply: "Okay, you win this time, I will withdraw my troops immediately.
But shouldn’t you control that huge monster a little?
It is frantically chasing and killing my legions.
With it here, even if I want to order a retreat, I can't execute it quickly."
"Okay!"
Zariel agreed without even thinking about it.
She put away the chainsaw and hung it on the huge weapon rack behind her. She raised her hand and made a grabbing motion in the direction of Bilaire.
The next second...
Boom!!!!!!
The huge sparkling oil engine under the latter's body was instantly ignited and quickly flew into the air. The clones that were frantically harvesting life also returned to the mother body and flew towards this side at an extremely fast speed.
Seeing the terrifying black shadow growing larger and closer above their heads, Maman and his men immediately retreated to a safe distance.
Immediately afterwards there was a loud bang, and the fragile ground under his feet was smashed through by the landing Bilaire on the spot. Countless flames and magma spewed out from the ground, forming a terrifying pillar of fire that shot straight into the sky.
Due to the effect of the [Anti-Red Protection Ring], this guy did not suffer even a little bit of damage. Instead, he devoured the red energy to his heart's content, and continued to forge the increasingly powerful Glitter Oil Engine in his body.
At this moment, the inside of his oval body has become an ultra-high-temperature reactor, and the shimmering oil is constantly rotating around the reactor, continuously putting various materials and energy into it for reaction, shaping various shapes.
Alloys for different uses.
But even so, the big devil was still not completely completed. Instead, he retained the last trace of reason and roared in a deafening voice: "Kill me! Kill me quickly! I would rather die than become a puppet and a monster.
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"Sorry, it's not up to you.
My father just said that you are of great research value.
After all, Shuoyou has successfully defeated so many big devils.
But this is the first case of uncontrollable mutation like yours.
Don’t worry, you will change your mind in a few hours at most and fully embrace glorious evolution and rebirth.
This is a supreme gift, and you will understand it later."
Zarrell gently patted the opponent's huge oval body, and pursed his lips with a meaningful expression.
Just like she said, the ninth level has already infected and perfected the great devil more than once.
Most of them are demon dukes who were exiled by Asmodeus, and were later recruited back after the Lord of Hell realized that waste could be recycled.
However, what awaits them is not to be reused, but to be thrown into the sea of glittering oil on the ninth level to be soaked and completed.
The final destination is to be sent to the side of the first-level lord Bayer or the Eight Demon Generals, leading the demon army to expand the territory and transform the chaotic land of the abyss into a lawful land.
Normally, when Zuo Si is away, Zarrell is responsible for contacting Martinot and executing this work.
So she had seen with her own eyes how several devil dukes were infected bit by bit by the shimmering oil, and what they would look like in the end.
"No!!!! I curse you!"
Belair yelled like crazy, trying to control his body and tentacles to kill the vicious enemy in front of him.
It's a pity that Zariel has much more control over Shuoyou than he does now.
The moment those menacing tentacles approach the former, they will immediately die down like tame pets.
Bilaire's shout was undoubtedly heard by Viscount Maman, who was retreating. Only then did he confirm that the huge and twisted monster was his ally, and a trace of unnoticeable nervousness flashed in his eyes.
Because he has no idea what method the other party used to turn a single-form big devil into what he is now, and he doesn’t even know whether the same method will be effective for him.
As the saying goes, fear comes from the unknown.
The greater the unknown that may pose a huge threat, the more it can arouse the fear in the heart, making a person fall into a state of constant fear and uneasiness, unable to extricate himself.
Maman has decided to immediately start to increase the penetration of the ninth level after returning to his hometown, trying to quickly figure out what kind of killer weapon is hidden in the hands of Zuo Si and Zariel.
In contrast, Zariel seemed much calmer. He stayed where he was and waited for Belial to be completely completed before taking him back to the ninth level and starting to dismantle and study it.
At the same time, on the other side, after eliminating her father's remnants and die-hard loyalists, Fierna, who had completely secured her position as the lord of the fourth level, finally announced the news to the public and defined Bilaire as the sinner who launched the rebellion.
An excuse to launch a major purge.
Hundreds of mid-level and high-level devils were purged from the ruling class, while those cronies who performed well in this operation were promoted without exception and successfully occupied the important positions they dreamed of.
There is no doubt that this is a typical example of one person achieving enlightenment and ascending to heaven.
Anyone who took the right side in the power struggle reaped unimaginable huge rewards.
And as Fierna began to take power, the fourth level gradually showed some completely different behavior from before.
She even made no secret of her close relationship with Gracia. At the same time, she praised Zuo Si more than once in public as the most masculine devil in the entire Baator Hell, making herself fascinated and fascinated by him.
This is basically equivalent to pursuing and showing love.
But unfortunately, Zuo Si's reaction to this was always to ignore and not respond, as if he didn't hear anything.
Because since he successfully completed the intervention on the fourth level, he has completed the goal of intimidating the lords of other levels. He is currently sitting in the Fort Marchem on the tenth floor, facing each other at the table with the Lord of Hell.
Have a great time talking.
"My young friend, the ability, skill and resourcefulness you have displayed this time are really impressive.
I believe that after this lesson, lords from other levels will never dare to easily provoke and test your bottom line again.
Gracia can also learn enough knowledge and experience from it, as well as the bottom line that needs to be observed in the power struggle in hell.
The most important thing is that after this incident, those lords are now much more honest.
Even Balzebul, who has always wanted to plot to overthrow my rule, now has to focus part of his energy on you.
At least until he understands your position, he will never dare to take any substantive action.
After all, you and I, together with Gracia and Fierna, already account for more than 70% of the power of the entire Bator Hell."
As he spoke, an enigmatic smile appeared on the Lord of Hell's face. He raised the glass full of wine to signal, then raised his head and drank it all.
It can be seen that he is in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth are always upturned, giving people a sense of playfulness and joking.
If nothing else, he has seen all the little actions between the lords of various levels of hell.
It's just that Asmodeus's city is very deep, and unless the situation reaches the edge of getting out of control, he will rarely intervene directly.
Zuo Si took a sip of hot tea and responded with a smile: "That's too much of a reward. I just did a trivial thing, it's not a big deal.
What's more, Archduke Bilaire is no longer a level lord, so it is far easier to deal with him than many people think.
If it were a real lord who had 100% control over the distribution of divine energy on a certain level, I would really have to put in a lot of effort.
At least the infection speed of Shuoyou will be greatly curbed."
"Oh? Can the sacred energy squeezed from the soul inhibit the infection of the shining oil?"
Asmodeus's eyes shone slightly and he suddenly became interested.
To be precise, he has always paid attention to the almost perfect tool like Shuoyou, and also allocated certain resources to it.
A large number of the lemures that emerged from the incubation pits were sent to the ninth level for completion, and now a mechanical demon army with terrifying numbers and powerful strength has been created.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. If you continue to ingest a large amount of sacred energy, then Shuoyou will slow down its control of the body and mind because it will decompose and swallow up this energy.
Bilaire relied on his own control over energy distribution to survive for a long time.
Until Fierna completely completes her rule over the fourth level and cuts it off from its source.
Otherwise, it is estimated that he may last several weeks, months or even years.
But the advantage is that after absorbing enough energy, the transformation of Shuoyou will make it stronger than the ordinary big devil.
At present, my people have begun to dismantle, study, and analyze Bilaire's huge body.
In the end, we may use this as a blueprint to create a giant war machine nest that can multiply indefinitely and create clones."
"Sounds good.
The more things like this that can increase overall strength and war potential, the better.
In addition, the world you recently connected to has also begun to send thousands of souls to hell.
If it is convenient, please use the ability of planeswalkers to travel through different time and space, and establish connections with as many worlds with large populations as possible.
As a new round of bloody war is about to break out, we need more souls than ever.
As for spending to bribe the local ruling class and lure them into decadence, you don’t have to worry.
I have prepared enough platinum, gold and silver, as well as some other valuable gems and magic items.
All you have to do is spend all this wealth and exchange it for the most precious soul."
After saying that, Asmodeus raised his hand and showed the treasures of one of his treasure troves.
It has to be said that even Zuo Si, who had already achieved wealth and freedom, couldn't help showing a surprised expression when looking at the thousands of precious metal ingots stacked together and emitting golden or silver light, as well as the mountains of gems.
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Although he has long known that as a place where lawful evil gathers in the entire universe, devils are spread across countless material planes and outer planes. Just collecting a little bit while doing business will definitely not be accumulated over thousands of years.
What mortals can imagine.
Just one of the Lord of Hell's treasure troves is enough to make people feel suffocated.
Not to mention the endless gold nuggets piled neatly on the outermost floor of the warehouse, even the number of magic items easily exceeds the "tens of millions" level.
As for how much of it was made by the devils themselves, and how much was picked up by the mercenaries who participated in the bloody battle after their death, it is unknown.
"Your wealth is beyond my imagination."
Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh softly.
As someone who had visited the treasure house of the evil dragon god Tiamat, he originally thought that this greedy goddess was already rich enough.
But who knows, compared with the Lord of Hell in front of me, he is simply a poor beggar.
How do you say that sentence?
Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.
No wonder Tiamat is willing to be the "watchdog of hell".
Most likely, they couldn't walk after learning about the huge wealth Asmodeus possessed. All they could think about was how to get all this wealth into their own hands, even if it was just a tiny bit.
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"Hahahaha!
These useless things are just accessories brought by a long life, nothing to envy.
It is worthless compared to a soul that can bring practical benefits.
Depending on your ability, it may only take about a hundred years to easily accumulate the same amount of wealth.
And these things were originally specially prepared for you.
It doesn’t matter how you want to use it.
Anyway, I just want souls, endless souls."
Asmodeus laughed and expressed his attitude.
Platinum?
Gold?
Silver?
Although these broken things are not completely worthless in hell, who would be a real devil who would take them seriously? They would spend them immediately after handling them and exchange them for contracts to sell their souls. p>
In comparison, gems, magic items and metals can be used as a strategic reserve, but they are still not comparable to souls.
"Aren't you afraid of my corruption?"
Zuo Si asked in a half-joking tone.
Asmodeus also responded in a joking tone: "If you haven't learned how to embezzle and line your own pockets, you are not a qualified devil.
The more you embezzle from it, the closer you will be to the lawful evil side and win the favor of the will of the hell plane. I am so happy that I can’t rush it.
The most important thing is, I don’t care how much you embezzle, as long as the number of souls you get in the end is satisfactory.
In fact, the funding given to you last time has now been paid back and you have made a huge profit.
Although I don’t know exactly what you did in that world, at least hundreds of thousands of souls of non-human intelligent creatures have poured into hell.”
"The souls of hundreds of thousands of non-human intelligent creatures?"
The corner of Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly, and he immediately thought of what Xia En VII said when we parted last time.
Obviously, it is unknown whether these are orcs, draconians, or monsters such as ogres and goblins. They are most likely slaughtered by demilich to upgrade the mind flayer's mastermind.
Moreover, he kindly helped the devil who summoned the past, allowing the latter to complete the signing of the contract before his death.
For doing such a large amount of business at once, it is estimated that at least hundreds of devils will receive awards and promotions for it.
"Ah! It seems you already know what happened.
Okay, let’s end today’s conversation here. It’s time for you to return to Faerûn.
As far as I know, the crazy mortal named Irenicus has made preparations and plans to cross the boundary between humans and gods through a battlefield and massacre.
And the Sons of Baal you funded are now facing their own fate."
After saying this, Asmodeus stood up and made a gesture of invitation.
Instantly!
Zuo Si left Marsham under the influence of some unknown powerful force and appeared directly on his own ninth floor.
Feeling the fleeting teleportation just now, he couldn't help but touch his chin and murmured to himself: "Is this the absolute control that the Lord of Hell has over the entire plane?
You can actually teleport yourself or the target to any point in the hell plane without using any spells.
Maybe I can try to develop some similar powers.
At that time, as long as the surrounding environment is transformed into hell through the connection of land cards, you will naturally be able to obtain this god-like ability..."