Seeing the appearance of the leader of the Death Army who made such a big fuss in Comoros and even allowed himself to be a "bunker boy" for a while, Asdubal Viktor immediately became furious.
As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
If he was asked to find one person he hated the most in his life that lasted for thousands of years, it would have to be Efrenie.
Because this is the only culprit who has truly shaken his power, prestige and rule over the Dark Eldar.
There is a saying that cuts off a person's financial resources like killing his parents.
Even relatively low-level wealth is like this, not to mention power, which is something that makes countless people obsessed with it, willing to risk their own lives and the lives of their whole family, and even go completely crazy.
So even though he knew that the Death Army might be the only hope that could threaten Slaanesh and save the entire Eldar race, Asdúbal Viktor still tried every means to kill Efreni.
Otherwise, the Dark Eldar will always be thinking about having such an organization that can free them from the painful state of being sucked out of their souls by Slaanesh.
Instead of constantly killing, plundering, enslaving and torturing others to gain relief as before, and then continuing to sink deeper into the abyss of depravity, just like how the Eldar Empire collapsed and was destroyed under the influence of arrogance and extravagance.
Although Asdubal Victor was just an insignificant slave in the Eldar Empire era, and was almost used as a sacrifice to have his throat cut and died in obscurity, but in his heart he was full of yearning for the unscrupulous and luxurious life of the nobles of that era, and he liked it.
All kinds of ultimate sensory stimulation.
This is why he maintained the ancient traditions of the Dark Eldar after taking power.
Especially the Haemonculi, who are dark artists and technological masters, their status is even higher than that of the Eldar Empire. They do not need to abide by any laws or moral standards and can use their imagination and creativity on any slave as they wish.
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Facts have proved that when an individual at the bottom of society climbs to a high position after experiencing chaos and turmoil, there is a high probability that he will not choose to speak out for his compatriots who have suffered hardship and oppression together, let alone want to build a more equitable society.
system.
On the contrary, it is possible to intensify and become the upper-level ruler that I was most hostile to and hated, and repeat what the other party did.
The most important thing is that Asdubal Victor doesn't like words like "hope" and "salvation" at all, which sound disgusting to him.
He also hopes that the entire Dark Eldar race will always be like him, sinking in this pure darkness and evil, and acting as a troublemaker in the galaxy through a method similar to retaliating against society, releasing the malice in his heart, and constantly destroying others.
Originally a happy and happy life and taking pleasure in it.
In other words, this is a pure villain.
If Zuo Si is compared to the kind of ideal and ambitious villain who can speak out a lot of truth through rigorous logical thinking and eloquence, and even subvert the opponent's values and cognition, then Asdubal Vik
Especially the kind of villain who deliberately creates all kinds of accidents and misfortunes, first makes others collapse emotionally, and then suddenly appears when questioned by the other party and the word "fun" pops out of his mouth.
From an outsider's perspective, it is difficult to evaluate which of these two types of evil is more threatening.
But what is certain is that the latter is definitely more annoying.
But the good news is that evil people will be punished by their own evildoers.
Asdúbal Victor, who has been playing with the fate of others all his life, finally met his destined nemesis Everene.
He would never have dreamed that this little girl, who was regarded as an ant, would actually create an unprecedented chaos in Commorragh. Countless demons poured into the streets from the subspace, and once the rule of the entire city collapsed.
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Even the pursuers sent out failed without exception.
What's even more irritating is that before he can take action to find trouble for Epherene, Epherene actually wants to lead the Death Army and collude with Mrs. Aurelia Malus, completely subverting her rule.
And standing behind him was the father of New Phyrexia, whom Asdúbal Victor could never offend.
"Haha, I like your current expression. It feels like a failed old dog barking incompetently."
Efrenie raised the corners of her mouth and revealed a mocking smile.
It is easy to see from the expression on her face that she enjoys condescendingly looking down at the enemy who almost killed her like a victor.
"Since you think I'm a failed old dog, why don't you try it yourself?
Don't think that you can do whatever you want now that you have taken refuge with a powerful new master.
Remember, the master's power is not your own power.
You are just a clown who pretends to be powerful."
Asdúbal Victor showed no sign of weakness and instead issued a bitter sarcasm.
As an old monster who has lived for 10,000 years and climbed up from the bottom of society, this guy's level of swearing and sarcasm is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
What's more, he originally looked down on this God of Death.
"Joker? Are you describing yourself?"
Efreni fought back without showing any signs of weakness, and at the same time, she quickly waved the old woman's sword in her hand and rushed forward to launch a fierce attack.
With the blessing of the power of the God of Death, this woman with a bit of madness in her bones is almost one of the most powerful individuals in the entire Eldar race today.
His superb martial arts skills and nearly immortal body are simply a nightmare for all his enemies.
Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!
Accompanied by the crisp sound of metal collision and the continuous sputtering of golden sparks, this battle that was more about settling personal grudges than a fight for power finally kicked off.
Asdubar Victor, who has almost never fought with anyone, finally took off his disguise and showed off his top fighting skills that have been honed for nearly 20,000 years.
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When Lady Aurelia Malus saw this, she immediately roped in another female consul to join the fray, forming a three-on-one battle.
But unfortunately, this is not an open terrain, but a relatively narrow passage, so the numerical advantage cannot be used well to form an encirclement.
At best, it can only be a round-robin battle that continuously consumes the opponent's physical strength.
Especially the power ax gun, which is a typical long-handled weapon, and its attack range is much longer than that of swords, arm blades, knife fans and the like.
Efreni tried to get closer several times but was forced to retreat.
Because she didn't want to experience what it felt like to have her body deconstructed from the molecular level by a crushing force field.
"Damn it! This old guy is hiding so deep!"
Mrs. Aurelia Malus couldn't help but curse under her breath.
As the person who had the earliest acquaintance and the closest relationship with Asdúbal Victor among everyone present, she had spent hundreds of years sleeping with him.
He even knows how many moles the other person has on his body, which parts are more sensitive, and what his favorite XP is.
But now, she suddenly realized that she had never known the real Asdubar Victor.
In other words, Asdúbal Victor has been misleading others through disguise, even his closest spouse.
"Be careful! If you are accidentally killed at this time, everything you have done before will become meaningless." The female consul reminded with a serious look.
After all, every resident of Comoros knows that only by living can you enjoy the feast of the final division of interests.
Those unlucky ones who lose their lives in the process get nothing.
"You know this without telling me."
Mrs. Aurelia Malus rolled her eyes angrily, and at the same time threw a poisoned dart at her "ex-husband".
"Tsk tsk! It seems that you are still worried about being abandoned by me back then, dear Malus."
Asdúbal Victor knocked down the dart easily and tried to provoke the opponent's anger with words.
He knew very well that if he continued to fight a war of attrition with the three women in front of him, he would be the one who died in the end, and he had to find a way to kill one of them first.
If you can anger the "ex-wife" who is full of resentment in your heart and kill her, then the chance of winning one against two will increase a lot.
But it is a pity that Mrs. Aurelia Malus has long been a person without a "heart".
In a game with the Laughing God, she won a crystal heart and replaced her original heart with it.
This means that she is almost unlikely to be swayed by her emotions.
Mrs. Aurelia Malus ignored her "ex-husband's" provocation at all and kept throwing out more poison darts, occasionally cutting in from the side with her own speed and reaction.
Once Asdubar Victor is restrained by the other two, he is immediately in danger of being slapped on the head.
That extreme calmness and the viciousness revealed in his eyes made the King of Comoros regret for the first time the mistakes he had made in the past.
Don't get me wrong, he doesn't regret expelling Mrs. Aurelia Malus from the core of power, but regrets that he failed to eradicate the root cause and gave this woman the opportunity to make a comeback and launch revenge.
But unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world.
So he could only swallow the bitter fruit he had sown.
As the number of elites in the black-hearted cabal around them became smaller and smaller, or even completely killed, this battle finally came to an end.
After all, no matter how powerful Asdubar Victor is, he is only a mortal, not the god-like emperor of the human empire, nor one of those demigod primarchs with the essence of subspace.
To be precise, even the Primarch may be overturned when faced with some powerful weapons or a siege by many enemies.
What's more, the venomous conspiracy group under Lady Aurelia Malus had already prepared a device in advance specifically to capture Asdubar Victor.
When Asdubar Viktor was cornered, a device like a rocket launcher suddenly shot out a net formed by subspace psychic energy, and fixed it firmly to the wall with a snap.
Because the wrist was fixed, there was no time to use a power weapon to tear it open immediately. As a result, the three women who rushed up were disarmed and became prisoners.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Efreni punched the enemy three times without any courtesy, directly punching Asdúbal Victor's handsome face until it was completely disfigured and swollen into a pig's head, and his teeth were flying everywhere.
After the beating, he was still not relieved and spat hard on the opponent's face.
"Bah! Bitch! You're dead this time!"
"Calm down, don't kill him. You must know that he is the man named by the father of the great New Phyrexia."
Lady Aurelia Malus's face was filled with naked and undisguised schadenfreude.
Although she didn't know exactly how Zuo Si would deal with Asduba Victor, she was certain that this guy would never end well.
"What are we going to do next?"
The female consul also kicked Asdubal Victor's lower body hard, directly helping him complete the transformation from a man to a neither-man nor a woman through physical means.
The huge force, the sound of the broken hip bones, and the extremely painful expression on the latter's face can basically confirm that the thing between the legs is completely shattered into meat paste.
Just when Mrs. Aurelia Malus opened her mouth to say something, she suddenly saw a figure with shining metallic luster appearing out of thin air at the end of the passage. She clapped her hands and praised: "Well done.
Not bad, ladies. You performed much better than I expected."
"It is our greatest honor to receive your praise, great father of New Phyrexia!"
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"According to your instructions, I have captured Asdubar Victor alive. Please allow me to present him to you now."
Mrs. Aurelia Malus knelt on the ground more simply and made a bow, her voice revealing incomparable excitement and expectation.
Because she has completed the test and proved her ability, she will definitely receive a generous reward.
As for the female consul, since it was the first time she saw the incarnation of Shuoyou, she was very nervous and panicked. She just knelt on the ground motionless and waited for the judgment of fate.
"Efreni, you have fulfilled the agreement between us, so from now on the Eldar under the Death Army can live freely within the scope of my rule without any restrictions.
I will prepare a planet for you as a home planet later.
From now on you no longer need to worry about the threat from Slaanesh, the Chaos God of the Warp.
And I will also give you the guarantee that your soul will go to live in another world after death."
Zuo Si calmly fulfilled the promise he had made before.
"After death, the soul goes to another world?"
Ephrene suddenly raised her head with an expression of shock and disbelief.
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "That's right.
Do you think that the universe you live in is the only one?
No, it is actually an insignificant speck of dust in the multiverse.
There are countless such spaces in the endless dark void.
In order to prevent your souls from being spied upon by Slaanesh, leaving is actually the best solution.
So I allow you to enter the great city I created and receive eternal life therein.”
As he spoke, Zuo Si showed the prosperous scene of the ninth level of Baator Hell through the fantasy of psychic magic.
In just a few seconds, all the spirit tribes present saw a spectacular scene that they would never forget.
You must know that the Eldar Empire has collapsed and been destroyed for more than 20,000 years.
Except for old monsters like Asdúbal Victor, most of the newly born Eldar were either born in a barbaric world and lived a primitive life, or were born in the Ark World and lived a wandering and precarious life, or were born in the scientific community.
Moro, a place of intrigue and chaos, has long forgotten the glorious civilization once created by its own race.
Especially the huge cyberpunk city, which is equivalent to the total area of countless planets combined, and the advanced technology and magic, are simply like the Eldar Empire in its heyday described by the older generation.
same.
Who wouldn’t want to live in such a safe and prosperous world?
The most important thing is to get rid of Slaanesh, the biggest threat to all the Eldar.
"This...is this the world after death?"
Evelyn kept rubbing her eyes, as if she couldn't believe this was true.
"What, do you think I'm lying to you? Or maybe you didn't see the souls of the Eldar who died in the war, entering the city through the border in an orderly manner?"
Zuo Si pointed at one of the entrances to the huge cyberpunk city and asked.
At this moment, more than 10 billion Dark Eldar have gathered at the exit gate, accepting the dispatch and distribution of the devils.
You don't need to ask to know that these guys were forcibly snatched away from Slaanesh by having their beards cut off, and they are currently looking confused and confused about the situation.
But after realizing that they had escaped without becoming a toy in the hands of some big pervert, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Some people who have endured great depression for a long time even knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.
No matter what, it is lucky as long as the soul does not fall into the hands of Slaanesh.
As for the future life, it is not a big deal in the eyes of these guys who have been dragged out in the dark environment.
After all, how could it be worse than Commorragh and the subspace?
For these "special talents" from another universe, the Succubus Queen Mecanshut even sent a greeting to the various gangs in the city in advance.
At this moment, more than four million people, large and small, such as mercenaries and gangs, have gathered at the entrance, making it look like a large-scale direct recruitment site where applicants connect with companies.
Since each of these Dark Eldar from Comorragh possess a wealth of professional skills and experience in combat, robbery, assassination, poisoning, torture, interrogation, medical care, tracking, etc., they can be recruited directly without any training.
Lively and deeply loved by bosses and personnel management departments in related industries.
On the other hand, when they first arrived, they were very happy that they could seamlessly find a job that was no different from before.
It can be said that both parties are very satisfied with this.
The influx of these professional talents will greatly strengthen the core competitiveness of the ninth level of Bator Hell to the outside world, including the mercenary industry, security industry, war contracting industry, and debt collection industry.
In particular, some commanders who are capable of commanding space operations were directly poached with high salaries by the Marvel Universe People's Federation, which has set up an office on the ninth floor. It is a prosperous scene.
After they have contributed all their value, they can be pulled into the torture room to squeeze out energy.
Of course, in addition to the souls of the Dark Eldar, there are also more souls of slaves of other races.
However, the value of the latter is obviously not high, so I went directly to another channel.
After carefully observing the details of the fantasy, Evelyn shook her head vigorously and explained: "No, please don't get me wrong, I'm just shocked that there are other universes outside the universe."
"The reason why you are shocked is because you have been living in a box, like a frog at the bottom of a well who can only see a small patch of sky above your head. Well, you can now go back and report the results to the incarnation of Death. He should understand what I mean.
"
After saying that, Zuo Si ignored Efrenie and turned his attention to Mrs. Aurelia Malus.
After ten seconds, he slowly asked: "Tell me, what do you want from me? Strength? Power? Or become the ruler of Comoros?"
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Lady Aurelia Malus raised her head sharply, revealing a strong desire.
"sure.
I have no intention of changing the current situation in Comoros.
So you can continue to rule it by continuing the ancient traditions of the past.
Of course, you can also completely reshape it according to your own will.
It depends on your idea.
I have only one request, and that is to keep this huge city cold, cruel and evil."
Zuo Si made the request very simply.
Because he needs this place to continuously provide him with high-quality evil souls.
"no problem!
I swear on my soul that I will make Comoros into a place that satisfies you.
But I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to rule this place by myself.
Because other clans and governors will definitely not sit back and watch me monopolize power, but will secretly plot and take actions."
Mrs. Aurelia Malus carefully stated the difficulties she faced.
As the main force behind the rebellion, her vicious cabal suffered heavy losses in this operation.
Not to mention getting more than a dozen other forces to surrender, even self-protection is a little difficult.
Zuo Si stretched out his hand and a large amount of sticky oil came out from his palm and handed it to the Eldest woman: "Don't worry, the oil will help you solve all your troubles.
Come, open your mouth and receive the holy baptism.
When you become one with it, the entire Comoros will be under your control.
Even if everyone objects then, you can easily kill them all without leaving any one behind."
"Shuoyou..."
Mrs. Aurelia Malus's pupils clearly dilated and contracted suddenly.
As one of the powerful people of Comorragh, she obviously understands what it means to be baptized and perfected by the Oil of Shining.
But the problem is that she obviously doesn't have the capital to refuse now.
fear!
struggle!
In the end, Mrs. Aurelia Malus chose to hug actively, picked up the oil and poured it into her mouth.
She knew very well that this was not a choice, but a notice and an order.
Rather than resisting and making the scene ugly, it is better to simply accept fate.
In this way, in just a few minutes, this beautiful Eldar woman with a sexy figure and charming appearance experienced very obvious changes.
First, the power mecha on the body was completely decomposed and integrated into the skin to replace the bones;
Immediately afterwards, one of the eyes was dug out and replaced by another electronic eye glowing red;
Finally, the clothing wrapped around the skin is covered with a layer of shining silver metal, making it look like a half-mechanical, half-flesh android.
Asdubal Victor was obviously very surprised by this drastic change from the inside out.
You must know that even the transformation of the Hauling people will never be able to achieve such speed and near-perfect adaptability.
When the completion process was completely over, Mrs. Aurelia Malus had completed a transformation in body and soul, exuding a cold aura from head to toe.
In particular, the mechanical tentacles extending from the spine on the back broke an alloy pillar with a diameter of more than one meter with a single swipe.
The terrifying destructive power is comparable to that of a power weapon.
"How about it, have you felt the shimmering oil flowing deep in Commorragh?"
Zuo Si broke the silence and asked meaningfully.
"Yes, I feel it, great father of New Phyrexia. Now I am Commorragh, and Commorragh is me."
Lady Aurelia Malus spread her arms and floated off the ground.
The next second...
A massive amount of shimmering oil gushes out from the cracks under the ground, completely engulfing the tunnel, and then completely transforms all the corpses and subordinates into New Phyrexia creations.
Not only that!
The oil is still spreading throughout the city.
If nothing unexpected happens, it won’t be long before the Dark City is completely transformed into a self-aware super smart city.
In the face of this level of power, all the Dark Eldar living in Commorragh are no different from ants.
If necessary, Lady Aurelia Malus can even control the bound stars to rotate around and hit people.
Imagine what it would feel like to be hit head-on by a sun?
I'm afraid most of the protective force field shields won't be able to withstand it for a while and will be broken through in minutes.
"Excellent! Now go and declare to all of Commorragh that you are the sole ruler here. If anyone dares to raise objections, let them feel the power of New Phyrexia."
After saying that, Zuo Si gently patted the new demon judge to show encouragement.
"As you wish."
Mrs. Aurelia Malus bowed gracefully, and then she jumped into the flowing oil and disappeared.
Such a terrifying scene obviously frightened the consul and Asdubar Victor.
Especially the latter, who immediately endured the severe pain and got up and begged hoarsely: "Great... the great father of New Phyrexia! I am also willing to accept the baptism of Shimoyou and become your most loyal servant. Please give me
An opportunity, and I swear I will never disappoint you."
"I'm sorry, I'm actually more interested in your soul than you as a person. And the body is already waiting for your arrival in Baator Hell, so the only thing you can get is death."
Zuo Si directly used the ability of the Star God Fragment to control the ubiquitous "force" and forcibly squeezed Asdubar Victor into a ball of scattered flesh.
Blood and splattered internal organs covered the female consul's head and body.
But the latter didn't dare to complain at all. He lowered his head and said nothing, and even stopped breathing subconsciously.
Obviously, she neither wants to be completed by the oil, nor does she want to be squeezed into pulp by a force she cannot understand.
However, this female consul was obviously too fond of herself.
Zuo Si didn't pay attention to her intention at all. After sending Asdubar Victor's soul to Baator Hell, the incarnation of Shuoyou returned to his hometown in this world.
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is the key.
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At the same time, far away in the ninth level of Baator Hell.
Zuo Si's body was standing on the top floor of a skyscraper in the center of a huge cyberpunk city, squinting his eyes and feeling the ecstasy of planar will brought about by the influx of a large number of Dark Eldar.
Although the Dark Eldar of Commorragh are clearly more inclined towards chaos than order in terms of alignment.
But their level of evil is definitely better than the dark elves of Faerûn.
Therefore, the fallen souls of these guys are simply walking tonics in the eyes of the devil.
If there hadn't been an order temporarily prohibiting large-scale executions, I'm afraid all the torture rooms would have started to be overloaded by now.
no way!
Who told the devils that they have never seen such a large number of souls with such high quality?
"Ah! What a sweet and depraved evil soul! The deep black and red color even eclipses most devils and devils! My young friend, you have brought me a huge surprise this time."
Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, appeared in the room as expected. He raised his hand and raised his head to drink the wine brewed with the memories of several Dark Eldar. His face was full of obsession and enjoyment.
Because usually a few or even a dozen of such souls can be produced in a world, which is already quite extraordinary.
But now, these guys are pouring in in droves.
Especially Asdubal Victor, who was sent to the torture chamber just after arriving.
Just because of the things he did during his lifetime, he could skip all the steps and be crowned the Devil Duke.
Its level of evil is even greater than that of many level lords.
If I have to describe it, he is the kind of person who will leave a lot of holiday homework for children, wait for the children to finish it, and then burn them all the day before school starts, while watching the children through the remote camera anxiously and wailing in pain
, while enjoying the services of the twin beauties, in the end he would call the children one by one to remind them of the serious consequences if they did not hand in their homework.
Even "sores on his head and pus oozing from his feet" are not enough to fully demonstrate the extent of Asdubar Victor's evil.
Almost everyone who has seen him or dealt with him can't help but want to strangle him alive and cut his body into pieces.
Because this guy is really in need of a fight.
Moreover, his evil deeds are very similar to those of the clown, that is, he often does not have a clear goal and does not care how much benefit he can get from it. He is just looking for fun to pass the boring time, but he is not as chaotic and crazy as the clown.
"As long as you like it. You know, it took me a lot of effort to deal with these guys."
Zuo Si turned around and raised the wine glass in his hand to signal, then opened his mouth and took a sip.
"For such a soul, no matter how much time, energy and cost it takes, it is worth it.
Because not only can they squeeze out more energy, but their soul bodies can also be used to create more powerful devils.
With these new types of demons, Baator's influence will become even greater.
By then I will have a lot of ideas and plans that can be put into practical action.”
Asmodeus touched his chin and revealed a little bit of his truest thoughts.
"Oh? What's the plan?"
Zuo Si was obviously very interested in this.
He had wanted to find out the true identity and intentions of the Devil King a long time ago.
Judging from various performances, the long-term bloody war with the abyss demon is obviously not what Asmodeus wants, but a war that he has to fight because he is forced to fight.
Is that a plane that destroys the higher beings?
Obviously not.
Because devils have always cooperated with lawful good celestial beings.
The large number of paladins and angels who appear in the devil's camp are the best proof.
So his motives and goals have always been a mystery.
"Hahahaha! I think you have been holding this question in your mind for a long time, right?" Asmodeus asked with a laugh.
Zuo Si nodded immediately: "Yes. I think all the gods, demon lords and other forces in this universe also want to know. Especially today as we become more and more powerful."
"You're right.
Ever since we devils began to be able to deal with bloody battles calmly, everyone has been speculating on my thoughts.
Because they understand that as a planeswalker, you have no ambition to usurp the throne, and you will also help me suppress other dimension lords so that they dare not mess around.
In other words, my power and status have actually become more and more stable over the years.
Likewise, I have accumulated enough strength on hand to do some things.
It felt like there was a sword hanging over my head and I didn't know when it would fall and hit the unlucky guy on the head.
Nervous, uneasy, and fearful, this is the attitude of the outside world towards Baator Hell."
Asmodeus is worthy of being the King of Demons, and he immediately named the situation Baator Hell is currently facing.
Although it appears to have become stronger on the surface, it is also suspected by all forces.
If something big happens at this time, if you can't keep it together, you will be beaten by a coalition of forces from other planes, and you will enjoy the treatment you had after the chaos.
"So? How do you plan to break this unfavorable situation?"
Zuo Si continued to ask with great interest.
Asmodeus replied meaningfully: "It's very simple. Since everyone is hoping that we will have division and civil strife, how about we have a division and civil strife to show them soon?"
As these words blurted out, Zuo Si immediately understood what the Lord of Hell meant. He raised his eyebrows and probed: "You mean... perform a show for them?"
"Smart. But in order to make this scene more formal, the actors other than you and me must not be allowed to know the truth."
When saying this, Asmodeus had a joking expression on his face, as if he was mocking the gods and other forces.
"Wait! You don't want me to start this civil war, do you?"
Zuo Si stared at the Lord of Hell's eyes that were shining with blood-red light and finally noticed something was wrong.
You must know that he does not have the time or energy to cooperate with the other party in this drama.
Because a war like this requires a lot of "micro-management" to control the scale of the battle, as well as the number of injuries and deaths.
Otherwise, with repeated beatings, the subordinates above may turn the acting into a real fight.
"why not?
Do you think there is another person besides you in the whole Hell of Baator right now who is qualified to challenge my position?
In fact, I've even prepared the script for you.
What you have to do is to bring together my daughter, Fierna, Prince Levistus, Viscount Maman, Grand Duke Balzebul and other lords from other levels who are full of hostility and resentment towards me to form a political alliance.
Then tell them that as long as they can help you defeat me, they can get huge benefits, and even become the new prince of hell, the devil prince."
Asmodeus spoke, he used a finger deep in the air to divide the current political situation and factions in Baator Hell.
"But what is the purpose of doing this? To consume the power of those lords who are resentful of you? Or to use my hands to eradicate them and replace them with more obedient ones?"
Zuo Si's face was full of doubts and confusion.
After all, people will definitely die in a war.
This kind of civil war is definitely a big blow to the overall strength of Baator Hell.
Asmodeus touched his chin and responded: "Of course it is to realize the plan I just mentioned."
"Plan? What plan?"
Zuo Si put down the empty wine glass in his hand and walked straight to the place only one step away from the other party.
"Eliminate the vigilance and hostility of the outside world towards us. I need to hide at least half of the devil army through this war, or make them disappear from everyone's sight."
Asmodeus gave the answer straightforwardly.
"But where do you plan to hide them, and what do you plan to do with them?"
Zuo Si frowned slightly, obviously not satisfied with this answer.
Because this can only be regarded as the front part of the plan at best, and the most important second half is still a fog.
"Haha, my young friend, now is not the time to satisfy your curiosity.
But don't worry, you will know the answer after the plan is completed.
Before that, please allow me to maintain a little more mystery and hide this little secret for a while.
It's not because I don't trust you, but I don't want even the slightest possibility of the secret being leaked.
Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you.
I just learned a piece of news related to you through some channels.
Talona, the goddess of natural circulation, seems to be pregnant."
As the last word blurted out, Asmodeus left a smile full of malice, and his whole body instantly activated teleportation magic and disappeared.
"What?!"
When Zuo Si heard the news, he was stunned on the spot for a long time, and then his face suddenly changed.
Because he knew very well that his descendants would inevitably have the characteristics of darkness and void to a greater or lesser extent.
If it were just procreation with a mortal, it wouldn't be a big problem.
After all, these qualities of the dark void will eventually condense into the spark of the planeswalker.
But if the target is replaced by a god, the result will be completely different.
The divinity and divine spark given by the gods will directly extinguish the planeswalker's spark.
When the time comes, combined with the dark void, God knows whether it will turn into a terrifying god or an ancient evil...