It was originally built at great expense by a wealthy businessman of aristocratic descent. It is said that a large amount of purified gold was used just to make the arched dome that shines with golden light, and a wizard was hired to enchant it to ensure that it would never oxidize or fade.
However, for unknown reasons, not long after this huge house, which exuded luxury everywhere, was built, its owner inexplicably fell ill and died before the pastor arrived.
Since Waterdeep does not sell a business called "death insurance" like Askatra, which is dominated by the Church of the Goddess of Wealth Waukeen, no one holds a resurrection ceremony for it.
As a result, all the huge fortune that the rich businessman had worked hard to accumulate for most of his life went to his beautiful wife, whom he had just married.
Of course, some people have suspected that there was something fishy about the rich businessman's death, and it is very likely that he was brutally murdered.
The widow who received a large inheritance out of the blue and achieved a class leap naturally became the subject of investigation.
Unfortunately, Waterdeep's law enforcement agencies ultimately failed to find any valid evidence and could only follow legal procedures to hand over all of the businessman's property to his widow.
After getting all of her husband's property, Mrs. Hunter instantly tore off her pitiful disguise and exposed her true nature.
Less than three days after the rich businessman's body was buried, she held a banquet in her luxurious mansion. All the powerful and unpopular people in Waterdeep were invited.
No one knows what exactly happened at the banquet, but according to the descriptions of the surrounding neighbors, the men's lewd laughter and the women's heavy breathing and groaning could be vaguely heard almost all night long.
Not long after the banquet, Mrs. Hunter became the darling of the upper class. The Chamber of Commerce left behind by her husband continued to expand under her management, and now she has become one of the richest people in Waterdeep.
She is also actively involved in politics, and has publicly declared more than once that she wants to become a member of the Lords of Waterdeep.
Unfortunately, Waterdeep's lord system is a form of secret rule by a selected social elite.
The outside world knows nothing about the selection process, there is no so-called voting or election, and even the identity of the lord is kept secret.
Therefore, Mrs. Hunter's series of statements ultimately failed to achieve the desired results.
But this ambitious woman did not give up, and began to cooperate with the Thieves Guild, trying to secretly control the bureaucratic and guild systems through intimidation, bribery and corruption.
In addition, she has another behavior that people talk about with great relish, which is that she likes to play with young and handsome boys or young men without getting tired of it.
First, they use their amazing beauty, temperament, charm and skills in bed to make the other person fall madly in love with them, and then when the novelty wears off, they will abandon them without mercy, enjoying the painful looks of these teenagers and young men who are heartbroken or even want to commit suicide.
It is said that every year there are a few poor souls who cannot bear such a huge mental blow and choose to commit suicide.
But recently, a young bard named Kels broke this tradition.
He even lived in the luxurious mansion for several months, with no signs of being abandoned.
If you observe carefully, you will find that when Mrs. Hunter faces this young man, she actually puts on a flattering attitude and almost complies with all his requests.
Some people said that this was a sign that Mrs. Hunter had fallen in love, and that the young man named Kels had made her lose her mind and become crazy.
Others believed that Mrs. Hunter was deliberately prolonging the time she played with her prey so that the prey would experience ten or even a hundred times the pain and despair after losing everything.
But unfortunately, all these speculations were wrong.
At this moment, the ambitious and notorious Mrs. Hunter was crawling at the feet of "Kers" with an extremely humble, worshipful and fanatical attitude, not even daring to raise her head to look at the other's face.
In contrast, "Kers" looked very relaxed, sitting on a scarlet chair with his chin on his hand, gazing out the window with interest.
After a full minute, he slowly asked, "Has my guest not arrived yet?"
"Supreme Lord of the Nine Hells, according to the report from my spies, Soth has just left the Black Rod Tower and is heading this way. In no more than five minutes, he will appear at the door of the house." Mrs. Hunt responded cautiously.
"Did he go to Khelben Blackstaff and Lyra Silverhand to find out what happened? He is really cautious."
Asmodeus, disguised as Kels, pursed his lips and revealed a playful smile. He picked up the glass and took a sip of the dark red wine that looked like blood.
It was not difficult to tell from the pair of eyes that flashed red from time to time that he was in a very happy mood at the moment, and his whole body exuded a filthy aura that was indescribable.
This aura directly enveloped the entire house, corroding the minds, thoughts and even souls of all mortals, including the servants and Mrs. Hunter.
If nothing unexpected happens, they and their descendants will inevitably become devil worshippers.
When alive, they become the spies of Baator Hell in the continent of Faerun. After death, their souls will enter Hell and be transformed into devils of corresponding levels based on their achievements in life.
In fact, Asmodeus was able to send his consciousness into Faerun thanks to this human woman who was extremely eager for power, strength and eternal youth.
It was she who killed and offered Kels' soul in an evil ritual that attracted the attention of the Lord of Hell.
Yes!
The real bard Kels had died long ago.
Even his soul was held by Asmodeus as a bargaining chip.
Although he didn't think that with Zuo Si's personality and evil tendencies, he would develop any inseparable feelings for a teammate with whom he had only experienced one adventure, but there was never too much leverage.
They waited patiently for a few minutes, until all the red wine in the glass was finished, and then the man and the bear finally appeared at the gate of the house.
The servants who had received the order long ago did not hesitate for even a second. They immediately opened the door and lined up neatly on both sides of the road to bow and greet them.
A female housekeeper who looked like she had some elven blood came up to him and said with a smile, "Your Excellency Soth, the master is waiting for you in the reception room on the second floor. Please follow me."
"If you don't mind, can you tell me who the master you are referring to is?" Zuo Si asked with a smile.
"It's definitely not Mrs. Hunter. She is just a servant of that lord, just like me." The butler responded meaningfully.
As she said this, there was a very obvious red flash in her eyes, and her originally fair skin showed large red spots, and her nails looked sharp and pointed.
Purgatory! Zuo Si had no trouble identifying what these strange features meant.
To put it simply, it is a bit like a sudden and drastic change in the natural environment, which will inevitably have an impact on the species living on this land, and even cause one organism to evolve into another.
The only difference is that the outer planes, like the Abyss, Hell, and the Seventh Heaven Mountain, affect mortals much faster and more rapidly than natural evolution.
After many people go to the abyss or purgatory, they will gain some extra resistance and ability under the influence of a force called "plane will".
But at the same time, the whole person will become more and more cold, cruel, and evil, and even his external image will undergo a series of changes, just like a half-blood demon or a half-blood devil growing horns, a tail, and wings.
Generally speaking, the more corrupted and fallen a being is, the more similar its appearance is to demons and devils.
According to the game, it is equivalent to adding an extra abyss or purgatory template to yourself.
Some spellcasters who specialize in this area have even created corresponding advanced professions - "Descendants of Purgatory" or "Descendants of the Abyss".
When you upgrade, you will not only gain the corresponding spell slots and casting levels normally, but also gain a series of additional powers.
For example, the descendants of purgatory can make their skin harder like that of the devil. When they upgrade, they will often gain various additional basic attributes and resistances, and can even inject the foul power of hellfire into the spells they cast.
In short, in the continent of Faerun which is full of supernatural powers, whether it is gods, demons, devils or celestial beings, they are never stingy in giving power to mortals.
Therefore, after mortals gain power, they often develop an extremely fanatical worship for the source that gave them power.
Because this is a very typical "positive feedback" loop.
Not to mention that in Feren where the communication technology is relatively backward, even if this system is applied in the information age of the earth with the popularization of the Internet, the situation will not be much different.
Maybe modern Earthlings are even crazier than the indigenous people of Faerun.
After all, although the demons are evil, the power they provide is real.
In addition, there is a strong desire for self-transcendence in the human subconscious, so few people can resist the temptation to become a "superman".
It was obvious that all the mortals in this house had been corrupted by the breath of Hell and had willingly become its minions in the material world.
What's even more terrifying is that this result was not intentional. It was simply the impact that Asmodeus unintentionally caused to the surrounding environment, and even plants and animals were no exception.
It is foreseeable that if he lives here for more than ten years or even decades, the entire Waterdeep City might fall.
However, Zuo Si was not worried about the future of Waterdeep.
Because he knew that a king of hell like Asmodeus, who possessed infinite wisdom and deep scheming, would never risk offending the gods or even the god above all, Io, by corrupting an important city like Waterdeep.
Even if he wants to do it, he will not do it himself, but will let other devil dukes and level lords do it on his behalf.
The other party had only one purpose for this trip, and that was to meet me.
Passing through the stairs and corridors covered with expensive handmade carpets, Zuo Si was soon led by the butler to the reception room.
As soon as he walked into the door, he saw Asmodeus, disguised as a bard, sitting on a dark red chair with his hands crossed in front of his chest and an unfathomable smile on his face.
As for Mrs. Hunt who was standing by and serving, she could no longer be called a human being, but should be called a half-devil.
She was wearing a low-cut long skirt made of black and red translucent tulle. There was no cloth covering her back to her waist, leaving a large area of skin exposed to the air. She had a pair of short green horns on her forehead and a smooth, slender tail extending from the bottom of her skirt, tightly wrapped around her calves. She exuded a strong aura of decadence and temptation from top to bottom.
The moment Zuo Si stepped into the room, Asmodeus stood up from his chair, opened his arms, and said in an aria-like tone: "Ah! You are finally here, my dear friend.
You know what? Ever since I became aware of your existence, I have imagined more than once the scene of our first meeting and what we talked about.
Because this is very likely to have a significant impact on the hell plane and even the entire multiverse.
In fact, I made a lot of efforts for today's meeting, but unfortunately they all failed in the end.
Moreover, some of these behaviors make you unnecessary vigilance and disgust.
I deeply regret this and offer you my sincerest apologies.
Don't hate Disparte, he was just following orders."
It has to be said that as the Lord of Hell who stands at the pinnacle of all demons, Asmodeus’ words and actions are full of charm that cannot be described in words.
Just look at the excited reactions of Mrs. Hunter and the housekeeper, and you will know that his every move seems to produce powerful magical effects like suggestion.
fortunately!
Zuo Si was the chosen one of the two goddesses, and he still had some transformed divine power in his body. He was in a trance for only a moment before he immediately regained consciousness. He narrowed his eyes and cautiously asked, "Where is the real Kels? Could his soul have been reincarnated into a devil?"
"Please rest assured, your friend's soul is currently being kept in an absolutely safe place. When our conversation is over, I will give him to you as a gift." Asmodeus gave a solemn assurance.
But to his surprise, Zuo Si did not show the slightest bit of happiness when he heard the news. Instead, he corrected him expressionlessly, “First of all, Kels is not my friend. He is just a companion who once collaborated with me on an adventure.
Secondly, I don’t care whether he lives or dies, or who holds his soul.
Because if you use your brain a little, you will know that all of this is definitely the serious consequence of his failure to control his lower body. It is entirely his own fault and he cannot blame anyone else.
I have no responsibility or obligation to deal with the aftermath for him.
Finally, and most importantly, please stop writing those embarrassing books that have caused me so much trouble. "
"Hahahaha! That's a really cold and selfish statement, but I like it."
Asmodeus couldn't help but burst out laughing, his eyes revealing naked and undisguised admiration.
But soon, he suddenly changed the subject and asked directly: "Do you know why I want to meet you so urgently?"
"You want to get my ability?"
Zuo Si asked back in an uncertain tone.
But Asmodeus shook his head gently: "No, my young friend, you think too shallowly of me.
Indeed, your ability to travel through time and space without restriction is indeed urgently needed by the army of hell.
But the former is nothing compared to the deep evil light of your soul and the thoughts that are bred in your soul."
"I don't understand what you mean. Can you explain it to me?" Zuo Si frowned subconsciously.
"Of course. But before I explain, I want to confirm one thing. How much do you know about the will of the plane?"
A terrifying red light flashed in Asmodeus' eyes.
Zuo Si stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then quickly replied, "The will of the plane is a relatively abstract thing.
It is divided into many types.
Some of them are some kind of self-protection mechanism generated by countless lives and souls coming together;
Some are the planetary will or world will that arises when the plane is born; others are simply the creator and manager of the plane itself; generally speaking, the plane will of the material plane does not have a strong tendency, but will always remain neutral.
But the outer planes are just the opposite.
Especially the most well-known will of the abyss plane, which can even have a huge impact on demon lords and even demon princes.
This is why almost all high-level demons are desperately digging for the secrets of the abyss, eager to gain more favor from the will of the abyss. "
There is no doubt that knowledge about the will of the planes is relatively scarce, whether in Faerun or in the world of the floating city.
The reason is very simple! It is too abstract, too complex, and too difficult to be explored and understood.
The outer planes, in particular, often have properties different from those of the material plane, and are spaces that can extend infinitely and never reach an end.
If knowledge such as advanced mathematics and high-energy physics, which are already very difficult to understand in the eyes of ordinary people, is set to difficulty one, then the difficulty of knowledge about the will of the plane is one hundred, one thousand, or even ten thousand.
As the first Tanar'ri demon created by the most powerful Lord of Obyris, the Queen of Chaos, and now one of the Three Giants of the Abyss, Demogorgon, who is dubbed the "Demon Prince", is ancient and powerful enough, right?
But even though he dug for the secrets of the ancient abyss in the palace of the saltwater swamp every day, he only mastered less than one-tenth of it.
As for the secrets held by other demon lords, they are not even one tenth of those held by Demogorgon.
Since there was a secondary six-armed snake demon lord imprisoned in his own wizard tower, and he had obtained a large amount of secrets about the abyss through day and night torture and interrogation, Zuo Si had a clearer and deeper understanding of the will of the plane than others.
Understand that this is a power that is above the gods, and it is also the embodiment of certain ultimate rules.
Whether they are mortals or gods, they can only obey and use the will of the plane, but cannot truly obtain or control it.
"Not bad! Your knowledge of planes is much better than I thought."
Asmodeus showed a satisfied expression on his face, and then continued to speak to himself: "The will of the planes, especially the will of the outer planes, is often a projection of spirit and faith, and without exception has a strong faction tendency.
This means that if an outer plane obtains a soul that perfectly meets its own standards in terms of spirit and will, the power it represents will expand on a large scale.
By the same token, this soul will also be favored by the will of the plane, thereby gaining greater power and authority than other souls entering that plane.
And you, my young friend, are the one that the plane of Hell has been waiting for and longing for.
Your behavior, thoughts, will, philosophy, and values are all perfectly in line with the plane of hell, and you are even more like a devil than most devils."
"So... your purpose is to invite me to join hell?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
"Haha, it's not just as simple as an invitation or joining. I want you to be my deputy, the crown prince of Baator Hell, second only to the emperor. How about this? Isn't it a good proposal?"
There was a clear hint of seduction in Asmodeus' tone.
左思稍微犹豫了一下，很快摇头拒绝道：“抱歉。虽然你的提议相当令人心动，但我还没活够呢，暂时没兴趣让自己的灵魂堕入地狱变成一个魔鬼。”
“哈哈哈哈哈！不，不，不，我想你好像误会了什么。”
阿斯摩蒂尔斯听到这句话立刻忍不住大笑起来，一边笑还一边解释道：“我并不需要你马上死亡，然后灵魂堕入地狱被转化成魔鬼。
而是希望能签订一份契约，确保你无论在任何地方意外死亡，并且没有复活手段的情况下，灵魂最终会返回地狱这个你真正的故乡。
更何况，你以为魔鬼是什么？ 单纯的长出翅膀、犄角、尾巴和红色的皮肤或者鳞片之类外在形态的变化吗？ 不！ 真正的魔鬼从来都不是外表，而是内心，是思想，是坚定不移相信自己所做的一切才是正确的。
相比之下，那些善良神祇所宣扬提倡的正义与善良，不过是软弱虚伪之物罢了。
在这方面，你早就是一个不折不扣的魔鬼了。
尤其是玩弄人心和人性弱点的时候，就连很多层面领主都需要向你学习。
有位堕入地狱的哲学家曾经说过，真正的守序邪恶从来都不是单纯的实现野心或者满足欲望，而是要把人类内心之中隐藏、沉睡的黑暗面唤醒，使其也不知不觉变成一个魔鬼。
你在这方面拥有无与伦比的天赋、能力和手腕，只是暂时还有些放不开手脚。
不过没关系，我相信等你适应自己的新身份之后，情况应该很快就会有所改变。”
“这算是夸奖吗？”左思嘴角抽搐着问。
阿斯摩蒂尔斯毫不犹豫的点头回应道：“当然，我亲爱的朋友。
这是一个魔鬼能够给另外一个魔鬼最高级别的赞誉。
而且你的加入会让地狱位面获得一次大幅度的强化，甚至是凭空多出起码一个新的层面。
当然，根据地狱的法律和规则，你将成为新层面无可争议的领主，并获得绝对的支配权。”
“我需要一点时间考虑。”
左思这一次并没有坚持拒绝，而是选择了拖字诀。
无他，实在是眼前这位九狱之主给的太多了。
更何况就像阿斯摩蒂尔斯说的那样，这份契约只是一个保险，只有在真正死亡之后才会生效。
另外，他也想亲身感受一下位面意志的加持究竟是怎么回事。
为何获得这种力量之后，深渊领主和地狱层面领主，都能在自己的地盘上与神明进行正面对抗而不落下风。
“没问题！
事实上，这份契约根本无法在物质世界签署，而是必须前往地狱的最深层——奈瑟斯签署才会生效。
等你什么时候考虑好了就激活这个印记，我将举行一场盛大的欢迎仪式，并当着所有领主和公爵的面完成这份契约，同时兑现之前给出的承诺。
除此之外，这个小小的印记还有另外一个功能，就是可以对除了层面领主和公爵之外的其他任意魔鬼升级和降级。
如果我没记错的话，你好像有个小魔鬼魔宠，名字应该叫做乌瑟亚。
把它晋升为深狱炼魔或者燔祭魔吧。
毕竟一个小魔鬼可配不上你现在的身份。”
说罢，阿斯摩蒂尔斯掏出一个圆形的标记轻轻放在桌子上。
与标记一起被拿出来的，还有一颗散发着淡淡蓝光的灵魂宝石。
仅仅一秒钟之后，他整个人化作一团刺眼的火光消失在原地。
左思拿起九狱之主的标记稍微感受了一下里边所蕴含的能量，很快便将其随手扔进挎包，紧跟着直接捏碎灵魂宝石，将里边囚禁的克尔斯放了出来。
结果这家伙一脱困就立刻像疯了一样又哭又笑，一个劲说着感谢的话。
作为一个掌握着些许奥术力量的凡人，他显然非常清楚灵魂落在魔鬼手上的结果是什么，所以被囚禁的这些日子整天都在提心吊胆中度过。
生怕直接被扔进拷问室接受反复的严刑拷打，直至精神和意志都完全崩溃，灵魂被压榨成最原始的能量。
看在以前一起深入地脉迷城探险的份上，左思使用了大多数人可能一辈子都没有见过、同样也支付不起昂贵费用的九环神术【完全复生术】将其复活。
当意识到自己已经从灵魂状态又重新获得了肉体，克尔斯立刻扑通一声跪了下来，满脸都是震惊与狂喜的表情，语无伦次说道：“谢……谢谢！真是太感谢了！我发誓，绝对不会忘记这份恩情。如果以后有需要用到我的地方请尽管吩咐，哪怕是上刀山、下火海也绝不推辞。因为我欠你两条命！”
“感谢就算了吧。希望你记住这次教训，顺便管住裤裆里那玩意，别再见到漂亮女人就走不动路。”左思拍了拍吟游诗人的肩膀告诫道。
“关于这一点请不必担心，我已经被吓到很长一段时间都不会有这方面的想法和念头了。”克尔斯苦笑着回应道。
“很好。如果没有什么别的事情就先离开吧。接下来我要做的事情，你恐怕不太方便参与。”
左思直接了当下达了逐客令。
“明白！”
克尔斯用充满恐惧和怨恨的目光瞥了一眼半魔鬼化的汉特夫人，二话不说便转身跳出窗外，沿着从屋顶延伸下来的水管滑落下去，三步并两步逃出了这个梦魇般的地方。
吟游诗人才刚刚翻出院墙，汉特夫人和同样已经感染了炼狱血统的女管家便齐刷刷跪下来，眼神中明显带着一丝惊恐。
因为刚才左思与阿斯摩蒂尔斯之间的谈话，她们可是听得一清二楚，此刻整个人都处在一种极度震惊的状态，大脑甚至没办法思考。
地狱的储君？ 比魔鬼更像魔鬼的凡人？
可以让地狱凭空增加至少一个层面？ 如果这些话不是出自九狱之主之口，恐怕说出去都不会有人相信。
不过真正让汉特夫人和女管家感到害怕的是，自己听到这种涉及到地狱核心机密的内容，真的还有可能活下去吗？ 会不会马上就被灭口？ 死后灵魂是否也会遭到囚禁、折磨乃至彻底摧毁？ 看着眼前这两个瑟瑟发抖的女人，左思不由得微微翘起嘴角，故意装出一副为难的样子，用充满恶趣味的语气自言自语道：“现在应该拿你们怎么办呢？要知道不管是我还是阿斯摩蒂尔斯，可都不希望有任何第三者知道刚才的谈话内容。”
“千万不要杀我！我以自己的灵魂发誓，绝对不会把刚才听到的秘密说出去。”
“对！我什么都没听到、也没看到！”
汉特夫人和女管家都立刻像是受到惊吓的兔子，猛然间抬起头疯狂的求饶。
尤其是已经习惯了利用美色来作为武器的前者，不断通过各种极具诱惑性的姿势展现着自己炼狱化的曼妙身姿，并且摆出一副楚楚可怜的动人模样。
只可惜，左思早就看穿了其内在肮脏邪恶的本质，一把掐住脖子将其从地上缓缓提起来，冷笑着讽刺道：“看来你对魔鬼们的游戏规则还不太了解。
誓言这种东西，在地狱中压根一文不值。
任何一个小魔鬼，都能在一天之内发几十个乃至几百个誓言。
更何况，你以为阿斯摩蒂尔斯为何没有在谈话开始之前就让你们离开？
是他忘记了吗？
还是说令人闻风丧胆、号称整个多元宇宙最擅长策划阴谋诡计的九狱之主出现了疏忽？
答案显然是否定的！
是阿斯摩蒂尔斯故意让你们听到这些内容，然后再看我会怎么进行处理。
就算我不杀你们，等我离开后也会有其他人或者魔鬼来杀你们。”
“不！这不可能！伟大的九狱之主承诺过，只要我们按照他的吩咐行事，就会满足我们的愿望。”女管家情绪激动的大喊道。
听到这句话，左思立刻忍不住发出一阵狂笑。
“哈哈哈哈！你可真是天真的可爱，居然相信一个大魔鬼的话。
那我问你，你们签署的契约在哪里？ 难道没听说过，对于魔鬼而言一切还没有落在纸面上的东西都是谎言和欺骗吗？
甚至就算落实到契约里的条款，也需要反复确认里边内容的阅读顺序是横向还是纵向，都使用了哪几种语言文字。
Generally speaking, a truly smart devil will spend at least a few hours checking each contract before signing it.
But what about you?
You didn't even sign a contract, and you thought you were already part of hell? No wonder Asmodeus abandoned you without hesitation.
After all, fools are not worthy of becoming devils!"
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si directly relied on the terrifying power of the ancient dragon to break Mrs. Hunter's neck and threw the warm corpse to the ground.
But if you think that's the end of it, you're wrong.
After about one or two seconds, when the soul emerged from the corpse, a powerful magical force captured the soul on the spot and imprisoned it in a small gem.
When the housekeeper saw this scene, she was immediately frightened out of her wits and a stream of yellow liquid flowed down between her legs.
Although her mind was full of thoughts of turning around and running away immediately, her body was completely out of control and she just knelt on the ground and shook violently.
“How disgusting!”
Zuo Si pinched his nose and took two steps back. He raised his wand and cast a killing curse on the housekeeper who was Mrs. Hannah's accomplice, and then captured and imprisoned her soul.
In the next ten minutes or so, he cleaned this extremely luxurious mansion from top to bottom until the scent of Asmodeus was completely wiped out.
As for those servants who were obviously in purgatory, it would be better to leave it to the Waterdeep City officials to figure out a solution.
In particular, the network of relationships that Mrs. Hunter has built privately, if not handled properly, is likely to cause severe political turmoil and plunge Waterdeep into chaos.
Of course, these have nothing to do with Zuo Si.
After finishing everything, he returned to his wizard tower with the white bear cub without even saying hello to Khelben and Leila.
To be exact, he didn't know how to explain the content of his conversation with Asmodeus to the two chosen people of the magic goddess, so he decided to hide for a while.
After returning to the Mage Tower, the first thing Zuo Sigan did was to cancel the summons of the little devil. After the card was reborn from the graveyard the next day, he used the mark given to him by the Lord of the Nine Hells to upgrade it to [Deep Hell Devil], which is the pinnacle that most ordinary devils can reach.
Further up are the devil dukes and level lords with independent forms.
When it was summoned again, it had become a behemoth with a height of more than four meters, a wingspan of six meters, and a weight of nearly half a ton.
Especially those eyes that were burning like embers, emitting a light that made people feel fear and trembling.
Without any hesitation!
The former little devil, now a hellish devil, immediately knelt down in the most humble manner and shouted in a flattering tone: "Great Master!
Supreme Master! This feels so good!
I knew you would have the same power as those great demons one day!
Please allow me to kiss your toes and offer you my most sincere gratitude and admiration.
You are my master, my faith, the stars and the sun that I follow all my life."
"Okay, get up now, and stop rubbing your poisonous, acidic, and fiery saliva on my boots."
Zuo Si kicked his magical pet with a look of disgust.
As the saying goes, it is easy to change the country but difficult to change one’s nature.
Although after becoming a hell demon, the guy in front of him looks much stronger and more powerful.
But once he opened his mouth, his vulgar and fawning temperament was fully revealed.
Obviously, Usia needs some time to slowly adapt to the change in his identity.
You should know that with the substantial increase in the card level, it has almost all the abilities of the Hellfire and the LV17 Warlock level.
The long list of fifteen spells that can be cast at will is enough to give most high-level spellcasters a headache or even fear.
The foul damage that comes with the famous [Breath of Hell] can give a huge surprise to those who think they are immune to fire damage.
"As you wish, my dear master."
Usea hurriedly got up from the ground and habitually rubbed his hands like a fly.
"Here, take this with you. Don't reveal your true form unless necessary. I don't want to be found by the Masked Mages Guild and the Knights of the Burning Heart."
As he spoke, Zuo Si threw over a talisman that he had prepared in advance.
Without saying a word, Uthea took it and put it around his neck, activating the constant transformation magic on it.
In the blink of an eye, he turned from a terrifying devil over four meters tall into a middle-aged human male with short black hair, handsome face and elegant manners.
As the Pit Devil observed his appearance through the mirror, Zuo Si threw a large pile of magic equipment including rings, boots, clothes, etc., and ordered directly: "Put all of these on, then take the box at the door to meet with the six-member council. First tell them about the problem of the Lurkers, then give them the food in the box, and tell them that you can start a trade war with Sembia."
"You mean... let me be in charge of this matter?" Uthea's eyes lit up slightly.
Zuo Si shook his head slightly. "No, just let the merchants in Amn do it. Your task is to wear glasses and record the entire process of this trade war for me in detail. Whether it is the church of God, the local wizards and sorcerers, or the arrogant nobles and wealthy rulers, I want to know their reactions at different stages."
"Ah! I understand. You are deliberately using the Council of Six as a test subject to test the ability of various forces on the continent of Faerun to respond to the trade war.
If you succeed in the end, you can replicate this process and use the vast amount of food produced by the other world to destroy any country that dares to be your enemy at will.
They even deliberately create famine to encourage the people who can't survive to rise up and overthrow the existing regime.
Master, I admire your extremely profound evil thoughts and am moved to tears."
As he spoke, Uthea actually squeezed out a few tears from his eyes.
But he soon realized that he had flattered the horse a little too hard and it seemed that he had hit the horse's leg.
Zuo Si's right hand turned into an extremely huge dragon claw, which smashed into Usea's head at lightning speed, causing him to fly several meters backwards in an instant and hit the magic-reinforced wall hard, making a dull sound.
Before he could figure out what he had done to anger his master, he heard a chilling voice in his ears.
"Get out of here now!"
Usea, who had just climbed up from the ground, shuddered instantly. Without daring to stay for even a second, he immediately took all his things and ran away without a trace.
(End of this chapter)