"So... your idea is to establish an order dominated by money and wealth?"
After listening to Zuo Si's detailed introduction, Asmodeus touched his chin with a thoughtful expression.
Obviously, this set of rules is very different from the existing strict hierarchy in hell, especially the absolute dominance of superiors over subordinates.
Because the former emphasizes the flow of wealth and the control of capital.
In particular, the electoral system, propaganda system, gangs that specialize in doing dirty work, and the almost semi-public transactions of money and power, as well as the corresponding classes and devil forms, all seem so novel and fascinating.
This is also undoubtedly a very strong Lawful Evil tendency.
It's just that the way it operates is more sophisticated and complex, hiding the naked oppression and slavery in an invisible place, and making everyone in the system believe that they have the opportunity to change their destiny through hard work.
But in reality? Maybe at the beginning there are indeed many opportunities to climb to the top of society.
However, as wealth continues to concentrate in the hands of a few people, several huge monopoly groups will eventually emerge, controlling more than 70 to 80 percent of the power and resources at the entire level.
Among them, Zuo Si and Mekanxutte, who are lords, will undoubtedly be the biggest beneficiary, without a doubt.
After all, Zuo Si himself is the maker of the law and the person who best understands how this rule system works. Naturally, he can crush other forces in all aspects from the very beginning.
As for the rest, it will be divided up by capable and ambitious demons or intelligent creatures from other dimensions.
Eventually, this gigantic megacity will become a terrifying den, constantly devouring the conscience of visitors and making them indulge in various desires until their spirit and soul are completely corrupted.
Their final outcome is either to simply choose to become a devil, or to sign an agreement to sell their souls under the guidance of a devil.
What's even more interesting is that this set of laws and systems actually appears to be very fair on the surface.
It even gives lawful good creatures the illusion that they can change the evil tendencies of the entire level by actively participating in it.
But when those angels and servants of the gods join in with hope, they gradually discover how pale and powerless their own persistence in kindness and justice is in the face of people's endless desires.
Not only are they unable to change the status quo, they are often forced to make difficult and cruel decisions.
Over time, these lawful good creatures will slowly become corrupted and degraded by anger and helplessness, just like Zariel, the lord of the first layer of Hell.
The latter was originally a powerful angel sent by the upper plane to observe the bloody battle, but was inevitably influenced by the two powerful evil planes during the observation process.
However, her lawful nature made her very disgusted with the chaos of the abyss and demons. Coupled with Asmodeus' personal invitation, it was no surprise that she became a lord of hell.
Every successful corruption of a powerful angel or divine servant means that the forces of hell will gain a great devil of the same level, and the will of the plane will be strengthened accordingly.
The reason why the plane will of the Abyss is so terrifying is that under the continuous attacks of the demon lords from all sides, those material planes that lack protective power are corrupted, and then forcibly pulled in to become new levels, slowly growing to its current level.
Asmodeus just wants more of this kind of thing that can both weaken potential enemies and strengthen himself.
What's more, he himself was very interested in the election, propaganda and money-power trading system designed by Zuo Si.
Because under this system, any devil who wants to climb up to gain powerful strength, power, status and a new form must find ways to win over the residents who have voting rights at that level.
And it requires a lot of financial support to win over these residents.
This includes paying for media advertising, creating rumors and fake news to discredit competitors, working with gangs to give small amounts of benefits to residents with voting rights within their control, and then forcing them to vote for themselves through threats and intimidation.
However, the only ones who are truly capable of providing such massive financial support are those business conglomerates that occupy a monopoly position in certain fields.
This means that these devils who want to climb up the ladder must cooperate deeply with them, and even share power to a certain extent.
In other words, Hell's originally highly concentrated power has been greatly dispersed and weakened under this new model.
What the devil needs is no longer simply to exploit subordinates, please superiors, and suppress colleagues, but also to maintain good relations with various business consortiums, media, and gangs, do his job well and achieve performance targets during his term of office, and do enough superficial work to make the lower-level residents believe that he is more fair and just than other competitors.
Otherwise, he would either not be elected at all, or be dismissed by Zuo Si and Mekanxiut as lords due to unsatisfactory performance, or fail to be re-elected.
There is no doubt that this is absolutely unacceptable to the Devils, who regard relegation as the greatest humiliation.
Asmodeus dared to guarantee that the devil trained in such a complex environment could definitely become the top talent in hell.
Besides, this system of conferring strength, power, status and new forms through elections will break down the rigid and stingy way of promotion.
Even a low-level little devil can climb to a high position through his own wisdom and means, and instantly become a big devil like the horned devil or the hell devil.
Although there are still the same number of positions, it gives those at the bottom a chance to soar to the top.
This will definitely attract a large number of talented and ambitious devils to join and greatly increase their enthusiasm for work.
Zuo Si maintained his devil form and explained with a smile: "No, honorable Lord of Hell.
This set of laws and rules is not driven by money and wealth.
It's just an illusion, a smokescreen to confuse everyone.
Its true essence is to prevent all the great demons in high positions from truly threatening my absolute dominance.
Because this system puts all high-level officials except the lord in an unstable state and they may be demoted at any time.
They have to rack their brains just to keep everything they have, so how can they have the extra time and energy to challenge me who holds the power of life and death?
If anyone dares to do something secretly, I don't even need to get involved myself. I can just manipulate the election a little to bring them back to their original form.
As for the defective oil, I have no plans to promote and use it on a large scale for the time being.
In addition, a system dominated by wealth is actually intended to better stimulate people's subconscious desires for money, power, beauty, etc., thereby forming a social atmosphere that tends to be lawful evil.
I will not eliminate kindness from the root like other lords of other levels. Instead, I will always retain some spark of hope.
Only in this way can we continuously attract more mortals, angels and gods who admire kindness and want to change this place to join this game.
And in my opinion, there is often only a fine line between extreme kindness and extreme evil.
With just a little guidance and the string of persistence in their minds broken, they will join hell and become one of the devils.
So I suggest you view kind people not as enemies, but as potential peers.”
"Hahahaha! Wonderful! It's really wonderful! You really didn't disappoint me, nor did you disappoint the entire Hell Plane.
Well, it seems I have no reason to object.
Starting today, you can implement this set of laws and rules at the level you rule.”
Asmodeus laughed and answered in the affirmative.
He couldn't wait to see this city rise from the ground and then have a profound impact on the entire multiverse.
“Thank you so much for your support.
In return, I allow lords from other levels to send their men here to develop business and sign various contracts with mortals.
But the prerequisite is that I will take 50% of each contract as compensation.
After all, I provided the perfect environment for corrupting souls faster and better, so I should benefit from it, right? "
While saying this, Zuo Si raised the corner of his mouth with a meaningful expression.
Asmodeus nodded slightly and sighed, "Yes. It is much easier to do business here than to go to the material plane to seduce those vigilant mortals. Maybe after they become addicted to it, they will rush to sell their souls."
"This is exactly the result I expected to see.
Coercion can easily make people develop a rebellious mentality.
But if it is out of so-called free will, then people will gladly accept even the worst situation, and even those guys in the upper planes won't be able to say much.
What's more, desire is something that is rooted deep in the soul of every living thing, and everyone from gods to ants will be affected to varying degrees.
As long as it is infinitely magnified through some special means, it will devour human nature and make it selfish.
After all, the set of rules I am implementing now is both democratic and free, and fully respects and protects the legitimate rights and interests of everyone.
Therefore, the residents living here tend to be evil not because of coercion, but because of their own choice.
You can even use this as an example to prove to the entire universe that selfishness and evil are the essence of all life, and encourage them to accept and embrace it."
Zuo Si explained his ideas to the Lord of Hell with a smile on his face.
He could even feel that as these ideas came out of his mouth, the will of the plane was cheering and rejoicing, and at the same time it was constantly feeding him more and stronger divine-like powers.
Asmodeus undoubtedly noticed this, and he stood up and said in an impassioned tone: "In the name of kindness, you do the most evil things, and turn the words that were originally used to describe beauty into words that describe evil...
My young friend, you are simply the natural king of corruption, the lord of depravity, and the greatest gift the universe has ever bestowed on hell.
Not only that!
You also set an example and took the lead for lords at other levels.
I believe that it won't be long before they begin to follow your example and launch a vigorous reform.
At that time, the entire plane will become more active and full of positive spirit.
Damn it!
If you didn't have so little time in Hell, I'd start to worry about whether you'd take my place one day."
Hearing the Lord of Hell's half-joking remarks, Zuo Si quickly said modestly: "You are too kind. I just expressed some insignificant insights and fantasies, which are far from your profound and dark thoughts."
"You are really good at talking. If Gracia were one tenth as good as you, I wouldn't have to worry about this now."
When his daughter was mentioned, Asmodeus immediately held his forehead with his hand and showed a painful expression.
According to his idea, he originally planned to support the Princess of Hell to become the lord of the sixth level in order to maintain the balance of political struggles among the lords of various levels and prevent large-scale civil unrest and wars from occurring again.
But now it's different.
Instead of fulfilling her duties to stabilize the political situation, Gracia continued to engage in conspiracy and intrigue in secret, making many lords resentful of her.
This strong hostility successfully diverted the original contradictions among the latter.
Of course, from another perspective, she did complete her mission, but not in the way the Lord of Hell wanted.
"Please don't ever say that.
Lord Gracia is very good, but she has not yet discovered what she is really good at.
Maybe...
You should give her more opportunities to express herself."
Zuo Si suggested calmly.
But Asmodeus shook his head in disappointment: "Forget it, I have given her enough opportunities, the rest is up to her. Compared to this useless daughter, I am more concerned about when you will come to sign the contract."
"Right now."
Zuo Si gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.
"Oh? That's great!"
Asmodeus was delighted and immediately waved his hand to teleport himself and Zuo Si to the bottom tenth level. Then he took out the parchment scroll that had been prepared for a long time, which was different from the cumbersome and complicated contract signed by Mecanthus before.
The content of this document is very simple. It simply guarantees that if Zuo Si accidentally kills himself one day, his soul, no matter where in distant time and space or even the universe, will be pulled back by the power of the hell plane and resurrected as a unique form of the great devil, and inherit everything he has now.
After all, he is already half devil and lord of hell, and is part of the existing organization of hell.
All the contract requires is to complete the final formalities and insurance.
After carefully reading all the terms and conditions and confirming that there were no loopholes or problems, Zuo Si cut his finger and dripped some blood on it.
moment!
Suddenly, a bright flame burst out from the contract and burned it to ashes.
Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar resounded throughout the entire hell plane.
The entire new ninth level is expanding wildly at an unimaginable speed!
After reaching the limit, it actually began to curl with this layer as the center, forming four subsidiary layers.
In other words, the ninth layer ruled by Zuo Si, in addition to the main body, also has five huge spaces that are only slightly smaller than the former.
One of them was Shendiravel that was pulled down from the abyss plane, and the other four were just formed.
"Aha! See what I said before? The Will of Hell likes you, loves you, and desires you more than any other lord.
This extremely huge ninth level is the best proof!
Now in addition to the Succubus Queen Mecanthust, you can also appoint four additional level lords.
This is truly the treatment of the crown prince of hell.
The only downside is that it looks a little empty and needs a few more souls and demons to fully function.”
Asmodeus opened his arms excitedly, his face full of excitement and joy.
More levels mean more resources, and more evil and corrupted souls can be absorbed from the material plane. They can be used to squeeze out huge energy and create an astonishing number of low-level and high-level demons.
However, just when the Lord of Hell was hesitating whether to allocate some resources to fill these empty levels as soon as possible, he suddenly saw the spark of the planeswalker on Zuo Si's chest begin to shine with dazzling light.
Just a dozen seconds later, countless souls emitting an evil and lawless aura gushed out from a huge crack in the sky like raindrops.
The number was so large that even Asmodeus was shocked and unbelievable.
Although he knew the identity and abilities of Master Zuo Si, he never expected that he could get so many "high-quality" souls that met the requirements in such a short period of time.
Countless demons rushed forward excitedly, captured these souls and brought them back for unified distribution and management.
Most of them will be squeezed into energy, leaving only the body transformed into the lowest level of ugly demon.
And those extremely evil souls that exude the fragrance of darkness will be transformed into high-level devils while retaining their memories, and instantly become the ruling class in hell.
As long as the management framework is established first, the ninth level will quickly get on track.
"Did you slaughter mortals from several material planes?" The Lord of Hell couldn't help but ask.
Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "No. I just found a world with a very large population, no gods yet, and a large area affected by the evil lawful environment.
Most importantly, after a mortal in this world dies, his soul will wander in the world of the dead for a hundred years.
It will not completely dissolve into pure energy until all memories are completely forgotten.
The souls you see are the ones I carefully selected.
Not one of them died by my hand.”
"You already control that world?"
There was a glimmer of greed in Asmodeus' eyes.
For the devil, this kind of place is simply the most ideal place to produce souls.
“That’s right.
But don't think about it, because this world belongs to me alone.
Oh, by the way, can I ask you a question?
Do you have any special arrangements for Zariel, the incoming first-level lord?
If you don't have it, why not give it to me?"
Zuo Si made no secret of his interest in the "Daughter of War".
Although Zariel has many flaws in his character, such as being a typical "war maniac" who is only thinking about how to start a war and win, he doesn't care about his own losses at all, let alone the lives of his subordinates.
It is precisely because of this that she is hated and resented by the devils under her.
Almost all high-ranking Pit Hell commanders were secretly plotting to overthrow her rule, and Bayer was the only one who took actual action and succeeded.
For example, Zariel is very arrogant and looks down on others.
It was precisely because she suddenly turned the troops that were originally prepared for a bloody battle and attacked the territory of the second-level lord, Grand Duke Disbat, that she eventually intensified the internal fighting among the forces of Hell, causing almost all the lords to be involved.
Asmodeus was even forced to launch a "liquidation operation" and finally managed to suppress the large-scale civil war.
Therefore, it was not unfair for Zariel to lose power and be locked up in a small dark room. He definitely deserved it.
All the military operations she participated in planning, without exception, caused unimaginable damage to the abyss demons.
Zuo Si just needed a commander like this right now to take charge of the army and ensure that he could still deal with various complex situations when he was away.
Especially be prepared to intervene in the war between the Eldrazi and the demons at any time.
Because he knew that Asmodeus was ordering the eight demon generals who were originally commanding the bloody battle and Bayer, the lord of the first level, to actively attack and occupy the first few levels of the abyss.
It won't be long before they run into the slaves sent out by the three Eldrazi Titans.
This means that the bloody battle will not end, it will just change from one opponent to another, and if things go wrong, a three-way melee may even occur.
If he could get Zariel, Zuo Si could let her preside over foreign wars, while Mecanxut would be responsible for internal management, so there would not be any major chaos even if he was away for a long time.
"Are you sure you can control Zariel, this fierce horse?"
There was a hint of teasing and amusement in Asmodeus' tone.
Zuo Si asked indifferently: "Have you forgotten that I still have a very useful prop like Shuoyou in my hand? No matter how arrogant, cold and unruly our Grand Duke Zariel is.
As long as I throw her into the oil and soak her for a while, she will become a loyal and capable person to me.
In fact, you can consider recruiting those previously exiled Devil Dukes back and sending them to me to be soaked in oil for transformation.
That way, they will once again become high-end talents useful to Hell."
"Well, that's a good idea. I can give Zariel to you, but in exchange you have to promise to provide several large enough legions in the event of a war in the future."
Asmodeus lowered his head and thought for a moment before quickly proposing an exchange.
"no problem.
In fact, the transformed demons in Shendiravel are the ideal army to deal with the Odrachi slaves.
Because of the protection of the Shining Oil, it is difficult for ordinary Eldrazi slaves to distort their spirits, wills, and souls.
Moreover, these guys are very difficult to kill, and can use the corpses of dead enemies to create more soulless puppets and automated war machines.
If you are willing to trust me, you may consider giving me the several levels closest to the triple realm to rule over.
I guarantee that no Eldrazi Drone will make it past the defense line."
Zuo Si gave an affirmative answer without even thinking about it.
Perhaps to other forces, the Eldrazi are a dangerous and terrifying destroyer.
But for him who had the complete sealing method, it was no big deal.
What's more, if there is a big problem, we can ask ancient planeswalkers like Thorin, Ugin and Nahiri for help.
"Even the enemy's corpses can be used?!" Asmodeus raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Zuo Si smiled and explained, “It’s not just corpses.
Instead, almost all substances will be broken down, digested, absorbed by the oil, and finally reorganized as needed.
Having it is equivalent to having a nearly unlimited army.
I remember that on the first level there were many mountains of bones made up of the corpses of devils and demons, pools of stinking and rotting blood, and discarded weapons and armor.
You can consider bringing it to me as raw material for making war machines.
After all, waste is shameful, and we should make full use of all available resources.”
"Haha, I totally agree with this. Well, let's stop talking here for now. I'll have someone send Zariel, along with the corpses, discarded weapons and armor, to you later."
After saying this, Asmodeus stood up and made a gesture to see the guest off.
Zuo Si also stood up and bowed, then turned and left this fortress which was always located in the deepest part of hell.
Not long after he left, Martinot, the chief steward, came in from outside, raised his head and asked carefully, "Master, are you sure it's okay to give Lord Soth so recklessly? You know, the legions and lords under his command who have been transformed by the oil are only loyal to him.
This means that it is almost impossible to plant a spy without being discovered.
If one day he suddenly has the idea of replacing him, it will be a terrible disaster.
I suggest you suppress this possibility to the lowest level in advance, just as you did with other dukes and level lords before."
Asmodeus smiled and waved his hand: "No, my butler, you worry too much.
Replacing me as the Lord of Hell means binding yourself to the entire plane.
This is something Soth would never do.
Because what he needs is freedom, to ensure that he can travel freely between different planes and universes.
The Crown Prince of Hell is not everything to him, it is just one of his many identities, and he himself will not even stay in hell for a long time.
And as you can see, South has always shown me enough respect and admiration, and brought many interesting thoughts and ideas.
These things will greatly enhance the power of the demons.
Therefore, I have no reason and no need to restrict him. Instead, I should give him more support.
In this way, the lords of other levels will also become a little more honest because they are afraid of his powerful strength and influence."
"I see! Well, maybe I'm overthinking it."
Martinot hurriedly placed his hand on his chest and bowed deeply.
"Don't blame yourself. You are just faithfully fulfilling your responsibilities. Now tell me, when the other lords learned that Shendi Lavelle and the Succubus Queen had joined Soth's army, and that the ninth level of Hell had expanded, what were their reactions?"
Asmodeus asked with a half-smile.
“Unlike last time, this time the lords reacted calmly and did not make any obvious moves.
But the interesting thing is that they all increased the number of troops they sent out and began to rush to launch a fierce attack on the first few levels of the abyss.
If nothing unexpected happens, the motivation behind this is probably to get as close to the upper level as possible when allocating new territories.
This way, we can avoid direct collisions with the Eldrazi and demon armies as much as possible, thus better preserving our own strength."
Martinot told all the information he had obtained and the conclusions he had drawn from his analysis.
Unlike the naked threats, intimidation and mutual slaughter among the demon lords, the fights among the devils are always carried out in a more obscure way.
Especially when there are level lords who are more sinister and cunning than the other, no one would want to be assigned to the front line of the battlefield.
Even if it was the first-level lord Bayer, if possible, he would also like to stay in the relatively safe rear and enjoy the pleasure and satisfaction brought by power.
"Humph! A bunch of short-sighted guys.
It seems that Soth is right. The current hell needs a reform, otherwise they will never break out of their original inherent thinking.
It doesn't matter, let the lords at those levels go and grab it.
Anyway, I have no intention of handing over such an important front to them.
Now take my orders and go to the Bronze Fortress of Avernus on the first level, release Zariel who is imprisoned on the lowest level and send him to Soth.
Your task is to observe and record the entire process of her being infected and transformed by the sparkling oil."
After saying that, Asmodeus directly took out a document with his own seal.
"As you wish, Supreme Lord of Hell."
Martinot took the document with both hands, bowed respectfully again and backed out of the room.
You should know that in the Hell plane, which symbolizes the ultimate order, this document is not just a "proof" like in the material world, but has a powerful contractual effect that cannot be violated.
Unless a devil replaces Asmodeus as the lord of hell, anyone who sees this order must execute it unconditionally.
This was vividly demonstrated when Gracia was parachuted in to become the lord of the sixth level.
When the former lord's finance minister, a powerful viper named Anacrosia, loudly questioned the legitimacy of her rule, the Princess of Hell produced the letter of commission given by her father and directly ordered the man to dig out his own organs with his own hands.
The viper demon was unable to resist at all and could only endure the severe pain and complete this bloody and cruel process. In the end, he watched helplessly as the little devils and believers who obeyed Gracia ate all of his internal organs.
That’s right!
A document signed by the Lord of Hell has such a terrifying deterrent effect on the devil! So when Martinot arrived at the underground prison of the Bronze Fortress, including the Deep Hell Devil who wanted to stop him and Grand Duke Bayer himself, all knelt on the ground and lowered their heads unwillingly.
This is the power that Asmodeus wields.
"Sir, may I ask why the great Lord of Hell wants to release Zariel? Does he want to..."
Bayer probed nervously.
"Don't worry, noble Grand Duke Bair. Your position is secure and unshakable, at least for now. Grand Duke Zariel will not replace you. On the contrary, the master has other plans for her, and you will find out in a few days."
Martinot comforted the seriously insecure first-level lord with a smile.
Hearing that his position would not be replaced, Bayer was obviously relieved. He then cryptically put a prism filled with high-quality souls into the other party's hand, and then whispered in his ear: "Dear butler, could you please give me some more information?"
Martinot weighed the value of the Soul Prism, and soon revealed a satisfied smile. He explained in a low voice without thinking, "It's not a secret actually. You should know about the changes in the ninth level of Hell, and the merger of the Succubus Queen Mecanthut and the Shendi Lavel level into Hell, right?"
"Of course! How could I not know about such a shocking thing?" Bayer nodded quickly.
"Due to the huge area of the ninth floor, the master intends to send Grand Duke Zariel there as Lord Soth's deputy to provide some military assistance. After all, there are still four vacant subsidiary levels there, which is very suitable for an experienced lord like her to display her talents."
After saying this, Martinot no longer paid attention to Bayer's reaction and walked straight into the heavy metal door that had just opened.
moment!
A female devil bound to a steel frame by countless magic chains appeared in everyone's sight.
She has two pairs of black wings (suspected to be a four-winged alien god before her fall), wears a solid black metal armor on her upper body, and a knee-length skirt armor of the same material on her lower body and a pair of high boots emitting a dark glow.
However, these are all hidden under a piece of black cloth that obviously has magical effects, so they are not very clear.
Contrary to the rumors that she has stunning beauty, Zariel's face does not look pretty. Instead, it looks fierce and ferocious.
Her originally flowing beautiful long hair and the halo that symbolized holiness have been completely replaced by the iconic red flames of hell. The skin around her eyes has taken on a strange black and purple color, as if she had applied thick eye shadow, and there are two tear marks below. Her lips are thin and always kept tightly closed, and her slightly upturned chin shows her unruly character.
oh!
cruel!
Violence!
Bloodthirsty!
An insatiable thirst for killing! This is the first impression of Zariel, the former Lord of the First Layer of Hell.
Even though they had been imprisoned for so long, when the dungeon door was opened, all the devils present still smelled the pungent smell of blood.
Martinot took two steps forward, bowed to the notorious "Daughter of War", and announced bluntly: "Respected Grand Duke Zariel, the Lord of Hell believes that you have learned enough lessons and can now be free."
"Oh? Did Asmodeus finally remember me? Or did one of his successors do such a bad job that he had to re-employ me to save the situation."
As he spoke, Zariel looked at his former deputy, Bayer, with great contempt and disdain.
The latter immediately revealed an angry and resentful look, and responded coldly: "Thank you for your concern, but I'm not as bad as you think.
What's more, hell now is completely different from before.
The great Asmodeus appointed Lord Thoth, the heir apparent to the throne of Hell.
He personally dealt a heavy blow to the demons and the will of the abyss. Now, those enemies he had fought bloody battles with in the past are consuming each other with a kind of world-destroying monster called Odrachi.
We demons are actively attacking and occupying the top few planes of the abyss.
It won't be long before these chaos-prone planes are turned toward order and become new layers of Hell.
In other words, you are not as important as you think you are.”
"Soth? The Crown Prince of Hell?"
A look of surprise came over Zariel's face.
Because ever since she was deposed, she has been imprisoned in this dark dungeon, with no way of contacting the outside world and no idea what was going on.
"I think I can explain this matter to you slowly on the way. Grand Duke Bayer, please open these chains. I am anxious to send Grand Duke Zariel to Lord Soth." Martinot urged calmly.
"certainly!"
Although Bayer was extremely reluctant to release Zariel, he did not dare to disobey the order given by the Lord of Hell. He raised his hand and released an unknown trigger magic.
The next second...
The thick chains flashing with vicious runes broke with a snap and fell to the ground with a rustling sound.
Zariel, who regained his freedom, moved his arms slightly and asked directly: "Where is my weapon?"
"Give it to her!"
Bayer winked at his men.
A Pit Hell Fel immediately walked forward, dragging two weapons that were obviously very heavy, and gently placed them in front of the former lord.
One side is shaped like a longsword, but its length and weight are obviously designed for a two-handed greatsword, and it will cause additional fire, force field and holy damage when attacking.
Needless to say, this sword is the weapon used by Zariel when he was still an angel.
The other item is an extremely heavy flail. The terrifying chain head is definitely enough to easily crush the iron golem when swung, and it also causes fire and force field damage.
It is not difficult to see from these two weapons alone that this guy's posture in battle is definitely very close to that of a violent barbarian or berserker, the type who completely abandons defense and only pursues ultimate lethality.
Picking up the weapon he was very familiar with, Zariel waved it twice in his hand, then suddenly raised his head and said with a ferocious smile: "Dear Bayer, now please give me a reason not to kill you."
"Kill me? Hahahaha! You seem to have misunderstood something. The order only said to release you, but did not say that you can replace me. If you dare to do it now, then I will naturally not be polite."
Bayer sneered without showing any weakness, and slowly stepped back to stand with the men he brought with him.
He is not Zariel, who would often rush to the front and enjoy the pleasure of killing enemies. He prefers to hide in a safe place in the back to command and plan.
"Grand Duke Bayer is right. The master's order requires you to report to Lord Soth, and he will give you a new position." Martinot also echoed.
"You mean... I was demoted?"
There was an angry and dangerous light in Zariel's eyes.
Because demotion is an absolute humiliation for a devil, especially a big devil like her who used to be a level lord.
Martinot hurriedly explained with a wry smile: “No, it's not a relegation.
Look at yourself, aren't you still a big devil in your unique form?
This is just a horizontal job transfer.
The newly born ninth level has five subsidiary levels, four of which are still empty.
If nothing unexpected happens, your new position should be to become the lord of one of the levels.
The only thing that has changed is that I have changed from being a subordinate to Master Soth, that's all."
"Tell me about this Soth. Who is he? Why did Asmodeus fancy him so much?"
Realizing that the situation was not what he had imagined, Zariel finally gave up his attitude of wanting to fight at any time.
"Yes. But before that, Grand Duke Bayer and I have some things to deal with. Please wait here for a moment."
After saying this, Martinot placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then he and Bayer turned around and disappeared into the tunnel leading to the upper level.
After watching the two men leave, Zariel sat on the floor of the cell in a very lazy posture, squinting his eyes, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.
Whenever she clenched her weapon, the hell demons guarding the door would become extremely nervous, with fear on their faces.
(End of this chapter)
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