Although he had initially given the White Khorne Angel in front of him a full million Lemurs and sufficient energy rations, later as the demons loyal to the ninth level of Hell began to conduct business in other material planes, he gradually replenished them with about 300,000 to 400,000 more.
But compared to the wars in the outer planes, which often involve millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions, billions or even larger numbers of people, it is nothing.
After all, the foundation of the existence of the outer planes comes from the spiritual projection of the material world.
Especially in those worlds without gods, after the death of a mortal, his soul will be sent to the nearest outer plane to complete reincarnation according to his alignment, becoming a special kind of petitioner without the protection of gods.
As we all know, the material world in the universe where the planet Toril is located is not as few as people imagine, but there are thousands and thousands of them that are countless.
Even if each plane has a population of only tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, adding up that many people is still a pretty terrifying number.
Even if there are no major wars or disasters, natural deaths alone can bring a considerable number of souls to the outer planes.
This is also why, after the bloody battle between the devils and the demons lasted for so long at such a high intensity, high severity, and super large scale, not only did there not appear any signs of exhaustion of manpower, but the numbers and strength of both sides continued to expand.
As for the inner planes that created all matter and energy in this universe, their war potential and scale far exceed those of the outer planes.
The endless elemental creatures alone are enough to scare demons who are accustomed to winning by overwhelming numbers.
This was perfectly demonstrated when the Queen of Chaos led the Lords of the Abyss to launch a war that swept across the entire universe.
In that war, the elemental princes who tended to be evil joined the devil's camp, while those who tended to be good chose to join the side of order.
It is because of their participation that this war has truly reached a level sufficient to destroy the existing balance of the entire universe.
The Prince of Wind Elemental, Aqua, led the coalition of order to crush the ambitions of Chaos and completely overthrew the original ruler of the abyss, the demon lord Obyris.
Therefore, Zuo Si has always been very clear that the new ninth level he rules is still very weak, and the number of legions is far less than that of the other hell levels that have accumulated for who knows how many tens of thousands of years.
If you want to quickly make up for this gap, you need to use the characteristics of the oil to constantly launch wars, plunder resources and souls to strengthen yourself.
The alliance with the gods of Toril to attack Cyric's kingdom was such an attempt.
It does not require too much risk, but can still reap enough benefits.
Zuo Si vowed that in this war, he would carry forward the spirit of digging three feet underground and pack up everything valuable in the country of Xirik and take away everything.
It would be best to dig up all the stones and soil, so that this prince of lies can see the devil's efficiency.
Zariel raised his head and answered in an extremely fanatical tone: "Of course! My legion can rush to the battlefield at any time at your command and deal a devastating blow to the enemy. And I will personally cut off the enemy commander's head and embed it in my armor as a medal of victory."
Hearing these murderous and bloody words, Zuo Si nodded in satisfaction: "Very good!
Stop all training and start assembling the troops.
Here, this is the scepter given to me by Asmodeus, the lord of hell. It represents the command of thirty devil legions.
Now I give it to you, and I hope you can make good use of it.
Remember, try not to use Shuo Oil to actively infect anything in this war.
Instead, all the spoils must be brought back to the ninth level for processing, and then a series of tasks such as transformation and infection will be completed. "
"Your will is my command! Please rest assured that no matter what the cost, I will definitely win the final victory for you."
Zariel took the scepter that symbolized the command of the devil's army with both hands, his eyes flashing with excitement and joy that could not be described in words.
Because her deep desire for war did not diminish in the slightest after being completely neutralized by the oil, but instead became even more bloodthirsty and fanatical.
If it weren't for Zuo Si's suppression, this guy would have rushed into the first few layers of the abyss and launched a frenzied massacre on the lords, sub-lords and demon army that remained in the sturdy fortress.
The Succubus Queen at the side also spoke impatiently: "Father, the legions under my command can also be deployed to the war at any time."
“No, not yet.
You and your legion continue to reside on the ninth level.
The main task is to infinitely amplify the desires of those fallen souls and mortals who come here.
Let them sink into it unknowingly, while focusing on developing various technologies that can bring entertainment and strong sensory stimulation.
As long as I can do this, I will be able to gain more energy from squeezing souls, and the number and quality of demons bred will increase exponentially.
So there's no need to be jealous of Zariel's ability to lead an army into battle.
In my mind, you are as important and indispensable as Zariel."
As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his hand and gently stroked Mekanxuest's fair cheek, extending it down to his slender neck and even collarbone.
The latter was instantly enveloped by a huge sense of happiness. Not only did a faint blush appear on her skin, but her whole body was also trembling slightly with excitement.
After a full minute, Mecanthut finally took a deep breath and regained his composure, then bent down and gracefully performed a skirt-lifting salute: “I understand.
Please rest assured that I and my succubi, succubi, arume and radiant sisters will do our best to provide physical pleasure for those fallen souls and mortals, and cause them to corrupt deeply and quickly.
According to the report from the hedonists, they have developed a variety of addictive drugs that can produce strong stimulation, hallucinations, and even significantly improve physical fitness, intelligence and perception attributes in a short period of time.
It is currently being sold in some stores and is loved by both mortals and fallen souls from the material world.
The next step is to slowly mix it into alcoholic beverages, tobacco and food so that more people can become addicted to it.
I believe that with the help of these things, this huge city complex that you have built with your own hands will soon attract countless mortals to come here.
In addition, some exciting programs such as brutal gladiatorial matches, death races, unlimited killing championships, etc. are also being launched one after another.
Our city currently has more than 50 million non-devil residents, and it continues to attract visitors from different dimensions.
Not long ago, a high-ranking angel from Mount Heaven led thousands of his subordinates to purchase a building as their headquarters.
She seeks to use our rules to change the city's will, saving the mortals and souls that have fallen into corruption."
"Oh? Finally a fish is caught?"
Zuo Si's eyes flashed with surprise, but then he gave a meaningful instruction: "In the early stage, give this high-level angel a little more sweetness to let her attract more creatures from Tianjie to join. After fattening this big fish, slowly use various means to make her fall in pain and frustration."
"As you wish!"
The corners of Mecanthust's mouth rose slightly, revealing a playful smile that was enough to make most mortals' hearts beat faster and instantly be fascinated by it.
After all, when it comes to tempting kind celestial creatures to fall, both the demons from the Abyss and the devils from Baator have always maintained a great interest.
In their eyes, the most beautiful moment of these creatures is undoubtedly the huge contrast created when they fall from kindness to evil.
As the Queen of Succubi, Mecanthust has captured female celestial beings with her own hands more than once.
Understand how much pleasure and happiness these little cuties can bring to themselves by their desire to vent and indulge themselves after falling into depravity.
After issuing the war mobilization order to Zariel, Zuo Si quickly returned to his own building in the center of the huge cyberpunk city.
Standing at the top, he could clearly see that with the cooperation of low-level demons and semi-mechanical structures driven by oil, the area covered by the entire city had exceeded the limits that most people on Earth could imagine.
Judging from the north-south and east-west straight-line distances from the huge cross square in the center of the map to the edge of the city, its area has obviously reached millions of square kilometers.
However, since there are not so many people yet, only the area close to the center is relatively lively.
Various colorful neon lights, 3D projection billboards, two public rail transit systems located underground and between high-rise buildings, and aircraft that occasionally fly through the sky all highlight the uniqueness of this place.
There are so many consumption, entertainment and service places scattered throughout the streets and alleys that it is dizzying.
Countless mortals who come here through the portal from other planes will be shocked and unbelievable by the scenes they see within a few minutes.
They simply couldn't believe that in Baator, a hell that had always been regarded as a place of despotism, oppression, slavery and tyranny, there could be such a paradise-like place.
Yes!
In the eyes of most mortals, the true plane of heaven is actually a rather boring place.
The social structure there is both rigid and boring. The angels' polite attitude and their pursuit of justice will inevitably make people feel bored over time.
In comparison, the city built by Zuo Si was more to their taste.
Look at the wide variety of food and wine in the shops, the electronic games that can bring people unprecedented experience, as well as the large number of casinos and the handsome men and beautiful women with seductive clothes. Isn’t this heaven? If you think this is not exciting enough?
It doesn't matter! In the sci-fi arena, you can enjoy brutal fighting, death racing, unlimited killing and other competitions.
The first one, just by looking at the name, you can tell that it is about standing in an arena and fighting each other.
Anyone who is confident in their ability can sign up to participate.
There are individual competitions, team competitions, and also exhibition competitions where teams fight giant beasts and monsters.
Not only can you win amazing bonuses and high-level magic items if you win, but you can also become famous and become a spokesperson for certain products, and earn a large amount of extra income by shooting commercials, promotional posters, etc.
If you are smart enough and know how to package yourself, you can even use your huge fame to transform yourself and participate in elections and politics.
The biggest attraction of this kind of competition is the extreme bloodiness! Cameras scattered throughout the arena will record the killings and bloody injuries, and then play them repeatedly on the big screen.
Coupled with the Deceiver's passionate commentary, anyone would inevitably feel their blood boiling and develop a strong tendency towards violence in their hearts.
As for the death race, you don’t need to ask to know that it is definitely a racing car, and it is a prop race that can be modified at will.
Without exception, these racing cars are made of oil.
But the owner has no idea that the cool vehicle he paid big bucks for is actually conscious and can take over ultimate control at any time.
This also provides considerable convenience for manipulating the results of the game.
In order to ensure fairness, the organizing committee will evaluate each contestant's vehicle and then divide it into different levels based on speed, defense and attack power.
When the race starts, all cars will start instantly and run on a special track around the city.
In the process, they not only have to be on guard against obstacles and traps set by the organizers, but also have to avoid attacks from competitors, or take the initiative to kill someone they don't like.
Many mortal adventurers and mercenaries, who came from a period of civilization that was still at the Middle Ages, or even slightly better, the Renaissance, had never seen such an exciting performance and were immediately deeply attracted by it.
In order to participate in the competition and place bets, some people even sold all their magic items and signed devil's contracts, just to have a shiny oil chariot to participate in the competition and win the crazy high prize in the end.
However, it is not ruled out that some crazy people just want to have fun.
No one can resist the intense excitement brought by speeding at high speed and walking on the edge of death.
The unlimited killing championship is the real-life version of the chicken-eating competition.
The devil in charge of organizing this event will throw hundreds of unarmed contestants into a specially designed ruins, town, forest, swamp, mountain or jungle terrain.
Let them search for weapons, potions, scrolls, and magic items, then fight each other to determine the final winner.
Since everything is full of uncertainty and randomness, the contestants' reactions are particularly real, and therefore it is well received by the majority of residents.
The Count of Hell—Lonnier did not disappoint Zuo Si's expectations.
A large number of high, medium and low-end restaurant chains and the "gluttony barrier" he set up make it very easy for anyone who comes to the ninth level of hell to feel hungry.
Combined with the desire-magnifying ability of the lustful waiter, it often takes only one or two months to turn a muscular soldier into a fat otaku who has a hard time even walking.
Ubiquitous temptation, desire, indulgence and depravity fill every corner of this city.
The demon of debauchery created by Zuo Si himself subtly amplified the desires of all mortals and fallen souls, making it easy for them to break the moral bottom line inadvertently.
Some fallen souls who were previously worried about whether they would suffer terrible torture after signing the contract quickly sank into depravity after experiencing the happiness brought about by these extreme indulgences. All they could think about was how to get more money faster without violating laws and rules.
Otherwise, once the experience card expires, the sense of loss and pain caused by the loss of entertainment will be enough to drive them crazy.
“Dear Lord, here is the information of high-level demons who have come to you from other planes recently.
Thanks to the advertising effect you created last time using Aigris, you are now known as the most merciful, generous, broad-minded and magnanimous lord in all of Hell.
Of course, there are also many devils who affectionately call you the Crown Prince or Prince of Hell.
Perhaps you should consider giving yourself a title to distinguish yourself from other level lords.
Personally, I think Prince sounds better.
It can also make outsiders have endless fantasies, thinking that Asmodeus will give you Princess Gracia as your queen in the future, thereby indirectly controlling the sixth plane. "
Gramir, wearing a low-cut shirt, short skirt, black stockings and high heels, placed a thick stack of documents covered with infernal text on the table, faithfully performing her duties as the lord's exclusive secretary.
Zuo Si shrugged without even turning his head. "It doesn't matter. Just follow your arrangement. I don't care about these things at all. Oh, I almost forgot to ask, after Aegris came back from his mission, what kind of work did you arrange for him?"
The Devil of Pleasure pursed his lips and chuckled, saying, “I arranged for him to be the head of palace intelligence.
Of course, this is an internal term. Externally, we generally call them diplomatic ambassadors.
He also likes this job very much and is actively using various means to place spies in the courts of other lords, and has achieved some results.
If you like, you can immediately learn about the relationship between Princess Gracia and those demons and mortals in recent weeks, as well as the conflict that has broken out between Lady Fierna and her father, Archduke Bile.
However, our intelligence network is still weak and insufficient to investigate the spies currently lurking in the ninth level."
“There’s no rush for this.
Anyway, I don't have any conflict of interest with the lords of other levels, so it's enough to maintain the current state of non-interference.
It's you.
You must feel very sad to know that your mother and father are getting more and more strained, right? "
Having said that, Zuo Si turned around and walked straight to his secretary, staring into the other's lavender eyes that were flashing with endless temptation and pleasure all the time.
But Gramir spread his hands without caring at all: "No, I don't care what their relationship will become in the end. After all, from the moment I was sent here as a gift, I belong to you."
While speaking, this pleasure demon raised his head and exuded amazing attraction from his whole body, as if he was hinting at something or issuing some kind of invitation.
"If one day you need to make a choice between your parents, which of them do you hope will win?" Zuo Si continued to ask calmly.
"Of course it's my mother. At least she gave birth to me and raised me, and also taught me the rules of survival in hell. I don't understand why you suddenly ask this?"
There was a look of doubt in Gramir's eyes.
"Here, take a look at this. After you read it, maybe you'll understand."
Zuo Si handed over a note in his hand with a half-smile.
The moment he saw it, Gramir's pupils quickly expanded, shrank, and then expanded again. His body and hands trembled slightly uncontrollably, and his face revealed an expression of shock and disbelief.
The content of the note was very simple. It was that Ms. Filna hoped that Zuo Si could use her daughter to perform an evil and terrifying magic ritual, cursing Archduke Bilair at the cost of sacrificing her bloodline, life, and soul, ensuring that he would be weak for some time to come.
Sacrifice yourself?! Gramiel suddenly felt himself plunged into endless darkness, fear and despair.
She seemed to finally understand why her mother had always forbidden her to have any close relationship with any devil, and why she still remained a virgin even after being promoted to a pleasure devil.
It turns out that in Ms. Filna's eyes, her daughter was just a tool to deal with her father at the critical moment, an expensive consumable.
"How about it, now you know why I asked those questions just now?"
Zuo Si instantly lit the note on fire and threw it into the air, letting it burn up in just two or three seconds.
There is no doubt that the political struggle in hell is extremely cruel.
Except for the lord at the top of the pyramid, all other demons are just pawns and ants.
In this regard, we can get a glimpse of it from the way Asmodeus treats his daughter Gracia.
The Hell Princess first appeared as a rebel.
她声讨自己的父亲、拒绝承认地狱之主对于巴托地狱绝对的控制权，为了将其推翻甚至不惜与第三层面的领主——马曼缔结联盟，甚至还成为了后者的情人。
但随着大清洗结束后，格莱西雅的态度立刻来了个一百八十度大转弯，不仅立刻抛弃马曼向自己的父亲宣誓效忠，而且还取代鬼婆女伯爵成为了第六层面的领主。
这一系列的变化，很难不让人联想到地狱公主其实是阿斯摩蒂尔斯故意安插在马曼身边的间谍，以便搜集所有意图发动叛乱的领主信息，最后将其一网打尽。
至于阿斯摩蒂尔斯究竟是如何操纵自己女儿的，其他人暂时还不得而知。
不过有一点可以确认。
在地狱之主的面前，像格莱西雅这样的政治菜鸟根本藏不住任何秘密。
同样的道理，菲尔娜女士最初也只是被其父亲推上来的傀儡，后者的目的只为保住自己手中权力不会随着领主位置的丢失而遭到削弱。
可问题是菲尔娜女士明显更聪明，懂得如何利用自己的美貌，以及名义上领主的头衔，慢慢拉拢组建属于自己的势力。
她并不甘心做一个傀儡，而是要想方设法从毕莱尔大公手中夺取权力成为真正的领主。
在格拉米尔的眼中，菲尔娜女士的形象一直都是那种优雅、圆滑、性感、充满强烈个人魅力，从不轻易表达内心真实想法的狡猾女性。
同时也是她一直崇拜、向往和学习的目标。
可现在，在意识到自己只不过是母亲用来对付父亲的秘密武器后，这位愉悦魔的心理防线瞬间崩溃了。
那种感觉就像是遭到了最信任亲人的背叛，愤怒中带着悲伤。
如果不是天生具有强大的情绪控制力，估计她恐怕已经尖叫着流下眼泪。
“现在你明白我跟菲尔娜女士之间缔结联盟，她为什么会把你送过来了吧？”
左思用不带一丝感情的语气在对方伤口上撒了一把加辣椒面的盐。
格拉米尔美丽的脸上浮现出一抹惨笑：“当然。您现在告诉我这些，是要立刻回应母亲的请求来宣判我的命运吗？”
左思笑着摇了摇头：“不，恰好相反，我打算给你一个选择，在菲尔娜女士和毕莱尔大公之间选择一个你想要支持的人。”
“我不明白您的意思……”
格拉米尔感觉有点懵逼。
因为在她看来，自己的价值是无论如何都无法与母亲相提并论的。
所以在菲尔娜女士提出要求的时候，成为祭品的命运就已经注定了，根本不可能会有任何回旋的余地。
更何况在来到第九层面这么长时间，她甚至没能成功勾引到自己效忠的领主，简直就是失败到了极点，甚至可以用愉悦魔之耻来形容。
“哈哈哈哈！你的反应有点可爱。
说实话，我真怀疑菲尔娜女士是否真的教会了你地狱的生存法则，以至于你的性格是如此天真、单纯。
你以为我只跟你的母亲结盟了吗？
还是说你觉得我这种人会选择在一棵树上吊死？”
左思一边大笑，一边伸出手捏住对方精致的下巴，眼神中充满了戏谑。
下一秒……
格拉米尔瞬间明白了什么，下意识咽了口唾沫，用结结巴巴的语气问：“您……您还跟我的父亲毕莱尔大公结盟了？”
“宾果！答对了！ 事实上，在和菲尔娜女士结盟之前，毕莱尔大公就先一步找上了我。
所以对于我来说，谁能在这场政治斗争中赢得胜利其实一点都不重要。
重要的是我帮谁、谁就能赢。
现在，我把选择权交给你，由你来决定自己父亲和母亲的命运。
这很有趣不是吗？ 因为他们都想要掌控你的命运，但结果却直接反过来了。
而且就像刚才说的那样，你是我的人。
我可没有让别人来决定自己手下生死的习惯。”
在说这番话的时候，左思眼睛里闪烁着令人毛骨悚然的恶趣味。
那种发自思想和灵魂最深处的邪恶，顿时让身为愉悦魔的格拉米尔都忍不住打了个哆嗦，目光中透露出赤裸裸毫不掩饰的敬畏跟恐惧。
但几乎与此同时，她心底又涌现出一种强烈的刺激、兴奋和崇拜，感觉对方身上散发出语言无法形容的强势、阴险、狡诈，让自己深深地为之着迷。
因为这些品质正是无数魔鬼愿意为之付出一切所追求的终极目标。
格拉米尔只觉得自己心脏扑通扑通的快速跳动，浑身上下白皙的皮肤因为情绪剧烈的波动而充血，泛着一种粉红色的诱人光芒，精神上更是出现了某种说不清道不明的快感。
足足过了好几分钟，她才咬着下嘴唇小心翼翼的询问道：“您打算怎么做？”
左思一脸玩味的回答：“放松，无论你选择谁，我都不会把你献祭，因为那太浪费了。
要知道这年头找一个美丽、性感、符合我审美、还是处子，并且又能干的女性魔鬼秘书可不是件容易的事情。
最重要的是，在经过这件事情之后，你应该非常清楚自己要向谁效忠，对么？”
说话的功夫，左思视线把眼前的愉悦魔从头到脚反复巡视了好几遍，并在某些位置上停留超过三秒钟。
“那是当然，我亲爱的领主大人。
在残酷的魔鬼政治斗争中，只有像您这样伟大邪恶的地狱亲王才能真正立于不败之地，并且永远的庇护我。
另外，我向您保证，除了您提到的那种能干之外，我还在另外一方面也同样很能干。
如果您需要的话，我现在就可以让您亲身体验一下。”
伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，格拉米尔轻轻踢掉了脚上的高跟鞋，开始一颗一颗解开衬衫的扣子，同时整个人踮起脚尖主动吻了上来。
之前差点丢掉小命的强烈危机感，让她迫切想要做点什么来拉近自己与领主之间的关系。
但左思却举起一根手指按在愉悦魔的湿润的红唇上，面带微笑的制止道：“别那么急不可耐，这只会让你看起来紧张、心虚和恐惧。
相比起现在的你，我还是更喜欢平日里那种若即若离、举手投足见充满优雅和诱惑的你。
而且我们以后有的是时间，可以慢慢玩这些小游戏。
你现在需要做的是静下心来，好好回想一下关于第四层面相关的一切，然后把它详细的整理出来，顺便再考虑清楚自己内心之中究竟希望谁能赢。
好了，现在穿上鞋去忙你的吧。
我还要准备去参加神战，履行那份已经签订的契约。”
“如您所愿，我的领主大人。”
格拉米尔眼睛里闪过一抹异样的幽光，用充满挑逗的姿态吮吸了一下那根按在自己嘴唇上的手指，随后重新系上衬衫扣子，踩着高跟鞋转身消失在办公室外面的走廊。
她前脚刚离开没几秒钟，躲在暗处的魅魔女王美坎修特便走出来，不知道从什么地方掏出一张白色手帕，一脸嫌弃把手指上沾染的口水擦拭干净，随即用非常不理解的语气问：“父亲，为什么要在这个愉悦魔身上浪费时间？您不是说过，她只不过是个微不足道的牺牲品吗？”
左思耐心的解释道：“或许在以前，格拉米尔的确只是一颗用来牺牲的棋子。
但是现在，从我插手的那一刻开始，她就不再是单纯的棋子，而是能够决定地狱第四层面归属的重量级人物。
虽然掺和到复杂的政治斗争中并不是我的本意。
介于那么多层面领主都想要操纵我、利用我来达成他们不可告人的目的，我也只能做点什么来回应他们的期待，不是吗？ 相信等他们见识到我能在菲尔娜女士和毕莱尔大公的争斗中做些什么之后，这些无聊的试探就会少很多。”
“可那个该死的愉悦魔总是对您抱有一些不该有的企图心。”
美坎修特愤愤不平的低声咒骂。
“这很正常。
地狱是一个秩序位面，所以权力和地位会产生非常强大的吸引力。
只要我还是第九层面的领主，仅次于阿斯摩蒂尔斯的二号人物，那么就会有无数的魔鬼拜倒在我的脚下。
欲魔和愉悦魔只不过利用了一下她们在性别与外形上的优势而已。
要是有一天这里传出去我对男性魔鬼也感兴趣，很快就会有数不清其他种类的魔鬼心甘情愿撅起屁股，等待我去宠幸他们。
不过别担心，这些魔鬼无论如何都不可能取代你在我心目中的地位。”
说着，左思把手指插进魅魔女王的头发，然后一直向下捋到发梢。
美坎修特则一脸享受的闭上眼睛，时不时还会发出若有若无的轻哼。
Just as she was about to grab the former's hand and kiss it, the sound of heavy footsteps interrupted everything.
Zariel, fully armed, walked in from outside, patted the sturdy armor on his chest, and reported directly: "Father, according to your instructions, I have completed the assembly of the army. As for the thirty demon legions assisted by the Lord of Hell, they will arrive in four and a half hours."
Zuo Si nodded in satisfaction: "Very good! After the reinforcements arrive, we will immediately set off to the Shadow Plane to meet up with the coalition of gods there, and then use it as a springboard to attack the High Throne."
"You mean... we have to obey the arrangements of the gods in this war?" Zariel frowned subconsciously.
“The God of War Tempus is the supreme commander of the coalition forces.
But I think he definitely doesn't have the patience to sit back and give orders, but would choose to lead the team into battle.
If nothing unexpected happens, the Goddess of Strategy should be responsible for arranging the tasks.
Given the character of the Crimson Knights, they would only roughly divide the areas they are responsible for.
So the battlefield command is still in your hands."
Zuo Si expressed his guess with great interest.
He didn't think that with the level of the Goddess of Strategy, she could command an army full of conflicts and hostility among the gods.
Especially those petitioners who are from opposite camps and have opposing doctrines. If they don’t handle it well, they may start fighting first.
Therefore, just separating the legions of different camps and letting them each be responsible for an area is enough to give the Crimson Knights a headache.
As for the great god of war Tempus, he only needs to charge forward mindlessly and enjoy the thrill of killing and fighting, and never cares about these messy things.
Zuo Si seriously suspected that Tempus promoted the mortal Goddess of Strategy in order to get rid of these things that required repeated thinking.
…
Time flies, and four and a half hours passed in a flash.
After two of the eight demon generals arrived with thirty demon legions, Zuo Si directly used the contract to let the gods open a huge inter-dimensional portal for his army.
Immediately afterwards, the Khorne Angel Zariel led the army that was ready for battle and marched through, appearing on a gray ground.
After a short while, relying on the devil's strong discipline, the army deployed in the designated area and arranged into neat square formations.
If it was an ordinary army of devils, the gods would naturally not have any reaction.
After all, they had already experienced the devil's outstanding discipline, tactics and strategy more than once in bloody battles.
However, the hundreds of thousands of angels under Zariel's command, who looked like they were operating heavy mechas, and the various giant and super-giant war weapons that appeared with them and were full of science fiction, instantly attracted the attention of many gods.
Oghma, the God of Knowledge who had the best relationship with Zuo Si, was the first to teleport over from a long distance and asked in surprise, "Is this the Mechanical Angel Legion you mentioned to me last time?"
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yeah, that's right. How about it, they are not bad."
“Not just good, it’s impressive.
As expected of a planeswalker! His control over energy has reached an incredible level.
It is possible to create a creature that has the appearance of a celestial being, uses divine energy, but has a soul that is nothing less than a devil.
I think the will of the Hell Plane must have given you a huge reward, right?"
Oghma's eyes sparkled with curiosity and inquiry.
He is the only one among the gods of Toril who knows about Shining Oil. He even personally helped with some research and put forward many very valuable and constructive suggestions.
Therefore, the God of Knowledge is well aware of the dangers hidden in this substance while it can bring great convenience.
However, he was obviously not worried at all that Zuo Si would use this substance to infect the continent of Faerun.
The reason is simple! Zuo Si himself did not use the oil to transform and strengthen his body. Obviously, he did not think that it was a kind of "perfection", but simply used it as a tool.
"Well! I have recently gained very strong power from the feedback of the will of the hell plane. It's a pity that most of it can only take effect when I am in hell." There was a hint of regret in Zuo Si's tone.
Just when Oghma wanted to say something, a bald strong man over two meters tall, riding on the backs of a black horse and a white horse, rushed over from a distance.
Anyone with a bit of vision could tell that the person coming was none other than Tempus, the god of war.
The two horses under his feet, the white one is the mare - Veros, and the black one is the stallion - Diros.
Needless to say, the above two horses are both truly divine creatures, the exclusive mounts of the God of War.
In Faerun, on many battlefields where large-scale wars broke out, Tempus could often be seen riding these two horses and wandering in the sky.
He does not support one side fixedly, but will randomly support one side on a certain day, and then suddenly support another side the next day.
The only thing the warring forces could do was to pray as much as possible before the battle, and then offer wine and food after the battle was over that day, hoping to please the most powerful god of war.
However, if you read some records about the war in Candlekeep, you will find that whether it is praying or offering fine wine and delicious food, it will not really affect Tempus's choice.
As a chaotic neutral god, he has taken his will to the extreme and will not be influenced by other factors at all.
When he came closer, the god of war suddenly let out a low roar, and the two horses immediately slowed down and stopped steadily.
Tempus jumped off his horse and asked with shining eyes: "Is this the army you brought?"
"Yes.
A total of thirty devil legions.
Even in the bloody battles of the past, it was a force that was enough to decide the outcome.
In addition, I also brought my own mechanical angel army, which consists of several million people and a large number of long-range weapons and engineering equipment.
I believe that with such an army, together with the coalition forces of the gods, it will be no problem to capture the kingdom of Xirik."
After saying this, Zuo Si immediately waved to Zariel, the commander-in-chief of the army.
In the blink of an eye, the Khorne angel, exuding war fanaticism, flew over and landed on the ground.
Tempus undoubtedly felt the desire for fighting, killing and blood of this lord of the first level of hell who was once known as the "Daughter of War". A terrifying red light flashed in his pupils, as if he saw something that made him extremely happy.
Similarly, Zariel also noticed the reaction of the God of War. Instead of avoiding him at all, he raised his chin proudly.
The two looked at each other for about two or three seconds, and then Tempus could no longer hold back and burst into a deafening laugh...