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 to conduct business in other material began 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.
She denounced her father and refused to acknowledge the Lord of Hell's absolute control over Baator. In order to overthrow him, she even formed an alliance with the lord of the third plane, Mammon, and even became the latter's lover.
But after the Great Purge, Gracia's attitude immediately took a 180-degree turn. Not only did she immediately abandon Mammon and swear allegiance to her father, but she also replaced the Hag Countess and became the lord of the sixth level.
This series of changes makes it hard not to think that the Princess of Hell is actually a spy deliberately placed by Asmodeus next to Mammon in order to collect information on all lords who intend to launch a rebellion and finally catch them all in one fell swoop.
As for how Asmodeus manipulated his daughter, no one else knows yet.
But one thing can be confirmed.
In front of the Lord of Hell, a political rookie like Gracia can't hide any secrets.
By the same token, Lady Firna was originally just a puppet pushed up by her father, whose only purpose was to ensure that his own power would not be weakened with the loss of his position as lord.
But the problem is that Ms. Philna is obviously smarter and knows how to use her beauty and the title of nominal lord to slowly win over people and build her own power.
She was not willing to be a puppet, but wanted to find ways to seize power from Grand Duke Bilaier and become a real lord.
In Gramiel's eyes, Ms. Filna has always been an elegant, smooth, sexy woman with a strong personal charm, and a cunning woman who never easily expresses her true thoughts.
It is also the object she has always admired, yearned for and learned from.
But now, after realizing that he was just his mother's secret weapon against his father, the pleasure demon's psychological defenses collapsed instantly.
It felt like being betrayed by the person you trusted the most, with anger mixed with sadness.
If she hadn't been born with strong emotional control, she would have probably screamed and shed tears.
"Now you understand the alliance between me and Ms. Felna. Why did she send you here?"
Zuo Si sprinkled a handful of salt mixed with chili powder on the other person's wound in a tone without a trace of emotion.
A sad smile appeared on Gramiel's beautiful face. "Of course. Are you telling me this now to immediately respond to my mother's request and decide my fate?"
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, on the contrary, I plan to give you a choice. Choose the one you want to support between Ms. Ferna and Grand Duke Bilaier."
"I don't understand what you mean..."
Gramil felt a little confused.
Because in her opinion, her own value can never be compared with her mother's.
Therefore, when Ms. Filna made the request, the fate of becoming a sacrifice was already determined, and there was no room for maneuver.
Moreover, after being on the ninth level for such a long time, she still couldn't seduce the lord she was loyal to. This was a failure to the extreme, and could even be described as a shame for a pleasure demon.
“Hahahaha! Your reaction is kind of cute.
To be honest, I really doubt whether Ms. Filna has really taught you the rules of survival in hell, so that your character is so naive and simple.
Do you think I'm only allied with your mother?
Or do you think someone like me would choose to hang himself on a tree?"
Zuo Si laughed loudly and reached out to pinch the other person's delicate chin, his eyes full of teasing.
The next second...
Gramir understood something instantly, swallowed his saliva subconsciously, and asked in a stuttering tone: "You...you are also allied with my father, Grand Duke Bilaier?"
"Bingo! Correct answer! In fact, before I formed an alliance with Lady Firna, Grand Duke Bilai approached me first.
So for me it doesn't really matter who wins this political fight.
What matters is whoever I help will win.
Now, I give you the choice and it is up to you to decide the fate of your father and mother.
It's funny, isn't it, because they both want to control your destiny, but it ends up happening the other way around.
And like I said, you are mine.
I don’t have the habit of letting others decide the life and death of my men.”
As he said this, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with a creepy evil amusement.
The evil that came from the deepest part of his mind and soul made even Glamir, a demon of pleasure, shiver uncontrollably, his eyes revealing naked and undisguised awe and fear.
But almost at the same time, she felt a strong stimulation, excitement and admiration in her heart. She felt that the other person exuded a strength, insidiousness and cunningness that could not be described in words, which made her deeply fascinated.
Because these qualities are the ultimate goals that countless devils are willing to give everything for.
Gramil only felt his heart beating rapidly, his fair skin all over his body was congested due to the violent fluctuations of emotions, and it was glowing with an attractive pink glow, and there was a kind of indescribable pleasure in his mind.
After several minutes, she bit her lower lip and asked carefully, "What are you going to do?"
Zuo Si replied with a playful look on his face: “Relax, no matter who you choose, I will not sacrifice you because that would be too wasteful.
You know, it's not easy to find a beautiful, sexy, virgin, and capable female devil secretary these days.
Most importantly, after what happened, you should be very clear about who you want to be loyal to, right?"
While speaking, Zuo Si's eyes scanned the pleasure demon in front of him from head to toe several times, and stayed on certain positions for more than three seconds.
"Of course, my dear lord.
In the cruel political struggle of the devil, only a great and evil prince of hell like you can be truly invincible and protect me forever.
Moreover, I assure you that, besides the ability you have mentioned, I am also very capable in another respect.
If you want, I can let you experience it for yourself right now.”
As the last word came out of his mouth, Gramil gently kicked off his high heels and began to unbutton his shirt one by one, while standing on tiptoes and kissing him actively.
The strong sense of crisis that almost cost her her life made her eager to do something to bring herself closer to the lord.
But Zuo Si raised a finger and pressed it on the pleasure demon's moist red lips, smiling and saying, "Don't be so impatient, it will only make you look nervous, guilty and fearful.
Compared to you now, I still prefer the you who is always distant yet elegant and seductive in every move.
And we will have plenty of time in the future to play these little games slowly.
What you need to do now is to calm down, think carefully about everything related to the fourth level, and then sort it out in detail. By the way, think clearly about who you really want to win in your heart.
Okay, now put on your shoes and go do your work.
I also need to prepare to participate in the God War and fulfill the contract that has already been signed."
"As you wish, my lord."
A strange light flashed in Gramiel's eyes. He sucked the finger on his lips in a seductive manner, then re-buttoned his shirt, turned around in his high heels and disappeared into the corridor outside the office.
Just a few seconds after she left, the succubus queen Mecanthust, who was hiding in the dark, came out. She took out a white handkerchief from somewhere, wiped the saliva on her fingers with a look of disgust, and then asked in a very confused tone: "Father, why are you wasting time on this pleasure demon? Didn't you say that she is just an insignificant victim?"
Zuo Si patiently explained, “Perhaps in the past, Glamir was indeed just a chess piece to be sacrificed.
But now, from the moment I intervened, she was no longer a mere pawn, but a heavyweight who could decide the ownership of the fourth level of hell.
Although it is not my intention to get involved in the complicated political struggle.
Since so many lords on different levels want to manipulate me and use me to achieve their ulterior motives, I can only do something to respond to their expectations, right? I believe that after they see what I can do in the fight between Ms. Firna and Archduke Bilel, these boring temptations will be much less."
"But that damn pleasure demon always has some inappropriate intentions towards you."
Mecanthus cursed indignantly.
“This is normal.
Hell is a plane of order, so power and status have a very strong attraction.
As long as I am still the lord of the ninth plane, the second most important person after Asmodeus, countless demons will bow down at my feet.
The demons of lust and pleasure simply took advantage of their gender and appearance.
If word gets out here someday that I'm also interested in male devils, there will soon be countless other kinds of devils willing to stick their butts out, waiting for me to pamper them.
But don't worry, these demons can never replace you in my heart."
As he spoke, Zuo Si inserted his fingers into the Succubus Queen's hair and then stroked them all the way down to the ends.
Mecanthust closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment, and occasionally let out a faint hum.
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 felt undoubtedly 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...
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