"Just appreciating without participating? That's a shame."
There was a hint of disappointment and regret in Iristri's tone.
As a goddess with the portfolios of "dance", "singing", "hunting", "swordsmanship", "moonlight" and "beauty", she obviously has very unique hobbies in this regard.
Even when believers are required to pray and perform religious ceremonies, it is best to sit in a circle to sing and dance, and wear as little clothing as possible or no clothing at all.
When a priest meets a bard, he will pay him to sing a song if his financial resources allow.
When a priest is old and about to die, he will take off his clothes and dance in the moonlight. Until death comes, his soul leaves his body, becomes young and full of energy in mid-air, and finally goes to the kingdom of the god he serves.
So in the teachings of the Dark Girl, dancing, singing and naked body are very sacred things.
Of course, Zuo Si felt that this was purely a continuation of a unique tradition of the elves.
As far as he knew, from before the outbreak of the Crown War until now on Evermeet Island standing on the sea, the elven upper nobles had always had the habit of wearing as little or even no clothes at banquets.
There are many different opinions on the reasons.
But the elves themselves believe that this is a form of etiquette and courtesy of the highest level, and also an expression of the guests' trust in the organizers.
When Elminster was young and went to the elven city to learn magic skills as the chosen one of the goddess of magic, he was deeply shocked by what he saw.
Of course, it is not known whether this has anything to do with the fact that his gender happened to be changed by the goddess using magic at that time.
However, after sinking into the Underdark, the Dark Elves continued to kill each other under the influence of Lolth's chaotic evil, and even blood relatives would often stab each other in the back, having long since completely abandoned this ancient tradition.
Not to mention going to another family's banquet without clothes, most drow nobles would even wear a piece of fine gold chain mail when sleeping, or hide a dagger under their pillow to defend themselves in case of a sneak attack.
Perhaps Eilistraee's singing and naked dancing hope to restore this tradition so that the kind-hearted dark elves can regain the precious quality of trust, and eventually return to the surface, reconcile with their cousins whom they have hated for tens of thousands of years, and successfully integrate into the elven family.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si suddenly understood why this goddess who never wore clothes suddenly came to him, and immediately asked calmly: "Are you here for those kind dark elves who believe in you?"
Ilistri smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's right.
I have always wanted to find a country or city on the surface world that is willing to accept my believers.
But it's not easy.
Because under the influence of my mother for ten thousand years, the dark elves' hands were already stained with the blood of innocent people and they had committed countless bloody massacres.
Their reputation on the surface world is so bad that no town is willing to take the huge risk of allowing them to settle nearby.
For this, I had to ask the Mother of Magic and the Silver Virgin (another name for Sulen) for advice.
These two great gods told me that perhaps you could provide a perfect solution.
After all, in Luskan, which you rule, there is already a group of dark elves living there, and they have not suffered too much discrimination and exclusion.
Although most of these children do not believe in me, they also do not believe in my twisted and evil mother.
In addition, you took Lirael Baenre away from Menzoberranzan, still pure in mind and soul and untainted by anything.
I plan to let her be my chosen one and lead the kind dark elves back to the surface. Do you agree?"
After hearing the goddess's purpose, Zuo Si immediately stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.
Through the brief conversation, he was basically certain that the reason why this dark girl came to him was definitely because of the support of the magic goddess Midnight and the moon goddess Sulun, and perhaps there was also a temptation from the elven gods.
After all, as a weaker deity, Eilistraee was able to rely on her weak strength to fight against her mother Lolth, brother Velen, nephew Selvetarm, drow undead and the goddess of vengeance Ziaransali for a long time without being defeated. The root cause of this was that she had a group of powerful allies.
As long as Eilistraee doesn't seek death by attacking Rose, the Spider Goddess will have no way to deal with her daughter who openly splits the faith of the dark elves.
After all, just the elven god Corellon and his second spouse, the powerful trinity goddess of divine power, Anghareth, were enough to overwhelm Rose.
Not to mention the second most powerful goddess of magic in Toril after the God Above Gods, and Sulen, one of the oldest twin goddesses of creation.
But if the Dark Girl took the initiative to attack her mother, the nature of the whole thing would become her challenging Rose's dominant position in the Dark Elf faith.
Neither the members of the elven pantheon nor Midnight and Su Lun were able to intervene.
Because this is an internal affair of the Dark Elf pantheon, it is extremely taboo for other gods to intervene without sufficient reason.
In the Battle of the Spider Queen, Eilistraee was defeated and killed because she realized that Lolth wanted to integrate the faith of the dark elves to gain powerful divine power, and wanted to kill her mother and replace her when she was at her weakest.
As a result, the whole plan failed and even his life was lost.
Since it was an active attack, neither the elven gods nor the goddess of magic and the goddess of the moon offered any help.
Of course, Zuo Si was not at all interested in the intrigues within the Dark Elf pantheon.
The only thing to consider is how much benefit can be gained from cooperating with Eilistraee, and whether it is enough to offset the anger and hostility from the spider goddess Rose.
Given the escalating war between the Will of the Abyss and the Odrachi Titans, it would be impossible for Rose to ascend to a powerful divine power in a short period of time.
In other words, all the demon lords and evil gods living in the Abyss are forced to be involved in it to some extent, whether they like it or not.
This means that before Zuo Si decides to seal Ozach, the Battle with the Spider Queen will not break out, and the status quo will continue.
It is estimated that Rose herself does not have the time and energy to pay attention to her daughter's little actions at the moment.
After all, her country is so close to the main battlefield. It would be a lot of fun if Ozachi really pushed it all the way over.
With the power of mortal petitioners, it is impossible to resist the distortion of Ozachi.
Soon, they will be Devoured and assimilated on a large scale by slave beasts, devourers and kings, and become part of the enemy's force.
So theoretically speaking, no matter what Zuo Si did to make the Spider Goddess so furious, as long as he still knew the method to seal Ozach, he would have enough bargaining chips to negotiate and trade with her.
After weighing the pros and cons, he slowly said, "I can open several towns to you and your followers, and allow them to come and go freely and settle down. But the problem is, I don't want to overly stimulate your mother, so please make sure their total number does not exceed one thousand in each city."
"A thousand people in each city? That's too few!"
Iristri frowned subconsciously.
Although there are not many dark elves who believe in her in Faerun, there are still tens of thousands of them if they are added together.
“I have a compromise on this.
Gather your followers and build a semi-underground city close to the surface.
In this way, they can not only slowly adapt to the environment of the surface world, but also learn about the rules and laws of the surface world through trade, adventure and other means.
The benefit of doing this is that it gives each other a period of adaptation.
I believe you should know best that after ten thousand years of evolution, the dark elves have long adapted to the dark environment, and not everyone can endure the pain of being exposed to the sun like Drizzt and Lirael.
My suggestion is to let those who cannot adapt stay in cities close to the surface, and let those who can adapt move out.
Of course, as a help, I will provide them with enough food, weapons and tools in the form of low-interest loans when they first arrive, and then they will slowly repay me through trade after the city is established.
Moreover, the underground city built by you and your followers can join the trade alliance advocated by the goddess of wealth Waukeen, and be responsible for selling the special products of the surface world to gray dwarves, deep gnomes or other dark elves.
Then buy specialties from the Underdark and bring them back to make a profit from the difference.
As for the location, I have already chosen it for you. It is Dragonspear Castle between Baldur's Gate and Waterdeep.
Although there is a portal to the first layer of hell, and demons often appear there, it is no longer a big problem now. "
Zuo Si spoke out his thoughts all at once.
As someone who had been to the Underdark and had a deep understanding of drow society and culture, he knew very well that it would be difficult to change the thoughts, values, and worldviews of these dark-skinned elves in a short period of time.
Even though many people have converted to Eilistraee, that doesn't mean these guys are that kind.
Just the opposite!
Even those who hold the rank of priest are not necessarily of the good camp; it is entirely possible that they are chaotic neutral, like a psychopath.
Of course, in the eyes of Zuo Si, who has a strong tendency towards lawfulness, there is actually no difference between chaotic good and chaotic neutral, and both can be classified into the general category of "social instability factors."
As for ordinary believers, there are all kinds of strange things.
Some of them were losers in internal strife, some were exiled for violating taboos, and some were fugitives whose faith in the Spider Queen was shaken.
Among these dark elves, neutral evil and chaotic evil account for more than 70%, and the rest are neutral and good.
Therefore, those who believe in Eilistraee are not necessarily good drow.
Instead, after believing in her, one will gradually shift from the evil camp to the neutral camp or even the good camp.
The most important thing is that these guys with ungodly beliefs are like time bombs. They are very likely to be used by other dark and evil gods or even demons, and transformed on the spot into extremely destructive evil organizations.
Therefore, compared with direct absorption and assimilation, Zuo Si preferred to let them live together in a semi-independent manner in the cities he built.
In this way, even if any trouble occurs, only these dark elves will be in trouble, and no one else will be affected.
"Build an underground city close to the surface? Communicate with the surface residents through trade?"
Iristri's eyes lit up slightly, and she was obviously moved.
She also knew how much pain the dark elves would feel when they first came to the surface and were exposed to the daytime sun.
Even a large number of drow were unable to adapt to this process and eventually returned to the Underdark to live their previous decadent life.
If there were such a city, it could serve as a holy place to attract those dark elves who long to break free from their mother's control and yearn for freedom, and it could also provide a warm, comfortable and safe home for those drow who cannot adapt to survival on the surface world.
After a brief thought, Iristri immediately nodded and agreed: "Okay! Let's follow the second plan you gave.
Later I will issue an oracle to all priests, asking them to lead their believers to migrate to the passage from Dragonspear Castle to the Underdark.
In addition, Kuilu Vela Dorn will also be sent there to settle the migrating dark elves and start building an underground city."
"Ailu? I am really looking forward to meeting this most mysterious and least public voter among the Seven Sisters of the North."
Zuo Si's face showed anticipation.
Because this girl, like the other seven sisters in the North, is a daughter born from a mortal body by the second generation magic goddess.
But what’s interesting is that the first few are all beautiful women with elven blood, all with fair skin and beautiful looks.
But when the last baby, Aoi Lu, was about to be born, the body of the mortal who was born from the Second Generation Magic Goddess was almost exhausted, and it seemed that she was going to die in childbirth, resulting in two deaths.
At the critical moment, Iristri offered a little help, allowing the final baby girl to be born successfully.
The only problem is that Kuilu's race changed directly from half-elf to drow.
This is why she is the chosen one of both the Magic Goddess and the Dark Girl.
Zuo Si has already met five of the Seven Sisters of the North, including Alastor, Simbu, Storm, Lyra, and Dove.
The only ones missing are the eldest sister Xiren, who has been dead for many years and only her soul remains in the Shadow Valley, and the youngest sister Kuilu.
“Haha, I’ve heard about your friendship with Alustriel and Simbu, and your good relationship with Khelbourne and the Leila couple.
I believe you and Aoi Lu will get along well.
Farewell, young planeswalker, thank you for your advice and help.
I hope that next time we meet, you will not only appreciate the dance, but will also accept my invitation to join in.
When this city is built, remember to bring your favorite sword and I will personally bestow it with divine power and blessings. "
As the last word came out of her mouth, Iristri bent down and gently kissed Zuo Si on the cheek. Then, with a faint smile on her face, she turned into a ray of moonlight and disappeared on the spot.
You should know that the incarnation of this goddess is nearly three meters tall (over two and a half meters).
Therefore, when she bent down, the two strands of long silver hair that were used to cover her chest drooped instantly, showing her generous and rich mind to the fullest.
Even after the dark girl had left for several minutes, Zuo Si's mind still occasionally flashed back to that fleeting scene.
fortunately!
His will was still strong, and he quickly drove these messy desires out of his mind and returned directly to the newly born ninth level of the Hell Plane.
At this moment, the low-level devils who had been working like slaves day and night to build a huge cyberpunk city are obtaining promotion permits in large numbers.
Especially the lowest-level inferior demons, as many as millions of the best-performing guys have broken away from that muddled state and successfully transformed into little devils, controllers, barbed demons, and lustful demons possessing reason and wisdom.
Those little devils, controllers, barbed devils and lustful devils who perform outstandingly and whose performance indicators far exceed those of their peers will be promoted to higher-level devil forms.
In this large-scale collective promotion process, the total number of relatively rare and scarce contracted demons, false demons, servant demons, snake and scorpion demons, and burnt offering demons alone reached thousands.
Obviously, everything was due to the petitioners who were plundered from the war between gods.
Because their number is so huge and more than 90% of them are mentally ill and are absolute lunatics, they cannot be thrown into the city for further corruption. They can only be sent directly to the torture chamber to be repeatedly squeezed and then transformed into the lowest level of inferior demons.
For this reason, all the torture chambers on the ninth level have entered an overloaded working state.
Even the bone demons who could derive pleasure from torturing mortal souls had begun to complain that they had been working for too long without even having time to catch their breath, rest, and relax.
Therefore, large-scale promotion and expansion are not a waste of energy, but a way to squeeze energy faster and more fully.
In addition, the resources brought back from the Kingdom of Xirik, as well as a large number of corpses and captives have all been sent to the two subsidiary planes. Under the infection and transformation of the sparkling oil, more war machines are produced, or things like mobile terminals are manufactured and sold to travelers and adventurers from other planes.
As for the command of the thirty devil legions given by Asmodeus, Zuo Si handed it back immediately after he returned, without any intention of taking it for himself.
At the moment, he was sitting on top of the tallest building in the city center, staring at the death race projected on a huge electronic device with great interest, listening to the host's roar and shouting at the top of his lungs, and asked without turning his head: "How much does it cost to hold such a competition? How much money can we make from it?"
“If we calculate based on the current value of Hell Gold Coins, the cost of hosting each competition is around 250,000 gold coins.
We can recover a net profit of about 500,000 to 800,000 gold coins from tickets, TV broadcasts and advertising.
You can also earn about 1.5 million to 2 million gold coins from the gambling industry.
You simply cannot imagine how much money those mortals from the material world, as well as those from other planes who are keen on pursuing excitement and pleasure, are willing to throw at it.
Just two or three days ago, there were even cases where the chosen people and incarnations of the gods were involved.
In addition to the above, we can also obtain implicit taxes to drive consumption in areas such as alcohol, drugs, food and beverage, and physiological desires.
Most importantly, it can cause mortal souls to become deeply corrupted, thus generating more energy when squeezed.
My dear lord, you have created a city filled with the pursuit of excitement and extreme hedonism, but also a corrupt city that can lead people to depravity without realizing it.
Here, mortals can satisfy all their desires, and we will obtain their souls."
While reporting, Gramil used her breasts as a cushion for Zuo Si to lean on, and stretched out her slender fingers to massage him.
It is not difficult to see from the excitement in her eyes that she is full of confidence in the benefits of this new operating model.
Because here, mortals' concept of the devil is changing at a very fast speed, and it is no longer the original fear, caution and fear.
They rush to join in while indulging their desires, and are eager to live in the huge cyberpunk city forever.
No threat!
No intimidation!
No force!
Some are just transactions that are openly based on mutual consent.
Even the angels from the upper planes who had moved in had to admit that this place was completely different from the strong sense of oppression in other levels of hell, and was filled with an indescribable atmosphere of freedom.
“That sounds good.
Go tell all the tricksters doing business in other planes to keep bringing me large numbers of people.
Whether it is a mortal soul, a petitioner, or other alien creatures.
Just tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of residents are still too few.
It would be best if it could be increased to 10 billion or more.
I want to make the empty cities and streets crowded, and let the whole universe know that there is a megacity full of opportunities and challenges on the ninth level of Baator Hell.
Here they can satisfy all their desires and taste those forbidden pleasures that are not permitted by secular morality.
Here, money and wealth can buy anything.”
Zuo Si was enjoying the pleasure demon's massage and gave the order without turning his head.
Especially the unemployment rate, which is absolutely impossible to appear in the ninth level of hell.
Because anyone who can't find a job, doesn't have an income, and can't continue to deepen his corruption by indulging his desires will never survive a week.
What a joke! This is the ultimate lawful evil hell plane! You want to be idle here, live on the minimum living allowance, lie down and do nothing?
Dream on!
Once labeled like this, it won't be long before they are forcibly sent to the torture chamber to squeeze out their energy, and then transformed into the lowest level of inferior demons.
As the lord of the ninth level, Zuo Si would never allow even 0.01% unemployment within the area under his rule.
If so, then we should eliminate the unemployed population at the root.
Work to earn money - consume and enjoy - deepen the corruption of the soul - when reaching the limit, send to the torture chamber for exploitation
This is the path He has designed for all mortal souls who fall into Hell.
Glamir was obviously attracted by the evil aura emanating from his lord. He immediately lowered his head and whispered in his ear in a seductive voice: "As you wish, my lord. However, many lords have recently sent their men to our city to lure mortals to sign contracts with them. Do you think we should impose some restrictions?"
Zuo Si shook his head gently: "No, there is no need for that.
I have made a deal with the Lord of Hell.
For every two souls they obtain, they shall give me one.
And half of the energy squeezed out will belong to the ninth layer.
That is to say, the more contracts they sign with mortals, the more share we will get from them.”
"I see! You are really far-sighted and have already arranged everything."
As he said this, Gramil's hand began to slide down his shoulder dishonestly.
But before her hands could reach into her collar, Zuo Si stood up from his chair to stop her from teasing him further, turned around and asked with a half-smile, "Have you thought about the choice I asked you to make before?"
moment!
The charming expression on the face of the pleasure demon froze, and was quickly replaced by bitterness. She shook her head slightly and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you. I don't know how to choose.
Because even though my mother wanted to sacrifice me as a secret weapon against my father, she gave birth to and raised me after all.
And I know that I have several brothers and sisters with the same father and mother who were ruthlessly killed by my father before they even had the chance to be born.
My impression of my father has always been that he is insidious, cunning, cold-blooded, and extremely lewd and lascivious.
So I am very confused now, and I don't know who to help and who to kill.
However, I have compiled the information about the fourth level, and you can check it at any time."
"In that case, why don't you go to the fourth level and talk to Grand Duke Bilai and Ms. Firna separately?
Don't forget, you are mine now.
No matter how fiercely they fought, neither of them dared to do anything that might anger me.
So your situation is not as dangerous as you imagined, but rather very safe.
I can give you a mark of favor and the status of a special envoy."
After saying that, Zuo Si unbuttoned the top few buttons of the man's shirt, completely exposing a large area of white skin, black underwear and left shoulder.
Then he raised his hand and branded a mark that was unique to him on his shoulder near his armpit.
This is a special ability that only great devils and level lords with noble titles have.
A devil or mortal who obtains this mark not only gains some additional spell-like abilities and physical enhancements, but also is protected.
No matter who wants to hurt or even kill them, they must consider whether they can withstand the crazy revenge from the master behind them.
"I understand. I will follow your wishes and go to the fourth level."
Gramir raised his hand and gently stroked the obvious mark on his shoulder, bent down and bowed deeply, then straightened his shirt, turned around quickly and disappeared out the door.
After she was completely gone, another familiar tall figure walked out from the dark corner and teased in a half-joking tone: "My young friend, I never thought that you would play such an ambiguous game when you are bored.
If you don't mind, can you tell me what attracted you to that pleasure demon? Was it the noble blood of two dukes flowing in her body? Or were you interested in her body that had never been tasted by anyone?
Or do you simply enjoy playing with her heart? Most importantly, are you sure you want to get involved in the fight between Bilel and Fierna?"
"Respected Lord of Hell, are you bored enough to be interested in my special hobbies in some aspects because the bloody battle has temporarily stopped?
As for the power struggle between Archduke Bilai and Lady Firna, I originally didn't want to get involved.
Unfortunately, the tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop.
Now almost all the lords of all levels are constantly testing me, and have put many spies and agents into my court.
So I had to do something to prove to them that pissing me off was a bad idea and would cost them dearly."
While speaking, Zuo Si casually took out a bottle of wine brewed with an extremely evil soul from the wine cabinet beside him and poured a glass for Asmodeus, then added a handful of small pills of different colors into it.
The latter took it and sniffed it, then asked in surprise, "Is this the highly addictive drug made by those lustful demons you created?"
"Yes. Try them, though I'm not sure they'll work on a master of Hell like you."
Zuo Si smiled and gestured for invitation.
Asmodeus raised his head and drank it all in one gulp without saying a word, closing his eyes and savoring the strange taste, as well as the slight hallucinations, numbness, and intense pleasure that followed.
After about a minute, he put down the cup and commented, "Not bad! Very good! It's stronger and more stimulating than any addictive drug I've tasted before.
It can even enhance your physical fitness in a short period of time.
No wonder those mortals, once they have tasted it, become crazy addicted and crave it, and are willing to spend all their money to get it.”
Zuo Si explained meaningfully: “That's because for most mortals, all emotions and feelings are actually composed of chemicals produced by the endocrine system.
So they have no resistance to chemical bliss.
As long as we find one or several chemical substances corresponding to each emotion, and then refine and manufacture them on a large scale in an industrial way, we can make people experience happiness that they cannot experience under normal circumstances.
This kind of excitement and happiness that far exceeds the threshold will permanently change the brain, making it inevitably highly dependent, and even unable to survive after withdrawal.
In order to obtain these things, they are willing to do anything, even killing their blood relatives and selling their souls.
The destructive power of these things is terrible, terrible enough to completely destroy the order in society and turn an originally calm and rational person into a madman and monster who only wants to get more happiness.
In fact, what are currently circulating on the market are only some primary products.
There are also some more advanced and terrifying gifts specially prepared for demons, which are still under development and have not been completed yet. "
"Oh? Are you planning to ask the Debauchee to create a drug that can make demons feel happy and addicted?"
Asmodeus raised the corner of his mouth in an interested look.
"Why not?"
A creepy light flashed in Zuo Si's eyes.
"The will of the abyss endowed demons with a nature of chaos and evil, so they are naturally unable to resist indulging in desires.
Once the drug is successfully researched and a way is found to allow the demons to obtain and taste it, they will soon try every possible means to obtain more.
At that time, we can use this to obtain the desired resources from the demons, instigate them to kill each other, completely tear apart the already fragile ruling structure, and release their chaotic nature.
When the Lords of the Abyss cannot even control their armies, the threat posed by demons will drop sharply.
After all, there are many forms of war, not just the use of force, but there are many other means that can be used."
Asmodeus suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha! Such an evil and horrible plan!
You never disappoint.
Then I will look forward to that day.
However, I suggest you be a little cautious when intervening in the power struggle on the fourth level.
After all, the last fight started by Zariel triggered a large-scale civil war in hell.
I don't want this to happen again."
"Please don't worry, I understand the rules and I know what can and cannot be done. By the way, who do you personally prefer to be the real lord of the fourth level?" Zuo Si asked with a slightly curious tone.
"Hmm - Fierna is better. Her alliance with Gracia can greatly make the lords of other levels feel timid and dare not act rashly. Bilel's ambition is too big and it is not easy to control him."
Asmodeus spoke directly to his inner thoughts.
Zuo Si nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, I think I know what to do. By the way, you didn't come all the way here just for these trivial matters, did you?"
"No, of course not. I came here this time to talk to you about the bloody battle.
According to the reports from the spies I sent out, the war between the demons and the Ozachi has escalated to an alarming level.
It is said that on the battlefield, which is like a meat grinder, new types of demons or Ozachi creatures are born every minute and every second.
I suspect that if we allow them to continue evolving, they will open up an irreparable gap between us and their combat capabilities."
Asmodeus said with a serious expression.
"So you want to find an appropriate time to rejoin the bloody battle?"
Zuo Si understood the Lord of Hell's thoughts in an instant.
You must know that in the previous war against Cyric, Zariel and the mechanical angel army she led had already demonstrated strong combat effectiveness.
It is estimated that the two Eight Demon Generals had already submitted dozens of pages of observation reports right after they came back.
Yes!
You read that right!
Even someone as powerful as a Pit Fiend needs to do clerical work, and the proportion of this work in daily life is not low at all.
A scholar once compared the most powerful Balor in the Abyss with the most powerful Pit Fiend in Hell.
It turned out that although the former was also a commander of the army or a secondary lord, what he did was more like a general who charged into battle.
The latter does the exact opposite.
Hell Fiends rarely charge into battle, but always stay in the relatively safe rear to command. They are also very good at doing all kinds of clerical work and can write a carefully worded report in just a dozen minutes.
If they want, they can even flatter their superiors between the lines.
So Zuo Si had no doubt at all that the two of the Eight Demons would describe everything they saw in their report.
Asmodeus nodded without disguising, "Yes. I hope you can expand the size of the Shuoyou Legion as soon as possible and reignite the bloody battle when the time is right.
My young friend, I believe you should know best that we don't have much time left to prepare.
Only by joining this war can the Hell Plane draw more nutrients from it and breed more and more powerful demons like the Will of the Abyss. "
"No problem. I will transform all the petitioners plundered from this war of gods into inferior demons and send them to Zariel."
Zuo Si agreed without even thinking about it.
Because this was originally part of the plan, even if the other party didn't mention it, he would join the battle.
Asmodeus showed a satisfied look on his face. "That's the best. As for the energy required for promotion, don't worry. I will draw some from other lords as support for your legion."
"Then you have done me a great favor."
Zuo Si bowed slightly to express his gratitude to the Lord of Hell.
Although he had secretly stored a considerable amount of energy for emergency use, who would complain about having too much energy reserves? You know, the planeswalker was originally a big energy consumer.
When the spark level reaches that of Nicol Bolas, devouring a space-time can only be considered as filling the stomach.
"No, no, no, it should be that you have helped me a lot, and it is only natural for me to support you.
Also, if you have time, please take the time to discipline Gracia.
Her political tactics were so despicable that they had caused backlash from many dukes of hell and lords of the planes.
If they continue to make trouble, God knows what kind of trouble will happen.
I give you the authority to do anything to her, and she must obey unconditionally."
After saying this, Asmodeus left a signed document with strong constraints on the table, then activated the teleportation magic and returned to the tenth floor that he ruled.
"Disciplining the Hell Princess? This is really a troublesome matter..."
Zuo Si picked up the document with a helpless expression.
Although they had only met a few times, he was deeply impressed by Gracia's willfulness, pride, conceit, and her tendency to control and enslave others through seduction.
It is said that this Lord of the Sixth Plane, who has just taken office, likes to meet with mortals who come to Hell from other planes and then cast charm spells directly on them when he has nothing to do every day.
Needless to say, those who are successfully charmed will directly become the playthings of the Princess of Hell and are willing to give her everything they have.
As for those who have a strong will and have managed to avoid the temptation, don't be too happy yet.
Because Gracia usually has only one way to deal with those mortals who are immune to her charm, and that is to kill them mercilessly, dig out the victim's internal organs and throw them to the little devils as a snack.
Therefore, if you want to survive, the only way out is to pretend to be seduced and then have sex with him.
Don't ever think that this is something to be envied.
Because Gracia is almost three meters tall, just like the incarnation of Iristri, and she is also the current Queen of Lust, who can only use brutal means to satisfy her desires.
With the physical fitness of ordinary people, they may be drained in minutes, and their heart and blood vessels may even burst instantly during uncontrollable intense exercise.
Calculated at two to three hundred per day, the number of mortals who died under the crotch of the Princess of Hell is at least hundreds of thousands, if not millions.
Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.
It is estimated that only the succubus queen Mecanthus can compete with her.
Zuo Si would rather deal with other insidious and cunning level lords than have too much to do with Gracia.
Therefore, the document left by Asmodeus may be a good opportunity for the lords of other levels to extend their influence into the sixth level and even undermine Konglesia.
But for him, it was nothing but trouble.
However, just when Zuo Si was hesitating to deal with the document, a lust demon who happened to be delivering information saw the words and the signature of the Lord of Hell on it, and his pupils suddenly dilated.
But soon, she cleverly covered it up, quickly left the room, and immediately told the matter to her true master through the hidden intelligence network.
About ten minutes later, Gracia, who was sitting in the huge palace formed by the body of the previous ghost countess, received the information.
Looking at the information in her hand, she could no longer maintain her previous elegant demeanor. She suddenly stood up from the throne and asked in a stern voice: "Is this true? Did my father really give him such power!"
“Yes, Your Majesty.
As long as Lord Soth is willing, he can take over all the power in your hands at any time, and even become the actual lord of the sixth level.
I suggest you quickly think of a way to resolve this crisis.
Of course, according to the information sent back by our spies, Lord Soth seems to be worried about this and doesn't want to meddle in other people's business.
But we cannot pin our hopes on his mercy.”
A Serpent Demon knelt on the ground and answered cautiously.
(End of this chapter)
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