There is no love without reason in the world, and there is no hate without reason.

Especially for those who are very rational, it often takes a very sufficient reason to hate someone deeply.

Because whether it is revenge or making the other party pay a price, it will cost a very high cost.

Perhaps for those who are impulsive and willful and never consider the consequences, as long as they can vent their inner anger, it doesn’t matter what happens next, as long as they feel good.

But for rational people, if the consequences of revenge far outweigh the benefits, they will choose to give up unnecessary hatred.

This is also why many successful people always appear to be very generous and don't care about trivial matters.

It’s not that they have no emotions, but that they calmly consider the pros and cons and choose the most appropriate and suitable way to deal with the situation at the moment.

The biggest characteristic of this type is that they never show their emotions on their faces easily. Even if they get angry occasionally, it is just a performance in order to achieve some ulterior purpose.

Needless to say, Asmodeus is undoubtedly the most representative among them.

Whether it was his tolerance of Prince Levistus killing his wife, or his later forgiveness of those level lords who conspired to launch a rebellion to replace him for the sake of political stability, it can be seen that every decision he made was not mixed with even the slightest personal emotion, and he adhered to absolute rationality throughout.

Emotions such as hatred, anger, impulse, etc. that can easily make people lose their rationality seem to have never appeared in the Lord of Hell.

Including the famous Great Purge, it was just a brief campaign, mostly serving as a warning and punishment.

But now, facing Zafkiel, the leader of the Seven Fierce Orders of Heaven, Asmodeus showed a very rare naked and undisguised hatred.

He even ignored the fact that his devil army had an overwhelming advantage, and walked out from the heavily protected army to face the enemy head-on.

This extremely abnormal behavior even made many demons around him wonder whether the Lord of Hell was a substitute or another big demon in disguise.

After all, such a thing is not without precedent.

There are too many rumors about Asmodeus. For example, the most well-known one is that his current appearance is not his original form, but an incarnation or projection created by powerful force.

So in fact, no one in the entire Baator Hell knows the true identity of the Lord of Hell.

He himself has never participated in even a single battle.

Yes, you heard it right.

Ever since the birth of the Baatezu devil and began recording its own history, there has been no record of the Lord of Hell, and all speculations are rumors passed down by word of mouth that cannot be verified.

You must know that Baator is not a bottomless abyss. The strong tendency towards law and order means that the huge bureaucratic system will operate in an orderly manner from the moment it is established, and there will never be any mistakes.

Moreover, the history of demons is coherent and uninterrupted, unlike the abyss where the Tanar'ri demons replaced the Obyris demons to become the dominant ones.

This means that all true information about Asmodeus has been deliberately hidden.

So who can do this?

The Lord of Hell himself, of course.

Why did he hide all his true information, including his origins? There must be many unknown secrets behind all this.

In particular, the rumors about Asmodeus may not be groundless.

Just as the devils began to have wild thoughts, Zafkiel could no longer suppress the murderous intent surging in his heart, and rushed over with his arms with stigmata printed on them raised high.

The Lord of Angels obviously knew that the only way to defeat the all-out attack of the evil army was a decapitation operation, by which he would defeat or even kill the Lord of Hell.

Otherwise, no matter how hard the Subarus' army fought, they would eventually be drained of their last drop of blood by enemies that far outnumbered them.

“Stop him!”

The Devil Guards, who had always been very loyal, obviously noticed the opponent's intentions. Hundreds of Hell Demons immediately took a fighting stance and tried to stop this dangerous enemy.

Unfortunately, in front of Zafkiel, who represented the projection of the will of the Seventh Heaven Mountain Plane, they could not hold out for even a second. They were directly dismembered, torn apart, and dissolved by the holy energy emitted from the stigmata. In the end, not even a trace of residue was left.

The destructive power is in no way inferior to the powerful divine power itself.

There is no doubt that this is the true strength possessed by the leader of the Seven Fierce Associations in Heaven. It is also the capital that enables him to command the entire Seven Heavens Mountain. All gods who settle here must bow to him.

Unfortunately, when Zafkiel wanted to do the same to severely injure the Lord of Hell, Asmodeus slowly raised the ruby-inlaid scepter in his hand and pointed lightly.

boom!!!!!!!!

A terrifying energy shock burst out instantly, knocking the powerful opponent away on the spot. The whole person fell from the sky to the ground, creating an extremely huge crater.

"Tell me, Zafkiel, what gave you the courage to challenge me? Have you forgotten how you fled in such a miserable state? Or do you think you have become stronger over the years?"

Asmodeus raised his hand to signal the other demons not to approach, then walked straight to the edge of the pit with a mocking smile on his face.

It is not difficult to tell from the tone and attitude that not only are there quite a lot of old grudges between the two, but he is also the one who has been suppressing the other.

Fortunately, after just a few seconds, Zafkiel flapped his golden wings and flew out of the deep pit. He did not seem to have suffered any obvious damage, but the light he emitted became even stronger.

"Asmodeus! As long as I live, your foul ambitions and evil plans will never be realized."

"Oh? What if you were going to die?"

The smile on the Lord of Hell's face grew wider.

moment!

Zafkiel's face changed drastically, and he asked in an incredulous tone: "Do you really want to conquer the Seventh Heaven Mountain at the risk of the world's disapproval? The elemental plane will not allow you to break the balance between good and evil!"

"Hahaha! It seems that you haven't realized what happened yet, right? Open your eyes and take a good look at the battlefield. Think about why the reinforcements of the Aithorn Clan and the Elven Gods from the chaotic good camp suddenly retreated? You are not so naive as to think that all this is accidental, right?

No, idiot, all of this was destined before the war began.

At this moment, you and I are all pawns! And Soth is the one who is hiding behind the scenes and truly controls the overall situation.

It's ridiculous that you have always treated me as the most vigilant enemy and kept on guard against me.

But in fact, he had already secretly signed a contract with those kind gods, the elemental planes, and those forces that abandoned you, a contract that could take your life.

Don't worry, I have no intention of creating a balance between good and evil, nor will I attempt to occupy this land of perfection.

There is only one thing I have to do, and that is to complete the feat of conquering the Seven Heavens Mountain, to achieve an unprecedented victory of evil over good, and to kill you, my enemy, by the way.

When I am done with all of this, I will retreat and leave the first plane as an eternal battlefield between good and evil."

Asmodeus' eyes flashed an evil red light, and he laughed wildly and unscrupulously as he revealed all the mysteries.

There is no doubt that he likes the expression on Zafkiel's face at this moment, which is a mixture of shock, astonishment, fear and despair.

Because the Lord of Angels would never dream that, as the Lord of Hell, although he was the initiator of the war, he was not the real controller.

Zuo Si, who seemed to choose to remain neutral and had no direct relationship with the war, was the one who had always been in control of the rhythm.

"This... How is this possible! Are you willing to give up the leadership?"

There was a hint of trembling and horror in Zafkiel's tone.

Based on his understanding of Asmodeus, this evil devil king would never allow himself to be led by the nose no matter what he did.

Therefore, the response strategies he formulated were always based on trying to figure out the other party's thoughts.

"Haha, yes, that's the reaction.

I knew that your stupid head would never be able to figure out the complicated logic behind the whole thing.

Do you think I want to give up the leadership of the war?

No, I never had such a thought.

It was Soth. He used a series of means to snatch the initiative from me.

Because he needs evil to defeat good at this moment, and he needs to get tremendous power feedback from this process and results.

But you have been ignoring him, thinking that he would just sit on the sidelines as he did before.

But don't forget that Soth has been an absolute devil since the moment he joined Hell.

The evil fragrance emanating from his soul far exceeds even that of most evil gods.

Especially the evil heart that he had just condensed not long ago, he could gain unimaginable power from this victory of evil over good.

So not understanding Soth at all is the biggest and most fatal mistake you have made in this war."

As he said this, a rare hint of pity appeared in Asmodeus's eyes.

No one knew better than him how dangerous the young man who appeared to be gentle, polite, humble, elegant, and even quite nice to the lower-class civilians under his rule was.

All these misleading external appearances are actually based on the premise that there is no fundamental conflict of interest.

Giving civilians a better life is because those are the things that civilians need, but Zuo Si doesn't need them at all.

What he needs is not material things, but the faith that the common people can provide when they are alive, and their souls after death.

In addition, he also had the characteristics of a tyrant, which was to treat civilians as his own private property, just like the cattle and sheep raised in his own pasture, which he naturally had to raise to be fat and strong, and to reproduce and expand the size of the herd.

But once a fundamental conflict of interest arises, Zuo Si will instantly turn into the most terrifying destroyer in the world.

"Where is Soth?!"

Zafkiel began to look around nervously, trying to find this most dangerous enemy by extending his perception range.

In his opinion, since the other party had planned everything secretly, they would definitely join forces with the Lord of Hell to ambush him.

Asmodeus replied contemptuously: "Don't look for him, he is not here, not even in our universe.

Because your fate has already been determined, there is no possibility of escape at all.

Now look down at your feet.

The thread of fate has already entangled you firmly here."

Before he finished speaking!

Zafkiel, who had not felt anything unusual at first, suddenly found that "lines" that were neither energy nor matter appeared out of thin air on his hands, feet, and body.

He wanted to release the power of the stigmata to tear the restraints apart, but he was horrified to find that his connection with the Seventh Heaven Mountain had been severed at some point, and no matter how he struggled, he could not break free.

"No! This is impossible! What did you do to me?"

The Angel Lord roared like a madman.

The other rulers of the Heaven Mountain level wanted to rush over to help him, but were stopped by the big demons who far outnumbered them.

"Did what? Of course, I separated your fate from the Seventh Heaven Mountain and even this universe.

What do you think I have been doing since the war started, setting up various places in the occupied areas? Simply plundering resources and enslaving captives? I am constantly weakening my connection with you and the will of the plane in this way.

Now, you are no longer the embodiment of the will of the Seventh Heaven Mountain Plane, but just an abandoned loser. "

Asmodeus slowly walked up to his enemy, raised one of his big hands, grabbed the opponent's wings that exuded a sacred aura, and pulled hard.

Tear!

“Ah ...

Along with a heart-wrenching scream, the wings of the Angel Lord were forcibly pulled off, and blood containing amazing energy spurted out of the wound.

In the blink of an eye, all his wings were torn off, leaving only the bloody wound on his back.

You don't need to ask to know that this is naked and undisguised humiliation and public execution.

When the soldiers of the good camp coalition saw that Zaffkiel was treated like an animal by Asmodeus, and even his wings that represented holiness and glory were torn off, they all closed their eyes and could not bear to continue watching.

Asmodeus took out a great sword burning with red hellfire from somewhere and declared in an extremely solemn voice: "A long, long time ago, before the bloody battle between demons and devils began, a group of guys who claimed to be kind and righteous gathered together and planned a shocking conspiracy.

They wanted to let the evil kill each other, so they set a trap to induce a bloody battle.

Zafkiel was the mastermind behind this.

It is this insidious, cunning and despicable villain that forces us to devote a large number of our manpower to the endless battlefield to consume each other.

For years, I have been planning this revenge.

Now, it's finally time to pay back the debt.

I hereby declare Zafkiel guilty of provoking the largest war in the universe, causing the death of countless lives! At the same time, I sentence him to death! Execute immediately! "

As the last word came out of his mouth, the Lord of Hell raised his sword and chopped off his enemy's head.

Puff! Along with the gushing blood and the head flying into the air and exploding, the originally sunny sky suddenly dimmed, and in less than two or three seconds, it turned from day to night.

The sun lost all its light as if it was in a solar eclipse.

The horrifying scene caused all outer planes and even the entire universe to shake violently.

The kind-hearted people seemed to sense something and began to kneel on the ground, crying and praying, while those who exuded evil in their bones laughed up to the sky.

Because from this moment on, the balance between good and evil was completely lost.

And the strange and terrifying celestial phenomenon is the most direct and explicit indication of this.

On the battlefield, the power of all the devils, demons, yugoloths, evil gods and their followers, including Asmodeus, has been enhanced to an unprecedented level.

The power of the Sub-Earth Gods had clearly declined, and some low-level members were unable to even use spell-like abilities.

"No!!!! How could this happen? How could we, who represent justice, lose?"

Some holy warriors and even the Archons suffered mental collapse, and some collapsed on the ground in disbelief, or screamed wildly with tears streaming down their faces.

Unfortunately, none of this worked at all.

"This is a historic moment! The entire universe will remember this day! I am Asmodeus! The Lord of Hell who leads evil to fight against good! I am evil!"

Asmodeus held up Zafkiel's headless body and declared victory.

His voice seemed to possess some incredible power, penetrating through the barriers of planes and crystal walls and reaching the hearts of every living creature.

From this moment on, when people talk about evil, the first thing they think of is no longer those evil gods or demons, but the devil who represents lawful evil.

Because the Lord of Hell led them to create an unprecedented miracle.

"This is truly the darkest and most shameful moment for the entire good camp."

The god of justice Tyr's tone revealed anger and sadness.

Before Thom beside him could say anything, Gramiel smiled and said comfortingly: "Please don't be so sad.

All this is only temporary.

According to the terms of the contract, Asmodeus will choose to retreat in a few days at most.

Then you can take the opportunity to recover Mount Heaven and let the light of Chongshan once again cover the entire plane."

"Hmph! I hope you can keep your promise."

Tyr made an angry, dissatisfied, yet helpless sound.

Because he could clearly see that at this moment, on the outskirts of the entire country, the army from the ninth level of Baator had completed the siege, and those new Phyrexian gods with godhood and power were also watching covetously.

The reason why the good gods did not help Zafkiel and the chaotic good camp suddenly chose to retreat was not entirely an excuse, but because they were indeed threatened.

After all, no one knows whether these seemingly terrifying armies will really launch a sudden attack if they do not agree to sign the contract.

So strictly speaking, what they did was not betrayal, but more like a compromise forced upon them.

“Rest assured, we have always kept our promises. If Asmodeus is not gone by then, the master who successfully seizes the crown will come and speak to him personally about the pros and cons.”

After saying this, Glamir placed one hand on his chest and bowed to all the kind gods, then he disappeared on the spot.

Disappearing with her also were the unprecedentedly large and well-equipped legions of the Devil's Astartes.

After watching the last target disappear into the portal, the tense God of Suffering Ilmater finally breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "Based on their current reaction, they will not go back on their word. Now is the time to send people to rescue those innocent people who are still being enslaved and tortured."

"Don't you think Soth is a little too powerful?"

The god of justice Tyr couldn't help but ask.

"No, my friend. I'm afraid his power has already exceeded that threshold. Now we can only hope that he understands the importance of the balance of this universe, otherwise it will usher in catastrophe and destruction for both us and mortals."

An indescribable bitterness appeared on Ilmater's face.

…

At the same time, far away in the Ravnica time and space, Zuo Si had apparently felt the huge feedback from the heart of evil after evil defeated good, and quickly transformed this power into his own.

When he opened his eyes again, an abstract symbol that had never appeared before suddenly appeared in his pupils.

It looked a bit like the number seven, but not quite, and it appeared for less than a second before having a devastating effect on the entire plane of Ravnica.

The Planeswalkers, who were already caught in a bitter battle with the Legion of Immortals, and the local natives, all had irreconcilable conflicts due to their surging ambitions and desires for unknown reasons.

Others even broke out into internal strife and began killing each other.

"Master, are you okay?"

Gramir, who had just teleported all the way from Seventh Heaven Mountain to report the results, asked in a tone of great concern.

Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry, I'm fine, better than ever before. You did a good job this time and lived up to my trust and training in you."

"Thank you for your compliment. If possible, I hope to continue following in your footsteps until I see you ascend to the supreme throne."

Gramir held up Zuo Si's hand and kissed the back of it affectionately to express his respect, admiration and obedience.

"Okay. Transfer the people from Baator here one by one. If nothing unexpected happens, Nicol Bolas should activate the Immortal Sun blockade soon..."

Zuo Si had just said half of his words when he suddenly felt some incredible force sweeping across the entire Ravnica time and space, and then his planeswalker spark could no longer be teleported across time and space.

It goes without saying that the Spark War has finally officially entered its second phase.

Before Glamir could ask what was happening, he saw a horrifying vision suddenly appear in the distant sky, and then several Eternal Gods were summoned, deeply shocking the planeswalkers who were still trying to unite to defeat Nicol Bolas.

After all, most ordinary planeswalkers are not very powerful and cannot be compared with real gods.

But now, their enemies have turned the gods into summoned creatures in the form of undead. How can this be accepted?

"That...that's the Zealot Goddess Hazoret! Oh my god! What happened?"

The planeswalkers who had been to the plane of Amonkhet screamed in terror.

Just when everyone was stunned by the unrivaled power of the Eternal God, the Eternal God Hazoret, holding a spear, rushed straight towards the fighting brother and sister.

"Go away! Don't bother me!"

Little Annie obviously did not take this god seriously. She started with an astonishingly powerful divine-like spell, and smashed it down from the sky with a bang.

The dark prince Graya was equally powerful. He wielded his sword and stabbed another immortal evil god through.

Realizing that their fight had attracted Lao Long's attention, the two men immediately chose to stop at the same time.

After all, they are just competing with each other and dislike each other. There is no deep hatred between them, and they are still a family.

They can still maintain tacit understanding when facing powerful foreign enemies.

It turned out that the judgment of the two little guys was correct.

Not long after the Eternals appeared, Nicol Bolas descended from the sky and looked up and down at the two young men with a slightly amusement look.

After half a minute, he raised his head and asked, "Who are you? Why have I never heard of you, let alone seen you?"

"Humph! Who am I? Why should I tell you? And who are you?"

Little Annie acted in her true colors with a haughty look.

The Dark Prince Graya chose to remain silent, and only stared at the Elder Dragon Planeswalker, whom his father regarded as the biggest enemy, with a vigilant look.

“Hahahaha! Well, it seems like you are newbies who just ignited the spark not long ago.

Otherwise, it is impossible that you have not heard of my name.

But it doesn’t matter, I’m in a good mood today, so I won’t bother with you.

Now I give you a chance, a chance to swear allegiance to me.

In return, I will allow you to continue to exist as planeswalkers.

Otherwise, you will lose your precious spark today."

Nicol Bolas delivered an ultimatum to the siblings in an extremely forceful manner.

Obviously, he saw the great potential of these two little guys and wanted to train them to become his capable subordinates.

After all, he is about to become the Dragon God, and as a god he certainly cannot do everything by himself, he must have a group of capable subordinates who obey his orders.

It's okay to have a loser like Tezzeret, but it's really embarrassing to bring him out.

Shane VII is not bad and can be kept.

As for Zuo Si...

Nicol Bolas didn't think that this ambitious guy would be willing to be his subordinate.

So he urgently needs to recruit a few powerful planeswalkers who can do the job.

The battle between little Annie and Graya undoubtedly aroused his love for talent.

"Can you deprive us of our planeswalker spark?"

Little Annie tilted her head and pretended to say "I don't believe it".

Nicol Bolas said nothing but whispered a half-spell.

moment!

A ball of light was about to burst out from the girl's chest, and she was so scared that she quickly exerted all her strength to bind it tightly inside her body.