In the bottomless abyss, enormous rolling stones and logs were turning in the mine, while the little imp flapped its wings.
Within the rust and steel, all sorts of creatures are urged to work.
In the distance of the tunnel, dwarves, goblins, witchers, ghouls—countless species—had chains hanging from their heads and necks. A follower of the Devil Cult respectfully approached Schwartz and said, "My lord, our trading network with the ghoul plane, the Forgotten Realms plane, and the Steam and Radiation planes has expanded by another ten percent."
Schwartz chewed on jerky, his gray beard stained with blood, and said coldly:
“Continue mining this deep tunnel. Canaan needs our iron ore and coal, as well as steel and gold.”
"clear."
If Su Yue were here, he would see that in this abyssal plane's mining area, the Devil Cult (Spiritualists), led by their leader Schwartz, are constantly busy at work; this is equivalent to directly providing Su Yue's Canaanite territory with an enormous logistical base. Moreover, judging from the abyssal plane's ore production, the output of this mine and tunnel mining area will not be exhausted for hundreds or even thousands of years.
David Felesev said, "My lord, you...you were also resurrected and exiled?"
Schwartz said, "This has nothing to do with you."
He walked toward his position. David Felesev, the "dead" lord, looked up at the dark upper reaches of the abyss, where enormous, fleshy birds of unknown name occasionally flew by, and a sense of dread washed over him.
It's impossible not to be terrified; this place is an abyss.
Infinite Layers of the Abyss...
This place is an extremely dangerous and suffocating environment.
This is a land devoid of morality and ethics, a place of ceaseless slaughter; a land devoid of emotion, a place of only betrayal and destruction... Sixty-six ivory towers and one hundred cold, mirrored halls stand above their mining territory, if one were to look down upon them from the heavens.
David Felesev knew perfectly well that the ore production here would be no less than that of the dwarves' northern fortress... He had never understood why he had been defeated, killed, and then his soul had been tricked by the devil and resurrected.
But after he met Abraham...
He then understood.
Behind Canaan lies an abyss!
He was a true Abyss Lord, and having gained the support of the Abyss... the Holy See could not expand into his territory, nor could the followers of the Devil's Cult. David Felesev's expression trembled slightly as a barbed leather whip ripped open his flesh.
A demon grinned, the grin stretching all the way to his ears, his expression revealing a madness: "Mr. David Felesev, you need to work, Mr. David Felesev, you need to work tirelessly to atone for the pain, death, and sin that are etched on your body—no matter why you were reborn in the abyss, you need to atone."
"ah!!"
David Felesev's suicide was not an act of heroism, but rather an attempt to avoid the consequences. He was essentially a coward. A true hero dares to face the consequences.
But after his defeat, he committed suicide.
He thought he was free.
But the burning pain in his body, the excruciating pain in his back, and the image of countless lesser demons and hundreds of different races being forced to work and mine ore filled him with boundless fear, and a look of panic and convulsions appeared on his face.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
"Please work for us for another two hundred years. Just two hundred years, and you will be redeemed... We mean what we say." The demon, with a sharp nose like a spear, a pointed chin, and sharp barbs on its cheeks, wore tattered clothes. Even more terrifying was the long, spiky tail that stretched from its waist, resembling a spine devoid of flesh and blood!
Whether it's a passing fire elemental, a red-skinned human from the fire plane, a human mage, or a dwarf with a white beard, anyone who passes by will be whipped by him, producing a sound of exploding air and tearing flesh!
Schwarz walked along the mine shaft to a luxurious room in the tunnel; the room was filled with gold and silver jewels, and the building was paved with cool-toned jade. He sat down at the table, pushed back a chair, and the small palace emitted jarring echoes. Schwarz's expression was serious, and his tall, slender figure blended perfectly with the chair. He began to write a letter to Pope Benedict IV of the Bathotok Empire.
"Your Holiness, we have made real progress in Canaan. Every day, more than a thousand believers choose to convert and receive the Eucharist and join the ranks of prayer. I deeply regret the outbreak of the Crusades. At this moment, we are also facing troubles and attacks from the 'poor' and heretical shepherds in Canaan. The internal strife within the Darvache sect is ongoing. The Brotherhood of the Scourge may provide you with the strength you imagine and need. You may take back my fief at any time. For God's faith and rule on land, for the future Kingdom of God, I can give my devout faith and pay any price, even worldly status... as long as it is beneficial to Your Holiness."
"The sacred is immortal..."
"I am in the mortal world, spreading God's glory and love."
"—Your faithful servant, Cardinal Cardinal of the diocese, the humble Schwarz von Richter."
...
Lord's Log: "Due to Abraham's excavation of the Abyss, the interdimensional portal has provided your territory with resources: 140,000 coal, 160,000 stone, and 25,000 crystals..."
"???"
Su Yue stared blankly, inwardly cursing, thinking, "This works too?" He had just sheathed his longsword with his right arm, and his armor and silver boots had been removed with Europa's help. He was preparing to go to bed to rest and sleep.
After a day of fighting, and a busy day handling the lord's affairs, expanding the territory, building the necessary equipment, and raising funds.
Su Yue felt a bit mentally exhausted.
A hint of weariness appeared on his face.
He sat up on the edge of the bed, intending to get a cup of barley tea, but Europa said, "Please sit down, I'll get it for you..."
The girl had long chestnut hair, a slender and delicate neck, and shoulders that looked as if they were carved by a knife, making her appear thin yet full of vitality. What Su Yue liked most about Europa was her hair bun and the fine downy hair on the back of her neck and shoulders, which made Su Yue clearly perceive her coquettishness and the youthful aura she exuded.
The divine and pure powers mingled together, making Europa's figure appear exceptionally tall, like a flight attendant serving first-class passengers in her past life.
She gently brought the tea over and handed it to Su Yue. Her soft hand touched Su Yue's wrist, and Europa felt a slight nervousness and shyness, but quickly returned to normal.
Looking at her expression, Su Yue said, "Let's turn off the lights now."
"Yes, sir..."
"You won't do anything to me again tonight, will you?"
Su Yue suspected that Europa, the sixth sister, might be up to something again. However, her fall from grace was probably nearing completion. Su Yue clearly noticed that two more black feathers had appeared on her angel wings...
"Don't be jealous, don't be jealous, Europa... I will never abandon or forsake you, no matter what; so don't be jealous, don't be nervous, I'll always be there to support you, and I need your support too..."
Su Yue looked increasingly drowsy, leaning against the velvet aristocratic bed, gently stroking Europa's hair as if he were petting a prized Persian cat.
Europa's profile was extremely beautiful. She turned her head slightly and smiled at Su Yue.
Are you inviting me?
"Yes, it's a date, a date I've been waiting for a long time."
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