Chapter 523: Kadum, the King of the Balrog (Additional 7)
Bonaparte Empire, Lutetia City, deep in the palace.
This is the eternally dark place of the ancient castle, never exposed to sunlight. The cold air permeates the air, and the moss on the corners and ground is slippery and disgusting.
A lantern was lit and held in the hands of the guard, leading the way. The dim light seemed to be compressed and could only illuminate a small area.
Even with a wind shield, the lights inside flickered, causing the illuminated area to flicker as well.
There seemed to be some terrifying existence in the shadow, as if it was about to pounce out in the next second.
Even with the strength of Grand Duke Carlisle, he felt trembling all over and his hair stood on end at this moment.
He knew clearly that it was not an illusion. The only thing that could make a fourth-level natural disaster feel terrified was a monster that could actually threaten his life and was hiding in the darkness.
This made him think a lot, and he couldn't help but lean forward, closer to Bonaparte III.
Bonaparte III felt his movement, tilted his head slightly, and whispered, "Don't worry, I'm not going to take your life!"
The Grand Duke of Carlisle smiled awkwardly, and immediately said, "No, Your Majesty, I really don't think so!
It's just really, really scary here, and I'm a little nervous."
After a pause, he continued, "Your Majesty, why are we here?"
"Let me show you something."
"What?"
"No need to ask, no need to say, just follow me. Once we get there, remember to remain silent and don't make any noise.
This is not a negotiation, this is an order from His Majesty the Emperor!"
“I know, I know!”
Grand Duke Carlisle's eyes narrowed, and he dared not talk nonsense anymore. He just followed closely, and even couldn't help but lighten his steps.
They walked for half an hour and finally passed through a barrier created by a magic barrier.
Before Grand Duke Carlisle could open his eyes to observe, he was frozen by the breath of the abyss that rushed towards him.
The choking breath of the abyss seemed to ignite the air, and the strong smell of sulfur filled his nose. He seemed to be in a huge crisis, and the warning signs in his heart were beating like crazy.
Before the Duke of Carlisle could make any move, he was dragged forward by Bonaparte III.
Even so, Bonaparte III did not forget to give him a stern look.
Then, the lantern was blown out, and both of them went to the corner of the wall and looked out.
As far as the eye can see, there is a huge altar in the middle of the open area, and various evil offerings are placed around the altar.
Frightened human heads, beating hearts, blood-filled lines, and twisted souls flying all over the sky.
And, a pure girl who was sacrificed.
In the dark and evil underground space, a girl in a white dress seemed to be glowing, as holy as an angel.
However, this is the favorite sacrifice of the Lords of the Abyss, desecrating the holy things and bringing them unspeakable pleasure.
Evil spells sounded, and the demon wizard presiding over the ceremony twisted his body like a madman and danced a weird dance.
The abyssal aura in the air was stirred up, and it was as agitated as a volcanic eruption.
On the altar, balls of abyssal flames suddenly ignited, like torches, burning fiercely, spreading, and finally turning into a ball in mid-air and exploding with a loud bang.
The green flames burned, as if melting the space, revealing an extremely terrifying scene behind it.
It was a hot country. The rivers on the earth were flowing with magma. From time to time, tongues of fire would burst out from the ground like fountains of fire, burning an area of dozens of meters.
The demons here have become accustomed to flames, and many even squat beside the fire pits, howling and fighting under the rain of fire.
In such a world, there are actually plants, but they are all rooted in the magma, sucking matter as if they were alive.
The fruits they produce are all the size of a human head and have distorted faces.
This is the favorite food of demons. It seems that the more terrified and distorted the face is, the more delicious it is.
Every time they gnawed on it, it was like taking drugs, making their ferocious faces become filled with pleasure.
Of course, these demon trees are not without attack power. Their branches are like whips. The weaker ones will even be stabbed to death and dragged underground to become nutrients.
In such a world, the most common things are various minerals with metallic colors and colorful glass fragments.
The field of vision zoomed in infinitely, and all the images passed by quickly until an erupting volcano appeared upwards. In the thick magma, the owner of this place was seen.
At the end of the stairs made of piles of bones, there was a throne made of flowing magma, and on it, a red-skinned demon was rolling in the magma.
His head is huge, with a pair of eyes that look like flames. The twisted horns on his head ignite the fire of the abyss, forming the shape of a crown.
Inside, there seemed to be countless dead souls wailing in great pain.
He didn't care about the prying eyes outside the altar. He just turned his head slightly and looked directly at them, which was enough to make people who were far away feel fear and want to kneel down in submission.
"I am the Lord of the Chibalgra, the King of the Balor Flame Demons..."
"My name is Kadum!"
The deep voice was like the roar of a giant dragon, and the shocking will it carried permeated the entire venue, causing time and space to distort.
Until finally, He whispered, "What do you mortals ask for?"
His gaze passed over the limp demon wizard and looked at the person behind him.
That puffy body, the sticky beard, the puffy bags under the eyes...
Who else could it be but Marshal Joffre of the Bonaparte Empire?
Marshal Joffre certainly couldn't resist the gaze of this demon lord, even across the planes.
Mortals cannot look directly at the gods, and at this moment, it becomes concrete.
But two figures stood up on the left and right of Marshal Xia Fei, and their unique legendary domain spread out, firmly withstanding the majesty from the Demon King.
Marshal Joffre paused for a moment before speaking.
"I request the Balor Fire Demon King to send troops!"
He used the human language, and the Balor Flame Demon King could understand it.
The Balor Fire Demon King answered in demon language, which could also be converted into unique soul fluctuations, allowing Marshal Xiafei to understand what he meant.
Then, Grand Duke Carlisle was there and spied on a shameful deal between the human race and the demon king.
In the end, a dragon skin was made with many conditions and was also imprinted with the mark of the demon king.
When they arrived here, the two legends checked it for a long time and only after they were sure that there was no problem did Marshal Joffre sign his name.
Before the demon king left, he took away all the sacrifices, including the pure girl who pleased him the most.
Marshal Joffre sat down on the ground only after the abyssal fire in the secret room faded and dissipated.
The legendary wizard next to him immediately picked up a bottle of potion and gave it to him to drink, and he felt better.
But it’s not over yet!
Dozens of magicians rushed out again, using various magic to clean the altar, replace the offerings, carve magic patterns, and prepare for summoning.
In just a few moments, the style of the altar had changed drastically.
The demon wizard was also carried away, and another devil summoner came up, and another style of evil spell sounded again.
But before the Grand Duke of Carlisle could continue watching, he was dragged out by Bonaparte III.
Led by the guards, the two walked forward without speaking a word.
It was not until he left this place of eternal darkness and reached the outside world, feeling the air filled with gunpowder smoke, that Grand Duke Carlisle could no longer hold back.
"Your Majesty, what was this just now?"
"You guessed it, didn't you?"
"But, but, that's the Demon of the Abyss. There's no good outcome if you make a pact with the Demon King."
"Then what do you want me to do?"
Bonaparte III suddenly turned around and looked at Archduke Carlisle with red eyes, fierce and helpless.
"You've read the battle report. In just one day, the first line of defense at Verdun has been breached.
Habsburg Empire's magic cannons, bombers, aircraft, heavy machine guns, and fire soldiers,
Can you see which ones I can resist with my current forces?"
"Even if I send out more legions, I'll only be using my lives to slow down their actions."
"What I want is a powerful army that can stop the Habsburg Empire's army. Even if that army comes from the abyss, no matter how great the price, I will accept it!"
Grand Duke Carlisle wanted to say something else. He wanted to talk about the cruelty of the demons, the pollution of the abyss, the hostility of other Helka forces, and the adverse effects caused by this...
But all of this, when it came to my lips, turned into a sigh.
The situation is like this, what can we do?
At this time, Bonaparte III spoke again: "You should understand why I called you here and showed you this. It is because Bonaparte is at the brink of life and death. We cannot afford to care for ourselves."
"Grand Duke Carlisle, I know it's a bit too much to ask you to go get flowers again, but I really have no choice.
Only you can accomplish such a heavy task.
Moreover, no matter what, there was still some affection left in the beginning. This may not change anything, but at least the illegitimate child will receive you and give you a chance to speak."
The Grand Duke of Carlisle laughed bitterly. "I have no doubt about that," he said. "But, Your Majesty, what's the point of just letting me talk?"
"Your Majesty, I'm not being too concerned about myself, but that relationship only allows me to speak once. If I don't have the leverage to impress him, it would be useless for me to go and fail to complete the mission.
So, it’s not that I don’t want to go, but I cherish this opportunity more than anyone else.”
“Already have!”
"What?"
"I've already found the bargaining chip you mentioned that can impress him."
"What is it?"
"Come on, I'll take you there. You can see it with your own eyes and make your own judgment."
"good!"
This time, Bonaparte III led the way himself, followed by the Grand Duke of Carlisle. They remained silent again until they arrived outside a secret vault.
A strong guardian unlocked the magic key and opened the door of the secret vault, and Bonaparte led the way to the end of the secret vault.
There, on the antique shelf, there was a treasure displayed, a rapier!
Even with the knowledgeable Grand Duke Carlisle, he was stunned for a long time.
After they walked out of the secret vault, Carlisle finally nodded.
"I accept this mission!"
PS: I’m going to order the gift package for the banquet now, and will continue writing when I come back!
(End of this chapter)
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