Chapter 526: Strategy is not important, courage is enough

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, even the wall of non-believers has leaks.

Amber's name and achievements have long been spread throughout the world.

Although the first level of hell is Zariel's territory, there are countless sinners going to hell every day, and they will enter hell with information from various planes.

Just mentioning the lich once is not a big deal. If a large number of sinners from various planes mentioned that name in a short period of time, then the name would quickly spread throughout hell.

The Nemesis of the Goddess, the Savior of the World, the Richest Mortal… There are so many nicknames like these that I can read them for a long time. But among all these titles, the one that the devils of hell admire the most is "the Deceiver".

The deceiver Ultraman Tiga can even play with the Lord of Hell. There is no more shocking feat than this.

For the devil, deceiving people is a skill they rely on for a living. Anyone who can deceive Zariel and Tiamat is an artist who has elevated his livelihood skills to the level of art.

No one is not expecting this artist to go to hell. This fraud artist can only go to hell.

Monica was one of them. The demon lord even fantasized that the artist would land in her territory when he descended to hell.

Even if she is an enemy of the two archdukes, Monica will protect this fraudster. His soul is a rare treasure, more valuable than tens of millions of soul coins.

Monica played with the soul coin in her hand and said to herself, "I heard that he is dead and probably has fallen into the hands of Grand Duke Zariel. Now someone broke into hell to deliver a letter to Grand Duke Zariel and was able to produce a soul coin of this level. What is the connection between the two?"

With this question in mind, Monica solemnly received the little Cambion.

There were no shackles, no whips, and no sealing force, but they were allowed to enter the fortress unharmed.

Kambien himself was surprised. Soul coins were very precious, but for just one soul coin, he received such preferential treatment. How poor was the lord here? Monica sat on the obsidian throne and wagged her tail at Kambien, as if inviting him to come forward.

Kambien is 1.9 meters tall and has a muscular body, but he seems quite weak in front of Monica.

Because Monica is nearly three meters tall, she is a head taller than Kambien even when she is sitting there.

Powerful demons often have huge bodies, and succubus are no exception.

Not only did her huge body not reduce her appeal, but it made her temptations more obvious.

Kambien only glanced at Monica once, then immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at her a second time.

But not every Cambion reacted so quickly. Because the two of his kind beside him looked at Monica for a little longer than half a second, their consciousness began to become fuzzy. They only felt that the Lord of the Lust in front of them was the love of their life and they were willing to dedicate their souls to her.

This is the method of the lust demon. Unless one has an extremely strong will, one will fall in love with him at first sight.

Monica didn't care about the fact that Cambian was particularly quick to react, she grabbed the two Cambians in front of her and asked seductively in their ears: "Little guys, tell me everything about your master."

Kambien was about to speak, but the barbed tail pressed against his throat.

Monica warned, "Little guy, I'm giving you a little bit of preferential treatment for your master's sake, but don't make me angry, or you'll soon become the hellhound's dinner."

A huge pressure fell on Kambien. This was not an illusion, but a pressure from the soul of a high-level devil.

In this world where the strong prey on the weak and the hierarchy is strict, the weak really have no ability to resist the strong.

In the past, Kambien would have knelt on the ground and kissed Monica's toes, but this time he gritted his teeth and withstood the pressure from his soul, and continued to speak: "My dear Lord, I don't mean to blaspheme your authority, but these two idiots are ignorant. Even if you crush their souls, you can't squeeze out what you need. Instead, you will become enemies with my master. For you, this is a losing business."

In hell, trading at a loss is a very serious curse.

If you call a devil mean and shameless, he will only say modestly: "No, no, I'm still a long way from that." If you say that he always loses money when signing contracts, most devils will be furious and challenge you to a duel.

As Kambien threw out the word, the spike in front of his throat suddenly moved closer, leaving a shallow scar on his skin.

But Monica finally pulled back her tail.

"So you are the real messenger. Tell me, you know what I want to hear."

Cambion breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they could chat, it was fine. The young Cambion still lay on the ground and dared not look up. He said, "Lord, you already know my master's intention. We are willing to pay enough and borrow the teleportation array. What do you think?"

"Hehe." Monica's tail lashed hard at Cambion's face, sending the Cambion flying several meters.

With his face covered in blood, Kambien was about to get up, but he found that his back was stepped on by Monica's long legs and he could no longer move.

"I told you, you know what I want to hear. Little guy, do you really dare to challenge my patience? Now you have one more chance to tell me everything about your master, otherwise..."

Kambien was caught by Monica's tail and brought in front of Monica.

Even though Kambien tried hard to close his eyes, the faint fragrance and hypnotic voice still made his will gradually sink.

After a few seconds, Kambien's breathing became rapid and a string of bloody saliva left his mouth.

"I will tell you everything I know. I was originally Cambion, who wandered in the bloody wilderness. I was summoned by Grand Duke Zariel's artifact and driven by the owner of the artifact..."

Kambien told everything he knew, even the fact that he had broken the noses of several of his own people in order to save his own life.

Monica found it interesting. This little Cambion was quite clever. He was brave enough to be an envoy, but unfortunately, he was too weak.

That's how hell is. You can't get ahead just by being brave and resourceful. Among the sinful souls in hell, who is not brave and resourceful?

Without some ability, he can't do evil even if he wants to, and the sins he has committed are not enough to send him to hell.

Hell there are too many "talents" like Cambian, and his luck is clearly not that good.

The most meaningful information Monica heard from Campion was Melina's name.

Melina, the undead girl, and a noble and very powerful undead queen.

"Nine Hells! What an exciting gift this is, the artist's daughter has arrived before me! What reward will I receive if I present her to Grand Duke Zariel?"

If the artist himself came, Monica would open the door and kneel at his feet, hoping only to become his woman, because she knew that following this artist would bring countless benefits.

But she was just his daughter, and he himself had fallen into Zariel's hands, so there was nothing to say, just capture and sell her.

Although it is admirable to brave hell for your father, just like Cambian, in hell, bravery and wisdom are not important.

Monica gave the group of Cambions a charming smile and ordered, "Go back and tell your master that I agree to borrow the teleportation array. It only costs one thousand soul coins."

Melina was escorted into the magnificent fortress and met the Lord of Hell, who exuded a seductive aura.

Monica's arrangement was simple and straightforward. As long as Melina let down her guard and met with her, everything would be over.

The lust demon never needs to fight head-on. As long as he can control the opponent's will, he can easily get everything.

Monica is a very rare hybrid of an elf and a succubus, which not only does not reduce her charm, but is a perfect fusion of the two, making Monica's charm even more powerful on all living beings.

Because of this, Monica, who is not very good at fighting, can still become a lord.

As a result, Monica has been strengthening her ability to charm others, and her talent plus hard work have reached a level where one plus one is greater than two.

Therefore, Monica was very confident that as long as she met Melina, she could easily take her down.

However, she got one thing wrong. She was not very clear about what a top-level rich second-generation meant.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The entire fortress of this poor lord is only worth 100,000 soul coins, and this is just one of the countless fortunes Melina inherited.

The moment Melina entered the fortress to meet Monica, more than three layers of magic protection effects were activated on Melina.

The first layer is the magic armor prepared for her by the Withered Rose, which has a magic resistance effect. There is nothing much to say about this. After the dragon materials are not lacking, the grade of magic equipment has been improved overall. Melina uses the highest grade one. This magic resistance effect directly offsets most of Monica's charm effect.

The second layer is the blessing "free will" that Aige gave to Melina before she set out. Aige's power is infinitely close to that of a god, and freedom is the priesthood she pursues, so the blessing effect of this free will is extremely strong, almost like the elves, immune to all mental control effects. However, Aige can only bless Melina alone, and there is a time limit, while Corellon can permanently solidify this effect for the entire elf race. The difference in strength between the two is still too big.

As for the third level, it actually didn't make much sense. It was just that the artifact in Melina's hand sensed Monica's "provocation" and began to counterattack automatically.

This sword was given by Zariel and embodies the majesty of the master of the first layer of hell.

Zariel likes the cleansing of blood and fire, the most intense battle, not this kind of coquettish means. Using charm to deal with Melina is a blasphemy to Zariel's majesty.

Monica had no idea of ​​this. She just gave Melina a wink, and the next second her eyes suddenly popped open.

The severe pain made Monica scream wildly and she could no longer maintain her elegance.

There is nothing much to say about what happened next. Amid Monica's roar, the demons in the fortress launched an attack on Melina.

Melina was confused.

Didn't we agree to let her borrow the teleportation array? But it doesn't matter, fighting is what Melina is best at.

The Whispering Tree broke out of the ground, the flaming sword was unsheathed, and Melina started mowing the grass.

Those devils, big and small, were no match for Melina.

It's not their fault. Under the Whispering Tree, all magic is sealed. How can flesh and blood resist Zariel's artifact? They can't throw fireballs or curses, they can't teleport or hide in the shadows. How can the devils fight? With claws and teeth?

Occasionally, a fully armed melee demon would rush over and fight with Melina, and then they would experience the despair of the Ryan people back then.

Melina's attack method was bizarre. The sword skills that she had honed for a long time were meaningless. As soon as she got close to you, you would be torn to pieces by Melina.

This is the result of half a month of hard practice.

Gareth said that it was no problem for Melina to run a lap in hell, which meant that as long as she didn't encounter opponents of the god level, Melina could crush them.

The Whispering Tree was too terrifying, it could imprison all magic. A spellcaster without magic was useless, even if he was a legendary warrior, after his magic equipment was destroyed, he would not be able to defeat Melina who was holding a magic weapon.

When Monica's regenerative ability healed her eyes, what she saw was the tall azure tree that covered half of the fortress, and countless corpses on the ground, all of which were her subordinates.

"Impossible! How long has it been?"

Monica's heart was bleeding. What was wrong with this crazy woman? Wasn't she the daughter of a fraudster? Even if she had seen through her plan, she should have been drowned by the human wave tactics. This was her fortress.

Where are the magic traps? Where are the defensive magic circles? There are so many lust mages, and they should be able to cast control spells together to make her unable to move! Looking at Melina wielding a sword and killing crazily, the lust lord couldn't help but think back to his childhood.

The weak lust demons have almost no ability to protect themselves in hell and can only rely on more powerful demons.

Monica served many demons before and after, but in the end they all sucked her soul and magic power dry. She thought she was indifferent to such rude and barbaric methods.

But now, she remembered the rules of hell again. When your fist is big enough, you can even deny the debt to the Lord of Hell.

Melina is such a strong person. She ruthlessly harvests the lives of demons and then transforms these corpses into undead. Soon the number of undead troops is more than that of demons.

Monica wanted to escape, but under the cover of the Whispering Tree, all her spells and scrolls were ineffective.

Monica wanted to run away, but she saw a man with a scar on his face named Cambion appear in front of her. It was the Cambion who had been bewitched by her before.

"Damn you!"

Monica also recognized the other person, but she didn't bother to waste time with Kambien, and wanted to knock him away with a flick of her tail.

However, this time, Kambien firmly grasped Monica's tail and growled, "You can't run away! You will become my sin-redemption gift to my master!"

Kambien knew what had happened the moment the charm effect wore off, and he had betrayed all of his master's information.

When that irritable master is free, won't I be dead? Now I can only fight to atone for my sins, and I must not let this lustful demon escape? Monica grabbed this Cambion angrily and threw him around, but no matter how many bones were broken, Cambion still held on to Monica's tail tightly.

When the demon lord was about to tear Kambien to pieces in anger, the flaming sword finally arrived in front of her.

(End of this chapter)