Chapter 601: Zariel Wants to Go Home
Sometimes, after being evil for too long, even one will forget who he was before he became evil.
The same thing happened to Zariel.
He had been a devil for so long that He had forgotten that He was once an angel.
At the beginning, the changes in the laws of hell made him panic, and scared Zariel so much that he ran to the Blood River for a battle and killed Demogorgon's clone. Only then did he barely stabilize his power.
But as this power was constantly stripped away, Zariel felt strangely relieved.
Perhaps, abandoning the power of hell is a good thing for himself? Zariel did not rush into hell to become a deserter of Mount Heaven. He was a famous warrior of Mount Heaven. He was betrayed and his retreat was blocked, which led to his fall into hell. After suffering torture, he became what he is now.
The hatred in His heart grew day by day, and coupled with the power of the laws of hell, it gradually changed Him into a vicious and cruel fallen angel.
But Zariel's essence is still an angel, a holy being from Mount Heaven.
As the power of hell continued to drain away, the memory of being an angel began to surge into his mind, but this time what emerged was not hatred and resentment, but nostalgia.
Thinking back to those days in Paradise Hill, they were so wonderful.
There were flowers and beautiful things there, but now there is only lava and wailing.
Zariel used to like listening to the screams of sinners. Punishment and torture were the eternal themes of hell, but now it made Zariel feel nauseous.
How long had he fallen? Zariel couldn't calculate those years. The flow of time in hell was not constant. The existence of the Styx could affect the stability of the first layer of hell at any time.
Space and time will be distorted in fierce wars, so time is often meaningless.
What really matters are your own feelings and memories.
Zariel recalled everything about Mount Paradise and he desperately wanted to return to that place.
But unfortunately, it's not that simple.
At first, Zariel was a captive, an angel bound in Hell, who could return directly to Mount Heaven if he were freed. But now, he is the devil.
Even if he gave all his power as the master of the first level to Ambersu, he would still be a fallen angel, a devil who could not enter Mount Heaven. At that time, he would only become an ordinary quasi-divine power, and in turn become Ambersu's servant, or even a prisoner.
So Zariel did not just let the power slip away. He needed to make more preparations.
There are three problems to be solved in returning to Mount Paradise. The first is identity. Fallen angels cannot enter Mount Paradise and need to completely return to the form of angels.
The second problem is that Heaven Mountain must agree to His return. If the gate is not opened, the angels cannot return.
The third problem, and the one that Zariel was most worried about, was the sleeping Lord of Hell, Asmodeus. Once the authority of the first layer of Hell changed hands, such a big event would definitely alarm the Lord of Hell, and when He woke up from His slumber, he would not be able to escape even if he wanted to.
No one in Hell could stand up to Asmodeus, and if Zariel tried to run he would be suppressed in an instant.
Therefore, Zariel needs to communicate with Mount Paradise in advance, restore to the form of an angel at the moment of power transfer, and then open the passage to Mount Paradise and return.
It was difficult for Zariel to restore his angelic form, but he had found a way. He was now repairing his shattered body bit by bit and reshaping his angelic heart.
But it is difficult to contact Paradise Mountain.
Over the years, Zariel had severed all ties with Mount Heaven. He was not an undercover agent, but a member of the devil who had been captured and degenerated. How could he gain the forgiveness of the gods of Mount Heaven and make them tear open the seal of hell and take Zariel back?
Zariel had no answer to this question.
But no matter what, He will work towards this direction.
"That guy seems to have been recognized by the Lord of Dawn. Perhaps he will make a deal with this greedy bastard again."
Zariel hated Amberhu with a vengeance, but he was also very clear that this mortal's connections were now soaring, literally soaring.
Mount Heaven is a huge plane, and the kingdoms of many lawful and good gods are closely connected to this plane. Lathander, Lord of the Dawn, and Tyr, God of Justice, are two quite famous ones.
It is precisely because there are so many righteous and kind gods constantly influencing this plane that it has the reputation of Mount Paradise. This place is really no different from heaven.
Amber Xiu's relationship with the Lord of Dawn is literally a direct link to heaven. There has never been such a lich that can communicate with heaven and hell at the same time.
Although Zariel hated Amber, he had no doubt about the bastard's ability.
All the people and gods who looked down on Ambersu suffered a heavy defeat in front of him, while all those who sincerely cooperated with him made a lot of money. Although Mammon was aggressively trying to turn against Ambersu, in fact, the Hell Bank was still providing him with a huge amount of wealth. Mammon was just venting his anger, and it was impossible to really make him withdraw from the cooperation.
But Zariel now thought that he had not been polite to Amber. Now that he needed help, he didn't know what conditions the guy would offer. Zariel found that apart from the power of the first layer of hell, he didn't seem to have anything good to offer.
After much thought, I can only start from Melina.
Melina is much more naive than her father. After meeting her several times, Zariel was very tolerant towards Melina and gave her many benefits. I think Melina would have a good feeling about him.
It just so happened that Melina had made great contributions in the bloody battle, and in fact she had been given corresponding rewards, so everything should be done according to the highest standards.
Whether she wants merit, power, or some other reward, the warehouse of the Blood River Fortress is open and she can take whatever she wants.
As long as we can do a few favors to the lich through Melina, it will be much easier to discuss cooperation later.
Zariel comforted himself by imagining the future, but he didn't know that Melina didn't enter the Blood River to gain merit this time.
After clearing out a bunch of weak demons on the battlefield, Melina casually ordered her men to clean up the battlefield, cutting off only the most valuable demon parts, and then throwing the corpses away.
Doing so would waste more than half of the merits, but Melina didn't care. She urged those reluctant subordinates to continue moving forward. On the battlefield that Grand Duke Bayer had assigned to her, there was still one point that had not been cleared.
Melina's mission today is to eliminate all the demons in this area and prevent them from disturbing her.
This was actually Paruliel's plan. This god-level succubus had much higher spellcasting ability than Ambershu. He planned to explore the underground tributary of the Styx from this war zone to see if he could find a way to cut off this tributary.
When she thought about digging out the roots of the first layer of hell, Paruliel became excited and started working with the little demon follower.
This crazy woman may be crazy, but she can actually do what she says.
Agreeing to let this little demon be the boss in Melina's territory means that he was really pushed to the position of Melina's three deputies. Now this little guy who was taking advantage of the power of others was waving a whip and ordering the laborers to carry and cut up corpses and build magic circles with flesh and blood.
Parulil looked at Melina who was back on the battlefield in the distance and thought, "Arthas's daughter is completely different from that bastard. What a naive girl she is. She does whatever you tell her to do and doesn't have the slightest intention of being sneaky or cunning. What a pity! If it weren't for that bastard, I would have eaten this girl up."
Shaking her head, she threw aside the conspiracy in her heart. Standing in the center of the almost completed magic circle, she began to use her magic power and chanted softly: "The prison of sinners, the hotbed of sin, I, Paruliel, will dedicate the flesh and blood of the devil to you, and may the fire of hell never stop..."
As a quasi-divine power recognized by the laws of hell, Paruliel's essence is almost the same as that of a god. The magic power emanating from her body will quickly resonate with hell, and the flesh and bones on the magic circle will begin to melt.
The best sacrifice to the devil is the soul, and the best sacrifice to hell is the devil's corpse. Of course, the devil's corpse is also good, and the more miserable the death, the better.
Because this represents that the will of hell has been implemented, using painful torture to punish sinners, so that the worlds can be balanced.
Hell and heaven are inseparable and neither can be separated from the other.
By sacrificing these shattered pieces of flesh and blood, the magic circle lit up, but the scene was not grand at all.
Paruliel deliberately suppressed the effect of the magic circle to avoid attracting too much unnecessary attention, preferably without even Zariel and Bayer looking at it.
As the flesh and blood melted away, Paruliel's eyes became brighter and brighter. The originally dark eyeballs turned scarlet, and there were golden vertical pupils. They looked somewhat similar to Melina's eyes.
The effect is the same, but it is a super upgraded version.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
While the effect lasts, Paruriel's eyes can see through all disguises, all flows of magic, and changes in space.
The Blood River Battlefield is not just a wide river filled with corpses, it actually has a variety of different terrains, including swamps, volcanoes, dense forests, and even deserts.
These strange areas would constantly change over time, becoming as confusing as a maze, otherwise they would be unable to stop the endless number of demons.
If you want to find the tributaries of the Styx in this maze-like battlefield, you will need to use these eyes.
It’s a pity that after sacrificing so many demons, Paruliel only had ten minutes.
"Ten minutes should be enough."
Paruliel grinned, and her body disappeared.
The next second, strange breezes began to appear near the magic circle. These breezes had no direction, appearing suddenly and disappearing suddenly. Many demons did not notice until the sound of the wind blew in their faces.
But those demons with keen perception understood that it was the lust demon just now who was moving at an extremely fast speed.
It surpassed the dynamic perspective and perception of all demons, and even the air was not disturbed. Only when she paused for a moment would a slight breeze be created, which made people notice it.
But this is just a prelude.
The smart devils have taken the initiative to move away from the magic circle, retreating cautiously, and then retreating farther and farther.
Some stupid idiots were still watching the show, wondering how come this magic circle made such a big fuss but didn't cause any sensation at all.
But they soon paid the price for their stupidity.
With a loud bang, a big hole was blown out on the ground, and the nearby demons were turned into pieces.
It's not magic, nor is it some powerful fighting skill, it's just simple cutting at an extremely fast speed.
An invisible sharp blade cut the space in that area into pieces, digging a deep pit and cutting the nearby demons into pieces.
There was no wailing, because the moment it was cut, it was shattered beyond measure.
Deep pits of varying sizes appeared one after another, and even the sky was filled with the sound of breaking air. The devils who were watching the show then realized how stupid they were. This was not a place to watch a show at all, but clearly a place for executions.
A large group of demons quickly dispersed, trying to stay away from this area.
Parulil didn't care about the lives of these demons. She was tracking a flickering rift in space. It was very small and it was moving every second.
In Parulil's eyes, this space rift is the key to the "underground".
There must be an entrance for the demons to come to the Blood River Battlefield. The Styx is not just a river, but a huge spatial channel that runs through all realms. This crack seems to be one of the "entrances" washed out by the Styx.
The maze rules of the Blood River Battlefield circled these entrances, forming areas, large and small battle zones that were nested in each other, ensuring that the demons would not all gather together, and also ensuring that they would not leave the Blood River and run to other places in hell.
Therefore, no matter how the crack flickers, it will stay in this area and will not run too far.
What Paruliel has to do now is to grab this rift, stabilize it, and then go in reverse to find the location of the "River Styx".
This is not an easy task, and no mortal can do it.
But fortunately, Parulil is a god.
The crazy woman kept flashing along the space cracks at an extremely terrifying speed until the area was blown to pieces and thousands of large pits were dug out on the ground.
Suddenly, a strange sound was heard, like the sharp sound of glass being scratched.
Parulil's figure appeared again, but this time she appeared in mid-air.
Her hands were covered in blood, but the corners of her mouth were raised, revealing a crazy smile, because the transparent object that was twisting in her hands was the space crack.
Although it was very hard, He finally found me.
Now, as long as we stabilize this space crack and expand it a little, we can reverse into the demon's realm and go in to look for the Styx.
But before Paruliel could feel happy, a silvery-white substance flowed out from the crack in space.
Parulil looked at the silvery-white liquid in front of her, frowned deeply, took it to the tip of her nose and sniffed it, then rubbed it with her hands. Parulil said doubtfully: "Is this... mercury? No, it seems to be mixed with something else."
(End of this chapter)