Chapter 614: Information Worth a Million Souls

Hell is not a good place, nor is it a place you can come to casually.

Even for a powerful Xirik, it would take some effort to enter Hell. It was impossible for the real body to enter, as most of the gods were hiding in their own kingdoms and would not run around easily.

Even if Xirik wanted to take the risk, Hell would refuse him entry.

And Xirik has no connections with the devils in hell, so it is difficult for him to find someone to open a back door for him.

Xirik could only create an incarnation and then kill it, and the weak soul carrying Xirik's consciousness fell into hell.

But after all, he is the incarnation of God. Although his power is weak, he will not fall into hell and be swallowed by maggots and then pulled out to be transformed into a demon.

The moment this soul fell into hell, it began to absorb magic power, sticking to the soil full of toxins and metals, and transformed into a clay puppet-like monster.

Although its combat power is not that strong, this earth puppet itself possesses some of the powers of the Prince of Lies, so it has no problem moving around in hell.

The earth golem quickly transformed into the elf form that Xirik often used, and then began to carefully sense the surroundings.

"Ah, I'm so lucky, this is the first level of hell."

Everything has been going well recently, which makes Xirik feel happy. After successfully dealing with the lich, he can take charge of the complete priesthood again, and then write a hypnotic magic book that surpasses the "Xirui Book" to let Oghma have a taste of its power.

With this happy mood, Xirik rushed towards Zariel's palace.

Xirik didn't need to travel as carefully as Melina, nor did he need to care about the demons on the road, because no one could see through the illusion that shrouded him.

Xirik traveled silently across hundreds of kilometers and arrived at the Blood River Battlefield, where he saw the long battle line with continuous smoke.

Xirik shrugged it off.

Io created everything, including Mount Heaven and Hell, and of course the Abyss.

All the fighting is just a game controlled by the God above all Gods. Those seemingly glorious deaths are actually nothing more than meaningless clowns performing ridiculous dramas for the audience.

The truth of the world is so hopeless, everything is just a lie, only fools have hope.

Xirik quickly crossed the Blood River battlefield, ready to find Zariel directly and get the way to heal the soul from him. As for the price to be paid, Xirik hoped that the fallen angel would not be too greedy. He had only recently regained some sanity and could not really offer much good things.

Just when flying over the Blood River Battlefield, Xirik saw a strange area.

"What is this silver thing? Slime?"

There is a small area on the Blood River battlefield that seems to be completely covered with mercury, with a group of densely packed silver bumps on it, which looks like slime.

The slime family is very large, and there are all kinds of forms, but I have never seen one living in mercury.

Although Xirik was a little curious, he just took a look and left. In order to fight against the demons of the abyss, Hell always creates various hybrid things. Although the mercury slime is a bit weird, it can't arouse much interest in Xirik.

But when Xirik flew through the air, those mercury zombies that were ignored by him raised their heads and looked at the empty sky.

Soon, a hidden electric current spread in the air, which was the radio wave communication method that the Mercury Zombie had just developed.

"There are abnormal magical fluctuations in the sky, moving away from our battle zone. Preliminary inference is that it is of divine power level, and can ignore the spatial barriers of the battlefield and move across regions."

"Continue to observe. If a similar situation occurs a second time, activate the fog of war to cover the battle zone. The battle is underway in the Broken Space battlefield, and no accidents can happen here."

"Yes, sir."

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The mercury spirit figurines on the lake surface began to wriggle one by one, looking no different from before, but a huge amount of magic power spread out from these mercury spirit figurines, forming a secret magic circle.

If any abnormal situation occurs, this magic circle will produce a large amount of highly toxic mercury vapor, which can not only block the vision but also block most of the perception effects.

In another space connected to the Mercury Lake, a large number of mercury spirit figurines are gathering on the river bank. They are no longer as simple as they used to be. They have transformed into various forms and are carrying different types of magical equipment.

Wands, spears, shields, swords...all seem to be equipment with enchanted effects.

These are the results of the Mercury Zombie's hard work.

In the Alchemical Kingdom, the great evil Silver Gradient has been in a state of accelerated time, constantly absorbing the memories of the mercury spirit figurines who are studying in the Kingdom, and then passing them on to their descendants in Hell in a shared way.

These mercury zombies would then choose the knowledge they were good at according to their personal characteristics for in-depth understanding and research. Because it was a skill inheritance, they learned very quickly. In a very short period of time, a large number of alchemists and magicians appeared in the mercury zombie family. Some of them even broke through their own shackles and became shapeshifters.

This special individual's transformation ability has been greatly enhanced. It can not only simulate the external appearance, but also the internal structure of the body, and even master some of the abilities of the transformed species.

Under the leadership of the hero Battelle, the Mercury Spirits settled down in the Mercury Galaxy and began to grow rapidly. Now their number has reached an exaggerated three-digit number, and their combat effectiveness has been increased several times.

Battelle has already made the next battle plan, which is to lure those demons to come and hunt them again, but this time it is not for intelligence, but for research.

The Mercury Zombies have inherited memories and developed a new type of organism transformation technology from the engine transformation technology of the Hell Devil. In theory, they can use the demon's body as the basic material to strengthen and transform the Mercury Zombies.

No one knows who came up with this theory. All we know is that it was just a simple idea at the beginning. As it was circulated among the tribe again and again, mercury spirit figurines continued to add technical details and deduce new content, and it soon became a highly feasible plan.

But this theory remains only on paper for now, now it's time to conduct a real experiment.

At Battelle's command, several mercury zombies that had acquired the talent for transformation turned into the appearance of demons. From the outside, there was absolutely no difference. They were responsible for acting as bait to lure a small number of demons to the edge of the Mercury River.

Battelle held up the scepter and bestowed various buffs on these companions, making them look more like demons.

"Everything for the Bone God!"

All the individuals among the mercury zombies responded loudly, vowing to make contributions to the great god.

But at this time, no one would notice the changes in this small area.

Xirik flew through the war zone, passed most of the battlefield, and finally arrived in front of Zariel's residence.

Standing in front of this palace that looked like it was made of bronze, Xirik immediately removed the illusion and walked into it in the form of a god.

The door sensed Xirek's presence and soon opened automatically, but before Xirek could enter, Zariel's phantom appeared in front of the door.

Zariel's tall shadow looked down at the clay puppet in front of him. The fallen angel frowned and asked, "Cyric? Why did you come to Hell?"

Xirik also frowned. Zariel was so rude that he didn't even let him in through the door?

His puppet was just a powerless clone. Wasn't Zariel too cautious? But he was here to ask for help, so Xirik couldn't argue with Zariel.

"I need to repair a fragile soul. I know the devil is an expert in this area, so I want to ask for advice."

Xirik briefly explained the situation of Harvey's soul, but Zariel didn't listen carefully. He just said, "Go find Bayer. There is a machine for repairing souls in the Blood River Fortress. Bayer will tell you what the price is."

After saying this, Zariel was ready to turn around and leave.

Xirik felt something was wrong again. Why did Zariel sound deceitful and impatient when he spoke? The Prince of Lies was not only perfect at lying, but he could also sense when others lied to him.

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

Once the seeds of doubt were planted, Xirik felt more and more that something was wrong.

Zariel's behavior was very abnormal and did not fit in with the devil's greedy character. How could he push the opportunity to make a fortune to Bayer? Bayer and He were not close comrades but mortal enemies.

Thinking of this, Xirik said tentatively: "Wait, Zariel, isn't Bayer your subordinate? I came to trade with you, and you asked me to find your subordinate? Are you looking down on me too much? Am I not worthy of you inviting me in for a cup of magma drink?"

Zariel said disdainfully, "Xirik, why should I buy you a drink? Do you really think that as the Prince of Lies you are entitled to preferential treatment in Hell?"

What a joke, Zariel was ready to return to Mount Heaven, and everyone knew that the Lord of Dawn and the God of Justice of Mount Heaven were both mortal enemies of Xirik. How could he drink with Xirik at this critical moment? If it wasn't for the purpose of preventing Him from finding out the problem, Zariel wanted to slap this clone to death.

But Zariel really didn't dare to make a move now. The stripping of the laws of hell had reached a critical moment. He no longer had any fighting power and could only barely maintain his disguise. He would be exposed if he made a move.

However, Zariel's answer made Cyric feel something was wrong. The Prince of Lies was now certain that Zariel was hiding something, but Cyric did not say anything.

Everything has its priorities. This time I went to hell to get a way to heal my soul, so I'll achieve this goal first.

So Xirik didn't continue to quarrel with Zariel, but just left quietly and flew towards the direction of Blood River Fortress. Seeing Xirik walking like this, Zariel also breathed a sigh of relief and quickly closed the door.

Xirik soon arrived at the Blood River Fortress, and with his identity, he was quickly received by Grand Duke Bayer.

Unlike Zariel, Bayer did not discriminate against Cyric. Instead, he was quite polite to Cyric. However, when he heard that Cyric came to ask for help, he showed the most common smile of the devil, which was the happy smile when seeing a fat sheep delivered to the door.

Bayer Lion asked for a large sum of money. He said he would borrow the soul repair machine for two million complete souls. Any intelligent race would be fine, as long as the soul strength met the requirements.

Of course Xirik would never agree. He had been a madman for so many years, so where could he find so many believers to sacrifice? Not to mention two million, it would be difficult for him to come up with twenty thousand.

Now that all the gods are watching him, it is impossible for Xirik to carry out large-scale massacres and sacrifices in other planes, and it is impossible for him to come up with two million souls.

Moreover, Bayer was not going to sell the machine to him, but just lend it to him. A large amount of soul coins would be needed to repair it, and Xirik would have to pay for it himself. The price was simply outrageous.

Even though Xirik was very good at lying, Bayer really refused to give in.

This is very devilish. Anyway, I am not the one in a hurry. The price is just that high. I would rather not make this deal than lower the price. I will take as much as I can.

Xirik was helpless. He was really poor and could not afford the corresponding price. He could not share his divine power with Bayer.

At the end of the conversation, Xirik had no choice but to suddenly change the subject and asked, "Bail, I have some information that may be worth far more than two million souls."

Bayer raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Can you tell me about it?"

Xirik laughed. This devil really thought that the name of the Prince of Lies was fake. Once the information was spoken out, it would be worthless.

"Bayer, don't use such boring means to take advantage of me. Our time is precious. Since I can say that this information is worth two million souls, it is not an ordinary thing. Let's sign the contract. According to the laws of hell, if this information is not worth two million souls to you, I will make up for the missing amount. If it exceeds, you must make up for the soul coins used to repair the soul."

Bayer didn't take it seriously at first. What kind of information could Xirik come up with to make him interested? This guy doesn't even live in hell.

But what Xirik said made Bayer a little curious.

Where does he get the confidence that information of this value can affect the battle situation on the Blood River Battlefield?

After hesitating for a long time, Bayer was still affected by the ability of the Prince of Lies and couldn't help but want to know this so-called important information.

Anyway, the laws of hell are there to back him up, and the Prince of Lies cannot deceive a devil duke of hell in a contract.

The two signed the contract in the most formal way, and then Xirik asked Bayer, "Have you seen Zariel recently?"

Bayer didn't understand why Xirik suddenly asked this question, and asked in confusion: "Why are you asking this?"

Xirik said in a playful tone: "I just went out to look for Zariel, and I felt that something was wrong with him. How long has it been since you last saw Zariel? Didn't you notice anything wrong? I felt that he seemed very weak."

Bayer originally wanted to refute, how could the power of the laws that Zariel controls in the first layer of hell be weak? Unless the first layer of hell is ruled by demons, the entire first layer of hell is Zariel's kingdom of God.

However, Xirik said seriously: "Don't worry, you will know after you try it. If I guess wrong, I will lose and I will compensate you with enough souls. But if I guess right, is this information worth two million souls to you?"

Bayer said in a deep voice: "If what you said is true, not only will I not charge any fees, I will guarantee to help you repair your soul. Moreover, I will give you half of the wealth of the Blood River Fortress as a hiring fee.

"If Zariel really becomes weak, Xirik, you and I will join forces and we will kill Zariel together!"

(End of this chapter)