Chapter 629 Born Devil

The sky was filled with magical light, as brilliant as fireworks, even the chaotic black sun was dyed with color for a moment.

Paruliel covered her broken arm, suspended in mid-air, looking at the eye demon that was as big as a hill.

He had underestimated the strength of his opponent. Although he also possessed quasi-divine power, the eye demon's mental magic was incredibly strong. Even he, a lust demon, was controlled and almost stabbed his own people with the dagger.

Paruliel had to cut off her own arm and use the severe pain to regain her sanity.

However, this terrifying and powerful enemy eventually died.

The huge body was emitting neon colors due to the runaway magic power. The huge body continued to expand, and smelly blood gushed out from the largest eyeball in the middle.

Originally, if this eyeball glared at any undead being it saw, their souls would be annihilated and die.

But now, the eyeball was pierced by a spear, and a huge amount of dark magic power was injected into it, causing the eyeball to burst.

Paruliel looked at the figure riding the skeleton horse running in the air, her eyes becoming more and more blurred.

When I was being controlled just now, I seemed to see this guy reveal his true strength.

The huge amount of magic power released at that moment shocked all the beholders. The guy disguised as Melina threw a shot that pierced through the stars and pierced through the largest beholder.

Although this person immediately restrained his strength, Paruliel was certain that the power he had just used was beyond that of ordinary people.

The leader was dying, and the army of eye demons suffered heavy casualties. The remaining eye demons began to flee in all directions.

Paruliel breathed a sigh of relief, having finally managed to survive the attack.

The black-armored knight rode over on horseback, with an arm dripping with blood.

Paruliel took the broken arm and casually spliced ​​it onto the wound. The flesh and bones grew automatically and soon connected together, as if there had been no injury.

His body has a strong ability to heal itself, but fortunately this is his own arm, otherwise it would not be so easy to recover. At least he would have to rest for a while before he could use his strength again.

Now it’s better, I’m almost recovered.

Parulil said strangely: "I almost killed you just now, and you still remember to help me pick up this severed hand?"

"It's just a coincidence. You fought beautifully just now."

"You are really very handy. The moment I was hypnotized, you seized the mental weakness of the Eye Demon and pierced through his mental shield, and then you took my severed arm back..." Paruliel really wanted to take off the man's helmet right now to see who he was.

It’s a pity that the other party didn’t give any explanation, as if it was just a trivial matter.

Parulil asked again: "You are undoubtedly a god, so I won't ask your name, but I want to know why you work for this guy Arthas? You personally joined the battlefield, which is not just a simple favor. Did he catch you in any way?"

"You think too much."

Leaving only a few simple words, the man rode back to the camp on his skeleton horse.

In this battle, because the Eye Demon leader was quickly sniped and killed, the Undead suffered very little loss, but two warships crashed and more than 20,000 cannon fodder were killed.

This loss is insignificant to the entire undead army.

However, more than 100,000 beholders and other cannon fodder demons died, and the ground was littered with their corpses.

But after this victory, a new army of demons will soon arrive, and if the trend continues, the undead army will soon be wiped out.

However, this is for ordinary troops.

The more you fight the real undead, the more they appear.

Gray dust floated down, and the weak demon corpses were quickly transformed into various skeletons and zombies with missing limbs. They consciously devoured each other, removed other people's accessories and installed them on their own, and soon gained combat effectiveness.

The tens of thousands of cannon fodder that had just been killed were immediately replenished.

This is the effect of the Scourge of the Undead. As long as the war continues, the Undead will never lack conventional manpower.

The corpses of those eye demons are top-grade materials and cannot be wasted at all.

Anger Watson sent out those train-like undead worms, which began to devour the eye demons in big mouthfuls. After eating, the undead worms began to build the city again, but this time, the walls they pulled out were filled with dense eyeballs, which looked very scary.

These eyeballs inherited some of the characteristics of eye demons, and can have a mental impact on the enemy, with a intimidating effect, and a small number of them can also release some weak attack spells.

Adapting to local conditions, using all available materials to strengthen oneself, and the army growing larger and larger, this is the conventional tactic of the undead.

By the time the next group of demon troops appeared, Angel Watson's undead army had increased by tens of thousands more than when they set out. The walls of corpses formed a huge maze, becoming an insurmountable obstacle for the demons to attack.

The war continued, with armies of demons constantly appearing and surging like a tidal wave. They were then blown to pieces by the artillery fire of the Undead forces, and their corpses were transformed into undead under the effect of the Undead Scourge, in an endless cycle.

Amber was also watching the war situation in hell. This counterattack had been going very well so far, and it was a little smoother than expected. If it continued like this, the effect of the undead scourge would continue to snowball.

Theoretically, the number of undead will continue to expand until it fills up this stinking grassland. Then, Amberxiu only needs to adjust the space channel on the Blood River battlefield to turn this stinking grassland into a new battlefield, thus perfectly blocking the demon's attack. His test as the new Devil Grand Duke will also be completed.

But it is definitely not that simple.

What Amberxiu was waiting for was not such a perfunctory war game. Apart from one attack by the Eye Demon, all the other demons that appeared were small fry, and there were not even a few decent high-level demons.

Although those demon lords are crazy, they are not idiots and they must be planning something.

And there is that Prince of Lies, Xirik. I have thrown out the bait for so long, but why is there no movement at all?

Whether they take the bait or not, you should always show some indication.

"Is Xirik really that cowardly?"

Amber Xiu sighed and prepared to print money.

Wars cost money. The logistical needs of the undead are low, but that doesn't mean they don't have any. Every large-scale magic attack costs real money. Amber Xiu felt heartbroken when he saw the crazy drop in the numbers. If it continues like this, it won't last long. It's time to create a new batch of soul coins.

As long as the logistics can keep up, then Amber will be sure to win this time. So he doesn't need to worry, just stabilize his base and continue according to the plan. The one who should be anxious is Xirik.

Ever since he mastered powers beyond those of mortals, Amber's understanding of the so-called gods has become increasingly profound.

The main reason for the instability of Cyric's priesthood was actually his own madness. He deceived himself and was unable to see through his lies, which led to the continuous weakening of Cyric's divine power over the years, and his authority became increasingly weaker.

The crisis facing Xirik is like a dam that is full of water and about to overflow, and Amber is an ant gnawing at the dam.

When he was still a mortal, Amber had gnawed a hair-sized crack in this dam.

But at this time, Amber was unaware of it.

He was just an ant who was busy making a living and accidentally bit the dam, causing a crack. He couldn't even see where the crack he created was in the dam, or how big it was.

But now, Amberxiu officially mastered the power of the gods.

Not only is he powerful in strength, he also possesses many "insights" that ordinary people cannot understand.

Amberxiu can look at everything from a higher level, including the "crack" he created before. Even Amberxiu's fingers are already on this crack. As long as he exerts a little force, he can turn this crack into a gap, and the power of the Prince of Lies will pour out.

Cyric was dangerous, so He could not sit idly by unless He was prepared to become a mortal again.

According to Amber's calculations, Xirik should eat the bait thrown by Amber regardless of whether it is dangerous or not.

However, Amber did not expect that Xirik would choose another unexpected way to deal with it.

Just as Amberxiu began to print soul coins, he seemed to sense something and unfolded a huge projection with a wave of his hand.

Ambers saw the pale elf falling from the sky, then turning around just before hitting the ground and flying towards his palace.

This is Xirik's clone. How could it appear so openly? What is this madman doing? Amber Xiu stretched out his hand and Xirik's clone appeared in the library.

Xirik was not surprised at all. He looked around and finally his eyes fell on Amber Xiu. He smiled and said, "We finally meet. The rumored fraudster is more ordinary than I thought."

Amber crossed his fingers and said calmly, "I am not your father. I am not responsible for your fantasies."

Xirik frowned. Amber's crude counterattack was really unexpected.

"You will pay for your offense." Xirik threatened: "I already know your conspiracy. The army of the Styx tributary is just bait. Do you think I will be fooled so easily?"

"You came to Hell just to tell me this?"

Amber rubbed his fingers, thinking that he might as well just crush him to death. In Amber's opinion, Xirik was sick this time, and the symptoms of arrogance controlled his mind, causing him to come here and issue meaningless threats.

However, Xirik said confidently: "Declaring victory is a pleasure that is hard to refuse. I am here to declare victory and also to give you a chance. Submit to me. This is your last chance."

Amber asked in return: "Does Asmodeus know that you want to recruit a devil duke?"

"It's useless to use the Lord of Hell as a backer. You are now isolated and helpless. Not only has Asmodeus not acknowledged your identity, but even the other devil dukes will not help you.

"You didn't master this power at all, and you recklessly shared your power with other mortals... Your bait was thorny, enough to kill every fish that took the bait. But now, how much power do you have left?"

After Xirik said this, Amberxiu's expression finally changed.

But it was not because of His words, but because He sensed that someone was invading Hell.

The restricted space channel is being forcibly broken through, and there is more than one.

Xirik also saw Amber's expression and said proudly: "My target is you, and you are in hell, so why bother to take the bait? Do you think I don't know that you disguised the Dullahan of the Mourning Poetry Society as your daughter?

"I admit that this undead has extraordinary talents, but mortals are mortals after all. You must have expended a lot of effort to give him the power to rival that of a god. Now, do you still have the ability to resist the invasion of the five lords of hell?"

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Amber Xiu said coldly: "You are quite popular."

Five different locations of Avernus had indeed been invaded, and the enemy was powerful and was frantically destroying the spatial stability of Hell.

Xirik felt that he had already won the battle, and continued to say proudly: "Your biggest mistake is to use your divine power recklessly. You clearly know my example, but you still act recklessly. But it's not surprising. When a mortal suddenly becomes a god without any tempering, he will naturally get carried away.

"Now, you still have a chance. Submit to me and give this devil's body to those abyss lords. After they devour your flesh and blood, they will leave satisfied. At least, they can let the people around you survive."

Amber said slowly, "I am different from you, Xirik."

Xirik didn't see Amber's panicked expression and felt something was wrong.

It's obvious that he has the upper hand now.

Who else in the whole of Avernus could help Ambersh against the five Abyss Lords? Bayer? That idiot had long been hiding and watching the show.

Other devil dukes will not take action either. This is the rule among devils. If you can't even pass the first test of taking office, then don't be a devil.

Those lawful good deities of Mount Paradise?

That's impossible, because hell won't allow the gods from Mount Heaven to enter hell, not even their clones.

Moreover, if he could borrow the power of Mount Heaven, Amber would have released Zariel long ago.

The moment he became the Grand Duke of the Devil, Amber was very clear about the conflict between Hell and Mount Heaven. Zariel could only be locked up, and whether to punish him was another matter, but he could never be allowed to swing his sword and chop people in Hell.

Xirik looked at Amber and said sarcastically, "You are not still pinning your hopes on Jaeger, are you? I have known Jaeger much longer than you have. This shriveled skeleton will not personally help you."

In Xirik's opinion, the only person he needs to worry about is Jaeger.

The other members are just mortals. The only one who is about to become a god, Ai Ge, is now busy with the important event of the unification of the three gods. The ceremony has already started, and it is impossible for her to appear in hell now.

Amber did not answer the question, but after a careful sense, he said to Xirik: "Six-armed Snake Queen Shakatli, Mother of Eye Demons, Demogorgon, King of Ghouls Dorisen... The last one, the doomed girl Benbasha, these are the five, right?"

Xirik didn't understand what Ambershu's peace was based on.

Sharing divine power is not an easy thing. The master of the first layer of hell sounds very noble, but the real power is in the hands of Asmodeus. Not much is divided among the lords of the nine layers of hell.

Otherwise, Zariel would not have been suppressed for so many years and would have rebelled long ago with this power.

As soon as Amberxiu came to power, he dispersed his power everywhere. Now he is only at the level of a weak god. Even if this is his kingdom of God, how much resources and power can he mobilize? Thinking of this, Xirik became proud again. After all, he won this battle.

"You may think that the worst that can happen is that you just give up your identity as the Devil Duke and go back to being a mortal, but everything you have built in hell will be destroyed, and you and everyone around you will be destroyed. Of course, you still have time to send them out of hell, and I am looking forward to your dying struggle."

Amber looked at Xirik's smug look and simply said, "Who told you that I lent my power to Gareth?"

Xirik was stunned for a moment, and retorted: "Are you still using such a clumsy lie at this time? The so-called fraudster who deceives the gods is just a boring person who is unwilling to admit defeat."

Gareth's battle in the River Styx was witnessed by all, and no matter how he hid it, he still displayed the power of the gods many times, otherwise he would not have been able to break through the defenses of those demons.

"You got the information from the ghoul Yugasi, right? I asked Gareth to pretend to be Melina, using my best illusion technique. It's impossible for you to see through it so easily. You were able to invite the demon lord, the Ghoul King, because Yugasi helped you make the connection, right?"

Xirik did not answer, but this was already the answer.

Amber continued, "When I knew that you would cause me trouble sooner or later, I carefully inquired about everything about you. And I have a very bad habit, which is a very serious paranoia. This comes from my countless mistakes and omissions over the past few hundred years. Every time I am targeted by someone, I will imagine many ways to plot against me.

"So, although I'm not sure if there is a traitor in the Mourning Poets Society, I'll just assume there is one. Even Gareth, I've taken into account the possibility that he could stab me in the back. But the traitor is Yugasi... that's not too surprising to me.

"When I first met him, I felt that he was different from the other members. He was a ghoul, but he dressed elegantly like a gentleman. Among all the members, he was the only one who tried very hard to restrain his desires, and this behavior would constantly increase pressure on the undead. It was normal for him to betray me. Any temptation could make him collapse.

"It's just that Yugasi doesn't know how powerful the real Gareth is. His impression of Gareth is still that of a high-level legend, or about the same level as the Dragon Tyrant. But when I saw Gareth again after becoming the Devil Archduke, I understood that Gareth's soul was incomplete. For the sake of his lover, Gareth had to ask Jaeger for help every once in a while, asking the god of death Kelemvor to cut off his soul and weaken his divine power. Otherwise, he would have left the mortal world and ascended to godhood long ago."

Xirik couldn't believe it and said in shock: "What's the point of doing this?"

"Because Cang Gu can't let go of her father, and the old bone dragon can't let go of the remaining dragons, and Gareth can never leave Cang Gu."

When An Boxiu said this, he also sighed. This good brother is a real man. No wonder those discerning women are attracted to him. This is not some legendary favor to attract rich women, but a real man should have this charm.

"Oh, by the way, before Gareth set off, I spent a lot of time and effort to help him repair his soul. In the Styx tributary, he is not restricted by the rules of Io, and he can fully exert his power. Now Gareth, I don't know how strong he is."

A beam of light appeared in front of Xirik and Ambershu, showing Gareth slaughtering a horde of demons, with no demon being able to resist his charge.

After explaining this, Amber stood up from his seat.

The laws of hell appeared before him, and the beating heart showed a terrifying and huge pressure.

Xirik felt incredible again. The power before him was so terrifying, even more powerful than Zariel at the beginning.

You should know that Zariel's true form is an angel from Mount Heaven, and he is also a war supervisor with particularly powerful combat capabilities.

The power of gods comes from three different directions. The attributes of the priesthood are the first, the second is the power of the entity, and the last is the way the gods themselves exert their power.

Tiamat can only be considered a weak god, but when it really comes to action, the five evil dragons can easily crush a lot of weak gods to death.

It is also related to the characteristics of the priesthood. The power of the Lord of Storms is related to the priesthood of Great Disaster, and its destructive power is top-level.

What does Amber have? It's just the support of the laws of hell that have been cut out. The power of the original lich is not worth mentioning. As for how to use it, a mortal who has just become a god by chance probably doesn't understand the power of God. How can he surpass Zariel? Xirik couldn't understand, but Amber told him the answer directly.

"Don't compare me to you, Cyric. You were promoted to a god because of the great event of the fall of the gods caused by the anger of Io. You are the lucky one who was not prepared at all. You became a god at a young age, and then foolishly used your power, turning yourself into a madman. For so many years, you lost the ability to think, and only recently regained some sanity.

"Xirik, have you ever really thought about what a god is and what divine power is?"

Amber Xiu's question made Xirik grit his teeth, as if it was a huge humiliation, but Amber Xiu ignored his thoughts and continued, "I am different from you, Xirik. I have been in this world for hundreds of years. The evil deeds I have committed and the sins I have seen have reached a level that this huge library cannot contain.

"Zariel is essentially an imprisoned angel, and I... maybe I am a born devil. Pray to Io, Cyric, the one standing before you now is the master of the first layer of hell, Avernus, a more qualified devil duke than Zariel."

Amberxiu's body became extremely tall, as if it was going to break through the roof of the entire library.

The huge palm turned into unpredictable energy and pressed down towards Xirik.

Xirik's body turned into nothingness in an attempt to avoid this irresistible attack, but invisible chains emerged from all around him, firmly locking Xirik's body and preventing him from turning into nothingness.

This is Amber's kingdom of God, and no force is greater than the laws of the world.

Tens of thousands of chains turned into a rib-like cage that trapped Xirik tightly, and he was caught in Amber's hand.

Amber said to Xirik in the cage: "I expected ten thousand different accidents, but I didn't expect you to appear in front of me so stupidly."

Xirik crossed his arms and sneered, "You'd better deal with those five Abyss Lords first. Even if you are stronger than Zariel, can you really deal with five demon lords working together?"

Xirik was not too panicked. This was just an insignificant clone of his. To his original body, it was just like a strand of hair. Even if it disappeared, it didn't matter. At most, he would just lose some face.

"I want you to see this, and then you will understand where you lost. Being a god is not all about fighting and killing."

(End of this chapter)