Chapter 841 The Lord of Hell’s Grand Plan (a 10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)


Chapter 841 The Lord of Hell’s Grand Plan (a 10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)

“Efreni!!! How dare you appear in front of me?”

Seeing this There was so much commotion in Comoros, and even the leader of the Death Army, who had been a "bunker boy" for a while, appeared, Asdubar Victor immediately became furious.

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

If he had to find the one person he hated the most in his life that lasted ten thousand years ago, it would have to be Evelyn.

Because this is the only culprit who has truly shaken his power, prestige, and rule over the Dark Eldar.

There is a saying that destroys a person's wealth like killing his parents.

Even relatively low-level wealth is like this, not to mention power, something that makes countless people obsessed with it, willing to risk their own lives and the lives of their whole family, and even go completely crazy.

So even though he knew that the Death Army might be the only hope that could threaten Slaanesh and save all the Eldar, Asdúbal Viktor still tried every means to kill Evelene.

Otherwise, the Dark Eldar will always be thinking about such an organization that can free themselves from the painful state of being sucked out of their souls by Slaanesh.

Instead of constantly killing, plundering, enslaving and torturing others to gain relief as before, and then continuing to sink deeper into the abyss of depravity, just like how the Eldar Empire collapsed and was destroyed under the influence of arrogance and extravagance.

Although Asdubal Viktor was just an insignificant slave in the Eldar Empire era, and was almost used as a sacrifice to have his throat cut and died in obscurity, but deep down he had an unscrupulous extravagance towards the nobles of that era. Life is full of yearning, and I like all kinds of extreme sensory stimulation.

This is why he has maintained the ancient traditions of the Dark Eldar after taking power.

Especially the Bloodlings, who are both dark artists and technological masters, their status is even higher than that of the Eldar Empire. They do not need to abide by any laws or moral standards at all, and can use them on any slave as they wish. imagination and creativity.

Facts have proven that when an individual at the bottom of society climbs to a high position after experiencing chaos and turmoil, there is a high probability that he will not choose to speak out for those compatriots who have suffered hardship and oppression together, let alone Want to build a fairer system.

On the contrary, it is possible that he will intensify and become the upper-level ruler that he once most hated and hated, repeating what the other party has done.

The most important thing is that Asdubar Victor doesn’t like words like “hope” and “salvation” that sound disgusting to him at all.

He hopes that the entire Dark Eldar race will always be like him, sinking in this pure darkness and evil, and acting as a troublemaker in the galaxy through a method similar to retaliating against society, releasing the malice in his heart. Come out and continue to destroy other people's originally happy and happy lives and take pleasure in it.

In other words, this is a pure villain.

If Zuo Si is compared to the kind of villain who is ideal, ambitious, and can talk a lot of truth through rigorous logical thinking and eloquence, and even subvert the opponent's values ​​​​and cognition, then Ah Stubal Viktor is the kind of person who deliberately creates all kinds of accidents and misfortunes. He first makes others collapse emotionally, and then suddenly appears when questioned by the other party and the word "fun" pops out of his mouth. Villain.

From an outsider's perspective, it is difficult to evaluate which of these two types of evil is the greater threat.

But what is certain is that the latter is definitely more irritating.

But fortunately, evil people will be punished by evil people.

Asdúbal Victor, who has been playing with the fate of others all his life, finally met his destined nemesis Everene.

Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that this little girl, who was regarded as an ant, would actually create an unprecedented chaos in Commorragh. Countless demons poured into the streets from the subspace. Let the entire city's rule fall apart.

Even the pursuers sent out failed without exception.

What’s even more annoying is that before he can take action to find trouble for Everene, Everene actually wants to lead the Death Army and collude with Mrs. Aurelia Malus, completely subverting the own rule.

And standing behind him was the father of New Phyrexia, whom Asdubal Victor couldn't afford to offend.

"Haha, I like your current expression. It feels like a failed old dog barking incompetently."

Evelene raised the corners of her mouth and revealed a mocking smile. .

It is easy to see from the expression on her face that she enjoys condescendingly looking down at the enemy who almost killed her like a winner.

“Since you think I am a failed old dog, why not try it yourself?

Don’t think that you can do whatever you want now that you have taken refuge with a powerful new master.

Remember, the master’s power is not your own power.

You are just a clown pretending to be powerful.”

Asdúbal Victor showed no sign of weakness and instead issued a bitter sarcasm.

As an old monster who has lived for thousands of years and climbed up from the bottom of society, this guy's level of swearing and sarcasm is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

What's more, he originally looked down on this God of Death.

"Joker? Are you describing yourself?"

Evelene retorted without showing any weakness, and at the same time, she quickly waved the old woman's sword in her hand and rushed forward to launch a fierce attack.

With the blessing of the power of the God of Death, this woman with a bit of madness in her bones is almost one of the most powerful individuals in the entire Eldar race today.

His superb martial arts skills and nearly immortal body are simply a nightmare for all enemies.

Cang! clang! clang! clang!

With the crisp sound of metal collision and the continuous sputtering of golden sparks, this battle that was more about settling personal grudges than a fight for power finally kicked off.

Asdubar Victor, who has almost never fought with anyone, finally took off his disguise and showed off his top fighting skills that have been honed for nearly 20,000 years.

Even Efrenie, who was blessed by the power of the God of Death, was reversely suppressed for a moment.

When Mrs. Aurelia Malus saw this, she immediately roped in another female consul to join the battle group, forming a three-on-one battle.

But unfortunately, this is not an open terrain, but a relatively narrow passage, so the numerical advantage cannot be used well to form an encirclement.

The best you can do is to constantly consume your opponent's physical strength through wheel-and-wheel fighting.

Especially the power ax gun, which is a typical long-handled weapon. Its attack range is much longer than that of swords, arm blades, knife fans and the like.

Efreni tried to get closer several times but was forced to retreat.

Because she doesn’t want to experience what it feels like to have her body deconstructed from the molecular level by a crushing force field.

"Damn it! This old thing actually hid so deeply!"

Mrs. Aurelia Malus couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

As the person who had the earliest acquaintance and the closest relationship with Asdúbal Victor among all the people present, she had spent hundreds of years sleeping in the same bed with him.

He even knows how many moles the other person has on his body, which parts are more sensitive, and what his favorite XP is.

But now, she suddenly realized that she had never known the real Asdubal Victor.

In other words, Asdubal Victor has been misleading others through disguise, even the closest spouse on the pillow.

"Be careful! If you are accidentally killed at this time, everything you have done before will become meaningless." The female consul reminded with a serious look.

After all, every resident of Comoros knows that only by living can you enjoy the feast of the final division of interests.

Those unlucky ones who lose their lives in the process get nothing.

“You know this even if you don’t tell me.”

Mrs. Aurelia Malus rolled her eyes angrily, and at the same time threw a fierce blow at her “ex-husband” A poisoned dart.

"Tsk, tsk! It seems that you are still worried about being abandoned by me, dear Malus."

Asdúbal Victor knocked down the dart easily Trying to provoke the other person's anger with words.

He knew very well that if he continued to fight a war of attrition with the three women in front of him, he would be the one who died in the end, and he had to find a way to kill one of them first.

If you can anger the "ex-wife" who is full of resentment in your heart and kill her, then the chance of winning one against two will increase a lot.

But it is a pity that Mrs. Aurelia Malus has long been a person without a "heart".

In a game with the Laughing God, she won a crystal heart and replaced her original heart with it.

This means that she is almost unlikely to be swayed by her emotions.

Mrs. Aurelia Malus ignored her "ex-husband's" provocation at all and kept throwing out more poisoned darts, occasionally cutting in from the side with her own speed and reaction.

Once Asdubal Victor is restrained by the other two, he is immediately in danger of being slapped on the head.

The extreme calmness and the viciousness in his eyes made the King of Comoros regret for the first time the mistakes he had made in the past.

Don't get me wrong, he didn't regret expelling Mrs. Aurelia Malus from the core of power, but regretted that he failed to eradicate the root cause and gave this woman a chance to make a comeback and launch revenge.

But unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world.

So he could only swallow the bitter fruit he had sown.

As the number of elites of the black-hearted conspiracy around them became smaller and smaller, or even completely killed, this battle finally came to an end.

After all, no matter how strong Asdubar Victor is, he is only a mortal, not the god-like emperor of the human empire, nor one of those demigods with the essence of subspace.

To be precise, even the Primarch may overturn when faced with certain powerful weapons or the siege of many enemies.

What's more, the poisonous conspiracy group under Mrs. Aurelia Malus had already prepared a device in advance specifically to capture Asdubar Victor.

When Asdubal Viktor was cornered, a device like a rocket launcher suddenly shot out a net formed by subspace psychic energy, and fixed it firmly to the wall with a snap.

Because the wrist was fixed, there was no time to use a power weapon to tear it open immediately. As a result, the three women who rushed up were disarmed and became prisoners.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Evelene unceremoniously punched her enemy three times, directly punching Asdubár Victor's handsome face until it became unrecognizable and swollen into a pig's head, and his teeth flew out. 's everywhere.

After the beating, he was still angry and spat hard on the opponent's face.

"Bah! Bitch! You are dead this time!"

"Calm down, don't kill him. You must know that he is the person named by the father of the great New Phyrexia. "

Mrs. Aurelia Malus's face was filled with naked and undisguised schadenfreude.

Although she didn't know exactly how Zuo Si would deal with Asdubal Victor, she was certain that this guy would never end well.

“What are we going to do next?”

The female consul also kicked Asdubar Victor's lower body hard, directly helping him complete the transformation from a man to a neither-man nor a woman through physical means.

The huge force and the sound of the broken hip bones, as well as the extremely painful expression on the latter's face, can basically confirm that the thing between the legs is completely shattered into meat paste.

Just when Mrs. Aurelia Malus opened her mouth to say something, she suddenly saw a figure with shining metallic luster appearing out of thin air at the end of the passage, clapping her hands and applauding Praise: "Well done, ladies. Your performance is much better than I expected."

"It is our greatest honor to receive your praise, the great New Phyrexia Father!”

Evelene was the first to react and quickly bent down and bowed deeply.

"According to your instructions, I have captured Asdubal Victor alive. Now please allow me to dedicate him to you."

Mrs. Aurelia Malus knelt down even more simply. He bowed to the ground and bowed to the ground, his voice revealing great excitement and anticipation.

Because she has completed the test and proved her ability, she will definitely receive a generous reward.

As for the female consul, since it was the first time she saw the incarnation of Shuoyou, she was very nervous and panicked. She just knelt on the ground motionless and waited for the judgment of fate.

“Efreni, you have fulfilled the agreement between us, so from now on the Eldar under the Death Army can live freely within the scope of my rule without any restrictions.

I will prepare a planet for you as a home planet later.

From now on you no longer need to worry about the threat from the Chaos God of Warp, Slaanesh.

And I will also give you the guarantee that your soul will go to live in another world after death. "

Zuo Si calmly fulfilled the promise he made before.

"After death, the soul goes to another world? ”

Ephrene suddenly raised her head with an expression of shock and disbelief.

Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "That's right.

Don't you think that the universe you are in is the only one?

No, it is actually diverse. An insignificant speck of dust in the universe.

There are countless such spaces in the endless dark void.

In order to prevent your souls from being spied upon by Slaanesh, leaving is actually the best solution.

So I allow you to enter the huge city I created and receive eternal life within it. ”

As he spoke, Zuo Si showed the prosperous scene of the ninth level of Baator Hell through the fantasy of psychic magic.

In just a few seconds, all the Eldar present watched A spectacular scene that they will never forget.

You must know that the Eldar Empire has collapsed and been destroyed for more than 20,000 years.

Except for old monsters like Asdúbal Victor, most of the newly born Eldar were either born in a wild world and lived a primitive life, or were born in the Ark World and lived a precarious life of wandering, or were born in the scientific community. Moro, a place of intrigue and chaos, has long forgotten the glorious civilization once created by its own race.

Especially the huge cyberpunk city, a super city circle with an area equivalent to the sum of countless planets, and those advanced technologies and magic, it is just like what the older generation described. The Eldar Empire was exactly the same during its heyday.

Who wouldn’t want to live in such a safe and prosperous world?

The most important thing is to get rid of Slaanesh, the biggest threat to all the Eldar.

"This...is this the world after death?"

Everene kept rubbing her eyes, as if she couldn't believe this was true.

"What, do you think I'm lying to you? Or maybe you didn't see the souls of the Eldar who died in the war, entering the city through the border in an orderly manner?"

Zuo Si pointed at one of the entrances to the huge cyberpunk city and asked.

At this moment, more than 10 billion Dark Eldar have gathered at the exit gate, accepting the dispatch and distribution of the devils.

You don’t need to ask to know that these guys were snatched away from Slaanesh by forcibly cutting off their beards, and they are currently looking confused and confused about the situation.

But after realizing that they had escaped without becoming a toy in the hands of some big pervert, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Some people who have suffered huge psychological depression for a long time even knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

In any case, it is lucky as long as the soul does not fall into the hands of Slaanesh.

As for the future life, it is not a big deal in the eyes of these guys who have been rolled out in the dark environment.

After all, no matter how bad it is, can it be worse than Comoros and the subspace?

For these "special talents" from another universe, the Succubus Queen Mecanshut even sent a greeting to various gangs in the city in advance.

At this moment, more than four million people, large and small, such as mercenaries and gangs, have gathered at the entrance. It is like a large-scale direct recruitment site where applicants connect with companies.

Since each of the Dark Eldar of Comorragh have rich professional skills and experience in combat, robbery, assassination, poisoning, torture, interrogation, medical treatment, tracking, etc., there is no need for training at all. You can get work done just by being recruited, and are deeply loved by bosses and personnel management departments in related industries.

On the other hand, when they first arrived, they were also very happy that they could seamlessly find a job that was no different from before.

It can be said that both parties are very satisfied with this.

The influx of these professional talents will greatly strengthen the core competitiveness of the ninth level of Bator Hell to the outside world, including the mercenary industry, security industry, war contracting industry, and debt collection industry.

In particular, some commanders who are capable of commanding space operations have been directly poached by the Marvel Universe People's Federation with high salaries, which has set up an office on the ninth floor. It is a prosperous scene.

After they have contributed all their value, they can be pulled into the torture room to squeeze out energy.

Of course, in addition to the souls of the Dark Eldar, there are also a larger number of souls of slaves of other races.

However, the value of the latter was obviously not high, so he went directly to another channel.

After carefully observing the details of the fantasy, Evelyn shook her head vigorously and explained: "No, please don't misunderstand me. I am just shocked that there are other universes outside the universe."

" The reason why you are shocked is that you have been living in a box, just like a frog at the bottom of a well who can only see a small piece of sky above your head. Now you can go back and report the results to the incarnation of death, he should understand what I mean."

After saying that, Zuo Si ignored Efrenie and turned his attention to Mrs. Aurelia Malus.

After ten seconds, he slowly asked: "Tell me, what do you want from me? Strength? Power? Or become the ruler of Comoros?"< br>
“Can I become the ruler of Comoros?”

Lady Aurelia Malus raised her head sharply with intense desire.

“Of course.

I have no intention of changing the status quo of Comoros.

So you can continue to rule it according to the ancient traditions of the past.
< br>Of course, you can completely reshape it according to your own will

It depends on what you think.

I have only one request, and that is to keep this huge city cold, cruel and evil. "Zuo Si made the request very simply.

Because he needs this place to continuously provide him with high-quality evil souls.

"No problem!

I swear on my soul that I will transform Comoros to your satisfaction.

But I am afraid it will be difficult for me to rule here alone.

Because other clans and consuls will definitely not sit back and watch me monopolize power, but will secretly plot and take actions. ”

Mrs. Aurelia Malus carefully spoke out the difficulties she faced.

As the main force in setting off the rebellion, her poisonous tongue conspiracy can be said to be the most powerful force in this operation. Heavy losses.

Not to mention getting more than a dozen other forces to surrender, it was even difficult to protect themselves.

Zuo Si stretched out his hand and a large amount of sticky oil came out from his palm and handed it to the Eldest woman: "Don't worry, the oil will help you solve all your troubles.

Come on, open your mouth Your mouth accepts the holy baptism.

When you become one with it, the whole of Comoros will be under your control.

Even if everyone opposes it, you will. You can easily kill them all without leaving any one behind.”

"Shuoyou..."

Mrs. Aurelia Malus' pupils suddenly dilated and contracted.

As one of the powerful people in Comoros, she obviously understands what it means to be baptized and perfected by the oil.

But the problem is that she obviously doesn’t have the capital to refuse now.

Fear!

struggle!

In the end, Mrs. Aurelia Malus chose to hug actively, picked up the oil and poured it into her mouth.

She knew very well that this was not a choice, but a notice and an order.

Instead of resisting and making the scene ugly, it is better to simply accept your fate.

In this way, in just a few minutes, this beautiful Eldar woman with a sexy figure and charming appearance experienced very obvious changes.

First, the power mecha on the body was completely decomposed and integrated into the skin to replace the bones;

Followingly, one of the eyes was dug out and replaced by another electronic eye glowing red;

Finally, the clothing wrapped around the skin is covered with a layer of shining silver metal, making it look like a half-mechanical, half-flesh android.

Asdubal Victor was obviously very surprised by this drastic change from the inside out.

You must know that even the transformation of the Haemonculi will never be possible with such speed and near-perfect adaptability.

When the completion process was completely over, Mrs. Aurelia Malus had completed a transformation in body and soul, exuding a cold aura from head to toe.

Especially the mechanical tentacles extending from the spine on the back, which broke an alloy pillar with a diameter of more than one meter with a single swipe.

The terrifying destructive power is comparable to that of a power weapon.

"How about it, have you felt the shimmering oil flowing deep in Comoros?"

Zuo Si broke the silence with a meaningful inquiry.

"Yes, I feel it, great father of New Phyrexia. Now I am Commorragh, and Commorragh is me."

Lady Aurelia Malus spread her arms and legs Float off the ground.

The next second...

A large amount of shimmering oil spurted out from the cracks under the ground, completely engulfing the tunnel, and then completely transformed all the corpses and subordinates into New Phyrexia Creation.

Not only that!

The oil is still spreading throughout the city.

If nothing unexpected happens, it won’t be long before the Dark City is completely transformed into a self-aware super smart city.

In the face of this level of power, all the Dark Eldar living in Commorragh are no different from ants.

If necessary, Lady Aurelia Malus can even control the bound stars to rotate and hit people.

Imagine what it would feel like to be hit head-on by a sun?

I'm afraid most of the protective force field shields can't hold up for a while and will be penetrated in minutes.

"Excellent! Now go and declare to all of Commorragh that you are the sole ruler here. If anyone dares to raise objections, let them feel the power of New Phyrexia."

After saying that, Zuo Si patted the new demon judge gently to show encouragement.

"As you wish."

Mrs. Aurelia Malus bowed gracefully, then jumped into the flowing oil and disappeared.

Such a horrifying scene obviously frightened the female consul and Asdubar Victor.

Especially the latter, who immediately endured the severe pain and got up and begged hoarsely: "Great... ...The great father of New Phyrexia! I am also willing to accept the baptism of Shuoyou and become your most loyal servant. Please give me a chance, and I swear I will never disappoint you."

"Sorry, I'm actually more interested in your soul than you as a person. And the body is already waiting for your arrival in Baator Hell, so the only thing you can get is death."

Zuo Si used it directly The ability of the Star God fragment controlled the ubiquitous "force" and forcibly squeezed Asdubar Victor into a ball of scattered flesh.

The female consul was covered with blood and splattered internal organs.

But the latter didn't dare to complain at all. He lowered his head and said nothing, and even stopped breathing subconsciously.

Obviously, she neither wants to be completed by the oil, nor does she want to be squeezed into meat paste by a force that she cannot understand.

But this female consul is obviously too passionate.

Zuo Si didn't pay attention to her intention at all. After sending the soul of Asdubar Victor to Baator Hell, the incarnation of Shuoyou returned to his hometown in this world.

Compared with the insignificant "trivial matter" of occupying Commorragh, the next hunt for Saranoga, the only complete star god "outsider", is the key.

...

At the same time, far away in the ninth level of Baator Hell.

Zuo Si's body was standing on the top floor of a skyscraper in the center of a huge cyberpunk city, squinting his eyes to feel the ecstasy of planar will brought about by the influx of a large number of Dark Eldar.

Although the Dark Eldar of Commorragh are obviously more inclined towards chaos than order in terms of alignment.

But they are definitely more evil than the dark elves of Faerûn.

Therefore, the fallen souls of these guys are simply walking tonics in the eyes of the devil.

If there hadn't been an order temporarily prohibiting large-scale attacks, I'm afraid all the torture rooms would have started to be overloaded by now.

No way!

Who makes the devils never see such a large number of souls with such high quality?

“Ah! What a luscious and depraved evil spirit! The deep black and red color even eclipses most devils and demons! My young friend, you have brought me a huge one this time. ”

Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, appeared in the room as expected. He raised his hand and drank the wine brewed with the memories of several Dark Eldar. His face was full of obsession and enjoyment.

Because usually a world can produce several or even a dozen of such souls, which is already quite extraordinary.

But now, these guys are pouring in in droves.

Especially Asdubar Victor, who was sent to the torture room just after arriving.

Just because of the things he did during his lifetime, he could skip all the steps and be crowned the Devil Duke.

Its level of evil is even greater than that of many dimension lords.

If I have to describe it, he is the kind of person who will leave a lot of holiday homework for children, wait for the children to finish it, and burn them all the day before school starts, while watching the children through the remote camera The children were anxious and wailing in pain while enjoying the services of the twin beauties. In the end, they would call the children one by one to remind them of the serious consequences if they did not hand in their homework.

Even "sores on his head and pus oozing from his feet" are not enough to fully demonstrate the extent of Asdubar Victor's evil.

Almost everyone who has seen him or dealt with him can't help but want to strangle him alive and cut his body into pieces.

Because this guy really needs a shot.

Moreover, his evil deeds are very similar to those of the clown, that is, he often does not have a clear goal and does not care how much benefit he can get from it. He is just looking for fun to pass the boring time, but he is not as chaotic and crazy as the clown.

"As long as you like it. You know, it took me a lot of effort to deal with these guys."

Zuo Si turned around and raised the wine glass in his hand to signal, and said, Then he opened his mouth and took a small sip.

“For such souls, no matter how much time, energy and cost are spent, it is worth it.

Because not only can they squeeze out more energy, but their soul bodies can also be used Create a stronger devil

With these new kinds of demons, Baator's influence will become even greater.

By then I will have a lot of ideas and plans that can be put into practical action. "

Asmodeus touched his chin and revealed a little bit of his truest thoughts.

"Oh? What's the plan? ”

Zuo Si was obviously very interested in this.

He had wanted to find out the true identity and intentions of the Devil King a long time ago.

Judging from various performances, the long-lasting bloody war with the abyss demon is obviously not what Asmodeus wants, but a war that he has to fight because he is forced to fight.

Is that the plane that destroys the upper level of worship?

Obviously not.

Because the devil has always cooperated with lawful and good celestial beings.

The large number of paladins and angels who appear in the devil's camp are the best proof.

So his motives and goals have always been a mystery.

"Hahahaha! I think this question has been in your mind for a long time, right?" Asmodeus asked with a laugh.

Zuo Si nodded immediately: "Yes. I think all the gods, demon lords and other forces in this universe also want to know. Especially today when we are becoming more and more powerful."

“You are right.

Ever since we devils began to be able to deal with bloody battles calmly, everyone has been speculating on my thoughts.

Because they understand that as a planeswalker, you have no ambition to usurp the throne, and you will also help me suppress other dimension lords so that they dare not mess around.

In other words, my power and status have actually become more and more stable over the years.

Similarly, I have accumulated enough strength on hand to do some things.

It feels like there is a sword hanging above your head and you don’t know when it will fall and hit the head of some unlucky person.

Nervous, uneasy, and fearful, this is the outside world's attitude toward Baator Hell. ”

Asmodeus is worthy of being the King of Demons, and he immediately named the situation that Baator Hell is currently facing.

Although it seems that he has become stronger on the surface, he is still the same. He is also suspected by all forces.

If he makes a big move at this time, Bao Buqi will be beaten by a coalition of forces from other planes and enjoy the treatment he received after Chaos.
“So? How do you plan to break this unfavorable situation? ”

Zuo Si continued to ask with interest.

Asmodeus replied meaningfully: "It's very simple. Since everyone is hoping that we will have division and civil strife, how about we have a division and civil strife to show them soon?" "

As these words blurted out, Zuo Si immediately understood what the Lord of Hell meant, raised his eyebrows and probed: "You mean...play a show for them?"

"Clever. But in order to make this scene more formal, the actors other than you and me must not be allowed to know the truth."

While saying this, Asmodeus There was a joking expression on his face, as if he was mocking the gods and other forces.

"Wait! You don't want me to provoke this civil war, do you?"

Zuo Si stared at the blood-red eyes of the Lord of Hell and finally noticed something was wrong.

You must know that he does not have the time or energy to cooperate with the other party in this drama.

Because a war like this requires a lot of "micro-management" to control the scale of the battle, as well as the number of injuries and deaths.

Otherwise, the subordinates from above may turn the acting into a real fight.

"Why not?

Do you think there is another person besides you in Baator Hell right now who is qualified to challenge my position?

In fact, I even gave you the script. Get ready.

What you have to do is to bring my daughter, Fierna, Prince Levistus, Viscount Maman, Grand Duke Balzebul and other dimension lords who are full of hostility and resentment towards me. Form a political alliance.

Then tell them that as long as they can help you defeat me, they can get huge benefits, and even become the new prince of hell and the devil prince."

Asmodeus said, he used a finger deep in the air to divide the current political situation and factions in Baator Hell.

"But what is the purpose of doing this? To consume the power of those lords who are resentful of you? Or to use my hands to eradicate them and replace them with more obedient ones?"

Zuo Siman His face was full of confusion and confusion.

After all, people will die in war.

This kind of civil war is definitely a big blow to the overall strength of Baator Hell.

Asmodeus touched his chin and responded: "Of course it is to realize the plan I just mentioned."

"Plan? What plan?"

Zuo Si put down his hand. He took the empty wine glass and walked straight to the place only one step away from the other party.

"Eliminate the outside world's vigilance and hostility towards us. I need to hide at least half of the devil army through this war, or make them disappear from everyone's sight."

Asmodeus gave the answer straightforwardly.

"But where do you plan to hide them, and what do you plan to do with them?"

Zuo Si frowned slightly, obviously not satisfied with this answer.

Because this can only be regarded as the front part of the plan at best, and the most important second half is still a fog.

“Haha, my young friend, now is not the time to satisfy your curiosity.

But don’t worry, you will know the answer after the completion of this plan.

Until then, please allow me to remain a little more mysterious and hide this little secret for a while longer.

It’s not because I don’t trust you, but I don’t want even the slightest possibility of the secret being leaked.

Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you.

I just learned a piece of news related to you through some channels.

Talona, ​​the goddess of natural circulation, seems to be pregnant. ”

As the last word blurted out, Asmodeus left a smile full of malice, and his whole body instantly activated teleportation magic and disappeared.

“What?!”

When Zuo Si heard the news, he froze on the spot for a long time without coming back to his senses, and then his face suddenly changed.

Because he knew very well that his descendants would have more or less characteristics of the dark void.

It wouldn’t be a big problem if it was just a matter of procreating with a mortal.

After all, these qualities of the dark void will eventually condense into the spark of the planeswalker.

But if the object is replaced by a god, the result will be completely different.

The divinity and divine spark given by the gods will directly extinguish the planeswalker's spark.

When the time comes, combined with the dark void, God knows whether it will turn into a terrifying god or an ancient evil...

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