However, just as Balzebul broke out of the siege in the heavens and teleported back to his own territory of the Seven Hells, Maradomini, he streaked across the leaden sky of Cania like a meteor, falling into Marsham and smashing through the fortress of hell.

Dome, looking up at the end of the dark hall ahead, preparing to meet the Lord of Nine Hells who he once regarded as his fateful enemy and inform him of the changes in Heaven Mountain

But he was shocked to find that in the hall at this moment, the lords of the nine hells, except for Tiberius, the Grand Duke of Avernus, who had led an expedition to the abyss, were already gathered together. Even the lord of the fifth hell, Lai

Vestus was freed from the bottom of Stygia's icy ocean by Asmodeus.

Seeing this posture, Balzebul immediately understood that the Lord of the Nine Hells not only knew about it, but also made corresponding preparations.

As I calmed down, I thought with some self-deprecation: How could Asmodeus, the oldest Angel of Glory, not notice the huge movement from the Seven Hills of Heaven to the Sea of ​​Luyuan?

After all, no matter what happened in the past, those sacred mountains are ultimately the common homeland of all their Archon angels.

But what surprised Balzebul even more at this moment was that standing next to Asmodeus at this moment, in addition to his daughter Gracia, there was actually a person who was not a devil, or a god.

God of mages, Azuth!

'Why is He here?'

Just when Balzebul was wondering about this, he heard Asmodeus's deep voice:

"Very well, now that we are all here, let's get ready and prepare for this war that belongs to our Bator hell."

After saying these words, Asmodeus turned around expressionlessly, preparing to take Gracia and Azuth towards the deepest part of Marsham.

The hell lords looked at each other, and they could all see the solemnity in each other's eyes. Just when they were about to respond first, Prince Levistus in the audience looked at the back of the lord of hell and asked:

"But do we really have a chance of winning?

"The Zhiluyuan Sea has been polluted, and all the heavenly creatures in the Seven Hills Paradise have fallen together. We simply cannot

The Lord of Hell paused, slowly turned his head, looked at the guy who had killed his wife, and interrupted solemnly:

"So you want to surrender?"

"I"

Prince Levistus was about to retort, but when he saw the opponent's eyes that were like a sea of ​​blood, he felt his whole body stiffen, and his thoughts seemed to suddenly return to that day of hellish melee for some reason.

Under the bloody sky, when he led his army into Marchem and killed the Queen of Hell, Asmodeus had this look in his eyes at that time, a cold and emotionless look.

It wasn't until that moment that he realized how big the gap between himself and the other party was.

But that day, Asmodeus did not choose to kill him, but sealed him in the eternal ice of Stygia and let him continue to rule the fifth hell.

Prince Levistus was about to agree first and wait until he returned to his territory to find another way to escape from this battlefield that was destined to become a meat grinder. Suddenly, he felt that his vision suddenly started to spin, and in front of him

Asmodeus just raised his hand.

Poof!

The headless corpse of Prince Levistus where he was was spurting out blood. His head, still wide-eyed, fell on the dark floor and rolled towards the Lord of Hell. Finally, he was killed by Aspen.

Mortiers stepped on it.

Up to this moment, the fifth lord was still not dead, and asked hoarsely:

"Why?"

He didn't understand at all why Asmodeus spared his life when he had the most impulse to kill him.

And why did he harvest his life without hesitation when he was needed most?

However, Asmodeus didn't even look at him, but preached to Balzer:

"Sir Balzebul, the fifth hell of Stygia is under your command."

"It's my pleasure."

Balzebul lowered his head, which was a sign of respect for the most powerful man.

At this time, such an existence is needed.

After the Lord of Hell lightly dealt with a disobedient Hell Lord and distributed his rights, he looked around at the other Hell Lords and said:

"No one can promise victory before a war, and I am no exception.

"The only thing I can promise you is that when you inevitably die, your will will still return to order and reason.

"Instead of becoming a wanton and twisted plaything in the hands of foreign gods.

"The soul can never be free."

The entire hall fell into silence because of the words of the Lord of Hell.

Compared to the group of gods in the star realm who have changed for several generations, these devils of Baator Hell who have lived for endless years undoubtedly know more inside information.

And right now, it is undoubtedly the worst one:

The existence that once silenced the creator god Iodu and wiped out the entire civilization of the universe is back again

Indeed, death is indeed repulsive to immortal beings like them.

But compared to death, falling into the hands of that kind of existence is the real terror.

At this moment, I heard Asmodeus suddenly let out a deep laugh:

“However, this is also an opportunity that we in Bator Hell have waited for countless years and prepared for countless years, and finally received.

"From today on, there will no longer be those gods who talk about virtue and hypocrisy to restrain us.

"It was they who ushered in the fall first.

"So, go ahead, fight, and then turn the whole world into a paradise for our devils!"

And as Asmodeus finished speaking, a faint trembling and war cry suddenly came from the depths of the Nine Hells:

"Order! Order! Forever!

"War! War! My war!"

"That is"

Duke Maman's fish eyes widened, and he saw an army of devils slowly stepping out of the sea of ​​blood in the winding canyon deep in hell.

At a glance, the darkness is endless.

From Balzebul's perspective, these demons were enough to form an army larger than any force on the bloody battlefield, and not inferior to the angelic legions in the mountains of heaven.

It turns out that even without the change from Heaven Mountain to Luyuan Sea, the Lord of Hell would have already had the ambition and strength to turn the entire world into the evil of order?

However, the existence of the bloody battlefield has always suppressed his ambition.

Seeing this scene, the remaining six hell lords bowed their heads and followed the order:

"According to your will, Your Majesty!"

Only the head of Prince Levistus, who was trampled under the feet of the Lord of Hell, showed a look of despair and defeat in his eyes.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to shout loudly, you have all been deceived by Asmodeus, and he has no chance of winning at all!

It was also at this moment that he knew that in such a situation, he was of no use to the other party!

Thinking of this, he suddenly had a feeling of despair.

But before he could say anything for mercy, Asmodeus crushed his head like a watermelon.

"Dad, why are you?"

All this happened so unexpectedly that Gracia behind him looked at her father's back in disbelief.

For countless thousands of years, she had always hoped that her father would avenge her and her mother just like he did today, but she was ignored by him.

But now

"follow me."

But what makes Gracia a little disappointed is that even at this time, her indifferent father still did not show any regret or apology for what he did back then, nor did he have any words to comfort her.

Just like that, he took her and Azus to the sky above the Coiling Canyon and saw the big snake soaked in the sea of ​​blood.

Gracia suddenly had a premonition of something and was slightly afraid.

"Are you still prepared to do this? Even if I deceived you about Mystra, your efforts and sacrifices are destined to be unknown." Asmodeus looked at Azuth aside and said.

.

The God of Mage showed a vicissitudes of life smile without any trace of smile:

"Isn't it the same for you? Let's get started. I believe that if Mystra was still alive, she would definitely make the same choice, even if she is so timid by nature."

"Sometimes, greatness and sublimity have nothing to do with courage."

Asmodeus looked at him very seriously and said:

"Azus, I will make good use of your godhead. Perhaps, thanks to your gift, the third-generation magic goddess who has not yet grown up can become the fire that belongs to magic in the new world.

Maybe."

"It would be great"

Halfway through his words, Azus suddenly opened his mouth in pain.

Because the hand of the Lord of Hell had dug into his chest, where a bright light emerged.
To be continued...