Soon, under the control of the Dark Holy Word, Rhodes learned from Carnason's mouth the changes that had taken place in hell during this period.
"Yes, Master. Not long ago, the arrogant king's pre-war declaration resounded throughout hell. Among the remaining kings, only three responded, and the other three kings seemed to fall into silence. The emergence of all these circumstances also made
Many demons are terrified and don't understand why the king they trust has lost his voice at such a critical moment."
Beside Rhodes, Carnason quickly reported various situations to him. As a judge, she naturally knows first-hand information about hell.
"Only three kings responded?"
Listening to Carnason's story, Rhodes frowned slightly. Among the information he knew, the former greedy king, Messiga, no longer wanted to be associated with hell, and the lazy king Ra, who was essentially an undead creature,
Duo, and because of the control of the Holy Word of Darkness, stayed on the island in the water elemental plane. These two kings would not respond to the arrogant king's declaration in any case. But according to Carnason, there seems to be another king, too.
No response.
"The retribution for offending the arrogant king will come soon. The demon believers belonging to those kings have been forcibly divided into the camps of other kings. There are rumors that if there is not an ancient existence to persuade, the arrogant king even plans to
Take back everything from those kings..."
Carnason seemed to have thought of something, and there was a hint of fear in her eyes. She, the judge, could not criticize the master of the entire hell. If it were not for the master's inquiry, she would not dare to discuss this matter with any demon.
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On the sidelines, Rhodes was also lost in thought.
Although there are many demons in the entire hell, and the number of little demons alone is enough to submerge the entire Erathia, as the real decision-makers, it is difficult for the kings to work together, and there are even some with ulterior motives like Flem.
Exists.
Relying on the Ghost King's cloak and the effect of the Death Domain, Rhodes is not afraid of any continuous battle. The members of his undead legion will snowball in number in the apocalypse. What really worries Rhodes are those.
Under the siege of powerful creatures, if he faced two or more king-level opponents at the same time, Rhodes could only choose to escape.
After learning about the conflicts within Hell from Carnason's mouth, Rhodes was slightly relieved. Those demons with chaotic nature never lacked internal fighting. At least in the early stages of the Doomsday War, Rhodes would not be united by the king.
Targeted.
"By the way, Master, when you passed through the gate of hell, did you see the king stationed outside the gate?" Carnason seemed to have thought of something, and asked proactively.
"What?" Rhodes was slightly stunned. Apparently he didn't expect such a thing. When he passed through the gate of hell, he saw no trace of the king.
Soon, Rhodes' expression changed. He didn't find the king stationed there, but it didn't mean that the king didn't find him: "No... the hero's remains are in danger!"
Ignoring Carnason beside him, Rhodes immediately took out the sound-transmitting conch and asked the death knight at the other end: "How is the situation over there? Answer me quickly."
What came from the conch was silence, which seemed to confirm Rhode's worries in some way, which inevitably made Rhodes even more anxious.
At the same time, above the surface world.
Under Rhodes' order, the savage creatures responsible for escorting the hero's remains are returning to the cold snowy area little by little, preparing to bypass the barrier of the Gate of Hell along the snowy mountains, and then enter the Crow Lord Wasteland.
Badu, carrying the remains of the hero on his back, marched with his head down in frustration. There is nothing more disappointing than having to go through hardships, finally get close to his hometown, and then have to stay away again before entering.
At this moment, Badu only felt that his heart was as frozen as the ice on the snow-capped mountains. Fortunately, the remains of the hero on his back gave him the courage to continue moving forward. That was the heart of all Crulod creatures.
Hope, just thinking about him, Badu will feel power emerging from his body.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Badu's forward movement stopped. It was not because he wanted to stop, but because York, who stopped first, forced him to do so. If he hadn't discovered it early, with the huge size of the Ogre King, even
Will directly run over the blue-skinned hero.
"What's wrong?" Badu asked with some confusion, but soon he understood the reason why York stopped.
Following York's line of sight, Badu saw a human woman. Badu could swear to his ancestors and even ask the great hero Tanan to testify that he had never seen such a beautiful woman.
In the impression of the Ogre King, human women are not only short, but also have thin skin and tender flesh. The taste is second only to those weak mages. They are also brave and strong warriors. They have a full chewy texture, which is more in line with the situation.
Badu's appetite. For those human women, Badu never associates beauty with them. Only green-skinned and plump female ogres can win Badu's favor.
But at this moment, looking at the human woman in front of him, Badu's breathing became rapid. At this moment, for this ogre, he seemed to understand what beauty was for the first time. Watching the human woman step by step
As the ground approached, what Badu was thinking about was not where to start eating, but a restlessness originating from his heart.
Under the influence of this restlessness, Badu ignored the constantly vibrating sound-transmitting conch. At this moment, it seemed that the only figure of the woman was in front of him, and he could not help but move forward slowly, just to get closer to the woman. Next to Badu, the same was true for York. At this moment, the heroic will seemed to be forgotten by him. Except for the woman, everything seemed unimportant.
"I lost something, can you lend it to me?"
A sound like the sounds of nature came to mind in Badu's ears. In this burst of sounds of nature, Badu just wanted to be intoxicated forever and no longer wanted to think about anything. The master and the remains of heroes were all pushed aside.
.Any interruption will arouse his strongest hostility.
"What did you throw away..." Badu couldn't help but ask.
"Heart." There was a hint of sadness in her voice, which made people want to care.
The ogre king grinned. He raised his strong arms, tore open his chest with his own hands, broke the ribs that were in the way, and pulled out the hot, beating heart along with the arteries. p>