The air first crumpled and shrunk into a ball, then snapped and lined up, and a bone devil came out of the teleportation glow.
Bone devil, also known as Orsay devil, is a common devil in hell, in the middle class. He looked like a human skeleton with an elongated and deformed head, but the ghastly white bones emitted a cold aura and constantly scattered frost. The tail vertebrae extend a knobbed tail with a highly poisonous sting at the tip, just like a scorpion.
They are not like the horned demons who are good at frontal combat, nor are they like the Deep Hell Purgers who can be troop commanders. Because of their natural teleportation-type spells, and sharp poisonous sting, they become the main force of surprise attack troops, or counter the enemy's surprise teleportation with [Subdivision Anchor].
At this time, the bone demon from his master, received the task, step into the door of humiliation. Walked into a magnificently decorated room, where all the objects were neat and tidy, but very damp.
Bone Demon pushed open the door and said in a malicious and mean voice: "Iraduni mad arrogance, the Lord of Hell summons!"
With a boom, the bone demon was slammed out the door with spiritual energy faster than it came.
"I'm dining, the brains of creatures of the Purgatory bloodline already taste like shit, and you've come to spoil my appetite."
Inside the house, a spirit-sucking monster sat in a high-backed cushioned chair, "eating" in a slow and deliberate manner. Ila Douni was 1.9 samsara meters tall, with skin like cold purple rubber and a reflective layer of mucus on the surface. With an octopus-like head, the eyes are completely milky white. Black tight-fitting robe covered the bony body.
A dull-eyed, drooling half-devil half-human kneeling at his feet, the skull was uncovered, revealing the bloodied brain tissue under the flap, and the disc-shaped skull was cupped in the half-devil's hand.
The bone demon climbed to his feet, hatred flaring up, but not yet burning his head. He stood to the door and rejoined, "The Lord of Hell summons." These words deepened his hatred for the spirit-sucking monster. Why should a crazy heart-grabbing demon be honored by the Lord of Hell, while he, a pure-blooded Batzou demon, had to accept insults.
With the four tentacles on his face, Iraduni picked between the half-demon's two brain hemispheres, the suction cups on his tentacles sucking at the brain's gray matter for a while. The poor guy, who served as both food and a dinner plate, looked dull and painless, and used a handkerchief to wipe the mucus dripping from the spirit-sucking monster.
Without the use of psychic energy, the bone demon's intense jealousy was like a stain on a white cloth, staining the field of vision of Eradurne's mind. He did not care; the jealousy of the weak was an affirmation of the strong.
"Earth! Hell! Of! Lord! Summoned!" The Bone Demon repeated for the third time through gritted teeth, pressing the Lord of Hell hard.
"Foolish fool, the Lord will not forget my abilities because I am rude, just as he will not forget your stupidity and incompetence because of your loyalty. Don't you understand, brain gutter smoothing retard ... Oh yes, you are a bone demon, you don't even seem to have a brain gutter, heh heh heh heh ..."
Iladuni let out a sick and nervous shrill laugh, using telepathy to make the insult echo in the bone demon's head.
The bone demon trembled with anger, but did not do anything.
The spirit-sucking monster did not stimulate to move the devil, and felt bored. Bone devil as long as dare to attack the rank higher than his Ila Douni, the latter can enjoy abusing off him, if the bone devil hold back, Ila Douni can not just finish him. Conversely, the bone devil wants to get rid of the spirit-sucking monster, can not be slaughtered to finish the job, that is the devil's way of doing things. To use the devil's law, looking for crimes or simply make up crimes, and then the name to do it.
This cold rule and the law of power, deeply burned in the marrow of every devil.
Taste like chewing wax after eating a meal, the spirit-sucking monster gave the order to say: "Clean up." The guy who had been eaten out of his gray matter put his skull back in place as tightly as a teapot lid. Incidentally, after cleaning the floor, the half-demon stumbled toward the basement, where there was an incinerator to dispose of food scraps.
Iraduni and the bone demon walked on a blood-red plain with no bumps, whether trees, hills or buildings, flat enough to look out over the realm's borders.
This is Nessus, once the ninth level of the Nine Hells of Bato, now the only hell.
The surface area of Nessus is small, roughly oval with jagged edges of land, the distance from the east to the west of Nessus approximates 2,500 sari, and from its northernmost to its southernmost point is about 1,100 sari.
A network of intersecting gorges, isthmuses, and ravines scar the arid and rocky plains. The most massive gorges span several saris in front and behind, and tens of saris in depth. Millions of inhabitants of this layer live in these canyons, either in caves carved out of the cliffs or at the bottom of the fissures. Although the surface space of Nessus is limited, its twisted canyons and tunnels contain a virtually infinite amount of space.
In the war that the devil became "The Trouble with Order," demons launched an unprecedented frenzy of attacks on the first level of Hell. The first tier lord, Bail, known for his deceit and ingenuity in the Torreal universe, was drowned in the demonic tide, along with the unbreakable bronze fortress.
The Abyss continued to attack, and the second, third and fourth layers changed hands one after another. The lord of the second layer, Iron Duke Disparat, the lord of the third layer, Grand Duke Maman of Greed, and the lord of the fourth layer, Belial, retreated in haste to the lower layers.
When the whole hell was covered with the shadow of the abyss, the supreme lord of hell, Asmodeus ordered all the lords and armies to retreat into the ninth level of Nessus.
Eight hell realms were surrendered, a fiasco never seen before. The devils guessed that the Lord of the Nine Hells was going to use stratagems or evil powers again, as he had done in the past, to flip the situation countless times.
What made the devils stumble was that Asmodeus sneaked up on the lords of the tiers and collected all their men. And all of the lords were killed and sacrificed.
The sixth tier lord, Queen Glesia, escaped because she was the daughter of the Lord of the Nine Hells. And nine lords, second only to Asmodeus eighth layer lord Mephisto Felice, only escaped, still do not know where.
By killing five devil lords and offering sacrifices to the will of hell, Asmodeus used this to exchange for the great power to tear Nessus from the hell realm and escape to the depths of the astral realm.
Ila Douni looked up, the crimson swirling sky showed an abnormal distortion. Several powerful void creatures broke into the dimensional barrier, and immediately a team of deep hellish refining demons went up to meet them, clashing class spells glowing in all directions.
In order to avoid being found by the demon's scouts, Nessus traveled erratically, thus generating extremely frequent dimensional turmoil, three days are earthquakes and meteorite rain, either attracted to the void creatures and divine sins. In three hundred years, Nessus shrunk by a tenth.
A burst of bone-chilling cold invaded, spirit-sucking monsters to regulate body temperature of the tight moisturizing suit to no avail. The sky appeared a white spot, as if dumping a pot of bleach in a crimson dye vat, haloing half of the sky at breakneck speed, and for the first time in ten thousand years the dark tones of hell became bright.
The terrifying existence that came after the void creature, squeezed into Nessus with majestic monstrous power, and from afar, it was the ice giant that looked like a mountain.
Iladuni tsked, the third Zexkor to crash up in a hundred years, and he guessed that some dimensional prison had been broken and gods and sins were running around.
What he didn't know was that far across the star world, the golden dragon Lysatos had also dealt with Zexkor, but compared to this one, it was just a child who had just graduated from kindergarten. The divine sin squeezed in half of its body, and its mountain-like arms waved violently, setting off a hurricane of wind. Its exhalation has exceeded the realm of exhalation, it is simply a storm of ice and snow, forming a dozen tornadoes, tearing Deep Hell Purgatory into pieces. Hundreds of white dragons rose up from the caves on Zexkor, adult dragons of 30 or 40 meters in length, like sparrows on the shoulders of humans.
Deep Hell Purgatory demons all retreated, all the demons stoically looked up at the sky, including the spirit-sucking monster Ila Douni. There was no fear or pity in their eyes, the downfall of the gods and sinners had been predetermined.
A huge red-brown hand poked out from the deepest depths of hell, growing larger and larger, filling half of Illaduni's vision, each finger a majestic mountain peak. In one fell swoop, it grabbed
The divine sin, dragging it down hard. The painful hiss of Zexkor resounded through Nessus, and it was pulled into the bottomless darkness without a sound. All the demons of the earth trembled for it.
The Serpentine Canyon, the hiding place of Asmodeus, had not been left for centuries since the Trouble of the Order. Ilarduini came to the edge of the canyon and could still detect the frosty trails left by the gods' sins falling into the canyon.
]]"Great King of Darkness, Lord of Hell, I come in response to a summons."
A voice like a wave booming, yet ethereal and unfathomable, came into the spirit of the spirit-sucking monster.
... A distant layout was taking shape, stakes were being thrust under the trap, and he sent an echo, and a plea for help ...
"Lysatos Torchflame?"
Aye.
Iraduni owed a whisper, "Allow me the audacity, is that layout still in effect?"
Of course ... After a hundred years, the magic net has settled into the core of Saraph, and the golden dragon is moving faster than I expected.
"Hate is the strongest motivation of life, he can be exterminated by the demon clan, of course fight to the best of his ability. Support let me go, please send down the oracle."
Assist, urge, watch.
The face of Iraduni was expressionless, but the tentacles dancing wildly betrayed his inner turmoil. His voice faded from calm to frenzy: "Yes! Yes! I understand what you mean. I could see it at the Battle of Athas, that dragon grew up under the weak dogma of Bahamut, full of superfluous feelings."
If necessary, kill him and you take over his post.
"Your will! My destiny! Great Sovereign, the world shall bow at Your feet! Hee hee hee ..." Iraduni Mad Arrogance, as his alias was called, laughed morbidly and lowly as his body shook in disarray before the Lord of Hell.
Asmodeus did not count the small matter of rudeness, he knew that this half-crazy looking devotee, the more he laughed openly, the more calm and cruel he was.
A dagger appeared in front of Ila Douni's eyes, decorated simply, as the mass-produced goods in the title blacksmith store. But in the psychic sense, the dagger emitted a dark and evil aura strong and frightening.
Illaduni narrowed his eyes, took the dagger, and said in an intoxicated voice: "[Zasman Dagger of Deicide], created by the self-sacrifice of thirty-nine members of the Nessirian Zasman sect, gives the bearer the ability to override the destiny of divine beings and be hostile to all things divine."
"After the dagger was created, the ancient god of death himself, Jekyll, brought destruction to the entire sect by trapping one hundred and forty-nine members in a great arena and slowly imploding and reactivating them as ghouls, forcing them to watch the fate of their friends in a mixture of fear and abominable hunger. After this brutal feast, Jacob seized this vessel and finally caused it to fall into the hands of Bane, the god of tyranny, before he became a god."
The spirit sucker bent toward the canyon and exclaimed, "A bountiful gift, I will make good use of this sub-godly weapon."
Taking it and stabbing it at the target it should be stabbed at, Asmodeus' after-voice echoed.