Here is the continuation of the novel from Chapter 5:
In the depths of Hell, a new stand was
Asmodeous sat on his throne, his piercing red eyes scanning the report in front of him. The demon who had brought the news trembled slightly, awaiting his response.
"So, Lucifer has been found," Asmodeous said, his deep voice echoing through the dark caverns of Hell. "And where is he now?"
The demon swallowed hard before speaking. "He is in the mortal realm, my lord. In a place called...Earth."
Asmodeous raised an eyebrow. "Earth? That's a bold move, even for Lucifer. What is he planning?"
The demon shook his head. "I don't know, my lord. But I can try to find out if you wish."
Asmodeous nodded, his mind racing with possibilities. Lucifer's return could be a game-changer in the battle for power in Hell. He needed to know more.
"Very well," Asmodeous said finally. "Gather a team of our best demons and get me more information. I want to know what Lucifer is planning, and I want to know now."
The demon bowed and scurried off to carry out Asmodeous' orders. The demon king leaned back in his throne, steepling his fingers together as he pondered his next move.
Lucifer's return was a wild card, one that could potentially upset the balance of power in Hell. Asmodeous needed to be careful, to stay one step ahead of his rival.
But for now, he would wait and watch. Let Lucifer think he had the upper hand. Asmodeous would strike when the time was right, and when he did, Lucifer would be ready...
Asmodeous' eyes narrowed as he contemplated the implications of Lucifer's return. He had long been the dominant force in Hell, with his vast armies of demons and his mastery of dark magic. But Lucifer was a wild card, unpredictable and dangerous. His return could potentially destabilize the entire realm.
Asmodeous' thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of his most trusted advisor, a demon named Beezle. "My lord, I have gathered the team you requested," Beezle said, bowing low. "They are ready to depart for the mortal realm and gather intelligence on Lucifer's plans."
Asmodeous nodded, his mind racing with possibilities. "Very well," he said. "Send them out. I want to know everything Lucifer is planning. Leave no stone unturned."
Beezle bowed and departed, leaving Asmodeous to his thoughts. The demon king knew that he had to be careful. Lucifer was not to be underestimated. He had a way of turning even the most seemingly impossible situations to his advantage.
Asmodeous' thoughts were interrupted by a commotion at the entrance of the throne room. A group of demons entered, carrying a struggling figure between them. Asmodeous' eyes narrowed as he saw who it was - a lower demon named Azazel, who had been caught spying for Lucifer.
"Ah, Azazel," Asmodeous said, his voice dripping with venom. "I see you have been caught. You will pay for your treachery."
Azazel struggled and spat at Asmodeous' feet, but the demon king just laughed. "You are no match for me, Azazel," he said. "And soon, neither will Lucifer."
Asmodeous raised his hand, and Azazel was dragged away, screaming, to face his punishment. The demon king leaned back in his throne, his eyes glinting with malevolence. He would crush Lucifer, just as he had crushed Azazel. And when he did, Hell would be his to command.