Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 366 Zariel

Before Noshir released Narcius.

The Lord of Avernus, the Archdemon Zariel, is currently overseeing her war band. At this critical moment, she must ensure that her army obeys her will and that her legions can keep these endless demons out of Avernus' territory.

Although she did not take direct action, her mere presence was enough to motivate those ordinary devil soldiers to the greatest extent, because Zariel was not like the former Grand Duke Bell. Bell, the former Lord of Avernus, almost never took the initiative to go to the front line of the battle. Unlike his rough appearance, Bell was actually a wise general.

But Zariel is different. Not only will she rush to the front lines to fight in every battle, but she will also never sit idly by even when the battle situation somewhere is about to get out of control. Maybe her appearance is not as ferocious as the former Grand Duke Bell, but the sense of security that Zariel brings to these low-level demons is far greater than ever before.

And Zariel's image lived up to her reputation as the Lord of Avernus. A crown composed of fire and corrupt aura floated above her head. She wore gorgeous and complicated enchanted armor, and dozens of chains hung around her waist as a battle skirt. In her right hand, she held an artifact-level war hammer seized from the tyrannical lord, Strikochi's [Frostfather Matalotok], and in her left hand, she held a legendary flail [Wail of Destruction] that could be extended and retracted infinitely.

Her large, jet-black wings covered with lava patterns cast a suffocating shadow in the sky, and her gloomy and cold face was filled with completely unrestrained disgust, disgust for demons.

Zariel was ten thousand meters in the air, watching the demons below being slaughtered by various means with her eyes burning with blazing flames.

This was her only remaining pleasure, and the main reason why she had such a strong hostility towards demons was probably because Zariel died in the war against the demons of the abyss in her previous life. Having been killed by these demons once, she naturally would not have a good face towards these demons. The origin of this could be attributed to the fact that she was once an angel.

When she was still in a high position in Mount Heaven, Zariel, like all other angels, advocated justice, kindness and beauty. If there was any difference, it was that Zariel was a little too warlike. This passion for fighting and desire for justice made her put forward a very ridiculous proposition.

Her greatest wish is to completely wipe out the devil and the demon, the two greatest evil forces in the multiverse. However, due to the inaction of Mount Heaven on the bloody battle in the abyss, she is disappointed with the gods and decides to personally intervene in this endless eternal war.

She gathered a group of mortal believers in the mortal world, trained them, inspired them, and eventually turned them into an extremely powerful army and led them into hell!
This army was none other than the Hell Knights from a hundred years ago. However, the brutality of the bloody battle far exceeded the limits that a mortal army could endure. In the endless battles and sacrifices, many people collapsed.

Fear, pain, wailing and a battle that seemed to have no end made them choose to betray. Some of the surviving Hell Knights chose to escape. They crossed the portal and out of fear completely blocked the retreat of their colleagues.

Perhaps they didn't want to let demons or devils break into the main material plane through the portal, or maybe they were simply scared, but whatever the truth was, their sudden betrayal completely defeated Zariel.

The despair of being betrayed overwhelmed her. In the endless rage, under the restraint of her own character, Zariel did not choose to abandon the remaining troops and escape alone. She chose to fight and keep fighting. Even if all her comrades around her had died, she did not stop wielding her sword. In this way, Zariel fought for a full 14 days and nights until she was completely overwhelmed by the endless demons and fell in a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

But because of her bravery in fighting, her soul was noticed by Asmodeus. The Lord of Hell sent an entire army of bone demons to the battlefield. Among the piles of corpses, they found her soul that was unwilling to dissipate. He allowed her to be reborn in the depths of Nessus and tempted her to fall completely.

After that, he directed almost all his hatred and anger towards the devil, but since she retained all her past memories, she naturally would not forget those cowards who escaped.

After a hundred years, those betrayers must have all died, but their descendants must also pay for the mistakes of their ancestors. This is the main reason why Zariel planned this conspiracy. She was just seeking indiscriminate revenge.

'The situation on the battlefield has begun to become clear. Those demon lords have great power, but they have never known what unity is. If we continue to suppress them, it won't be long before these demons roll back to their lairs.'

Zariel thought so as she cast her gaze towards the battlefield below, focusing her sight on the bravest general under her command. Among the warriors she admired the most, a female horned tiefling holding a giant war hammer attracted most of her attention simply because of her outstanding performance.

No matter how powerful a demon is, it can't last more than three moves in her hands. Precise blocking and parrying, deadly attacks and counterattacks, the rage in her heart seemed to be spewing fire! And when the giant hammer was swung, there was a whole meat grinder around her!
Since she joined the battlefield, thousands of demons have died in her hands. Such strength and fighting skills are rare even among demons!
"Karak, my favorite little pet, exchanging you from that mortal was the most successful deal I have ever made. You could have been my most perfect creation, but as long as there is still hope in your heart, still hoping that one day you can escape from my control, you will never be able to obtain my favor."

There was a hint of regret in Zariel's expression, which had not been seen for a long time.

'Face the reality as soon as possible, my child, and return to my arms as soon as possible. Only then can you...'

A buzzing sound suddenly sounded in Zariel's mind, and her face suddenly became extremely ugly, because she knew what that feeling meant.

"It feels like Narcissus has broken free? This is impossible. I have stationed nine legions there. Just three days ago, the commander of the 69th Legion told me that everything was fine there. Why did such a big change happen in just three days?"

(End of this chapter)