Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 367 Karak

Zariel frowned. Narcissus was free from his restraints. This meant that Eltoril was completely out of her control, which was a serious accident.

Before the situation got out of control to this extent, she had no idea about the situation over there. This level of inaccurate intelligence often only meant one thing: Eltoril was a small matter. The really serious thing was that she was afraid that the hinterland over there might have already fallen. Otherwise, it could not explain why the intelligence would be delayed to this point. And if things were really as she guessed, then who on earth did these good things?

Zariel knew that she wanted to go back and take a look, but the battlefield at this moment really prevented her from leaving. Although the armies of Bafomet and Yenogu had already started fighting each other, the two demon lords did not engage in a fight to the death. Although they still fought each other occasionally, they controlled the intensity of the battle relatively tacitly.

Everyone knows that Demon Lords are all chaotic, brutal and almost uncommunicative monsters. In most cases, they will only show the above characteristics, but as lords of a certain layer of the Endless Abyss, the ecological niche of Demon Lords is at the same level as that of the Devil Duke. They also possess the most basic instinct to seek profit and avoid harm, and insidious and cunning are synonymous with these guys.

The two demon lords knew that their armies were already caught in an unstoppable two-front war. If at this time even the two of them were caught in a fight to the death, then the other opponents on the battlefield would profit from their losses. They would not put all their strength into it until they really started fighting each other.

In addition, Ogus, the undead demon lord, has not appeared on the front battlefield, but his undead magic is extremely dangerous. If he is not careful, he may severely damage his army. Zariel has to guard against these three powerful demon lords. Although the situation on the battlefield is relatively clear now, it is precisely because of this that she cannot leave at this critical moment.

Zariel was thinking, she was thinking quickly about what to do next.

Contact the other devil legions left there? No, only the 69th Legion had a communication crystal that could directly contact her, but the 69th Legion had not issued a warning to her until now, which could only mean that the legions over there had either been controlled or wiped out. Contacting them at this time would probably be useless and would more likely alert them and make them realize that she had already taken countermeasures.

Send the legions to check? No, apart from the nine legions she deliberately left there, the nearest legion was more than 50 miles away. The army could not reach that place in a short time, and the ordinary army was completely unable to deal with Narcissus. In this case.

"Mizolla, Florenza, Karak."

Karak, who was slaughtering demons below, heard this message that went straight to her soul. She smashed the head of a charging Bagula demon into its stomach with a hammer, and then immediately turned to look at Zariel in the sky.

The female Cambiones named Mizola and Florence also heard Zariel's call. They were not in the front-line battle sequence, so they soon came to Zariel's side accompanied by the light of teleportation.

As a Tiefling, Karak did not have the teleportation ability unique to Cambion. After hearing Zariel's call, Karak just groaned, and then quickly withdrew from the front-line battle sequence, letting others take his place. Then he was passively teleported in front of Zariel, maintaining his flying state with the help of the magic props on his body, and then reluctantly bowed to her and greeted her.

Zariel noticed this, but time was urgent and she had no time to teach her pet a lesson. At this time, Zariel showed her decisive side and immediately assigned them their respective tasks after the three arrived.

"I'm going to give you a task. The city I pulled down from the main material plane a while ago seems to have had problems. Something quite unexpected happened there. Someone released one of my prisoners, and the legion there also seems to have problems. I need you to find out what happened there, stop the abnormal movements there, and finally put the prisoner back into the cage for me."

"Yes, Master Zariel!*2"

"Yes, my lord."

The two Cambions bowed their heads humbly and listened carefully to the tasks that Zariel had given them. Although Karak kept the same posture as them, it was clear from her tone that she didn't want to get involved in this matter. No, to be more precise, she didn't want to work for Zariel at all! "Karak, my child, it's not rational to anger me at this time. Unless you want me to take your heart out again, you'd better control your temper."

"...Yes, Master Zariel."

Under Zariel's gaze that could burn the souls of others, Karak had to temporarily succumb to her, stiffly straightened his posture, lowered his eyes, and dared not look her in the eye.

Having spent eight full years in hell, and having suffered countless tortures every time she resisted, she knew clearly how terrifying the monster in front of her was.

Although it was difficult to say, Zariel did leave an incomparable impression on her. She was afraid of Zariel, and she was afraid of him to the core.

"Good, that's the way it should be, Karak."

Zariel lifted Karak's chin with his finger, forcing her to look into those burning eyes.

"You know, I have always had high expectations of you, not only because my blood once flowed in your veins, but also because you are the only unique creature that can survive such a brutal transformation."

"Your power is dazzling, Karak, but I hope it can release more light... release more light for me."

The raging fire burned Karak, causing tears to flow from her eyes involuntarily, which were then quickly dried up by the high temperature. This staring match lasted for several seconds before Zariel finally let go of Karak.

"Very well, let's go."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zariel immediately mobilized all the authority that belonged to her and teleported the three people in front of her to the Styx Overlook River thousands of miles away in an instant. When the three people arrived at their destination, all they saw was a devastated battlefield.

No matter they were devils or demons, most of the creatures had been smashed into a pulp by five giant chains that fell from the sky. No, not five, the sixth chain had already started to fall down, and most of the fortress below had been destroyed by this thing!
The surviving demons seemed to have no idea what was going on. They blindly rushed into the damaged fortress, instinctively venting their desire for destruction. On the devil's side, Karak and his party only saw a large number of flying troops flying towards the city in the sky.

They were still some distance away from the battlefield, which made them feel a strong positive energy! The little devils and thorn demons that flew over were like moths to a flame, and they were burned to ashes in the instant they passed.

The sharp-eyed Karak even saw a relatively intact corpse falling from the sky. It was the remains of an ice demon. Unfortunately, Karak still had some impression of that guy. That guy seemed to be the commander of the 83rd Legion, Cold Wind Soros.

If I remember correctly, that guy is already considered one of the high-end fighters in Hell. Although he is a little bit behind a legendary warrior in terms of strength and fame, he is still considered a strong man. But now the body of this strong man is about to fall into the ground!
"Ha, it looks like 'Mommy Zariel' is in real trouble."

(End of this chapter)