Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 368: The Hell Trio

Watching the tragic scene happening below, Karak felt almost no emotion in his heart. Instead, he instinctively gloated over the misfortune.

This reaction is actually normal. After all, she never thought that her place would be a bad place like hell.

"Hey, Karak, even though we have a good relationship and we are now so far away from Master Zariel, I can't pretend I didn't hear what you just said."

Cambion, who had red skin, broad bat wings, wore fine half-body armor, and had a gorgeous rapier hanging from his waist, said to Karak with a smile.

She is Florence, a legendary wandering swordsman with a professional level of 17. She has a bad personality and a damn sense of humor that only belongs to the devil. But if Karak still has someone who can be called a friend in hell, it is probably only the person in front of him.

"Go ahead and tell on me, Flo, and I'll knock your head off."

Hearing Zariel's name, Karak trembled in fear, but she still kept up a face and seemed to be saying one thing and doing another. Florence noticed her strangeness, and her funny look made her laugh. Just when she was about to say a few more words to tease Karak.

"Fro! Don't forget our business! Karak! You are still so uneducated! Open your eyes and look at what is in front of you! I don't know what you two are thinking now, but if this city is really out of the control of Lord Zariel, then we can all choose a good position in the Soul Coffin in advance!"

The speaker was a beautiful Cambion with lavender skin, wearing a gorgeous silk robe, and four straight and sharp horns on her head hung with gold jewelry.

Her name is Mizora, a powerful hell mage with a professional level of 18, and the main person in charge of this operation. She, Florence, and Karak are among the top officers under Zariel. They all know each other, but there is no comradeship among devils, so the relationship between her and the other two is not good at all.

Needless to say, Karak. Mizola has always disliked this Tiefling who is not even a devil, has no education at all, and came from some remote place. But Flor Rencha, the veteran under Zariel, actually behaved so laxly at this time!

"Everyone, cheer up! The situation here may be far more complicated than we can imagine. I originally thought that our biggest enemy on this trip should be the prisoner who escaped accidentally, but now it seems that our opponent may not be that simple."

The sporadic battle fluctuations that broke out above the city not far away made Mizora more certain of this guess. Before teleporting them here, Zariel used his mind to tell Mizora and his party some of the information and guesses.

She knew that the biggest target to be suppressed on this trip was an alien god servant named Narcissus. Mizora originally thought that this would be an easy job. After all, according to the intelligence, the alien god servant had just escaped. According to common sense, such a short time was not enough for him to recover from his injuries. However, looking at the huge destruction in front of her, Mizora could not help but begin to doubt the authenticity of the intelligence.

"Well, you are right. Now is not the time to joke. It seems that just as Master Zariel expected, some unexpected changes have taken place here. Mizora, who do you think caused all this to happen? Demons? Humans? Or maybe our former..."

Florence didn't finish her words, but Mizora knew who she was talking about. Who else could it be other than Bell, the former Grand Duke of Avernus and now Zariel's chief lieutenant? The demons had no brains, they couldn't come up with such a plan, and they definitely couldn't release angels to cause trouble. The human side was completely crippled by the previous attack and could only survive. Only Bell had both the ability and the reason to intervene at this time to disgust Zariel, and the reason he did all this was definitely to return to the position of Grand Duke of Hell.

"Fighting demons is the greatest duty of the entire hell. Even Bell can't hinder Zariel in this regard. But facing this city, which Zariel planned for 50 years to drag into hell, Bell has no more concerns about dealing with it."

"As long as Zariel's plan fails, her prestige and status in Hell will naturally decrease, and in turn, Bell's reputation will be improved. For him, this is a good deal with huge profits."

Mizola felt that this was the most likely guess, with an accuracy rate of over 80%. However, before obtaining solid evidence, it would be useless even if everyone knew that Bell did it.

"Let's go. While there are still two chains that have not been cut, let's go to the last chain. Whoever is so bold as to dare to snatch Zariel's spoils will naturally be determined at that time."

After he finished speaking, Mizora immediately made a hand seal, and with the flash of hellfire, the three of them ignored the other devils who were fighting bloody battles, and instantly teleported to the last chain in the northwest corner.

According to the plan, they will wait there for the culprit of everything. Mizora will use powerful hell magic to set up traps in advance and confine him to the ground, and then Florentza will directly launch a sneak attack. If the enemy can withstand their two moves and has not lost the ability to fight, then Karak will directly take over.

Although she looked down on Karak, Mizora had to admit that this country tiefling, Little New, was indeed one of the strongest warriors she had ever seen. Zariel's Hellfire transformation and cutting-edge mechanical enhancements for her had made her already strong fighting ability achieve a qualitative leap.

The top wizard, the top warrior and the top assassin, such a configuration is perfect, Mizola thought so. Although they still don't know who the enemy is, Mizola firmly believes that if the three of them can cooperate properly, even if the enemy is a demigod, Mizola dares to fight it, but.

Mizora cast her eyes on Karak. Ever since he came to this city, his face had been covered with strange expressions. She could tell what Karak was thinking at a glance. Look at this poor little fool. He was almost moved to tears just by looking at the houses built by mortals. Could it be that these mortal buildings reminded her of her old home? Would this guy want to take advantage of the chaos and escape back?

"Don't stand there in a daze, Karak. Get ready. Don't let your mind wander at this time. If you dare to have any inappropriate thoughts at this time, oh, yes, I know you are a fool, but even a fool wouldn't be stupid enough to commit suicide."

"Mizolla, you damned bastard!"

"Well, before you start yelling, I still want to advise you to make a rational choice, Karak. Don't force me to wave my hand and send you back to Master Zariel. Although I am personally happy to do so, if your stupid behavior delays Master Zariel's plan, hehe."

“…You don’t need to remind me.”

(End of this chapter)