Magic Industrial Age.

Chapter 529-527: The Hellish Steel Legion (Please Subscribe)
Loyd admitted that the longer he sat in this position, the more his thoughts, his style of doing things, and even his principles of conduct had changed.

If this were in the past, when he was still in Auckland, he probably wouldn't have even considered reconciling with the three major coalition leaders.
Not to mention continuing to do business with them!
Back then, he was young, energetic, and couldn't stand being mistreated!

If you really encounter something like that, you'll completely turn against them. Even if you can't reach them, you'll still find a way to splatter blood on their face.

But now?

He was already a successful lord and merchant. He understood that war served politics, and he also learned to compromise and be patient.

Political creatures, after all, must prioritize their own interests; personal honor, disgrace, joy, and anger must never influence their judgment of the situation.

To be honest, Luo Yi didn't really like this feeling, always feeling it was too hypocritical, but he also knew it was necessary.

Even now, he finds it difficult to judge whether the final victory will belong to the Empire or the Allied Forces.

Although the empire is powerful and its magical machinery is more suitable for large-scale warfare, the feudal civilization has survived for so many years and its profound heritage is unimaginable!
Putting everything else aside, even now, Luo Yi still doesn't know how many legends are behind the coalition.
I have no idea what their bottom line is.
If one day they truly no longer care about the damage to the planes, and legends begin to fight on the front lines, then it will be a completely different story!
Of course, while the allied forces were powerful, the empire behind them was equally mysterious and unpredictable.

Leaving aside the Hohenzollern family, there's also the mysterious Royal Society, the unassuming Church of the Seven...

All of these factors should not be underestimated.

Therefore, the future is shrouded in mist and cannot be clearly seen.

Therefore, Luo Yi's route for ordering flowers has always been very clear.

First of all, I am very strong, so strong that anyone who messes with me should be prepared to break their teeth.

Secondly, I remain neutral.

No matter who comes, as long as they abide by my rules, I am willing to do business with you, engage in fair trade, and settle accounts on a cash-and-goods basis.

Only by being assertive without offending either side can one go further in the face of future changes.

Therefore, when Grand Duke Carlisle arrived, he finally accepted the reconciliation; the past was the past, and only the present mattered.

Children talk about right and wrong; adults only care about interests. That's probably the case.

Of course, Loy also had to admit that he coveted the hidden knowledge and heritage of these ancient countries.

He agreed to Grand Duke Carlisle's demands, but the price the allied forces would have to pay was far more than just wealth.

When wealth accumulates to a certain level, it becomes just numbers. What Luo Yi needs now are things that wealth cannot buy.

For example, recipes for high-level potions, the legacy of alchemy, legendary cultivation methods, precious magical inheritances, powerful combat techniques for natural disasters, and hidden knowledge about beyond planes...

And what Loy wanted most: the secret sacred technique!

Previously, Roy had gained some spoils from the Allied Forces, which he used to open a large library.
Ms. Palacios is currently soaking in it and doesn't want to come out unless absolutely necessary.

To be fair, those were all common, handwritten copies of well-known secret knowledge, not particularly valuable.

Even the sacred techniques they gave to Luo Yi were the worst of the sacred techniques; they didn't even bring out the truly good ones.

But this time, it's different!

This time, Luo Yi wants the core inheritance, the most precious knowledge, the most secret ancient books, and the best secret sacred techniques.

Although he hasn't yet achieved legendary status, Luo Yi can already be considered a legendary powerhouse.

Every legend needs a foundation of its own, and what Luo Yi is doing now is to accumulate enough foundation for himself.

Even though Grand Duke Carlisle was prepared, he was still terrified by Lloyd's outrageous demands.

However, he was actually confident that the coalition high command would agree; given the situation, they had no choice but to agree.

Even so, he couldn't make a decision; he had to report, ask for instructions, and wait for the results.

Therefore, at 3:00 AM on February 23, 316 of the New Divine Calendar, after reaching a basic agreement, Grand Duke Carlisle departed again on his elven flower boat.

This time, it was Loy who took him to the banks of the Ruhr River. Watching the boat disappear into the night, he couldn't help but smile.

Although it may seem like taking advantage of someone's misfortune, if it succeeds, the Raymond family will truly have the foundation of a legendary family.

Looking across the Old World, they were already capable of establishing their own independent nation and ascending to the throne as kings.

In a sense, a duchy is a legend with a shallow foundation, capable only of creating a grand ducal family. A king, on the other hand, is the standard for a legendary family.

Of course, negotiations aside, the Verdun battlefield would not change because of this secret negotiation.
What needs to continue will continue.

However, at Verdun's third line of defense, the Empire no longer faced abyssal demons, but instead the legions of hell.

Yes, the abyss demons have just left, and now the infernal demons from the nine layers of hell have arrived.

If demons are chaos, evil, madness, and bloodlust, then devils are even more cunning, treacherous, and dangerous.

They are an evil order, constantly plotting betrayal and insubordination, yet they are also the most disciplined.

In the multiverse, they are just as infamous as the demons of the abyss, but they are more powerful and troublesome than the demons.

Asmodius, the lord of the nine layers of hell, firmly controls them. Whether it is the Eight Demon Generals or the lords of each layer of hell, they are all as submissive as lambs before him.

Of course, this lord of hell is indeed terrifying.

He was once a god, who fell and sank into the abyss, yet He abhorred the disorder and chaos of demons.

Therefore, after careful planning, He forcibly tore nine planes from the bottomless abyss and separated them, thus creating the nine layers of Bartholomew's Hell.

While the demons in the hell He planned and designed are still evil, they are most particular about order.

Of course, because of this incident, Asmodeus provoked his most terrifying opponent, the Will of the Abyss.

All the demon kings understood one thing: if any demon could breach Bathor's Hell and sever the head of Amostils, the lord of Hell...
The reward would likely be enough to give birth to the first true Abyss Ruler in the Abyss.

Unfortunately, countless demon kings coveted it, but could never achieve it.

However, the feud between the abyss demons and the hellish devils has been established, and they will fight to the death whenever they meet.

The endless bloodbath on the Wanyuan Plain, the first layer of the abyss, originated here.

The eight demon generals stationed in the first layer of Hell by Aphrodite were actually set up to deal with the bloody battle in the abyss.

The eight great demons are all skilled warriors who are directly responsible to the Lord of Hell and have the authority to directly mobilize troops and allocate resources from various levels of Hell.

Of course, this time the allied forces did not invite one of the Eight Demon Generals, but rather the second ruler of the city of Dis, Grand Duke Disbart.

And its Hellsteel Legion.

This time, the allied forces did not wait until halfway through the war to issue the call to arms, but rather completed the task in advance.

The chaos of demons lies in their lack of military discipline. If they are summoned without a clear enemy, they may very well start fighting.

Therefore, it is only when one is on the battlefield that one can be summoned and the enemy can be identified.

But the Hell Legion was orderly and could wait, so the Allied forces withdrew all their soldiers from Verdun's third line of defense early on, leaving it to the Hell Demons.

Then, at the very back of the third line of defense, the torn spatial rift was propped open by pillars of skulls, through which one could see glimpses of hell.

It was a burning steel city, the red heat of hellfire reflected within the charred steel walls, and a thick plume of smoke rose slowly, forming a vast black fog that obscured the entire area.

In the heart of the city stands an iron tower.

It can be seen from every part of Dis, because it towers there, piercing through the haze of the layers.

The Eiffel Tower always appears to be shimmering, and it changes its materials and architectural style.

This is the residence of Grand Duke Disbart, the ruler of the second level of Hell.

He knew that countless demons coveted His head, power, and authority, so He rarely left the Iron Tower.

Unless it is a summons from the great Lord of Hell, Asmodeus.

Beneath the iron tower, one could see countless hellish demons, armed with standard weapons, marching in perfect unison through the spatial rift to the battlefield.

They advanced in an orderly fashion, lined up in an orderly fashion, and then made preparations for battle in an orderly fashion.

When the Imperial army was preparing to resume the battle and break through the third line of defense, they were shocked to find that they were now facing a fully prepared Hellfire Steel Legion.

(End of this chapter)