A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

There is no doubt that the King's Landing Tourney is regarded by players as a stage specially set up for themselves to demonstrate their strength.

In just two or three days, the natives who had come all the way from all corners of Westeros to become famous were mercilessly eliminated by the fierce players.

Among them, the more dangerous jousting and team competitions resulted in a large number of injuries and bloody deaths almost every day.

Especially elite players with higher levels have often begun to master skills such as cleave, mastered critical attack, mastered shield attack, combat reflexes, jump attacks, and various weapon specializations.

Even unedged iron or wooden weapons can exert unimaginable lethality in their hands.

Some unlucky ones even had their eyes inserted directly through the slits in their helmets, and then screamed and died on the spot.

You must know that players have no mercy.

Ever since they learned that the game mechanism is "kill monsters and upgrade", when they saw ants while walking, they wanted to step on them to see if the experience card slot would increase a little.

What's even more terrifying is that since players came to King's Landing in large numbers, the rats that were originally infested were killed and almost disappeared in a very short period of time.

Just because some guy figured out that killing rats gives you a very small amount of experience points.

The rats were in such a miserable state, not to mention the other animals, that basically there was no grass growing anywhere they passed.

The gangs in the city that were originally composed of local hooligans and had a mafia-like nature originally wanted to extort a sum of money from these outsiders.

As a result, they just provoked a team of players, injured and killed several of their members, and were besieged by hundreds of players that night.

The blood-curdling screams, wails, and pleas for mercy lasted the entire night.

The next morning, the people living around and the golden robes who came to clean up the mess were shocked by the cruel and violent scene they saw. Many people covered their mouths and began to vomit.

The several leaders of this group were all impaled with slender wooden stakes and hung in the most conspicuous place at the door.

There is basically not much intact skin left on their bodies, and the bloody scene and the traces left by a large number of tortures can make people have nightmares for several months.

The most craziest thing is that these poor people who have been tortured all night are still alive. The wooden stakes inserted from the lower body almost avoided all the vital points, and the perpetrators are suspected of stopping the bleeding, bandaging and some kind of treatment (God). technique).

Anyone who is not a fool can see that the reason why they are allowed to live is to let them taste more pain before death as revenge.

Obviously, the players made such a move to vent their anger.

The reason is also very simple. After they die, they will be resurrected in the Floating City of Plantia.

After his resurrection, he couldn't come to King's Landing immediately. He had to start from Pentos on the other side of the sea, and he didn't even have a single self-defense weapon or equipment before returning to the team.

In desperation, they could only contact the player teams who stayed in Pantos, borrow some money and equipment from them, and then take a merchant ship to King's Landing.

The time, energy, money spent and favors owed back and forth are huge.

Therefore, the players in King's Landing discussed it and immediately decided to kill the chickens and scare the monkeys, and give these gangs who did not know life or death a little shame.

As a result, in the next few days, they continued to take the initiative and uprooted almost all the gangsters and gangs in the city, killing more than a thousand people in one go.

This directly caused the security situation in King's Landing, which was originally chaotic and crime-prone, to rise several notches in an instant.

Of course, such unscrupulous killing by players has naturally caused dissatisfaction among many vested interest groups.

Especially the Golden Robe, who has close contacts with gang forces and even serves as its protective umbrella. At the beginning, he wanted to deal a thunderous blow to this group of outsiders.

But soon, Janos Slynt, the supreme commander of this army, changed his attitude and strictly prohibited his subordinates from making any malicious actions against the players.

As for the reason...

Naturally, when he got up one morning, he found the bloody head of his most beloved war horse lying on the bedside. He was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.

Moreover, I suffered from severe insomnia for two consecutive weeks and could not sleep well at all. I often dreamed of being killed silently.

You don't need to ask to know that the player who did this must be a "Godfather" fan.

After cleaning up the original gang forces in King's Landing, a guy named Nex who had been a part of the modern gangsters saw the opportunity and took the initiative to stand up and unite about three mages, five bards, fifteen warriors, and more than thirty Several thieves formed a guild called "Shadow", and quickly filled the power vacuum caused by previous killings through threats, intimidation, assassination, bribery and other means.

Not only that!

These players headed by him gave up their original idea of ​​becoming mercenaries and began to develop in another direction.

With the cooperation of a large number of thieves and a small number of mages and bards, they quickly found out many rumors, secrets and private conversations among nobles, and sorted them out and sold them to other players or local indigenous people at high prices.

Both Varys and Petyr Baelish were highly vigilant against this sudden intelligence organization.

But unfortunately, these two conspirators seriously lack the force at hand and are no match for the ruthless players.

After just a few rounds of fighting, the players had captured all the "little birds" of the Octopus Spider, and most of them quickly chose to work for the new "master" under coercion and inducement.

As for the brothels and prostitutes controlled by Littlefinger, their business has also plummeted under the dimensionality reduction attack of the players.

After all, compared with the various temptations, performances and ways of playing in modern society on earth, the pornographic service industry in this world is still too primitive and too backward.

In addition to opening casinos, taverns, hotels and sex service venues, this group of players has also reached out to smuggling, which is extremely profitable and risky.

Unlike those "traditional gangs" that traditionally rely on oppressing outsiders and poor people to extract money, they can be said to be very good to the poor within their control.

Not only will they proactively maintain order and crack down on violent crimes and petty theft, they will also provide jobs for the people at the bottom, repair their houses, and give the elderly and children who are unable to work a free meal a day, which may not look very good, but can satisfy their hunger. meal.

This move undoubtedly won the support of the poor at the bottom of society, and they even regarded him as a savior. He did his best to provide him with some information he knew, and spread it as an informant on the streets.

King Robert and Prime Minister Ned may not necessarily know about any trouble in King's Landing, but Shadow is definitely aware of it.

With a modern management model, Shadow can accurately count the number of ships calling at the port every day, the number of crew members, where they come from, what kind of goods they bring, how much they sell for, what kind of goods they bought before leaving, and the market Changes in prices of various commodities, etc.

If they wanted, they could also control prices to a certain extent so that a certain ship couldn't sell anything here or buy supplies.

When those traders encounter trouble, they will immediately go to the leaders of the "shadow" organization and ask them to seek justice for them, instead of those extremely corrupt golden robes that have long since rotted from the roots.

Countless people are proud to kiss the red magic ring on Nex's hand, viewing it as a symbol of social status.

Gradually, this Shadow Guild, established by players and serving as the core backbone, became a veritable huge shadow hanging over the entire King's Landing.

Even when the Golden Robes search for wanted criminals, they must first ask the Shadow Guild for instructions, otherwise their people will disappear inexplicably soon after entering a street.

There are also nursery rhymes circulating that the king sitting on the Iron Throne is just a puppet and Nex is the real master of King's Landing.

The diary responsible for monitoring the behavior of players in this world, after reading the rapid rise of the Shadow Guild from beginning to end, couldn't help but sigh: "They are indeed special talents selected after strict screening. They are really more punishing than the others." .Isadora, is this guy named Nex a felon who died under shooting?"

"No, the thing that caused his death was not a gun, but an electric chair. By the way, when he was sentenced to death, he was burdened with forty confirmed first-degree murders and more than a hundred unconfirmed murders. Fifteen bank robberies, hundreds of burglaries, illegal operations of brothels and underground casinos, and more than 1,500 gang members under his control."

The mastermind Isadora directly reported the player's "brilliant" record during his lifetime through psychic powers.

"What?! How did such a scumbag get chosen?"

The diary was stunned for a moment.

He simply couldn't believe that Zuo Si, who had always hated violent crimes, would actually allow the soul of such a person to enter the player group.

Mastermind Isadora answered without thinking: "The criteria for selection have nothing to do with good or evil. They are mainly judged by ability and whether they are inclined to be lawful.

Although Nex did all kinds of evil, the people who died at his hands were basically drug dealers, gang members, police officers and killers who collected illegal money.

Moreover, his abilities are very outstanding, and he is extremely strict when managing his subordinates, strictly prohibiting them from harassing ordinary civilians, showing a strong sense of lawfulness.

So it’s not a big surprise that he ended up being picked.

There are many similar special talents in the player group, and they will show their unique talents as long as they are given the opportunity. "

"Okay, now I finally know why these guys have no mental barriers at all when they are killing and torturing their enemies.

It turns out that it is not entirely the result of the weakening of pain and nerve stimulation, but also partly because they have long been accustomed to all this.

If you don't mind, can you tell me how high the proportion of such ruthless people among the player base is? "

Diary touched his chin and asked with interest.

"Among the current player base, people like Nex account for almost one-fifth of the total, and most of them are soldiers or soldiers who suffer from battlefield syndrome, especially those who are crazy about fighting and killing addiction. Mercenaries. Real normal people account for less than half. According to Soth’s plan, the proportion of ordinary people will slowly increase in the future.”

Mastermind Isadora gave the answer without thinking.

As more and more new mind flayers donate their brains, her psychic abilities are increasing at an unimaginable rate.

Now it is even possible to directly delete the brains of tens of thousands of intelligent beings, turning them into a walking zombie with no memory, no personality, and no subjective consciousness.

As for the number of connected players, it has also been increased to more than 100,000.

There is no doubt that the current mastermind Isadora has far surpassed most of the mind flayer masterminds in Faerûn in terms of power level.

In particular, having her consciousness spread out, processing information sent back by thousands of players at the same time, and maintaining the operation of two virtual worlds made her embark on a completely different path in the development of psychic powers.

"The proportion of normal people is less than half? Oh my God! It seems that I have to observe a moment of silence for the indigenous people of this world, especially the nobles and slave owners."

Diary couldn't help but hold his forehead, as if he had seen the horrific scene of killing heads and rivers of blood.

He has no doubt that players have the power to completely destroy the existing order of the world.

Because they have immortality and professional levels, they have now shown overwhelming power.

The Shadow Guild founded by Nex, the noble knight who was beaten to the point of discarding his armor in the tourney, and the thieves who used the Red Castle where the royal family lived as a public toilet, all came and went as they pleased. No longer proves this.

What's even worse is that this advantage will become bigger and bigger as the kills and levels increase.

When a certain critical point is exceeded, the entire world may be completely destroyed, or it may be forcibly turned into a colony that provides unlimited resources.

“There really should be a moment of silence.

Because not long ago, the players in Slaver's Bay had just formed an alliance and started frantically hunting the Unsullied in and around Astapor City.

In just a few days, the number of deaths in the latter reached thousands.

Several good masters (the self-proclaimed names of big slave owners) were also killed in their own homes.

Now the entire Astapor is in chaos, almost falling into anarchy. "

The mastermind Isadora reported a big news made by the players in a meaningful tone.

"Hunting the Unsullied? Why! Aren't they planning to liberate the slaves?" The diary raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

The mastermind Isadora responded with a smile: "Because a small group among them discovered that killing the Unsullied who have undergone strict training can get a very high experience bonus.

So he immediately changed his strategy and planned to kill all the Unsullied in the entire Astapor without leaving a single one behind.

Under the various poisonings, assassinations, and surprise attacks by these mad dog players, even the most perfect, fearless, and disciplined warriors in the world have now fallen into panic.

After all, they may not be afraid of swords, spears, and arrows, but they are in awe of incomprehensible magical powers.

Some businessmen and civilians are even willing to provide information and donate property to them, just to ensure that they will not be implicated.

The actual average level of the team that has killed the most Unsullied people now has reached LV7.

If all the more than 8,000 Unsullied and those soldiers undergoing training were killed, their average level would most likely reach around LV12. "

"Are you massacring the city in order to gain experience points and improve your professional level? This is really a typical behavior pattern of the fourth natural disaster."

The corners of Diary's mouth twitched slightly.

Only at this moment did he realize how terrifying those game operations that he thought were very common would be to the indigenous people if they were moved to reality.

Just as the two of them were talking, in a mansion belonging to a good owner in Astapor City, a small group of thirty players had just ended a fierce battle.

Although almost all of them were injured, and several of their companions died together with the enemy in the fierce battle, and now they have returned to the Floating City of Plantia to be reborn, the result of the battle was to kill ten times as many Unsullied as themselves.

At present, hundreds of corpses in this mansion were piled randomly in the open space in the yard, and the blood that flowed out even completely dyed the ground black and red.

A large number of flies and birds descended from the sky, enjoying this feast of nature's gifts.

In contrast, the slaves who originally served their masters were lying on the ground shivering in the most humble posture, not daring to raise their heads to look at these vicious evil stars.

You must know that since the birth of Astapor, such a bad event has never happened.

Even the Unsullied ones they were proud of shrank in front of these few but elite, fierce and life-threatening lunatics.

What is even more incomprehensible to the slaves is that these madmen were obviously seriously injured and some of their companions died, but their faces were filled with joy from the bottom of their hearts, as if they had a morbid obsession with fighting and killing. Same.

"Hahahaha! I really made a lot of money this time! More than three hundred Unsullied, as well as some other mercenaries and guards."

"Yes! If we continue like this, when we kill all the Unsullied, Good Lords and mercenaries in the entire city of Astapor, we will definitely be able to rise above LV100 (virtual level)."

"Not only the professional level, but also the property in this mansion."

"In my opinion, it's enough to free a bunch of slaves. Let's just kill all the cities around Slaver's Bay, like Meereen and Yunkai."

"Don't be ridiculous. We still need to establish rule here, recruit troops, and let the residents here continue to create value. The reason for killing the Unsullied is because they give the most experience points. And they cannot be recruited through normal methods at all, and the training methods are too People who are anti-human should not exist in this world. Death is not a pain for them, but a kind of relief."

"By the way, how are the guys who accidentally died in the battle doing now?"

"They have all been resurrected in the floating city and have now arrived in Pentos through the portal. If nothing else happens, they should arrive on a merchant ship together with the brothers who died before."

"OK! Pack up the loot! Let's retreat immediately!"

"What about the slaves?"

"Go and ask them if they are willing to come with us. If they are willing, then take them with you. If not, just stay."

"The businessman who provided the information this time is very good. Remember to give him more benefits."

"Don't worry! When have I ever been stingy in this area? Seriously, don't you think this game is too real?"

"Yes! Especially those businessmen, as long as we are willing to give them enough benefits, they will not mind selling out the interests of their city at all."

"After all, this is high-tech three hundred years in the future. There are even intelligent bionic robots in Infinite City. It's normal for the NPCs in the game to be smarter."

"That's right. I really like this world more and more."

…

With the players talking in low voices, the entire mansion was quickly ransacked.

As for the slaves, without exception, they all chose to escape with the murderers who killed their masters.

Because they have no second choice.

If he stayed, when other good masters learned of this, they would definitely kill and bury all the surviving slaves.

Of course, Zuo Si obviously had no idea about the big commotion caused by the players in the world of Song of Ice and Fire.

He was currently observing the teammates who were about to embark on the journey to the abyss through Davian's eyes, and even directly took over the latter's body.

"Long time no see, dear Mr. Soth. On behalf of the church, I would like to express my deep gratitude for your participation in the rescue operation of the goddess. Here, this thing is [Shadow Energy Core]. I think you should have your own way to carry it. .”

The top leader of the Woking Church, Sarangda O'Ream, pointed to the black sphere floating in mid-air with a diameter of about 1.5 meters in the room.

The raw energy inadvertently released from the cracks in the latter, as well as the piercing sound that bursts out in the air from time to time, all prove its danger.

If you look at it purely from its appearance, there is no doubt that it is the power source of the floating city - Mythra's Core.

But the difference is that this thing seemed to be broken when it fell from the sky, and it accidentally absorbed the energy of the Shadow Magic Network.

Or perhaps the arcanists at that time wanted to transfer the floating city to the shadow plane, but as soon as they completed the connection of the core part, the floating city crashed to the ground.

In order to confirm his suspicion, Zuo Si controlled Davian's body and walked straight to the [Shadow Energy Core], reaching out his hand to touch the cold outer wall.

moment!

An astonishing amount of energy surged out of the crack, accompanied by unstable and violent vibrations.

Fortunately, Davian already had a self-combusting spark in his body, so he quickly sucked this energy in, avoiding possible explosions and chaotic magic fluctuations.

Just when Zuo Si was about to take his hand back, he suddenly heard a strange whisper in his ears.

"Kill-kill-kill! Kill everything that's alive!"

"Darkness will surely come! The world will return to the silence before the resurrection of all things!"

"Energy! Give me your energy! I'm going to suck you dry!"

Because these voices all use an extremely ancient and unfamiliar language, and are extremely vague and mixed with some creepy roars, even Zuo Si, who has a rich reserve of knowledge, can only understand a very small part of them.

And he himself didn't notice that when these whispers mixed with energy poured into his body, Davian's right hand was completely wrapped in a black tangible substance, and three pairs of eyes could still be vaguely seen.

One pair is extremely crazy, the other pair reveals coldness and darkness, and the last pair is naked greed.

The terrifying sight immediately aroused the vigilance of the rest of the team.

Xinbu, who was also chosen by the Magic Goddess, suddenly released a ball of silver fire, directly knocking Davian controlled by Zuo Si away from the [Shadow Energy Core], and then asked loudly: "Hey! Are you okay?"

At this moment, Zuo Si finally came to his senses, looked at his arm that had returned to its original shape, and immediately pretended to be fine and responded: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine, I'm just interested in the huge energy generated by this thing. That’s all.”

"Are you sure? We just saw several pairs of eyes twinkling on your body."

Xinbu obviously didn't believe this statement.

"Haha, don't worry, it's just a trivial trouble, I can still handle it."

After saying this, Zuo Si ignored the reactions of others, took out his suitcase and stuffed the entire [Shadow Energy Core] inside.

Through the unusual whisper just now, he was basically sure that there must be some secrets that he didn't know hidden inside this energy core.

But now that the trip to the abyss is imminent, it is obviously not the time to go deeper.

So after it was installed, Zuo Si directly used teleportation magic to transfer the box to the Askatra Tower, and then nodded to Sarangda Olium to indicate that he was ready.

The latter didn't even say a word of nonsense, and immediately asked the high-level mage who spent a lot of money to open a portal to Avernus, the first level of hell.

To be precise, the portal leading to the Bronze Fortress.

This is the front line of the bloody battle, and it is also the place where demon armies and creatures from other planes tending to the lawful alignment gather.

It is different from the heavily guarded city that many people imagine. It is closer to an "international" super fortress city.

There are countless portals to other planes here.

The devils use their clever sophistry and inflammatory speeches to constantly attract allies to help them join the fight against the devil.

Sarangda O'Reum carefully took out a scroll with an evil aura engraved on it from her arms, handed it to Storm Queen Xinbu, and whispered: "This is what we are trying to do with Bayer, the lord of the first level of hell. Agreement reached by the Archduke.

With this agreement, you do not have to fulfill your obligation to fight in a bloody battle and can directly bypass the main battlefield and go to the Wanyuan Plain.

Be extra careful though, because I'm not sure if there are any unknown secrets, traps, or loopholes that can be exploited.

After arriving at the Bronze Fortress, never sign any agreement with those devils, let alone join any team. "

"I see, we are not the rookies who are going to hell for the first time and know what to do. Not to mention... one of us may be more cunning and dangerous than most devils."

While saying this, Xinbu glanced at Zuo Si out of the corner of his eye, and the implication was self-evident.

In this way, except for the half-demon thief who had not yet joined the team, the rest of the team members crossed the portal and arrived at the bronze fortress on the other side.

As the name suggests, this is a super fortress built almost entirely using bronze as the basic material, covering an area of ​​more than one hundred square kilometers.

If you look at it from a high altitude, you can see twelve giant concentric city walls, each of which is hundreds of meters high and has an astonishingly powerful war machine erected on it.

Countless lemures, imps, and soul shells work as hard workers to build, repair, and maintain it day and night.

The low-level devil legions that were about to be sent to the bloody battlefield, under the control and leadership of the high-level devils, set off from the city gate one after another to join this flesh-and-blood millstone with a horrifyingly low survival rate.

Someone once calculated that out of every 10,000 devils sent to a bloody battle, less than a hundred could survive the first battle.

The survival rate for the second bloody battle will suddenly drop to five or even less.

Therefore, all devils who can survive the cruel and never-ending war will, without exception, be promoted and complete promotions that may take decades or even hundreds of years to achieve in other jobs.

This is true even for the devils who have always had an advantage in battle damage ratio, not to mention the chaotic devils.

Once on the bloody battlefield, not even the abyss lord can guarantee that he will survive.

With such a terrifying intensity of war, if it were a mortal race, it would have collapsed long ago.

But for demons and devils, this has become an indispensable part of their lives, as normal as breathing.

The moment everyone just set foot on the land of hell, a hell fiend who was recruiting cannon fodder suddenly flew over from a distance, looked at the team members with his playful eyes, and after a full minute, he said: "Interesting! How interesting! A group of gods' chosen ones actually came to the Bronze Fortress. If you don't mind, can you tell me your purpose?"

"We have an agreement with Duke Bayer, you'd better not make any crooked ideas."

Xinbu issued a warning while handing over the parchment scroll in his hand.

Although in the eyes of many mortals, top devils like the Hell Fiend are absolutely invincible.

But in front of this team that specially went to the third realm to rescue the goddess of wealth Wo Jin, it was just a small trouble at best.

Anyone who stands up can easily play him until he can neither survive nor die.

Among them, Quill, the chosen one of the god of war Tempus and the legendary warrior, even unceremoniously pulled out the black two-handed giant sword on his back. His eyes revealed a bloodthirsty light that could start a killing spree at any time. .

The expression on the Hell Fiend's face suddenly changed, and he immediately summoned a bunch of low-level devils to stand in front of him. He carefully opened the scroll and read the terms on it word by word.

After reading them all, he immediately pursed his lips with a playful smile and said in a slightly exaggerated tone: "Ah! It turns out that you are all guests invited by His Excellency Archduke Bayer. Please allow me to apologize for my rudeness just now. Apologize.

However, although this agreement clearly states that you do not have to fulfill your obligation to participate in the bloody battle, it does not mean that you can avoid contributing to the order of the multiverse.

According to the newly promulgated Article 453,629 of the Hell Code, which is recorded in Chapter 16 and Section 24, all those who want to go to other places through the Bronze Fortress must Do something or complete a task before you can leave freely.

so……

I advise you not to resist.

Because this is a bronze castle, even if you are strong enough to kill me and my men, can you still kill the thousands of hell fiends and other high-level devils entrenched here? "

"Damn it! I knew that agreement was useless."

Xinbu couldn't help but curse under his breath.

"How about leaving it to me?"

The muscles all over Quill's body began to tighten and become congested with blood. Some invisible energy was flowing through his body, making his eyes appear blood red.

Just when he was about to rush out, Purple Dragon Knight Bonita stopped him and solemnly warned: "Don't do anything here, otherwise we will be overwhelmed by countless devils."

"Then what do you think we should do?"

Quill rolled his eyes angrily, but put away his weapon.

"This situation is certainly subject to negotiation."

With that said, Bonita walked to the front of the team and asked the Pit Fiend directly: "What exactly do you want us to do?"

"Haha, of course I am asking you to help deal with a group of demon elites who are constantly hunting and destroying the logistics supply lines in the southeast of the Bronze Castle.

This group of bastards had killed a total of 1,500 devil reinforcements who came from other places to support the front line within ten days.

Weapons and armor capable of equipping an army of ten thousand men were also destroyed.

Duke Beyer had just issued a reward order not long ago. Whoever can solve them will be promoted and become the head of the entire logistics department.

I promise, as long as you kill these damn demons, I will give you a pass. "

The Hell Fiend calmly laid out the conditions.

Obviously, he wanted to use this powerful team in front of him to kill the enemy before other colleagues, and then take all the credit.

Using the authority at hand to coerce outsiders to do work for them is a very common trick in the devil's internal competition.

It's a pity that this hell fiend obviously made the wrong calculation.

Just when Bonita was about to agree, Zuo Si took out the emblem given to him by Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, from his pocket, waved it in front of this greedy guy, and then asked in a low voice. Said: "I think you should recognize what this is?"

The next second...

As if being stimulated by something, the Hell Fiend immediately began to tremble slightly.

Before the others in the team could react to what was happening, he knelt down on the ground with a plop and said in an extremely humble and slightly trembling voice: "Hug... I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you who came here, so I deserved it." Ten thousand deaths. Please give me another chance, no matter what you ask me to do, just don’t be demoted.”

There is no doubt that the Hell Fiend's arrogant and respectful reaction not only confused the team members, but also the demons who gathered around them were also confused about the situation.

But Zuo Si obviously didn't want to explain too much, and just slowly uttered one word from his mouth: "Get out!"

As a result, the former didn't even hesitate. He immediately put his head in his hands and rolled like a ball in front of everyone, disappearing at the end of the street at an extremely fast speed.

When the devils under him saw this, they all turned into birds and beasts and dispersed.

After all the demons had fled, the Purple Dragon Knight couldn't help but ask: "What did you show that hell fiend just now to make him so scared?"

"Nothing, just a trivial trick." Zuo Si responded with a smile.

"Soth! Did you sign some agreement with Hell?"

Xinbu was obviously the person who knew Zuo Si best in the team, and he guessed the truth right away.

"rest assured……"

Just when Zuo Si was about to explain a little, an oppressive figure suddenly appeared on the street out of thin air.

He is about four meters tall, with dark red skin and hair. He has a pair of huge and backward-curving horns on his forehead. His facial features are quite handsome even by elven standards. He is also wearing an extremely luxurious dark red robe. , one of his hands holds a scepter inlaid with a huge ruby.

The moment this figure appeared, all the devils in the entire Bronze Fortress seemed to realize something, and they all knelt on the ground to express the highest degree of respect and obedience to him.

Even Archduke Bayer, the first-level lord who was originally staying in the fortress at the center of the concentric circles, teleported over immediately and knelt down on one knee to kiss the footprints he walked.

You don't need to ask to know that this figure is none other than the undisputed Lord of Hell - Asmodeus.

"Soth-I think you owe us all an explanation!"

Xinbu's face was pale at this moment, and there was no trace of blood left.

Although she was impulsive and irritable, she was definitely not a fool. She could tell that the other party was targeting the young man next to her.

"Sorry, I may have to excuse myself for a while now, and I will give you a satisfactory explanation later."

After saying this, Zuo Si ignored the teammates around him who had different reactions and walked slowly forward.

The slight footsteps from both sides affected all the creatures in the entire bronze castle.

Finally, when they were less than one meter apart, Asmodeus stopped first and asked in a joyful tone: "My young friend, did you come here specifically to sign that agreement?"

"I may disappoint you. I didn't come to sign the agreement. I just happened to pass by." Zuo Si spread his hands in an innocent manner.

"Oh? Why don't you also sign the agreement? It won't waste much time to go to Nasus, the lowest level of hell, to sign an agreement from here. Believe me, no matter what the purpose of your trip is, it can be more Well, protect your soul." Asmodeus whispered seductively.

"There are so many people here, I think we should find a place where no one is around to talk. In fact, the reason why I was not in a hurry to sign the agreement is because I have prepared a special gift for the new level of hell that is about to be added. Some people are here. Something unheard of and unseen in this universe.”

After saying that, Zuo Si winked at the Lord of Hell.

Without saying a word, Asmodeus raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

moment!

The two of them disappeared from the Bronze Fortress without a trace.

"Your Majesty the Grand Duke! Who was... the mortal who was talking to Lord Asmodeus just now?"

A hell fiend got up from the ground and asked cautiously.

"how could I know!"

Bayer glared at the other party angrily, and his heart was filled with anxiety.

Because unlike other level lords, he has maintained the appearance of the Hell Fiend until now, instead of acquiring a unique form.

This means that the will of the plane does not recognize the identity and status of its lord, it is just the result of Asmodeus's forced promotion.

Zuo Si's conversation with the Lord of Hell just now made him realize that Asmodeus was planning some shocking secrets that he didn't even know about.

What is this secret?

Will it pose a threat to myself?

What was the content of the agreement mentioned in the conversation between the two?

Soon, Bayer turned his attention to Xinbu and his party, and quickly put on a cordial and friendly appearance, indicating that he would host a banquet to entertain these distinguished guests from afar.

Of course, the real purpose was to find out some personal information about Zuo Si.