Equipment Printing School Mage
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She became even more beautiful than before, her curves even more alluring—but she was definitely not human.
Her followers also completed their transformation almost at the same time, revealing their true appearance as succubi.
Mars licked his lips, savoring the fiery breath seeping in from the gaps in his helmet, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "—The King of Lust Demons, the Grand Duke of the Sixth Layer of Hell, the daughter of Asmodeus, Gracia."
"Oh, very good." Gracia smiled and nodded her lips. "If you didn't know me, I would be a little angry too."
After a whole year of struggling with Zariel, Bile, and Mephistopheles, the other Demon Dukes finally began to move.
She was right. Gracia was indeed one of the most powerful and influential among the Devil Dukes—after all, she was Asmodeus' only daughter.
And now, this Queen of Devil who came out of nowhere actually snatched away the right to negotiate - this must be part of Asmodeus's momentum.
Mars and Kelemvor exchanged glances and began to slowly walk forward simultaneously. Mars, even still firing at full power, said, "...I'm disappointed."
"...Disappointed?" Gracia was stunned.
"Because your status is even lower than Schmelchen's," Mars said with an extremely contemptuous tone. "Asmodeus himself is just a servant of the All-Knowing One. Who are you? Schmelchen is at least an ally of the Church of Bane, and his status can be said to be second only to the Church of Bane and the Church of Talos. And you? You are just the daughter of a servant of the All-Knowing One... Tsk, it's quite difficult to find a servant of your equal."
He pretended to feel around for a bit, then finally smiled with immense surprise, "I'm a member of Team Emia, able to confront the leaders of various churches. And you're merely the daughter of a servant of one of those leaders. I'll reluctantly allow you to join the negotiations. However, we must adhere to the principle of equality."
Then, he jumped off his mount and patted Silvership on the shoulder: "—Come, Silvership, the task of negotiating with Gracia is now left to you."
The paladin's mount, the Pegasus Silver Ship, shook its wings, cast a contemptuous and disgusted look at Gracia, moved forward slightly, and snorted clearly.
At the same time, Mars said to Emilia in the distance: [You can fire now.]
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"Let me...negotiate...with...Ma?!" Gracia's pupils were trembling.
The Devil Grand Duke and the Princess of Nine Hells were gritting their teeth.
Who is Gracia?
Even before Asmodeus launched his plan, she was second only to the most powerful person in the Nine Hells. Countless resourceful devils would never dare to target her. Even Asmodeus was extremely attentive to her every move.
It can be said that she is the real apple of the eye, and no one has ever dared to offend her so unscrupulously!
This knight was fully armed, and his exact appearance was unknown, but his equipment was splendid, his physique was strong, and he was able to speak on behalf of Kelemvor, so he must be a very famous hero in Faerûn.
Pegasus is an extremely rare mount. In fact, anyone who can ride a Pegasus is almost certainly a paladin.
But, a paladin, actually acted so disrespectfully. In comparison, it was as if she was the paladin, and the one beneath the armor was the ferocious demon!
Shouldn't a paladin be as stern and pedantic as a monk?
However, she had no way to refute what the holy knight said: the devils were actually still telling a clumsy lie.
They claimed that the connection between Asmodeus and the All-Knowing One was very complicated and that they were not the same person, and tried to use various rhetoric to erase the connection between the two.
The devil has a terrible reputation. If the devil king openly acts as a devil, he will almost certainly encounter resistance everywhere.
Therefore, the omniscient and unique power lies with Mystra, the goddess of magic, and Azuth, the god of mages. Asmodeus and his demons are merely servants of the two magic gods.
Even so, the real situation is likely to be completely the opposite: Mystra and Azuth have been completely controlled, and Asmodeus is the mastermind behind everything.
But at least the demons are still maintaining this ridiculous lie.
But unfortunately, now this lie has become the most ferocious boomerang, hitting Gracia hard in the face.
In the back, Raphael, the Devil's former representative in the Hazy Realm, also sent a message: [Lady Gracia, these two people are not friendly. Please retreat!]
【On the contrary.】Gracie replied.
She had seen the Pegasus casually move closer to its master, resting its head on the paladin's shoulder, and Kelemvor also began to move forward.
The other party was murderous, and so was she.
Former gods.
Even if the entire multiverse were searched, it would be extremely difficult to find another collection of this kind. Capturing Kelemvor alive and claiming Midnight... capturing two former gods in one fell swoop would be an unprecedented feat.
Everyone is eager to gain military merit - and Gracia is among them.
The world was about to change. Zariel and Bile left the Nine Hells and traveled to the Material Plane.
Gracia has a sense of crisis—her superior status comes almost entirely from her identity.
The existence of gods is extremely subtle. The current All-Knowing One is indeed led by Asmodeus, and the backbone of the Gods and Non-Gods is also the devil Baatezu.
However, if the All-Knowing One continued to grow stronger, the divine consciousness would inevitably gradually squeeze out the part of Asmodeus that she was. Perhaps in just a few hundred years, her status would plummet.
She also needs to prove her worth.
So, even though she was warned, she had no intention of backing off.
Success without risk is worthless. She has confidence in herself!
At this moment, above the walls of the City of Judgment, the air waves connected into one. Almost at the same moment, Mars and his group disappeared from her sight.
Instead of moving forward, they retreated urgently.
In their place were iron spikes that left the Wall of the Faithless with a howling storm.
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Gracia's appearance was a heavy blow to most of the people besieging the city.
The right to speak in this siege is largely determined by strength. Therefore, although Larloch has almost never joined such an alliance, he still plays a very important role.
The devil, in an almost tacit agreement, only sent observation and staff troops and completely gave up command.
But now, this tacit understanding was broken - a devil duke, the daughter of Asmodeus, arrived in the middle of the night with her own army of succubi.
Reinforcements are good, but if they take away half the spoils, that's bad.
Even before the battle was over, she wanted to share the spoils. Gracia took the captured messengers from the Church of Pain, claiming to be taking the risk for them.
If they are about to become "a group of people" in a great achievement, then why should they take on the tough task of the City of Judgment?
At this moment, the morale of the besieging army was at an all-time low, and their willingness to leave the battlefield was at an all-time high.
And Raphael was the most miserable one among the "crowd".
Because he is the son of Mephistopheles, strictly speaking he is not from the same line as Gracia, but now, not only has his command been taken away from him, but he is also being criticized by thousands of people on behalf of Gracia.
And just now, in full view of everyone, the Talos Church, which had originally been the most in favor of fighting, has announced: Today will be their last day in the Hazy Realm.
The alliance that had fought side by side for quite some time was about to fall apart. It was understandable that these churches that had returned to the material plane would want to spend some time digesting their gains rather than continuing the bloody battle.
After today's token battle, they would return to Toril with the remaining spoils.
At the same time, they were indeed prepared for battle, but their eyes were wandering and they had no desire to fight.
However, Raphael did not do nothing - he still gave Gracia an extremely solemn greeting gift and advice.
For example, he told her an important piece of information: Kelemvor was in the city, but he was just bluffing. His power depended entirely on the sword of death, and even so, he was far from his full power, let alone being called a god.
Then, he buried a small trap in his words: there is still a considerable difference between being completely inferior to a god and being able to only unleash the power of a god several times.
——Especially for those fools who were tricked into wasting their time.
At this moment, Raphael was eagerly waiting - how powerful is the City of Judgment? Can it deal a heavy blow to Gracia?
Even if it's just a farewell gift.
However, the farewell gift from the City of Judgment came faster than they imagined.
They only saw Kelemvor and Mars, who were leaving the city alone, suddenly shrink for a moment. At the same time, some earth-shaking tremor was instantly transmitted from the tall City of Judgment to the army.
“——Bombardment!!!”
The devil is not unfamiliar with artillery, and the devil's war industry has made some achievements.
However, the leap in firepower from nothing to something like the City of Judgment in just a few days still exceeded the devil's imagination.
The artillery had already caused considerable casualties the day before. If it weren't for the large number of priests in their army, such irregular casualties would have certainly caused unrest in the army's morale.
And now, the firepower erupting from the City of Judgment far exceeds the total of the previous period.
Raphael never had any expectations for the war ethics of the City of Judgment, but he never expected that this group of lunatics would start a full-scale bombardment on the day of the negotiations, even when the theoretical negotiations had just begun!
"Retreat!" Raphael shouted without hesitation as he looked at the dark shadow passing through the sky. "Don't stay where you are!"
His troops left their original position almost without hesitation, running dozens of miles away without looking back to the very edge of the Hazy Realm. The once Hazy City became a blurry dot in their eyes.
The Eighth Level Hell Observation Group looked at each other silently for a few seconds.
In a sense, they escaped from the battlefield.
And such an outcome will depend on the results ahead.
"We'll slowly make our way back to the battlefield. Then we'll see what happens."
Raphael took a deep breath and whispered, "City of Judgment, Kelanvor..."
You better fight beautifully.
If Gracia returns to her prime, Raphael will be in trouble.
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When those iron spikes called cannonballs broke through the air again, the priests who had already experienced the power of these flying props felt their scalps tingling.
These extremely sharp weapons cannot be protected by armor at all, and the damage they cause cannot be cured by ordinary healing spells.
And now, they are flying again.
The City of Judgment had no intention of negotiating.
This judgment was now manifested in the bloodiest and cruelest way.
"Raphael... Raphael?!"
"He actually ran away!"
The other priests were shocked and angry after they found out to their amazement that Raphael, who was considered as their advisor and staff officer, had escaped first using the teleportation technique that even high-level devils were proficient in.
But I made up my mind.
"Return the True Words!"
"Return the True Words!"
Priests don't know how to teleport, but they have their own trump cards.
At this point, they were in no mood to pay any attention to Gracia, who was all alone on the front line - they were just allies of the devil, and if she wanted to take the credit, she could do nothing but break her own teeth.
"...Go to the Soul Prison!"
Similar orders began to be passed down.
Snatching souls from the Twilight Realm is a long job. Many souls have been taken away, but a considerable amount of spoils are still detained in the camp.
Now that Gracia is at the forefront, the situation is unclear. At least we must ensure that our spoils are not taken away by our colleagues!
As for the Sword of Death...if Gracia has the ability to snatch it, then let her do it.
If she really has the ability.
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Gracia was naturally unaware of the changes in the situation behind her, and she had no idea that she had become almost alone in the blink of an eye.
However, for her, the most pressing issue at the moment is the iron spike that is really within reach.
Several thigh-thick cones roared and ignited the air in the hazy realm. In the brief gap when Gracia tried to observe the battlefield, they were only a few meters away from her.
"……ridiculous!"
Gracia is not the most powerful warrior among the Nine Hells, but she is still a true Grand Duke of the Nine Hells.
She swung her waist lightly, and the whip in her hand ripped through the air with a sharp crackling sound. The whip tip turned into a blurry shadow, and with a single blow, it shattered all the approaching shells.
——However, for arrows and even lead bullets, this one blow is enough to destroy all their lethality.
However, this is not enough for artillery shells.
The shell shattered from the inside out, and the contents and flying metal fragments were simultaneously accelerated to the limit.
It was a torrent of holy water that burst out like countless arrows.
The whip in Gracia's hand might be able to cut off the arrow, but no matter how hard she waved it, it would be impossible to stop the torrent of holy water that was pouring down in front of her.
Caught off guard, the holy water, which was the hottest and most scorching for the devil, splashed all over her body almost instantly, and her bronze skin was covered with liquid as thick as flowing silver.
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