Chapter Seventy-Two, Demon Liszt
Although the demon symbolizes chaos and disorder, as well as all the evil things in the world, it does not mean that the demon is ignorant and reckless. Intrigue and betrayal have always been their forte.
Although not as good as the Lord of Lies, Bilel, and his teacher, Mephisto the King of Hatred, Andariel has never been a Demon King who is prone to loss of judgment due to feelings and character, and in this regard, she is much stronger than her brother Duriel, and the rebellion against the Demon God two hundred years ago was planned by her and Bilier.
As soon as Diablo left on the front foot, Andariel changed his mind against Liszt. In the past, she didn't have the power to unify Hell, and although she had a relationship with Diablo, it didn't allow her to enter the circle of the demon gods and obtain any confidential information, and even the success of that rebellion was felt by Andariel to be a little too smooth, and it was even possible that the demon gods did it on purpose - after seeing the true potential of humanity, Andariel believed in this speculation.
She didn't know about the conspiracy of Diablo and his brothers, but she knew that Diablo was careless and that he had put aside Liszt, a magical human from another plane. Andariel believed that Diablo must have failed to discover Liszt's deepest secrets, simply thinking that he was just an awakened Nephilia.
Andariel, who originally wanted to help Diablo regain power in Hell and reunite the divided Hell at the same time, changed his mind. But if she can do it herself, then there's no reason for Diablo to do it for her. If she can obtain the power of the other world earlier, she can unify the burning hell before Diablo's plan is realized, and then she will be the only demon god, and she will incarnate the root of all evil, completely destroy the heavens, and enslave mankind.
However, Andariel also understands that creating a powerful sub-demon like Liszt in the human world will inevitably attract the attention of everyone, especially the angels, and with her current lack of strength, it is impossible for her to protect Liszt. The only way is for Liszt to go to find Diablo and his brothers, use their power to return to the Burning Hell, and then use the endless power of darkness to open the door to another world. Andariel has left a part of her soul in Liszt's body, and even if she is tragically killed here, she can be reborn with the help of Liszt's body. Of course, this was after Liszt succeeded in gaining otherworldly powers.
While Andariel was still immersed in the vast intrigue he had wove of his own weaving, Liszt's transformation was coming to an end. Shaped by Andariel's original magic, her body has her distinctive featuresβthe demon Liszt has a tall, muscular body, and Andariel-like iron hooves covered in barbs and bulging outwards. Like Andariel, Liszt also retains a human-like face and limbs, and although Liszt is still slender and handsome, the narrow cracks on his face like scars and cloudy dark eyes make him look completely different from the original teenager.
Due to Liszt's body and the fusion of several legendary weapons, his appearance also has characteristics that do not belong to Andariel - he has a pair of pitch-black horns on his head, which bend towards the top of his head, as if he were wearing a horned helmet. Behind Liszt, there is a pair of broken but powerful wings, different from the arthropods behind Andariel, Liszt can soar in the sky with these giant wings.
Andariel knew it was because of the gear Liszt was wearing, but she didn't care, she didn't think that the ridiculous creations of ordinary humans could affect her control over Liszt - after all, as a demon king, Andariel still had her own conceit and arrogance.
As Liszt was about to wake up, all the magic that had burst out of the cocoon began to rewind rapidly, making up for the last part of Liszt's body. The drastic energy changes even affected the weather in the world, and the clouds began to cover everywhere, and the thunder shook and shook, so that the people who were already frightened by the vision were even more frightened and hid in their homes. But Kane has no choice, he must come and see what is going on, even if Liszt is tragically killed, he must desperately save the body of this great hero. Kane knew that this operation was going to be a life-or-death operation, so he didn't want everyone to follow him. Not everyone is like him, the heir of Hradim, and the burden of saving the world is still too heavy for ordinary people.
"Kasya, Flavi, and Austin, listen to me," Kane said in a low voice, as depressing as a cloud in the sky, "Liszt may be less than lucky now, but I must go to him, he is the hope against the devil." Saving Liszt is also my duty and duty as the last member of the church of Hradim who has sworn to save the world from demonic schemes. The number of people in this operation is meaningless, I know some means of countering demons, and with the help of spell books and wands, maybe I can escape, so you don't come to die. β
Seeing the obvious disapproval in everyone's eyes, Kane waved his hand to interrupt the words they were eager to blurt out, and his tone began to fill with a strong sense of mission and fearlessness.
"This is also my journey of atonement, please allow me, an old man who is dying, to make my last wish. I have spent most of my life buried in the pile of old papers, ridiculously studying some documents and history, but I have not been able to warn the world of the coming darkness, nor have I been able to stop the evil plot of the devil in the world, all these tragedies happen, I have an unshirkable responsibility! Kane looked around at his companions, biting his shriveled lip, and continued, "Kasha, Rogers don't deserve to die here, you are still in the prime of life, and in the future, the responsibility of fighting demons is still on your shoulders, but don't do anything stupid!" β
Seeing Cassa lowered her stubborn gaze, Kane turned around and looked at Austin with a sad face, and said in a soothing tone: "Old man, I know, Liszt is your grandson, and you are very worried about him, but I still need you, Austin." If I don't come back, I'd like you to take over my work and the ancient books, which may contain prophecies of the end and ways to save the world, and few young people these days believe in them, no way, man, I can only rely on you. They are the hope of this world! β
"I knew you'd say that, Kane." Austin smiled wryly and shook his head, "I also know that I'm just a bad old man who can't do anything, and I can't help you, but Kane, Liszt's kid, if you really can't make it, you should run for your life." Don't die at the hands of demons in vain. Austin turned around, looked at the monastery surrounded by darkness not far away, and sighed: "Kane, I don't know how selfless and great the sages of Heradim were, but I think you are no worse than any Heradium, and you are a great man who has truly inherited the teachings of Heradium. I believe that you can do better than your ancestors, or even Tarasha! So, be sure to come back alive, Kane! β
For the first time, Kane heard praise from others for his unsolicited work, and in the past, everyone else just regarded him as a crazy old man with a mouth full of nonsense, and only Austin was the one who really understood him.
Kane's eyes moistened slightly, and his old and rough voice became full of vitality. "I know, man, wait for my good news, I'm not going to let people down."
Just as Kane was about to leave the crowd and go to the Devil's Cave, a small figure stopped him.
"I'm going too, my mentor is there, I've learned the power of shadows, and I won't hold you back." The owner of the stubborn little face is none other than Liszt's little apprentice, Vera. These days, Vera is meticulous about Liszt's training, and even Liszt has only demonstrated the dangerous shadow synchronization a few times, and she has even relied on her own exploration to achieve initial success. It has to be said that Vera seems to be more suitable to be a witcher than Liszt, she has a natural affinity for the shadows, and her tenacious will allows her to grudgingly control this evil power.
Kane looked at the brave child and sighed in his heart. When did the world need a bunch of children to save it? This miserable world is too cold for children.
Although Kane used to teach children the size of Vera in the school, to be honest, Kane is not good at dealing with children, and when he usually lectures, he just follows the script. Kane had a headache, so he had to try to pretend to be resolute and said seriously: "Vera, this is not a child's play. I know you're a lot better than your peers, but this time you're facing an unknown demon and a demon king, and even your mentor is dying, are you still going to die? Liszt has taught you to control your hatred, and now, tell me, what is the most important thing for a witcher? β
Vera listened to Kane's words and could only reply unwillingly: "It's control hatred." For hatred causes destruction, destruction brings fear, and fear begets new hatred, and if the witcher does not balance the three, he will fall into the abyss. β
"If only you understood, Vera." Kane looked at the child's sad eyes and felt sad in his heart, but he couldn't let that slow down. "Vera, you still have a lot to learn, don't think you're already so good, you're not even a joke in the eyes of the devil! Now, go back with the big sisters and learn the fighting skills from them, as well as what your mentor has taught you, and you should also study well. If you want revenge, you can't rush it! β
"Alright, guys, I have to get over." Kane motioned to Flavi to pull Vera over, and finally said goodbye, "Go back to the camp as well, if I survive, I'll look for you, and if I don't go back, don't come to me in vain." β
With that, Kane stopped looking at everyone's sad eyes and resolutely embarked on the unknown road to hell.
On the other side, in the monastery, Andariel gazed with pleasure at her perfect work and opened her mouth to issue her first vicious order to Liszt.
"Now, my servant, go and dispose of the stupid humans near the monastery and celebrate your rebirth with their blood and screams!"
"As you wish, my Queen." A cruel light flashed in Liszt's hideous pupils, as if he also longed for the death of mankind and their desperate wails before death.