The Iron City of Diss is a vast labyrinth, intricately and swirling, full of twisted bronze alleys and unconnected red steel avenues. Compared to the city planners of the main physical plane, the Butterz Devils seem to have a different view of transportation, which may have something to do with the fact that most of them have wings.

The steel city itself is much larger than many planets in the main material plane. It stretches out in all directions, growing, and new buildings are constantly being built on top of the old structures. There are layers of sewers below the sewers, then the underground city, then the sewers of the underground city, and so on. The shadow cast by the tall buildings obscures the low pavilions, which themselves will sink in the shadow of the taller fortresses at certain times. Trying to figure out the structure of Dise City is enough to drive anyone crazy.

The light here is a sickly dark red, like rust. Instead of emitting from the sun, it diffuses down from above, and no specific light source is visible. This greatly weakened Satili, who was a solar mage.

Tiny debris, rust, and dust fluttered in the dark red light, like countless tiny flying insects. At the bottom of the steel jungle of Diss City, the surface of the buildings is covered with layers of patches, and their original materials are not visible. The unbridled laughter of the Barthez devils and the cries of the unfortunate souls trapped here almost always linger in my ears. Hot winds blow through the city, circling the tall steel buildings, blowing through the wind tunnels specially carved out of the tops of the buildings, and emitting dark music that is depressingly manic.

Not only that, but the Bato Nine Hellplanes themselves have the characteristics of order and evil, naturally suppressing all beings who hold other ideas. The Coral Witch could almost feel as if the weight of the entire plane was weighing on her, her eyelids constantly fighting, and she felt like she could fall down at any moment if she didn't hold on with her willpower.

But she had to persevere, because the Witch King Nibennai was nearby.

Most of the Barthez demons showed undisguised hostility towards the sudden appearance of the human female mage, and a complex gaze of contempt and disdain was cast at Satili like a sword. The reason why they didn't attack right away was only because they sensed the surging magical power in the mage's body. Although the devils will eventually win by numbers, no one wants to come out and die.

As Satili passed by, the devils stopped and watched. Knock, knock, Coral Witch ran wildly through the streets cast by iron and zinc, her footsteps echoing through the copper-nickel buildings of Diss City. The spell of prophecy showed her the way forward, and she knew the location of the Witch King Nibennay, and she could detect that her newfound companion, Kailin, was also in that direction—along with the Psychic Warlock Muhadi.

At least Kailin and Muhati are still alive, Coral Witch thought, but what about the others? What happened to Muscle Daddy and Daken, did the Witch King kill them all?

Satili didn't dare to use teleportation spells to send herself directly to her destination, partly because she suspected that the devils had laid a chain in her city to prevent such an attempt, and partly because she wanted to conserve her mana and prepare for the battle with Nibennay.

She ran up and her skirt was flying, and she didn't look like a lady, but her beauty was not lost at all. Sadiri's cheeks were red and panting, her hair must be a mess after running like this, she thought, trying to resist the urge to smooth out the few strands of hair on her forehead.

Running and running, for a moment, she remembered her experiences in Tyre, those dangerous but exciting days. Before the Revolution had taken place, she disguised herself as a maid and gathered the gladiator Rikas and the aristocratic psychic Aegis, and life seemed so simple that everything would be better if she defeated the Witch King Karrak. Now, the lines between friend and foe have blurred, and no one knows where the future will go.

A few tall Hellpurgators with bat wings poured out from the corner in front of them, and for a moment these guys seemed ready to make a move, but in the end, the tall devil at the head just shrugged his shoulders and joined the ranks of cold bystanders.

More Barthez appeared in the next streets, much more than in other parts of the city, as if they had come all the way to attend some kind of rally. However, it was clear that the meeting was nearing its end, as the Barthez demons were not in a hurry, but were leaving.

"Hah, another adventurer!" one of the Babas seemed to be dazed, and instead of watching from the sidelines like his companions, he walked straight at Sadiri. "Could it be that today is just in time for the big discount of the cheap adventure group?Why are so many main material plane begws rushing to Bato to die?!"

The Barthez was tall, about the height of two humans, and about the width of two humans with their heads and feet together. Like most demons, it wears no armor, only metal ornaments on the top of its head. The armed belt around its waist strangled its disgusting and swollen belly, and it wore two nipple rings around its chest. Although male, it has a much larger chest than most women.

Sadiri furrowed her beautiful eyebrows, this devil is in the way, what to do now?

"Listen, human!" shouted Babamo, "It's all because of your race, I missed a good show today!"

"Get out of the way, Barthez, or you'll taste the price. Coral Witch said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Oops, it's very strong, I like it. The fat and tall devil monster said in a loud voice, his eyes fixed on the female mage's chest. "I think I'll give you a name and call it Price, because I just want to taste you. ”

Sadiri begins to cast a spell.

There are no words to describe the magnificence and magnificence of this moment, and the power of magic flows through the Coral Witch's body and emanates from her fingertips. At this moment, her eyes radiated a dazzling light, her fever was flying, and her skin was white and almost transparent, like a statue of a goddess of strength and beauty.

How the Ba Ba Demon who stood in the way died, none of the Barthez present made it clear. Some demons claim that it struggled long before it died, cursing everything in the multiverse with all the words it knows...... Forgiveness, scolding, swearing, until finally becoming incoherent and letting out an inhuman howl, the human female mage decided to interrupt its pain and let it explode from its body to death. There are also some devils who say that it is annihilated the moment the female mage casts the spell, and that it has not even had time to turn from a head full of dirty thoughts to panic. Both of these claims may be false, as none of the nearest Barthez at the time survived the thrilling battle that followed and told the others about their experiences.

No preparation, no memorization, no materials, no gestures, no spells, just enough light, that's the Sun Mage's know-how. In the Pure Keep, the ancient halfling lens merges with the Coral Witch, and the ancient power that can extract stellar energy to destroy the entire planet's red tide is also one with Sadiri.

The lightning that flew out of the palm of his hand turned the double-digit Barthez Devil directly into ashes, and the number of enemies knocked down by sonic waves, strong acid, and fire was several times that number. The surface of the steel street melted, turning into a pool of red-hot molten iron. Powerful electricity spread along the metal buildings in all directions of Dis City, and bright electric sparks could be seen between any two tall buildings that were close together, and each of them was not flying in the air, and the devil could feel a heavy blow from the soles of his feet.

Due to the instantaneous impact of an overly strong electric current, the metal buildings in some places have been magnetized, and they are twisted and deformed, emitting **. A metal tower, thousands of feet high, finally overwhelmed and began to crumble, crushing three blocks of low-slung houses as it crashed to the ground.

The attack was so violent that the defenses of the Butterz Devils misjudged. "Grand Duke Bair and Grand Duke Balzeb have attacked!" shouted the Devil Watchman in charge of the guards in the distant Steel Fortress, rushing towards his superiors, while shouting the names of the first and seventh lords of Barto, because in its imagination, only two Grand Dukes of Barthez combined could cast spells of this level.

Most of the onlookers were gone, and Satili found herself almost empty in front of her, a building that looked like some kind of sunken theater appeared in front of her.

A silent, tall self-proclaimed "Uh-huh" Butterz Devil stepped out of the Sunken Theater and stared directly at Coral Witch without fear. The slight fluctuations in his magic were almost imperceptible, but Satili had already guessed that this devil mage was the one who was Ni Bennai, the disciple of the primordial warlock's best at illusion magic.

Nibennay's disguised devil is accompanied by a woman, a psychic mancer. She seemed stunned by the scene in front of her, first stunned, and then immediately turned around and ran back into the building.

The Witch King did not stop the female telemagician, but looked at Satili, and when he spoke, his voice was noble and elegant, and it was full of wisdom because of the vicissitudes of thousands of years. "It's impressive, I actually broke free from my illusion magic. I thought it would put you to sleep long enough so I could find your life box......" he said, clapping slowly. Niben Nay never skimps on complimenting his opponents.

Satili didn't have a life box, and she never wanted to make one for herself. The spells that create the crate are too evil to suit the character of the Coral Witch. But there was no need to point out the mistake of the Witch King's words at this time, as long as Nibennay thought that his opponent had a life box, he would rather capture Satili alive than kill him.

“...... Although you are not obligated to answer my question, I would like to take the liberty of asking my three apprentices, the ones in charge of maintaining illusions...... What happened to them?" asked the Witch King, straightening up and clearing his throat. The concern in his words made Coral Witch empathize.

"They died bravely. Satili whispered.

The Witch King Niben Nai gave up his disguise as a devil and revealed his true human nature. He was an emaciated man, looking very tired, and the black beard on his chin did not cover the age spots on his face. The magnificent imperial costume was wrapped around him, constantly changing colors. The Witch King closed his eyes when he heard this, and then opened them again. "Photographable news...... I love my disciples more than my own offspring...... And I venture to speculate that you are the one who killed them?"

"Maybe it's my hands, but it's the fact that you brought them on your own adventures is what killed them!" the Coral Witch shot back, adjusting her pace and preparing for immediate battle. A gust of hot wind blew through her skirt.

"They volunteered to take part in my adventure, to be in this danger of their own sake, despite my own opposition. One of the disciples of the primordial warlock, a master of illusion magic, the Witch King Niben Nai shook his head, and there was a hint of grief and regret in his voice. "Originally, it was enough to have just me and Ebu's polis, but they offered to deal with you, and that psychic - I don't care who he really was, whether he was really possessed by the teacher's mental demon - he forcibly took the body of one of my disciples! Can I stop them from avenging their junior brother?"

"And you, why are you stopping our adventure?" said Nibennay as he looked at Satilly, his voice turning to cold hatred. "You are a very gifted mage, the best in thousands of years, and you are also very intelligent. Can't you see what kind of disaster it will bring to the world if it is really Rajat's mental demon seed that has attached itself to that psychic sorcerer?! Why do you want to stop us from finding the Wise One, preventing us from finding his true name to reseal him?!"

"How many people's life force does your sealing magic consume each year to sustain it?" the Coral Witch asked rhetorically, unmoved. "How many people will have to pay with their lives for your rule? After gaining the power of your true name, will you really just reseal the Primordial Warlocks? won't you use your true name against your opponents, like me?"

"You have a deep prejudice against my generation of witch kings," said Nibennay, his voice still methodical and dignified. "We were young, naïve, and made many mistakes. But this time is different, and this time we won't let Athas endure those undeserved tribulations. You are not our enemy either, Sadiri, you can become a new witch king, I have no objection. Together, we may be able to completely eliminate my former teacher, so that there will be no blood tax...... It's all achievable, Coral Witch, you just have to trust us once and let us prove ourselves. ”

"Attas has given you thousands of years to prove yourself, but when my revolution broke out, nothing changed, and you don't deserve any more opportunities. Satili looked at the Witch King and shook her head slowly but surely.

"I've heard that you fought alongside Polis, Anandro Penis (i.e., Elven Slayer) and Tektuktitrei (i.e., Human-Faced Lion Annihilator) at Pure Fortress, why not make this alliance long-term? You should know who is the greatest threat to this world!" Nibennay had not yet given up trying to convince the Coral Witch.

"If your memory is any better, you should remember that the alliance is over, and the connection between the primordial warlock's life box and body has been broken. Satili said. "He is not resurrected, so I don't have any reason to join forces with you again. That human, that psychic man, he's not Rajat!"

"Even if there is only a trace of the teacher's remnant soul in him, then he is extremely dangerous and must be destroyed. The Witch King pointed out calmly.

"I'm not going to kill a friend just because of a possibility, unlike you Witch King!" replied the Coral Witch quickly.

"So you don't mind risking your life, it's noble. But are you qualified to risk the entire Atas and her tens of millions of people?!If the remnant soul of the Primordial Warlock is indeed resurrected, will you still have the face to say sorry to the victims who died because of him?"

"'Sadiri!' those who die, those who believe in you, will shout before they die. 'Why didn't you nip the danger in the first place?!'" Niben asked fiercely. "When the time comes, how will you answer?!"

"I'm probably not going to answer anything, because I'm probably dead. Satili said. "I will use my life to prevent danger from harming the people I care about, but I will not act rashly according to my own speculation, first guilty, then punished!

"Rajat is the original sin, you don't know what he was secretly planning back then, and you don't know why all the fighters came together and chose to betray their teacher. The Witch King said, raising his voice. "I doubt you've really thought about the possible consequences, it's too late to build shelters by the time the sandstorm comes, and so is the search for new oases when the water runs out, some crises must be dealt with before they erupt, not after!"

"And it has to be done with the right hands, not by letting a bigger crisis take its place. Sadiri said. "You, or Polis, will never want to gain the power of your true name. I would find Rajat's real name on my own and pray that I would never need to use it. ”

"Such self-righteousness, believing that what we are doing is the right thing, just like we did thousands of years ago. Nibennay didn't seem surprised by this answer, and he finally gave up trying to convince him. "I'm sorry, you think, but I guess there are some clashes of ideas that can't be reconciled in a few words. ”

"I'm not afraid of you, Nibennay, I've dealt with the Witch King—more than one. Sadiri didn't let fear take hold of her heart.

"You haven't dealt with Nibennay yet—not a single one. The Witch King Niben Nai said, his body floating, and the abundant magical power poured out unabashedly, as vast as a sea of sand. "Don't confuse me with the other witch kings, or this battle will be laughable. ”

Some of the bold Butts Devils flew back at this time, and landed on the top of a tall building in the distance to watch the situation develop, only to see the Witch King continue. "Until now, I had my own illusion that distorted the psychic warlock's senses, making him unable to sense the effects of his abilities normally, thinking that he had lost his ability to manifest. But don't think that he might come back to your aid, you have a numerical advantage. For this adventure, I also contacted special allies. ”

"Come, Tiamat, Void Dragon!" a great shadow swept over the Iron City with a shout from Nibennay.

The body of Tiamat, the ancestor and god of colored dragons, the evil dragon god who had long lived in the Nine Hell of Bato, appeared in the sky above Dis, almost as long as the tallest metal tower from the tip of his nose to his tail. Rainbow-like scales shimmering with color, and five giant dragon heads looked down on everything in the Nether. Her dragon might made Sadiri almost unsteady on her feet.

"It's not for nothing that I chose to set up an illusion trap at that undead fortress in Markt City," said the Witch King Nibennay, looking up at Tiamat who was slowly descending. "I did need the ancient halfling's weird resurrection technique, so I kidnapped him from his slumber. And this dragon god happened to need to resurrect a very beloved acolyte, who had just died a recent incident caused by that psychic sorcerer. ”

"It's unpleasant to be in an alliance with reptiles, but I think I can tolerate a temporary alliance. Nibennay continued. "You wouldn't have imagined how many enemies that psychic warlock had created for himself in such a short period of time that my list of allies was much more relaxed. ”

Tiamat landed on the street of half-melted metal, not minding the heat that melted the metal. The Bad Devils who landed on the roof of the building and watched flew away like startled birds. Only one Barthez Devil is different, and instead of fleeing, it is coming.

"This one is Gog, one of the eight demon generals of Barthez, and his strength is only slightly inferior to the lords of all levels. He had a son who led the Non-Divine Order in Seal City, and he had a settling account with the Psychic Warlock - and anyone who dared to help him. ”

The Witch King Niben Nai stood in the middle, with the Great Devil Gog on his left hand and Tiamat on his right hand side. In front of these three powerful beings, Coral Witch did not take half a step back.