The title of Duke of Steel is derived from Dispart's special fetish. For more exciting novels, please visit,

Probably a tribute to the life of the former aristocracy, this demigod powerhouse's favorite thing is to build magnificent steel castles and cities in his own territory, at first Dispart's resources and abilities were limited, and he only built small steel towns as his own demon castles.

With the gradual growth of power and territory, Dispat's territory has been promoted from a town to a castle and now a large city, and has become a well-known building among the many planes of the Abyss.

It's just that after being sent to the Great Abyss to guard the entrance to Matthews' Sunken Realm, Dispar hasn't presided over the expansion of his steel city for a long time.

A small fortress was built in front of Matthews' Plane Portal to house the Fallen Monarch's men who guarded it.

The demons manipulated by the projection of Astimus bribed the guards on the perimeter and got the opportunity to meet the demigod Dispar in the fortress.

Disparter was dressed in the magnificent and slim aristocratic attire of an emperor, and a long, hard-headed scepter was held tightly in his hand. Sitting on a high seat, looking down at the demon in front of you.

It's just an ordinary horned demon, but with his keen senses, Disparter has noticed the difference in this horned demon.

"Are you asking to see me? demon—"

The demigod demon lord looked like a handsome man with black hair who was more than 7 feet tall, and if it weren't for the small sharp horns on his forehead and those fiery red eyes betraying his identity, many would have thought of him as an elegant human nobleman.

Astimos showed no timidity or humility. Just made the most basic courtesy.

"Yes, Your Highness Dispart, I have a matter to consult with you."

As he spoke, he looked at the guards on the left and right, and Dispart, who understood the meaning of the demon in front of him, knocked on the armrest of his seat, and motioned for several guards to stand down.

Soon only Astimos and Dispar were left in the fortress hall, and Astimus no longer hid his identity. Directly removed his own disguise, and the aura of the king of hell was exposed in the hall.

"Greetings from hell, Greetings from Hell, Your Highness Dispart!"

"Are you His Highness Astimos?" said Dispart, surprised and surprised.

Because of the opposition between the two planes of the abyss and hell. Such a thick and powerful demonic aura caused a fierce reaction from the abyssal demon bloodline in his body at that time.

Astimos was not surprised that Disparter could guess his identity, after all, Hell now has only one True God-level Ruler Zariel besides himself. But she's a lady.

"I took the liberty to visit, but I have a big event that I want to make an appointment with His Majesty Matthews, so I came to ask His Highness Disparter to pass it on!"

After hearing the intention of Astimos, the new king of hell, the Iron Duke of Dispart, he couldn't help frowning slightly, showing a thoughtful expression, and only answered after a while.

"I can convey the words of His Highness Astimus to my lord Matthews, but in the end, it is up to my lord to decide!"

Astimus was not dissatisfied with this, but said confidently:

"It doesn't matter, it's not that I actually want to see His Majesty Matthews, but that someone invited him to Hell for a meeting. But please bring my words to His Highness Dispat, the sun and the silver moon fall, but the immortal light will rise again one day, and I believe that His Majesty Matthews will definitely be interested in going to the appointment!"

Listening to Astimus's headless words, Disparter was a little confused.

I will relay these words to my Lord. His Highness Estimus can wait here for a while!"

Although he didn't know what medicine was sold in Astimos's gourd, as a plane lord who could fight against the abyss and also achieved initial victories, such an identity was enough to make the Fallen Monarch pay attention, so Dispar did not embarrass the other party about this matter, and directly planned to report to Matthews in person.

However, Astimus did not choose to wait here, but immediately offered to take his leave.

"Forget it this time! as the king of hell. I'm in the abyss, but it's a torment! I've reached the invitation, and hell is looking forward to the arrival of His Majesty Matthews!"

With that, he reined in his momentum, turned into an ordinary horned demon again, and left the fortress with a slight salute.

Looking at the back of Astymus, Dispar looked thoughtful and muttered in a low voice:

"I'm afraid there's going to be a big change in the abyss! Maybe it's an opportunity, I'm a little tired of it anyway......"

As he spoke, his voice disappeared into the air, and the figure of the Iron Duke disappeared...... The nineteenth layer of the abyss, Matthews' Sinking Realm plane.

"Master Dispart!"

Dispar walked out of the portal, and the guards on either side immediately saluted respectfully.

Disparter waved his hand, and then walked straight to the palace of the Fallen Monarch.

Compared to other demon lords, the palace of the sunken monarch is more like the style of the true god kingdom, and in fact, it is true, after falling into the abyss, the original style of the god kingdom has not changed much.

Most of the Fallen Sovereign's subordinates are his followers, after all, in addition to the identity of the Abyss Lord, this is also the most powerful demon god in the Abyss.

The demigod powerhouse of Iron Duke Dispar is an exception, a rare non-believer member of Matthews' command.

After entering the splendid palace and meeting the Fallen Monarch, Disparter immediately relayed the invitation message from the King of Hell.

"Is the light going to rise again?"

After listening to the whole paraphrase of Dispart, Matthews, the Fallen Monarch, sat on the throne, looking far beyond the temple of kings, and said to himself with a hint of nostalgia.

Matthews's thirty-foot-tall Demon God's true body looked like a majestic man like the sun, but now there was only sadness and melancholy on his once vigorous face, and even the divine brilliance that emanated also carried a strong aura of destruction.

The other party's words named the sun and the silver moon, combined with the statement that the light rose again, then it was obviously the situation in his heart.

Matthews quickly reined in his emotions and said to Dispart:

"My most loyal Dispart, I'm afraid I'm going to have to make a big choice again, and this choice will lead to earth-shattering changes, I wonder if you want to continue to follow me?"

When Disparter heard this, he thought of his previous idea, and sure enough, it was right. So he humbly gave the salute and said,

"Great Your Majesty, even if you plan to enter the Heavenly Realm, Disparter will never betray you!"

Matthews gave his men a rare smile after listening to what he said.

"Then let me join hands to witness history, whether it is success or failure, even if it fails, it will bloom like a meteor falling to the last glory!"

With the bloom of this smile, the entire plane of the Fallen Realm seemed to usher in the dawn of the morning sun, and the light dispelled the original dim gloom and gloom, and sprinkled a golden light!