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The air first crumpled and shrunk into a ball, then crackled away, and a bone demon emerged from the teleportation light.

The Bone Demon, also known as the Osay, is a common type of demon in Hell and is in the middle class. He looked like a human skeleton with an elongated and deformed head, but his pale bones exuded cold air and scattered frost flowers. The tail vertebrae extend into a segmented tail with the same tip as a scorpion, with a highly venomous sting.

They are not as good as the Horned Demons who are good at frontal combat, nor are they like the Deep Hell Purgator who can be the commanders of the troops. Because of the innate teleportation spells and sharp stingers, become the main force of the surprise attack force, or use the [Dimensional Anchor] to counter the enemy's surprise attack teleportation.

At this time, the bone demon received the task from his master and stepped into the door of humiliation. Walk into a richly decorated room, everything in the room is neat and tidy, but it's damp.

The Bone Demon pushed open the door and said in a vicious voice, "Eradini Mad, summoned by the Lord of Hell!"

With a bang, the Bone Demon was smashed out of the door faster than when he came.

"I'm dining, and the brains of purgatory-blooded creatures smell like, and you're still here to pour my appetite. ”

In the room, a psychic monster sits on a high-backed chair and "eats" slowly. Iratuni is 1.9 sami-tall, and her skin resembles purple cold rubber with a layer of reflective mucus on the surface. It has an octopus-like head and eyes that are completely milky white. A tight black robe covered the bony body.

A glazed-eyed, drooling, half-devil half-human knelt at his feet, the skull uncovered, revealing the bloodshot brain tissue beneath the valves, and the disc-shaped skull was held in the half-devil's hand.

The bone demon got up, hatred surging with fire, but it didn't burn its head yet. He stood outside the door and said again, "The Lord of Hell summons." This sentence deepened his hatred for the Spirit-Sucking Monster, why could a mad Mind Flayer be held in high esteem by the Lord of Hell, and he, a pure-blooded Bad Ancestral Devil, should accept the insult.

Eradini used the four tentacles on his face to pick and choose between the two hemispheres of the half-devil's brain, and the suction cups on the tentacles sucked at the gray matter of the brain. The poor fellow, who served as both food and plate, stared blankly and painlessly, wiped the slime dripping from the suckers with a handkerchief.

Without the need to use psionic energy, the Bone Demon's intense jealousy was like a stain on a white cloth, blurring in Eradini's mental vision. He doesn't care, the jealousy of the weak is the affirmation of the strong.

"Hell!Lord!summon!" The Bone Demon gritted his teeth and repeated it for the third time, weighing down the Lord of Hell hard.

"Foolish fool, the Lord will not forget my power because I am rude, just as I will not forget your stupidity and incompetence because of your loyalty. Don't you understand, the mentally retarded with a smooth sulcus...... Oh yes, you're a bone demon, you don't even seem to have a brain groove, he......"

Eradini let out a sickly, nervous screech, telepathically sending the insulting voice echoing in the bone demon's mind.

The bone demon trembled with anger, but did not move.

The spirit sucking monster was not stimulated to move the devil, and it was suddenly boring. As long as the Bone Demon dares to attack Eradini who is higher than him, the latter can torture and kill him to his heart's content, and if the Bone Demon endures, Eradini can't kill him casually. On the other hand, if the Bone Demon wants to get rid of the Spirit Sucker, he can't kill it, that's the devil's way. Use the devil's laws to find crimes or simply make them up, and then go with the flow.

This kind of cold rules and powerful laws are deeply seared into the marrow of every devil.

After eating a meal of chewing wax, the Spirit Sucker ordered, "Clean up." "The guy who has been eaten up of the gray matter, puts the skull back in its place, and fits it as tightly as the lid of a teapot. After cleaning the floor, the half-devil stumbled to the basement, where there was an incinerator for food scraps.

Eradini and the Bone Demon walked on a blood-red plain with no bumps, trees, hills, or buildings, flat enough to look out over the plane's borders.

This is Nessers, once the ninth layer of the Nine Prisons of Bato, and now the only hell.

Nessers has a small surface area, roughly ovate, with 6 jagged edges, and the distance from east to west of Nessers is approximately 25oo suris, and from its northernmost point to its southernmost point is about 11ooo suris.

A network of intersecting ditches, gorges, and gorges carved scars into the arid and rocky plains. The largest gorges cross several surreys before and after, and their depths reach tens of saari. Millions of inhabitants of this level inhabit these canyons, either in caves carved out of the cliffs or at the bottom of fissures. While Nessers' surface space is finite, its twisted canyons and tunnels contain a space that is virtually infinite.

In the midst of a war that the devil has called "the difficulty of order", the demons have launched an unprecedented and crazy attack on the first layer of hell. Known for his cunning and cunning, the first lord of the Torrell universe, Byer, along with the unbreakable bronze fortress, were drowned in the waves of demons.

The abyss continued to attack, and the second, third, and fourth layers changed hands one after another. The second-tier lord, Iron Duke Dispart, the third-tier lord, Greedy Grand Duke Maman, and the fourth-tier lord, Beria, hastily retreated to the lower tiers.

At a time when the entire underworld was shrouded in the shadows of the abyss, the Supreme Lord of Hell, Asmodeirs, ordered all the lords and troops to withdraw to the ninth level of Nessers.

Eight hellish planes were abandoned, a fiasco that had never been seen before. The devils guessed that the Lord of the Nine Hells was going to use stratagem or evil power again, and as in the past, he turned the situation upside down countless times.

To the devil's surprise, Asmodeurs attacked the lords and co-opted all their men. And they all the lords were slaughtered and sacrificed.

The sixth layer of the lord, the Demon Queen Glesia, escaped because she was the daughter of the Lord of the Nine Hells. Among the nine lords, Mephistopheles, the eighth lord second only to Asmodeirs, Mephistopheles, fled alone and has not been found.

By slaying five Devil Lords and sacrificing to the will of hell, Asmoder took advantage of the power he earned to tear Nessus apart from the plane of hell and flee to the depths of the astral plane.

Eradini looked up, and the crimson swirling sky showed an abnormal twist. Several powerful void creatures broke into the plane barrier, and immediately a team of Hellpuritors went up to meet them, and the colliding spells were radiant.

In order to avoid being found by demonic spies, Nessus is uncertain, so the plane turmoil is extremely frequent, and there are earthquakes and meteorite rains at both ends for three days, or void creatures and gods who are attracted to it. In three hundred years, Nessers had shrunk by a tenth.

A biting cold invasion came, and the tight-fitting moisturizing suit that the spirit suction monster used to regulate its body temperature was useless. A white spot appeared in the sky, as if a basin of bleach had been poured into a crimson dye vat, and half of the sky was blurred, and for the first time in ten thousand years, the dark tone of hell became bright.

The terrifying Being, who chased the Void creatures, squeezed into Nessus with a majestic strange force, and from a distance, it looked like an ice giant in the mountains.

Eradini was amazed, the third Zeux Ker to crash into it in a hundred years, and he guessed that some dimensional prison had been broken and the gods were running around.

And what he didn't know was that on the other side of the distant astral plane, the golden dragon Lesatos had also dealt with Zeuxker, but compared to the current one, he was just a child who had just graduated from kindergarten. The god squeezed into half of his body, and his mountain-like arms waved violently, setting off a hurricane. Its breath had already passed the realm of breath, and it was basically an ice storm, forming a dozen tornadoes that tore the Deep Hell Purgatory to pieces. Hundreds of white dragons rose from the cave on Zeuxk's body, and the adult dragons with a length of thirty or forty meters resembled sparrows on the shoulders of humans.

The Hellpurgatory retreated, and all the demons looked up at the sky calmly, including Eradini, the soul-absorbing monster. There was no fear or mercy in their eyes, and the fate of the gods was already sealed.

A giant, reddish-brown hand poked out from the deepest depths of hell, growing larger and larger, filling half of Eradini's vision, each finger a majestic mountain. Grab it all at once

God dragged it down. Zeuxkel's howls of pain resounded through Nessers, and it was pulled into the bottomless darkness without a sound. All the devils of the earth trembled.

Serpentine Canyon, the hideout of Asmodeus, has not left for hundreds of years since the Trouble of Order. When Eradini reached the edge of the canyon, he could detect the frost trail left behind by the gods' fall into the canyon.

[[[cp|:228|h:3oo|a:c|u:c.{0,10}o.{0,10}]]]"The great Lord of Darkness, Lord of Hell, I have been summoned. ”

A roar like a wave, and an unfathomable sound, passed into the spirit of the spirit sucking monster.

...... The distant layout was taking shape, the stakes under the trap were being inserted, and he heard from him, as well as a plea for help......

"Lesatos Bonflame?"

Be.

Eradini leaned in and whispered, "Please allow me to be brave, is that arrangement still in effect?"

Of course...... After a hundred years, the magic net has settled into the core of Salaphor, and the golden dragon is moving faster than I expected.

"Hatred is the strongest motivator of life, and he can be destroyed by demons, of course, he will do his best. Let me go for support, please send down the oracle. ”

Assist, supervise, monitor.

Eradini was expressionless, but the dancing tentacles betrayed the restlessness within him. His voice faded from calm to madness: "Yes! Yes! I see what you mean." I saw in the Battle of Attas, that the dragon had grown up under the weak dogma of Bahamut, and was full of superfluous feelings. ”

When necessary, kill him and you take his post.

"Thy will, my destiny, great Lord, the world shall be bowed to thy feet!, O Great......," said Eradini Mad, as his nickname was, trembling and chuckling sickly before the Lord of Hell.

Asmodeus didn't care about the little things of faux pas, he knew that the more the half-crazy believer laughed, the more calm and cruel he became.

A dagger appeared in front of Eradini's eyes, with a simple decoration, like a mass-produced item in a blacksmith's shop. But in psionic sensing, the darkness and evil aura of daggers are terrifyingly strong.

Eradini narrowed his eyes, took the dagger, and said in an intoxicated voice: "The [Zasman God Slayer Dagger], created by the self-sacrifice of thirty-nine members of the Nesser Zasman Sect, gives the holder the ability to override the fate of the divine being, and is hostile to all divine beings. ”

"After the dagger was created, the ancient god of death, Jegob, personally brought destruction upon the entire sect, trapping one hundred and forty-nine members in a large arena and slowly imploding into ghouls, forcing them to watch the fate of their friends in a mixture of fear and abomination. After this cruel feast, Jecob seized the vessel and finally caused it to fall into the hands of Bane, the god of tyranny, before he became a god. ”

The Spirit Suction Monster bent down towards the canyon and exclaimed, "Rich in gifts, I will make good use of this sub-artifact." ”

Holding it, stabbing at the target it should have stabbed, Asmodeus's aftermath echoed.

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