There is no doubt that King's Landing Tournament is seen by players as a stage set up for themselves to show their strength.

In just two or three days, those natives who originally came from all corners of the Westeros continent and wanted to become famous in a battle were ruthlessly eliminated by the fierce players.

Among them, the relatively dangerous horse spear competition and team competition are staged, and a large number of maimed and bloody deaths are staged almost every day.

In particular, elite players with higher levels have often begun to master skills such as Shun Crack, Mastery of Heavy Attack, Mastery of Shield Attack, Combat Reflexes, Jump Attack, and various weapon specializations.

Even iron or wooden weapons with no blades can exert unimaginable lethality in their hands.

Some of the hapless eggs were even inserted into their eyes directly through the slit in their helmets, and then screamed and died on the spot.

It's important to know that players don't have much mercy.

Since learning that the game mechanic is "killing monsters and leveling up", they can't wait to step on the ants when they walk to see if the experience card slot will increase a little.

What's even more terrifying is that since the players came to King's Landing in droves, the rats that were originally infested were killed in a very short period of time and almost disappeared.

Just because one guy found that killing rats gives you a very small amount of experience.

The rats are so miserable, not to mention the other animals, basically there is no grass everywhere they pass.

The gangs in the city that were originally composed of ruffians and hooligans with the nature of the underworld originally wanted to extort a sum of money from these outsiders.

As a result, a team of players was provoked, wounded and killed several of them, and was besieged by hundreds of players that night.

The creepy screams, wails, and begs for mercy continued throughout the night.

The next morning, the people living in the surrounding area and the golden robes who had come to clean up the mess were stunned by the cruel and tyrannical scene they saw, and many of them covered their mouths and began to vomit.

Several leaders of the gang were all pierced with slender wooden stakes and hung in the most conspicuous place in the doorway.

They don't have much intact skin on their bodies anymore, and the sight of the lake of flesh and blood and the traces left by a large number of tortures can make people have nightmares for months on end.

The most frustrating thing is that the poor worms, who had been tortured all night, are still alive, and the wooden stakes inserted from the lower half of the body have avoided almost all vital points, and the perpetrators are suspected of stopping the bleeding, bandaging, and some kind of treatment (magic) on them.

But anyone who is not a fool can see that the reason why they were allowed to survive was to make them taste more pain before they died.

Obviously, the players are doing this out of anger.

The reason is very simple, they will be resurrected in the floating city of Plantia after they die.

After resurrection, he couldn't come to King's Landing immediately, but had to set off from Pantos on the other side of the sea, and he didn't even have a weapon or equipment to defend himself before returning to the group.

In desperation, the only way to do this was to contact the team of players who stayed in Pantos, borrow a little money and equipment, and then take a merchant ship to King's Landing.

The time, energy, money and favors that are consumed back and forth are a lot of money.

Therefore, the players in King's Landing immediately decided to kill the chickens and monkeys, and give these gang forces who don't know whether they are alive or dead to show a little color.

So, in the next few days, they continued to take the initiative to attack, uprooting almost the entire city of ruffians and gangs, killing more than a thousand people in one go.

As a direct result, King's Landing, which was originally chaotic and prone to crime, instantly raised the public security situation by several notches.

Of course, such a reckless killing by players naturally caused a lot of dissatisfaction among vested interest groups.

In particular, the golden robe, who has close contacts with the gang forces and even acts as its protective umbrella, wanted to deal a thunderous blow to this group of outsiders at the beginning.

Soon, however, Janos Slint, the supreme commander of the army, changed his attitude and strictly forbade his men from taking any malicious actions against the players.

As for the reason......

Naturally, when he woke up from bed one morning, he found the bloody head of his favorite war horse at the head of the bed, and he was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.

And for two weeks in a row, I had severe insomnia, I couldn't sleep at all, and I often dreamed of being killed silently.

You don't have to ask to know that the player who did this must be a "Godfather" fan.

After cleaning up the original gang forces in King's Landing, a guy named Nyx, who had been a modern gangster, saw the opportunity to stand up and unite about three mages, five bards, fifteen warriors, and more than thirty thieves to form a guild called "Shadow", which quickly filled the power vacuum caused by the previous killings through threats, intimidation, assassination, bribery, and other means.

And that's not all!

The players led by him gave up the original idea of becoming mercenaries and began to develop in another direction.

With the cooperation of a large number of thieves and a small number of mages and bards, they soon found out a lot of rumors, secrets, and private conversations of nobles, and sorted them out and sold them at high prices to other players, or local natives.

Both Varys and Petyr Berish were on high alert against the sudden emergence of this intelligence organization.

But sadly, these two conspirators are seriously lacking in force and are no match for the murderous players.

After only a few rounds of confrontation, the "little birds" of the eight-clawed spider were captured by the players, and most of them quickly chose to work for the new "master" under coercion and temptation.

As for the brothels and prostitutes controlled by Littlefinger, business has also plummeted under the player's dimensionality reduction.

After all, compared with the temptations, performances and gameplay of the modern society of the earth, the erotic service industry in this world is still too primitive and backward.

In addition to opening casinos, pubs, inns and sex services, this group of players has also reached out to smuggling, which is both highly profitable and risky.

Unlike the "traditional gangs" that traditionally rely on oppressing outsiders and the poor to extract money, they can be said to be very good to the poor people within their control.

It will not only take the initiative to maintain order and crack down on violent crime and petty theft, but also provide jobs for the people at the bottom, repair houses, and give the elderly and children who are unable to work a free meal every day, although it is not good-looking, but it can satisfy the stomach.

This move undoubtedly won the support of the poor at the bottom of society, and even gratefully regarded them as saviors, and did their best to provide them with some information that they knew, and distributed it as an eyeliner in the streets and alleys.

King Robert and Prime Minister Ned may not know anything about King's Landing, but Shadow knows absolutely everything.

With a modern management model, Shadow can accurately count the number of ships docked at the port every day, the number of crew members, where they come from, what kind of goods they bring, how much they sell for, what kind of goods they buy before leaving, and the changes in the prices of various commodities in the market.

If they wanted, they could also control prices to a certain extent, so that a ship could not sell anything or buy supplies here.

When those traders are in trouble, they will immediately find the leaders of the "shadow" organization and let them administer justice for themselves, instead of those extremely corrupt golden robes that have long since rotted from the roots.

Countless people are proud to kiss the red magic ring on Nyx's hand, seeing it as a symbol of social status.

Gradually, this shadow guild, which was founded by the players and served as the core backbone, became a veritable giant shadow over the entire city of King's Landing.

Even the golden-robed people who hunt for wanted criminals must first go to the Shadow Guild, otherwise their people will disappear inexplicably soon after entering a street.

There is also a nursery rhyme that the King sitting on the Iron Throne is just a puppet, and that Nexus is the true ruler of King's Landing.

The diary, which is responsible for monitoring the behavior of players in this world, watched the rapid rise of the Shadow Guild from beginning to end, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's really worthy of being a special talent selected after strict screening, but it's really more than a punishment." Yin Shadora, this guy named Nexus can't be a felon, right? ”

"No, it wasn't a gun that killed him, it was an electric chair. Incidentally, when he was sentenced to death, he was saddled with 40 confirmed first-degree murders, more than 100 unconfirmed murders, 15 bank robberies, hundreds of burglaries, illegal operation of brothels and underground casinos, and more than 1,500 gang members under his control. ”

The mastermind, Yin Shadora, directly reported the player's "brilliant" record during his lifetime through his psychic ability.

"What?! How was this scum chosen? ”

The diary was momentarily stunned.

He couldn't believe that Zuo Si, who had always hated violent crime, would allow the soul of such a person to enter the player group.

The main brain, Yin Shadora, replied without thinking: "The criteria for selection have nothing to do with good or evil, but are mainly judged by ability and whether they tend to be orderly.

Although Nyx did all kinds of evil, the people who died at his hands were basically drug dealers, gang members, police officers who collected black money, and killers.

Moreover, his ability is very outstanding, and he is also extremely strict when managing his subordinates, strictly prohibiting him from harassing ordinary civilians, showing a strong sense of order.

So it's not worth the fuss that you'll end up being chosen.

There are many other special talents like this in the player base, and they will show their unique talents whenever they have the opportunity. ”

"Well, I now know why these guys don't have any mental barriers when they kill and torture their enemies.

It turned out that it was not entirely the result of weakened pain perception and nerve stimulation, but also partly that they had long been accustomed to it.

If you don't mind, can you tell me how much of a ruthless person like this makes up the player base? ”

The diary touched his chin and asked with interest.

"The current player base consists of almost one-fifth of the total number of people like Nexus, and the vast majority of them are soldiers or mercenaries who suffer from battlefield syndrome, especially a crazy passion for fighting and killing. Less than half of the people are truly normal. According to Soth's plan, the proportion of ordinary people will slowly increase in the future. ”

The main brain, Yin Shadora, gave an answer without thinking.

As more and more new Mind Flayers donate their brains, her psychic abilities are increasing at an unimaginable rate.

Now it is even possible to directly delete the brains of tens of thousands of intelligent beings, turning them into walking dead with no memory, no personality, and no subjective consciousness.

As for the number of connected players, it has also been raised to more than 100,000.

There is no doubt that the current mastermind, Yin Shadora, has far surpassed most of Faeron's mind-snatcher masterminds in terms of strength level.

In particular, her ability to spread her consciousness apart, process information from thousands of players at the same time, and keep two virtual worlds running, set her on a very different path when it came to the development of psychic abilities.

"Less than half of the normal people? OMG! It seems that I am going to take a moment of silence for the natives of this world, especially for the nobles and slave owners. ”

The diary couldn't help but hold his forehead, as if he had seen the terrifying scene of killing people's heads and bleeding rivers.

He had no doubt that the players had the power to completely destroy the existing order in this world.

Because they have immortal bodies and professional ranks, they have now shown overwhelming strength.

The Shadow Guild founded by Nexus, the aristocratic knights who lost their armor at jousting tournaments, and the thieves who used the Red Keep, where the royal family lived, as if they were public toilets, were all proof of this.

What's more, this advantage will also get bigger and bigger with the kills and the level increases.

When a certain tipping point is exceeded, the whole world will be completely destroyed, or it will be forcibly turned into a colony with unlimited resources.

"Indeed, there should be a moment of silence.

Because it wasn't long ago that the players of Slave Bay had just forged an alliance and started a frenzy hunting for the Unsullied in and around Astapo City.

In just a few days, the death toll of the latter reached thousands.

Several of the good lords (as the great slave owners called themselves) were killed in their homes.

Now the whole of Astapor is in a mess, almost on the verge of anarchy. ”

The mastermind, Yin Shadora, in a meaningful tone, reported a big news made by the players.

"Hunt the Unsullied? Why! Didn't they plan to free the slaves? The journal raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

Mastermind Yin Shadora replied with a smile, "Because a small gang of them has found that killing the highly trained Unsullied can give you a very high experience bonus.

So he immediately changed his strategy, intending to kill all the Unsullied in the entire Astapor.

Under the poisoning, assassination, and surprise attacks of these mad dog players, even the most perfect, fearless, and disciplined warriors in the world are now in a panic.

After all, they may not be afraid of swords, spears, and arrows, but they are in awe of the power of magic that they cannot comprehend.

Some businessmen and civilians are even willing to provide information and money to ensure that they will not be implicated.

The squad that has now killed the largest number of Unsullied has reached LV7 at its true average level.

If you kill all the more than 8,000 Unsullied and those soldiers who are being trained, then their average level will most likely reach around LV12. ”

"Slaughter a city to gain experience points and increase your class level? This is really a typical pattern of behavior of the Fourth Natural Calamity. ”

The corners of Diary's mouth twitched slightly.

It was only then that he realized how terrifying the game operations that were so common in his own perception were to the indigenous inhabitants if they were transferred to reality.

While the two were talking, a small team of thirty players had just finished a fierce battle in a mansion belonging to the good lord in Astapo.

Although they were almost all wounded, and several of their companions had died with the enemy in the fierce battle, they had now returned to the floating city of Plantia to be reborn, but the result was to kill ten times as many as their own Unsullied.

Right now, hundreds of corpses in this mansion were piled up in the open space in the courtyard, and the blood that flowed out even completely stained the ground black and red.

A large number of flies, insects and birds descend from the sky to enjoy this feast of nature's gifts.

In contrast, the slaves, who had been in the service of their masters, were prostrate on the ground in the most humble posture and trembled, not daring to raise their heads to look at these ferocious evil stars.

You must know that since the birth of Astapor, there has never been such a bad incident.

Even the Unsullied, whom they were so proud of, flinched in the face of these few but elite, fierce, and lifeless madmen.

What was even more incomprehensible to the slaves was that these madmen, who were badly wounded and had lost some of their companions, had a visceral joy on their faces, as if they had a pathological obsession with fighting and killing.

"Hahahaha! This time it's really profitable! More than 300 Unsullied, as well as a few other mercenaries and guards. ”

"Yes! If we continue like this, when we kill all the Unsullied, Good Lords, and Mercenaries in the entire city of Astapo, we will definitely be able to reach LV 100 or above. ”

"Not just the class level, but also the belongings in this mansion."

"In my opinion, a fart slave was also freed. Let's directly kill these cities around Slave Bay, like Meereen and Yuankai. ”

"Don't mess around. We're going to build our rule here, recruit troops, and create value for our inhabitants. Kill the Unsullied because they give the most experience. And it can't be co-opted by normal means at all, and the training method is too anti-human to exist in this world in the first place. Death is not a pain for them, but a relief. ”

"By the way, what happened to those guys who accidentally died in battle?"

"They've all been resurrected in the Floating City, and they've now reached Pantos through the portal. If nothing else, I think I'll be on a merchant ship with my brothers who died earlier. ”

“ok！ Pack up the loot! We retreat immediately! ”

"What about those slaves?"

"Go and ask them if they'd like to come with us. Bring it with you if you want, and stay if you don't. ”

"The businessman who provided the news this time is very good, remember to give him more benefits."

"Don't worry! When have I ever skimped on this. Seriously, don't you think this game is too real? ”

"Yes! Especially the merchants, as long as we are willing to give them enough benefits, they don't mind selling out the interests of their cities at all. ”

"After all, it's high-tech three hundred years later, and there are even intelligent simulant robots in Infinite City, and it's normal for NPCs in the game to be smarter."

"That's right. I'm really liking the world more and more. ”

……

With the players talking in whispers, the entire mansion is quickly ransacked.

As for the slaves, they all chose to flee with the murderers of their masters.

Because they don't have a second option.

If they stay, when the other good masters learn about this, they will definitely kill all the surviving slaves and bury them.

Of course, Zuo Si obviously didn't know anything about the big moves that players made in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire.

He was now carefully observing his teammates who were about to start his journey to the abyss through Davidian's eyes, and even directly took over the latter's body.

"Long time no see, dear Lord Soth. On behalf of the Church, I would like to express my deep gratitude to you for coming to the rescue of the Goddess. Yes, this thing is the [Shadow Core], I think you should have your own way to carry it. ”

The supreme leader of the Church of the Holders, Saranda Olem, pointed to the black sphere that was about one and a half meters in diameter and floating in mid-air in the room.

The primordial energy unintentionally released from the latter's cracks, as well as the piercing ringing that erupted in the air from time to time, all proved its danger.

If you look at it from the outside, it is undoubtedly the power source of a floating city, the core of Mithera.

But the difference is that the thing seems to have broken when it fell from the sky, and it also accidentally absorbed the energy of the Shadow Net.

Or maybe the arcanists at that time wanted to transfer the floating city to the shadow plane, but just after the core part was connected, the floating city smashed to the ground.

In order to confirm his conjecture, Zuo Si controlled Davidian's body and walked straight to the [Shadow Energy Core], reaching out to touch the cold outer wall.

Moment!

An astonishing wave of energy poured out of the crack, accompanied by an unstable violent shock.

Luckily, Davidian already had a spark in his body that was burning itself, so he quickly inhaled the energy and avoided possible explosions and chaotic magic fluctuations.

Just as Zuo Si was about to withdraw his hand, he suddenly heard a strange whisper ringing in his ears.

"Kill-kill-kill! Kill everything that is alive! ”

"Darkness will come! The world will return to the silence it was before the revival of all things! ”

"Energy! Give me your energy! I'm going to suck you dry! ”

Since these voices were in an extremely old and jerky language, and were extremely ambiguous and mixed with some creepy roars, even Zuo Si, who had a wealth of knowledge, could only understand a very small part of them.

And he didn't even notice that when these whispers mixed with energy poured into his body, Davidian's right hand was completely wrapped in a black tangible substance, and three pairs of eyes could be faintly seen.

One pair is extremely crazy, the other is cold and dark, and the last pair is naked greed.

The terrifying sight immediately aroused the vigilance of the rest of the team.

Xinbu, who was also the Chosen Woman of Magic, suddenly released a cloud of silver fire, directly knocking back Davidian controlled by Zuo Si from the side of the [Shadow Energy Core], and then asked loudly, "Hey! Are you okay? ”

At this moment, Zuo Si finally came back to his senses, looked at the arm that had recovered to its original state, and immediately responded as if it was nothing: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine, but I'm just interested in the huge energy generated by this thing." ”

"Are you sure? We saw several pairs of eyes twinkle on you. ”

Hinbu apparently didn't quite believe that.

"Hehe, don't worry, it's just a little trouble, I can handle it."

After saying this, Zuo Si ignored the reactions of the others, took out his suitcase and stuffed the [Shadow Energy Core] in its entirety.

From the unusual whisper just now, he could basically determine that there must be some secrets hidden inside this energy core that he didn't know.

However, the current trip to the abyss is imminent, and it is clearly not the time to go deeper.

So when it was loaded, Zuo Si directly used teleportation magic to transfer the box to the Askatra Tower, and then nodded at Salanda Oriem, signaling that he was ready.

The latter didn't even say a word of nonsense, and immediately let the high-ranking mage who had spent a lot of money open a portal to Aphnath, the first layer of hell.

A portal to the Bronze Fortress, to be exact.

It's the front line of the bloody war, and it's also a gathering place for armies of demons and creatures from other planes that tend to be orderly.

Unlike what many people imagine, it is closer to a "cosmopolitan" super-fortress city.

There are countless portals to other planes.

Through their clever sophistries and flaming speeches, the devils continue to rally allies to help them join the fight against the demons.

Salenda Oriam carefully took out a scroll engraved with an evil aura from his bosom, handed it to the Storm Queen Simbu, and whispered, "This is the agreement we have managed to reach with the First Lord of Hell, Grand Duke Bair.

With this agreement, you don't have to fulfill the obligation of bloody battles, and you can directly bypass the main battlefield and go to the Abyss Plain.

Be extra careful, though, because I'm not sure if there are any hidden secrets, traps, or holes that can be exploited.

Once you arrive at the Bronze Fortress, don't sign any agreement with the demons, and don't join any team. ”

"Got it, we're not the rookies who go to Hell for the first time, and we know what to do. Not to mention...... One of us may be more cunning and dangerous than most demons. ”

As he said this, Xinbu glanced at Zuo Si from the corner of his eye, and the meaning of his words was self-evident.

In this way, except for the half-demon thieves who had not yet joined the team, the rest of the team members crossed the portal and arrived at the bronze fortress on the other side.

As the name suggests, it's a superfortress built almost entirely of bronze and covers an area of more than 100 square kilometers.

If you look at it from above, you can see twelve concentric circles of huge walls, each of which is hundreds of meters high and has a powerful war machine set up on it.

Countless bad demons, little devils, and soul shells are constantly building, repairing, and maintaining them day and night as hard laborers.

The low-level devil army that was about to be sent to the bloody battlefield, under the control and leadership of the high-level devils, continued to set off from the city gate to join this bloody mill with a low survival rate.

Someone once calculated that out of every 10,000 devils sent to the bloody battle, less than a hundred survived the first battle.

The survival rate of the second trip to the bloody battle will suddenly drop to five or less.

So all the devils who survive the brutal and never-ending war will be promoted without exception, and they will be promoted to other jobs that may take decades or even hundreds of years.

This is true even for the devil who has always had an advantage in battle damage, let alone the chaotic demon.

Once on the battlefield of bloody battles, even the Abyss Lord did not dare to guarantee that he would survive.

With such a terrifying intensity of war, if it were replaced by a mortal race, I am afraid that it would have collapsed long ago.

But for demons and demons, it has become an integral part of their lives, as normal as breathing.

At the moment when everyone had just set foot on the land of hell, a Deep Hell Purgatory who was recruiting cannon fodder suddenly flew over from a distance, looked at the team members with those playful eyes, and only after a minute did he speak, "Interesting! It's so much fun! A group of godlike electors actually came to the Bronze Fortress. If you don't mind, can you tell me your purpose? ”

"We have an agreement with Duke Bayer, so you'd better not have any bad ideas."

Xinbu issued a warning as he handed over the parchment scroll in his hand.

Although in the eyes of many mortals, a top-level devil like the Deep Hell Purgatory Demon is definitely an invincible existence.

But in front of this team that specializes in going to the Triple Realm to rescue the Goddess of Wealth, it is only a minor trouble at best.

Anyone who stands up casually can easily play him to the point where he can't survive or die.

Among them, the chosen and legendary warrior of the god of war Tampas, Quill unceremoniously pulled out the black two-handed giant sword behind his back, and his eyes revealed a bloodthirsty light that could be killed at any time.

The Deep Hell Purgatory's face changed dramatically in an instant, and he immediately beckoned a bunch of low-level demons to block in front of him, carefully spreading out the scroll and checking the terms word by word.

When he finished reading it all, he immediately pursed the corners of his mouth and a playful smile appeared, and said in a slightly exaggerated tone: "Ah! It turns out that you are all guests invited by His Excellency the Grand Duke of Bair, and allow me to apologize for my rudeness.

However, while this agreement makes it clear that you are not obligated to participate in the bloody war, it does not mean that you can avoid contributing to the order of the multiverse.

According to the latest Article 453,629 of the Hell Code, chapters 16 and 24, all those who wish to travel to other places through the Bronze Fortress must do something or complete a task before they can leave freely.

So......

I advise you not to resist.

Because this is a bronze castle, even if you are strong enough to kill me and my men, can you still kill the thousands of Hellpurgator and other high-level demons entrenched here? ”

"Damn! I knew it wasn't going to be useful. ”

Xinbu couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

"Why don't you leave it to me?"

The muscles in Quell's body began to tense and congest, and some invisible energy was flowing through his body, causing his eyes to be blood-red.

Just as he was about to rush out, Bonita, the Purple Dragon Knight, stopped him and solemnly warned, "Don't do anything here, or we will be overwhelmed by countless devils." ”

"So what do you say?"

Quill rolled his eyes in annoyance, but put away his weapon anyway.

"This is certainly a case to negotiate."

With that, Bonita walked to the front of the line and asked the Hellpurgatory bluntly, "What do you want us to do?" ”

"Hehe, of course, I would like you to help deal with a group of demon elites who are constantly hunting and destroying logistics supply lines in the southeast of the Bronze Castle.

This group of bastards had already killed fifteen hundred devilish reinforcements who had come from elsewhere to support the front line in ten days.

At the same time, weapons and armor that could equip an army of 10,000 men were destroyed.

The Duke of Baier had just issued a bounty not long ago, and whoever could get rid of them would be promoted to the head of the entire logistics department.

I promise, I'll give you a pass as long as you've killed these damned demons. ”

The Deep Hell Purgatory did not hurry to prescribe conditions.

Obviously, he wanted to use the tough squad in front of him to take out the enemy before the rest of his colleagues, and then take all the credit for it.

Using the power at hand to coerce outsiders to do the work for them is a very common trick in the competition within the devil.

It's a pity that this Deep Hell Purgatory Demon obviously miscalculated.

Just as Bonita was about to agree, Zuo Si took out the emblem given to him by Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, from his pocket, shook it in front of the greedy guy's eyes, and then asked in a low voice, "I think you should recognize what this is, right?" ”

Next Second......

As if stimulated by something, the Deep Hell Purgatory immediately began to tremble slightly on the spot.

Before the rest of the team could react to what was happening, he threw himself on his knees and said in an extremely humble and slightly trembling voice, "Hug ...... I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you who deserved death. Please give me another chance, whatever I am asked to do, just don't downgrade. ”

There is no doubt that the Deep Hell Purgatory's reckless reaction not only confused the team members, but also the demons who gathered together were equally unclear about the situation.

But Zuo Si obviously didn't want to explain too much, just slowly spit out a word from his mouth: "Get out!" ”

As a result, the former did not even hesitate, and immediately rolled and disappeared at the end of the street with his head in his hands like a ball in front of everyone's eyes.

When the devils under him saw this, they also turned into birds and beasts.

After all the devils had run away, the Purple Dragon Knight couldn't help but ask, "What did you just show that Deep Hell Purgatory that made him so scared?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just a trivial little trick." Zuo Si replied with a smile.

"Soth! You can't have signed a deal with Hell, right? ”

Xinbu was obviously the person who knew Zuo Si the most in the team, and he guessed the truth at once.

"Rest assured ......"

Just as Zuo Si was about to explain a little, a figure full of oppression suddenly appeared on the street out of thin air.

He was about four meters tall, with dark red skin and hair, a pair of large, backward horns on his forehead, features that were handsome even by elven standards, and a sumptuous dark red robe, one of which held a scepter encrusted with a large ruby.

The moment this figure appeared, all the devils in the entire bronze fortress seemed to realize something, and they prostrated on the ground to express the highest degree of respect and obedience to it.

Even Grand Duke Baier, the first-layer lord of the fortress who had been in the center of the concentric circles, teleported over for the first time, kneeling down on one knee and kissing the footprints he walked through.

You don't need to ask to know that this figure is none other than the undisputed Lord of Hell - Asmodeirs.

"Soth—I think you owe us all an explanation!"

Xinbu's face was pale at the moment, and there was no trace of blood.

Although she is impulsive and irritable, she is definitely not a fool, and she can see that the other party is coming for the young man next to her.

"I'm sorry, I might have to miss me for a while now, and I'll give you a satisfactory explanation later."

After saying this, Zuo Si ignored the teammates around him who had different reactions, and walked slowly forward.

The slight footsteps of both sides touched all the creatures of the entire Bronze Castle.

Finally, when the distance was less than a meter, Asmodeus stopped first and asked in a cheerful tone: "My young friend, did you come to sign that agreement?" ”

"I may be disappointing, I'm not here to sign the agreement, I just happened to be passing by." Zuo Si put on an innocent look and spread his hands.

"Oh? Why didn't you sign that agreement by the way? From here, it wouldn't be much time to travel to the lowest level of Hell, Nessas, to sign a pact. Believe me, no matter what the purpose of your trip is, it will better protect your soul. Asmodeus whispered a tempting.

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"There's a lot of people here, so I thought let's find a place where no one is around. In fact, the reason why I am not in a hurry to sign that agreement is because I have prepared a special gift for the new dimension that Hell is about to add, something that is unheard of and unseen in this universe. ”

With that, Zuo Si gave the Lord of Hell a look.

Asmodeus didn't say a word, but raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Moment!

The two disappeared from the bronze fortress without a trace.

"Your Excellency! Just ...... Who was the mortal who was talking to Lord Asmodeirs? ”

A Hellpurgatory got up from the ground and asked cautiously.

"How do I know!"

Bayer glared at the other party angrily, and his heart was full of anxiety.

Because unlike the other level lords, he has maintained the Deep Hell Purgatory until now

without getting a unique form.

This means that the Will of the Plane does not recognize its status as a liege, but is only the result of Asmodeirs' forcible promotion.

And Zuo Si's conversation with the Lord of Hell just now made him realize that Asmodeurs was plotting some shocking secrets behind his back, which he didn't even know about.

What's the secret?

Is it a threat to yourself?

What is the content of the agreement mentioned in the conversation between the two?

Soon, Baier set his eyes on Xinbu and his party, and quickly put on a cordial and friendly appearance, saying that he would set up a banquet to entertain these distinguished guests from afar.

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Of course, the real purpose is to ask for some personal information about Zuo Si.