Why is Asdalen here?

Aaron's expression changed immediately after a brief moment of surprise.

Oops! This vampire has the potential to reveal their identities and reveal their whereabouts.

You must know that Aaron and the others appeared in Aphernas to prepare a disguise, they disguised themselves as merchants who came to trade in Aphernas, and obtained a special trade order from the Devil Grand Duke.

It's not surprising that Asdalen could recognize himself, but how did he recognize Nessia?

Before the vampire could say more, Aaron quickly made a "stop" gesture, and at this time Asdelon realized the problem, and the white-haired vampire beauty in the bunny girl costume stopped talking.

But it's too late.

"You know?" The merchant lord Mahathir Mohamad immediately noticed the unusual interaction between several people, and his shrewd and hospitable face moved slightly, and he immediately realized a new business opportunity.

"This vampire?" Aaron's reaction was swift: "His name is Asdalon, and he was my slave before, but I have sold him to a Baldur's Gate merchant, and I don't know why he is here."

"Slaves?" The business lord Mahad was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, the business lord dressed as a great merchant in Karinshan walked up to Asdalen's side and slapped his hand on the white-haired beauty's upright ass, "This is the best? You sold him? Your slave is so useful, and now he's mine!"

"So I'm surprised why I met him here." Aaron pondered for a moment and asked, "Can you tell me how he ended up here?"

"Apparently Morgan didn't teach you the rules here." Mahathir pointed a finger at Aaron, "One question, one soul coin, that's the rule."

Aaron glanced at Asdalen, whose face was full of frustration, and finally threw a soul coin in front of the other party's expression full of longing.

"Wow, the hum of soul coins swirling in the air, I won't get tired of hearing it in another 10,000 years." Mahathir immediately flicked his sleeves and put in the soul coin, and then told Asdalon where he came from.

The origin of the vampire is very simple, the wandering mall is always on the move in the first level of Hell, Aphnath, where Mahathir's wandering convoy does business with all the creatures of the multiverse, including demons, and he does not refuse to come.

Mahathir's favorite guest is called Demon Duncan, and the mage lord of Yaba is always generous.

Anyone or non-human creatures can enjoy the ultimate service in the wandering mall, but the law of the wandering caravan is equivalent exchange, just as Aaron needs soul coins to ask questions, when the down-and-out Asdalon is hunted by a group of bloody demons and flees to the vicinity of the wandering convoy for help, he naturally owes Mahathir a debt.

Unfortunately, the vampire was unable to pay this amount, so he was enslaved by Mahathir, of course, the merchant lords were disciplined, and according to the trade license granted to him by Asmodeirs, the Lord of the Nine Prisons, Mahathir had the right to take those who could not pay the commission as servants until he had earned enough money for himself.

Asdalon had wanted to borrow this caravan to get rid of the pursuers, but he was instead controlled by the caravan, and his good strength was useless in the face of the laws of hell - according to the trade license contract, all guests who could not afford to pay their bills would be controlled by a nine-ring "commanding spell", and unless the guests had the ability to resist the effects of the magic of the nine rings, they could only be enslaved by Mahathir as slaves until the merchant lord deemed it sufficient.

This is hell, and order and evil are the laws of hell, so don't play if you're unhappy.

If the bottomless abyss is a place where strength is king, and the strong are the sons of heaven, then the nine-layer hell is a holy place that belongs to the lawsuits and officials and immortals - everything here must be about the rules, the rivers and lakes are not fighting and killing, the rivers and lakes are the laws and contracts of human feelings.

At this point, the expression on Asdalen's face was humiliated and frustrated, and what made him even more strange was the gaze of the bald singer Morgan.

This guy's eyes lit up the moment he saw Asdalen, and his eyes never left his waist and face!

That's it!

Sure enough, bald song

Morgan spoke, "I like him very much, Mahathir, how much does he owe you?"

"1 Soul Coin for a Hell Bliss Feast, 2 Soul Coin for two water baths, 4 Soul Coin for a special service, and finally, provide a high-quality accommodation and shelter service, find him a delicious blood source for 5 Soul Coins, and a temporary care fee of 1 Soul Coins." Mahathir was a little reluctant, of course he knew that the value of this white-haired vampire beauty should be more than that.

But this is the rule of hell, there is as much as you want, and no contract or law can be violated, at least absolutely not directly.

"Deal." Morgan threw out a money bag, "Room and board are included."

"You're always so crisp, my friend." The Business Lord grinned, and Mahathir would be delighted to be able to make any deal done: "Welcome to Hell Elysium!"

Behind Mahathir's back, the Hell Chariot tent opened wide, revealing a portal to the half-plane.

At the entrance, there is a bizarre sign that can be read in all languages simply stating: "All are welcome here. No fighting! No spells! No exceptions!"

"Let's go, dear!" Morgan put his arms around Asdalen's neck: "You are really coincidental, coincidental~"

The white-haired vampire subconsciously clamped his legs.

As soon as he got out of the devil's cave, he entered the wolf's den???

…………

If the Wandering Mall is like an oasis in the desert of Avernas, then Hell Elysium is like the Las Vegas casino that Aaron saw in the pictures in his previous life, where every corner is built with the most luxurious decorations, drunken money, glamorous sounds, and has the best service in the multiverse.

The two Anzu demons stood at the gate of the Hell Elysium City decorated with golden gargoyles sculptures, and they were followed by twenty or thirty little devils, unlike the devils who fought madly and bloodily outside, the Anzu demons were arrogant but very polite, while the little devils were extremely flattering, and the flattering words that came out of their mouths were one after another, making Aaron feel that they were not devils but candidates for graduate school entrance examinations.

According to Morgan, these little devils are called "stackers" and are responsible for taking guests into Hell Elysium to spend, and the more they spend, the more commissions they earn, and the more commissions they earn, the more likely they are to be promoted.

It's a real fat difference, and it's no wonder the little devils are so enthusiastic.

The Anzu Demons provide teleportation services, coin exchange services, and notary services, with 1 Soul Coin for a message, 1 Soul Coin for couriers under 5 pounds, 2 Soul Coins for couriers between 5 pounds and 50 pounds, and 1 Soul Coin for express express delivery.

And today's Hell exchange rate is Cormier 93108 Gold Lion Coin = 1 Soul Coin.

Currency exchange services for almost all civilizations throughout the multiverse are available here.

As for the notary service, Anzu will charge a commission of 1 soul coin for the notary service, if this notary service involves a soul who is not present, an additional 1 soul coin will be charged, and if this notary service involves celestial beings, then the commission will be increased to 10.

Interestingly, if there is a dispute over the notary service, Anzu will actually attend the Hell Court in the Fourth Prison for the notary, and they will fight for the notary public as a defense lawyer, and present the notarized deed to fight for the employer's interests, while the Deep Hell Purgatory Justice, under the role of the original contract, will impartially make a judgment according to the contract regulations and the arguments of both parties.

Any good debate will give Anzu a different look from the Great Devils and win a chance to be promoted.

Hell is such a very strange place, the devils will try to take every gold coin from your wallet by all means, will use all means to try to trick you into signing a contract to give your soul, they will try to deliberately create or find loopholes in the contract, but in addition, the devils will not and cannot force and use magic to control mortals to sign, so the devil's contract is the most reliable thing in the multiverse, almost one.

Stacker Boy took Aaron and the others to a very lavishly decorated box, where the living conditions were better than Cormyr's palace of Oberszir, in the words of Annomin, "This is comparable to my father's palace."

As for Nestia's description, "Compared to it, the city of Morsobrai is a stinking ditch in the countryside."

A few people sat down, and Aaron finally asked Asdalon what was going on and why was he here?

When Asdalen arrived at this situation, he naturally didn't dare to hide anything anymore, and told Aaron and the others about his experience.

In the Battle of Baldur's Gate, his master Kazadol was hit by a dimensional stone nuclear bomb and was killed on the spot, so Asdelon got rid of his status as a blood slave and happened to be favored by Slaanesh, and by leading Aaron to get the stabbing sword given by Slaanesh, he returned to the deepest part of Kazadol's manor, and pierced his body in the coffin with a sword.

In this way, the High Vampire Lord Kazador is inexplicably tragic.

Having killed his master and truly freed himself from slavery, Asdalon began to take stock of his master's property, first dismissing the servants of the manor, and then handing over most of Cazador's property to Nestia, leaving a small part of his own to find a place to live a good life.

However, it was during the inventory of Cazzador's possessions that Astalon discovered Cazador's information about the "Vampire Ascension".

Kazador has been preparing an "Ascension" ritual, which, according to the research of the High Vampire, can create a perfect legendary vampire who is not afraid of sunlight, is not limited by the laws of the multiverse, and can move freely.

Perfect vampire.

This ritual requires a large number of props, and after all these years, Cazadol has prepared most of them.

Asdelon immediately moved his mind.

Isn't this ascension ceremony of the master just for me?

His Highness Ben Asdalon is going to turn over and become a master!

The white-haired beautiful man immediately inherited the will of Cazadol and prepared for the ascension ceremony.

Asdalon immediately regretted his previous move to hand over most of his wealth, because he found that the props of the ritual were incomplete, and some of them were still missing, and no one knew what would happen when the time came.

What to be afraid of, starve the faint-hearted, support the bold, I must realize that this may be my only chance in this life!

Asdalon decided, do it!

Soaring!!!

"Look at you like this, it looks like the Ascension Ritual has failed." Aaron couldn't help but laugh as he watched Asdalon passionately describe his experience, "So you fell into Aphernas?"

"Failed, but...... Well, I mean, not a complete failure." Asdalon was smug and embarrassed, awkwardly describing what happened next.

The Ascension Ritual was unsuccessful, and as the Ascension Ritual was about to reach its end, a voice from the Abyss rang out at the ceremony.

Not enough people!

Asdalon fell into the twelfth layer of the bottomless abyss, the Twelve Tree Planes, on the spot.

Originally, the power of the abyss would tear this failed vampire apart in an instant, how could he resist the will of the abyss?

However, Asdalen's ascension failed, but the ritual did not fail completely, activating and strengthening the power of the Mark of Slaanesh!

The Prince of Darkness hears the call of vampires beyond the multiverse, and he intervenes to save Asdalon.

"And how did you get to hell?" Aaron was amazed when he heard this, and Asdalen's legendary experience could already be written.

"Bloody battle, bloody battle!" Asdelon shook his head bitterly: "I went to the Abyss Plains, trying to find a way back to Baldur's Gate, but I happened to encounter the Abyss Blood War recruiting troops, I was forcibly conscripted, incorporated into the succubus army, and followed the Styx to Aphronas, in Aphnanas, the thirteenth legion I was in was defeated by the Devil Grand Duke Zareel, I desperately escaped, there were several devil TDs still chasing me, I kept running and kept fleeing until I met the wandering mall...... You know the rest of the story."

The way the demons recruit the Bloody Army is very simple and crude.

Either join the abyss or die.

Asdalon was influenced by the Mark of Slaanesh, making the other demons think he was also a demon.

We demons are very simple

are all born for bloody battles!

Aaron nodded, so that everything made sense.

Several people were silent for a moment, all amused by Asdalen's experience.

"Asdalen, your Excellency Aaron seems to be thirsty, go to the bar and bring him a glass of raspberry juice." The bald singer Morgan said suddenly.

"Morgan, do you think I can't drink water myself?" Aaron was a little strange, he laughed.

"I'll go, I'll go." Asdalon had no doubt about him, and despite the vampires' whining, he went to the bar to order a drink, and he was very skillful in his movements, apparently having been working here for a while.

In the box, looking at Asdelon's back, Morgan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's it, it's fine."

"What's okay? Morgan, do you have a crush on him?" Nestia said with a grin.

"No, I mean, the gift for Six Fingers, there's it." The bald singer interlocked his fingers, his golden glasses reflective, hiding his eyes surging with hell flames behind the lenses: "Before, I was always worried that the gift I prepared would not be able to impress Six Fingers and give us a chance to get close to the Silver Palace and Wojin."

"The moment I saw this vampire, I knew we had something to make Six Fingers feel 'the fawn is rambling.'" The bald singer's expression was vicious and greedy: "I can only let this vampire sacrifice for our great cause, for our great cause, this is a necessary sacrifice, I am not consulting with you, understand?"

Asdalen, who was ordering at the bar, suddenly felt a cold wind drifting behind the chrysanthemums.

It should be fine, right?!

Lord Aaron will take me out of Hell, the Prince of Darkness has promised me!

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