What does it mean to talk a lot? How ashamed to know all my secrets? Do you know that I am the angel of the Radiant Maiden? Siefer's expression remained unchanged, and he tentatively said in a cold tone:

"Don't be foolish, Bell."

On the parchment page, a string of ink words appeared, and the handwriting was fresh, as if it had just been written.

"What a beautiful misunderstanding, Grand Duke Seefer. But I'm not Bell. ”

"If Bell knew that the current lord of the first layer of hell, the Devil Grand Duke Syfer, was only a ninth-order devil, and his power was not even as good as that of many Hell Dukes and Dark Eight Demon Generals, he would have single-handedly entered the lord's castle and forced you to give way."

"Hehehe, you know, as a former lord, Bell, it doesn't take much effort to pinch a ninth-order devil like you to death."

The guy on the other side knows I'm bluffing? Know that I don't even have a hundred-level legendary level? Sifer's pupils shook, and his heart contracted suddenly.

For a moment, Sifer was even a little worried, and the other party directly said that he was an undercover agent sent by the Heavenly Realm!

But immediately, he calmed the apprehension in his chest.

"You know something." Siefel tried to keep his expression unchanged, and questioned the mysterious man on the other side of the book, the 'Talker', in a calm and unwavering tone, as if he was not frightened by the revelation of his true strength.

Scribbled ligatures are outlined on the yellow parchment pages.

"I know more about the secrets of the Advent than you think, Grand Duke Sifer."

Has the Talker discovered the secret of the Advent and the Blue Star? No, just now he directly pointed out the secret that I did not reach the legend, but this time he did not say any detailed information, and only scared me with vague words, indicating that his knowledge of the identity of the Advent was also limited, and he may just want to test my reaction······ Does the fact that the talker keep calling me Archduke Seefer mean that he is so concerned about the order and rank of the Nine Hells that he has developed a habit? Well, he did say that he was a legendary devil just now, and of course this statement could also be false.

Siefel remained calm, guessed the identity of the other party from the words of the multi-talker, and said without humility or arrogance:

"Okay, talker, I know you know me quite well. So what do you want me to do? Do you want to blackmail me with my handle? ”

On the yellowed parchment scroll, new handwriting is outlined.

"Please rest assured, Grand Duke of Seefer, that I am on the same page as you and will not tell Bell your secret. In the fight against Bell, I can also give you a useful reminder, honorable Archduke of the Devil. ”

"I don't trust good Samaritans for no reason, especially in hell." Siefel replied coldly, "How do I contact you?" ”

The more ink is written on the page.

"Archduke Sifer, you can ask the Book of Lords to note me as a 'talker'. You can use it to talk to me in the future, and if you have any confusion about fighting Bell, I can answer it for you. ”

"Believe me, I probably know more than you as a newcomer in the politics of hell. Of course, I may not be available, and I may reply later. ”

This talker is really a lot... He promised to help me fight Bell, should I really ask for help and test what he knew? Even if the other party really wants to harm me, but now they want to deceive my trust, then no matter what happens in the future, it is blood to be able to extract valuable information now!

Siefel nodded slightly, and while suspecting the identity of the other party, he asked tentatively:

"I came across an incident not long ago in which Bell seemed to be able to identify me as an Essence and not an Avatar. Does he really have such abilities? Of course, this may also be my delusion. ”

Siefel refers to the incident in which Bell failed to stab him and instead offered a knife. He deliberately did not specify it in order to test whether the many people who spoke knew it.

No new ink appeared on the page for more than 10 seconds, and it seemed that the talker on the other end was also caught in a short period of thought. After a long time, on the yellowed pages, the talker replied in new ink.

"Archduke Sifer, I think what you said should mean that on the rooftop of the lord's fortress, Bell was sure that it was your body and not his incarnation that came to see him, and even suddenly burst out and tried to attack you."

Sure enough, he knew! Sifer's heart was alarmed, and he had more doubts about the identity of the other party.

Ink words poured out one after another:

"Bell doesn't have any special ability to see through your identity, and in fact he's especially bad at prophecy and revealing secrets. He knew this because he was in his possession of a fragment of the Book of Lords. When you successfully create an avatar, it will be slightly mentioned in the fragment. And before you met last week, he checked the fragment and found that your avatar had not yet been completed, so he could only see him in his own body. ”

"Of course, this kind of information sharing is very limited, and the most he can know about you is whether you have an avatar or not, and he can't know more about you and your avatar."

"Well, Grand Duke Seefer, the information I have provided is quite useful."

Siefel bowed his head slightly, relieved a little, but was more wary of this talker, and squeezed out a faint smile:

"Talker, if it's really necessary, I'll contact you, goodbye."

"Goodbye, and good luck with your victory over Bale." The talker left a blessing that I don't know if it was sincere or false, and also terminated the communication.

[Newsletter ended]

On the pages of the Book of Lords, the ink is full of letters, and a neat string of words "Communication has ended" replaces the original graceful and highly personalized letters.

"Book, can you find out who the guy sent you the message is?" Siphiel asks about the Book of Lords.

The bronze book snapped shut and shook in the air, signaling that there was nothing he could do.

Hide your IP address, right······ Siefel spat silently, let out a long sigh of relief, and leaned back in the cold chair, slightly tired from the tense nerves.

Siphiel struggled to recall the content of the previous conversation, searching for details from the few words, trying to deduce the identity of the multi-talker.

Knowing that I am a bluffing ninth-order devil, the talker may have seen me before, and possess a special ability that can see through strength, similar to the 'Shining Eye' blessing bestowed on me by the Goddess. Of course, it is not ruled out that the other party does not need to see me in person to see through my strength, but if the talker is really so powerful, there is no need for him to deal with me. If it's a devil who has seen me before, the range of locking is much smaller.

Prior to his ascension to the 1st Layer of Hell, Sifer was the Count of the 9th Layer of Hell, hovering on the fringes of the political struggle at the heart of Hell. But at present, the devils who are still alive in the 9th layer of hell have no substantive interests entangled with him. So Siefel excluded them for the time being.

Siefer's fingertips tapped on the ornate wooden table, the sound of percussion evident in the silent darkness, sorting out every clue, the beads of broken threads connected in his mind.

The talker claims to be a legendary devil, but after taking office as a lord, I don't seem to have come into contact with other hundred-level legendary devils other than Bell······ He knew that my true strength was far from worthy of status, and that if I told Bell this secret, I could immediately reap great benefits, but he didn't do so, which shows that he is not only disloyal to Bell, but may also seek greater benefits. And if Bell defeats me, it's an outcome he doesn't want to see. But he came up and used this secret to intimidate me, probably to warn me that if he really angered him, he also had my handle······

The man of many words can send me a message through the Book of Lieges, and he may be a lord of another level of hell, or a lord of his command. He may be interested in the Adventists, and even know about the special features of a small number of the Adventists.

Is it possible that the Lord of the Nine Hells?

The idea had just popped into Siefir's mind, and he thought it was too ridiculous to deny it. Compared to him, the level of the Lord of the Nine Prisons is not a dimensional at all, and there is no need to talk to him in such a low style.

"Unfortunately, I simply look at the text, and I have no way to use my ability to discern lies and determine how much of what he says is true. If I can induce him to use the form of speech to communicate, then I will be able to tell the truth of the words. Well, next time, no matter what, trick him into using the communication crystal to talk to me. ”

Siefel has roughly determined the direction of future efforts, but at the same time, he feels that the future ahead has cast a shadow.

Now the devil who may discover the secret of the blue star is not only Bell, but also an unknown multi-talker. Plus the mysterious devil who dragged Lulu's soul to hell. He has too many opponents, and the prophesied end may really be inevitable.

Siphiel tapped his temple and sent a message to Lulu in his head.

"Lulu, help me find out what demons used to be called 'Talkers' in the Nine Hells? Just consider the ninth-order devil and the legendary devil. ”

This is a commonly used title for devils, but most of the users are just some third- and fourth-order mid-level devils, all of whom are salesmen who abduct souls. Siefel also doesn't think that the person who communicates with him will use a title that may reveal his identity as his name, but there are not many clues to investigate now, so he can only start from this.

Leaving the self-proclaimed Talker behind him for a moment, Siphael turned around and continued to repair his avatar. His fingertips plucked the strings of magic, and the golden human form of the young man in front of him became clearer and clearer with his efforts.

"After the restoration is completed, I will immediately go to see the long days and short nights."

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After a day of restoration, and after spending a small amount of cheap materials from the castle, the avatar was finally reshaped.

Head, limbs, neck, wings, facial features, fingers, toes······ From every feather to the lines on his fingers, all the details of Seefer's body have been resketched.

The avatar stood in front of the main body again, and it still looked unharmed, completely restored to its original appearance, elegant and clear.

"It's really an incarnation, it's back to the beginning. It's no wonder that so many great beings love to create incarnations. It seems that in the face of the avatar, either choose to solve the ontology, or find a way to capture the avatar, and just destroying it is useless. Even enchantments and spells that prohibit teleportation usually don't stop the avatar wreckage from returning to me.

"When Bell was a lord before, he must have created his own avatar. He is no longer a lord now, and he can't make avatars, will the previous avatars explode on the spot? Well, the avatars made in the past are probably still there, and they are estimated to be damaged and cannot be repaired, so Bell probably won't send the avatars out casually······"

Siphiel wiped his sweat, gasped slightly, and threw his consciousness into the avatar, controlling the avatar to take on the form of an angel.

The purple-black wings turned flawless white like snow, the purple hair turned pale gold, and the azure pupils turned brilliant gold.

"I can try to approach the length of the days and the short of the night as an angel to see what secrets she holds."

"Compared to the Devil's Grand Duke Siefer, will the angels seem to be better to get along with?"

Sifi taps his index finger on his temple and casts his consciousness into the player community through the game system, teleporting the avatar back into the player community.

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The golden light flashes away, and the angelic form of Siphael appears in the player's novice village.

There were dilapidated houses on all sides, bullet holes and arrows in the walls, and the streets were littered with rubble and debris.

But it can also be seen that in the ruins of some collapsed houses, broken bricks, stones, and bones on the ground fly up on their own without anyone to control them, and rebuild into houses. Maybe you don't have to wait too long, there will be houses on top of the original ruins.

At this time, it was early in the morning in the Blue Star Huaguo, and there were only sparse people coming and going on the streets of the player's novice village.

No one noticed that the angel boy who came forward yesterday has reappeared in the player community.

Siffel's figure moved, navigating the streets of the novice village with a swiftness that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, dragging a series of afterimages behind him.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of a hut made of hell rock. The hut is not pretty, but it is quite practical and sturdy, and there are holes in it for easy shooting and observation.

- This is the home of long days and short nights, a home in hell.

(End of chapter)