Chapter 694: The Devil in Hell

Souls are the primary currency of Baator, and the mortal souls dragged into the hell are called petitioners, or soul shells.

When a shipload of petitioners arrives at the Tormented Lands, the devil bureaucrats Anzu read each soul's mark and record the name of the devil responsible for harvesting it in a thick ledger.

According to the terms of the "Primordial Pact" signed by Asmodeus and the gods, as every bit of the petitioner's personality is slowly stripped away, magical energy will be released and flow to the lord of this layer.

The torture devils will mercilessly intimidate and mutilate the fallen souls, subjecting them to a series of terrible tortures until every bit of magic that can be extracted has been extracted from their shells.

After the last remnants of humanity are violently torn from a soul shell, the shivering empty shell is thrown into a deep pit - such as the terrible maggot den in Avernus.

There, they will quickly die, decay, and then be reborn as mindless inferior demons.

Hell lords like Zariel and Mephitos are at the top of the soul harvest in each layer of hell, enjoying the soul supply of the entire layer of hell.

As the Lord of the Nine Hells, Asmodeus stands at the top of Baator, and the souls of the entire hell will eventually flow to him.

But as cunning, selfish creatures, the devils are naturally unwilling to hand over all souls, so they often walk on the edge of the rules and use loopholes to make profits for themselves-such as smuggling souls.

And Uriel's Modin Casino serves the upper devil Valerius. He smuggled many souls for him for decades, and therefore received many conveniences, becoming the most prosperous casino in the East City District of the 12th Ring.

In the basement of Modin Casino, there is a hidden lava dark river, called the River of Sin, which leads all the way to the inner ring of the Bronze Fortress-Valerius's mansion.

At this time, in the underground secret room of Modin Casino, accompanied by the sound of messy footsteps, the old torches on the wall were lit one after another, and the lights flickered, illuminating the broken skeletons in the corner, which looked particularly eerie.

"Crunch, crunch"

The sound of bone joints rubbing against each other sounded.

In the floating shadows, several hideous faces poked out from them, showing flattering smiles on them, and the withered skin was about to blend together.

The entrance to the River of Sin was guarded by four bone demon hook sickle soldiers. When there was no smuggling mission, any trespasser would be ruthlessly killed-except their master Uriel.

At this time, Uriel was wearing a robe, and behind him was a group of humanoid creatures wearing cloaks with hidden breath, exuding an alluring soul breath, and their identities were about to be revealed-the petitioners.

In the eyes of the bone demons, Uriel was going to smuggle fresh petitioners to the inner ring again to smuggle for the mysterious big man.

But if they could get even half of the petitioners, that would be great.

The bone demon in the front licked his lips, lowered his head, and asked cautiously: "Master, you are finally here. Is there any mission over there?"

The face under Uriel's black hood was particularly gloomy, and his tone was impatient: "Get out of the way! If you delay the great event of the upper devil, you will all be buried with him!"

"Yes, master, we know."

Uriel scolded: "If you know, then why don't you get out of here quickly! Do you want me to drive you out?"

The bone demons trembled, retreated one after another with the sound of joints, and gradually disappeared into the shadows, waiting for the arrival of the invaders.

And Uriel led the humanoid creatures into the stone gate, boarded a bronze boat, and sailed on the hot lava river.

"How long will it take to reach the inner ring?"

A voice came from the back of the bronze boat.

Uriel changed his attitude and said fearfully, "It only takes one day to get there."

"One day?"

The White Tide in the Waves tore off his cloak, walked up and pressed it on Uriel's shoulder, questioning in his tone, "From the 12th Ring to the center of the Bronze Fortress, the distance is at most ten miles, how can it take so long?

Are you calling friends and gathering subordinates to catch us all in one fell swoop?"

After being held down, Uriel seemed to remember something, trembling violently, and said tremblingly, "Lang, Lord White Tide in the Waves, you misunderstood!

As you said, since the signing of the contract, we have been ants on the same boat. As long as that Zariel, no, the subordinates of that crazy woman find my mark, they will definitely throw me into the land of torture and suffer a thousand years of pain!"

After saying that, the devil also untied his robe, revealing his tortured and scarred upper body - and the Bayer emblem flashing with fire on his chest.

Baitiao glanced at the emblem on Uriel's chest, stroking his chin, still a little suspicious: "Why does it take so long?"

Uriel whispered: "There are twelve isolation arrays running through the ground in the bronze fortress. Anyone who attempts to sneak across may trigger the array and attract the attention of the guards.

Therefore, the River of Sin can only meander and pass through the weakest point of each layer of the array, so that it can successfully sneak into the inner ring."

The little devil trapped in the cage whispered: "Why do I have to go too?"

Baitiao showed a kind smile on his face: "You can also choose to be thrown into the lava river by us."

"Is that the isolation array?" The Dark Wolf standing behind suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the film flashing red light in the distance.

Uriel nodded quickly: "Yes, that's that thing. Everyone should quickly put on the resonant cloak of the magic net, otherwise they would be discovered even if they pass through the weak part of the magic array."

"good."

In this way, the bronze ship shuttled underground along the river of lava, passing through several protective magic circles one after another, and finally arrived at the fourth ring of the bronze fortress.

Along the way, they encountered many monsters such as hell bats, lava monsters, etc., but they were all solved by natural warriors with one punch.

The twelve-level dragon vein berserker, even if placed in Batto Hell, is definitely not a weak person, and is enough to become the leader of a small devil legion.

"Dear sirs, we're here."

Uriel pointed to the simple stone door in the distance and whispered: "This place leads directly to Lord Valerius's mansion. He has a special secret room for enjoying the smuggled prayers."

"Why don't you leave?"

"Everyone, you guys go and complete the tasks assigned by Lord Baier first. I'm just waiting here to answer goodbye. Don't you, can't I go?"

The devil who had run a casino for many years was in tears. He turned to look at the little devil, his eyes filled with deep resentment, and he wanted to swallow it alive.

From a high-ranking casino owner to someone else’s prisoner, there is no greater difference in the world.

He was born with a serious expression in his warrior, but his golden eyes, which looked like a giant dragon, showed excitement: "Everyone, I felt a lot of unprecedented powerful aura!

Our opponent's challenge level this time is definitely above level 15! It may even be a legendary existence! ”

Legends, placed on any plane of the multiverse, can be regarded as a real strong man - even in Batto Hell.

With such power, the existence is enough to become the leader of a large devil legion, be able to control the outcome of a small-scale bloody battle, and even become the favorite general of the Lord of Hell.

Until now, even if the level limit is increased to level 12, no player can achieve a legendary boss alone.

Looking at the increasingly excited natural war madman, Emperor Ou was a little scared: "Brother Zhanma, don't go up and fight head-on with a big devil of that level. We have no chance of winning and finally entered the inner ring. We can't do this. Send to death.”

The white strips next to them also showed a strange smile and reached into their cloak: "No, not bad, I actually encountered a boss of this level as soon as I came here, it would be a waste of my family's wealth and entrusted everyone. Get this thing in a relationship.”

As he said that, he took out a round metal ball from his cloak.

"What is this?"

Uriel and Dick, the two hell demons, stared at the ordinary metal ball, unaware of the sharpness and a little confused.

This thing is their confidence in fighting against the great devil?

But the remaining three players were full of horror and looked like they saw ghosts.

"Damn, can you get this thing too?"

"Isn't this the miniature space collapse bomb mentioned in the last Imperial Military Equipment Seminar? This is the lifeblood of the Mechanical God Cult. Have you sold them a hook?"

Baitiao smiled and said, "What do you know? This is the face of the Nocturne CEO! Even if it is the superior devil, there is no way to take my post from close range, right?"

"Then do we have to be buried there too? There are still many tasks in the future." Dark Night Wolf asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Emperor Ou seemed to have made up some decision, gritted his teeth, and took out a piece of parchment paper sewn with imperial seals from his robe: "Even the rogue animals have taken out such a good thing, then I don't hide my own privately either.

This is the heirloom of our Magic Coin Guild - a flame portal scroll made by Kaihuang himself, no, it is a pseudo-paw.

It can ignore the anti-magic power field below the nine rings and jump to anywhere within a radius of five kilometers in an instant, which can be called a runaway artifact. "Emperor's hand holding the scroll trembled slightly.

This scroll is worth thousands of gold coins, comparable to rare equipment. If the scroll is used this time, the mission will fail, and Charlotte will beat him to death when he returns.

"Since that's the case, then we'll do it"

The four of them looked at each other, and finally made up their minds and said in unison: "A gamble!"

A tall, majestic and rough-style castle stands in the Dongcheng District of the Fourth Ring Road of the Bronze Fortress.

This is the residence of Valerius, the commander of the 13th Legion under Zarier, the Count of Hell. The entire castle is carved from cooled and solidified lava, with a surface covered with spikes, demon reliefs and burning talismans. Wen, there were shrill wails from the ground.

In the hall deep in the castle, a hideous devil was bathing in the hot magma. He held a silver cup in his hand and enjoyed the aged wine made of the mortal soul.

The pair of huge fiery red wings and burning eyes like embers made this huge devil exude a trembling fear - this is the Deep Demon, born in the deepest part of the Nine Prisons The upper devil.

Powerful, tough, and extremely terrifying wisdom.

These ruling classes in hell were given a considerable degree of self-determination, whether they were serving the great dukes, enforcing their own laws on the closure of the Nine Prisons, or performing their might in the mortal world.

A terror demon waved his wings, knelt respectfully by the magma pool, and whispered: "Legislative Commander, your servant - that weak smuggler is here."

Valerius shook his glass, enjoying the aura of fear, listening to the wail of the soul in the glass, and said indifferently: "It's not that Uriel, he has done a good job in the past few decades, every year All can bring seven or eight prayers.

However, Lord Zariel is planning a major event recently and has investigated smuggling very strictly. Uriel knows too much and his casino has too much contact with us. It is time to deal with him.

When he handed me the things, you wiped him out and cleaned the casino. You must not let other legions discover the traces left by us. They are all eyeing them. ””

"Yes, Legion Commander."

"By the way, how many prayers did he bring this time?"

"About twenty, and according to what he said, he also brought a precious treasure worth equal to the souls of thousands of mortals."

"What? Bring them in!"

The abyss demon refining suddenly sat up, causing magma to splash, creating shallow pits on the ground.

"Yes, Legion Commander."

The demon responded in a deep voice, then waved his wings and flew out of the hall.

Valerius raised his head, drank the wine with his soul's cry, and laughed: "Hahahaha, I didn't expect that a piece that was about to be abandoned could bring me such surprises!

Not long after, under the guidance of the terror of demons, Uriel brought a group of humanoid creatures in black robes into the hall.

“Big, sir.

This is the goods you want, and I brought them to you. ”

"You're doing a good job at Ulier."

Under the pressure of the powerful aura of the Deep Demon Refining, Uriel's legs shaking, his whole body became weak, and even his voice became stumbled.

When he was close to the abyss within a hundred meters of the abyss, Uriel still knelt down overwhelmed and buried his head deep on the ground.

Although he had seen him dozens of times, he could still feel fear from instinct and soul - this is the hierarchical suppression of the superior devil, the embodiment of the order of hell for millions of years.

Uriel reluctantly raised his head and looked at the Deep Demon bathed in the magma pool with a flattering look.

"In addition, I have found an extremely precious treasure, I hope you can be satisfied."

The voice fell, and a demon golem following behind him heard the order, carrying a quaint pot pot, and walking towards the deep sacrificial demon with mechanized steps.

"Take it up."

Looking at the pottery jar filled with the rich soul aura, Valerius's face showed no greed and anxiousness, and there was nothing else in his eyes except the pot.

The distance between the golem and the Deep Demon is getting closer and closer.

One hundred meters, fifty meters.

Twenty meters.

When the distance was less than ten meters, the golem suddenly rose up, took out a metal ball from the clay pot and threw it towards the Deep Demon.

"I didn't expect it! Surprise motherfucker!"

"I want you to die!!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Hurry, I'm here to tear the scroll!"

"boom--"

The explosion was earth-shaking, and there were also roars of shock and anger.

The entire bronze fortress seemed to tremble, and a terrible explosion occurred in the lava castle, and the entire space it was in was twisted and folded, turning into a void hole.

The space collapsed!