Pioneering

Chapter 307 The Poet Looking for a Wife 【2 in 1】

The process of Sartre recapturing Sartre's Devil's Corner City was extremely smooth, and it can be said that it was as relaxed and comfortable as an armed parade.

After he reappeared and showed more powerful power, the subordinates who had surrendered at the feet of his succubus little secret Martha after he disappeared all bowed their heads and worshiped.

Even some newcomers who benefited from the turning flower pool created by Martha wisely chose to surrender after they were about to make a move.

There is no loyalty in hell.

Or, there is no loyalty in the world.

Loyalty is just that the price of betrayal is high enough, and the chips for gain are not enough...

And in the seven hells, where the negative emotions of the world tree system gather, the drama of betrayal is staged all the time.

No matter how you use the contract and play with the oath, the tried and tested high-level hell creatures can always find loopholes and stage a good show of "the next overcomes the upper".

Just like the moment he stepped into hell, if the mirror image Zhong Ming was not alert enough, Saerte would have killed the mirror image clone, and then seized the incomplete authority of water, and then used the "real name transformation method", "soul replacement life technique"... These recently studied secret techniques escaped Zhong Ming's control at any cost.

It's a pity that he still didn't grasp this momentary opportunity...

"Salter, that succubus named Martha is much more capable than you.

Look at this building, this environment is much better than other cities along the way. "

Zhong Ming looked at the layout of Sartre's Magic Corner City, and said leisurely:

"Should I change someone, it seems that I have found a better substitute.

Anyway, none of you are honest in hell, I might as well change to a more eye-catching one, succubi should not be ugly. "

puff~
Having just "returned to his hometown", Salt slipped and knelt on the ground regardless of his image after showing off his might:

"Master, my great and honorable master, poor Sartre has hard work without merit.

I can also learn about architectural art and urban management. I just paid attention to the military field before. Give me a little more time, and I will definitely..."

Salter looked at Zhong Ming's unmoved appearance, and a ruthless look flashed across his face: "I also know some body transformation spells. If the master wants, I can also change..."

bang~
Zhong Ming whipped Salter away in disgust, and interrupted him: "Shut up, if you dare to finish what you just said, I will immediately take your soul out and light the soul lamp!"

"Where is that Martha now?" Zhong Ming casually asked the hellish elites below.

All the way into the city, there were people waiting everywhere, even the succubus Martha, who was in charge, didn't show up. Zhong Ming, who always paid attention to leaving no trouble behind, naturally wanted to inquire about her whereabouts.

Moreover, being able to become a lord in the jealous hell as a succubus, compared to Salt, who was able to get this little territory with great difficulty from the Hell Legion in Mephisto, Martha seems to be a demon talent.

There are quite a lot of racial movements in the Seventh Hell, not to say that only the Hell of Lust has succubus, but Hell of Lust is the base camp of the succubus race, with the highest quantity and quality and the greatest influence.

In other hells, even if the lords of hell like to raise a few succubus as playthings, succubus is really not a prestigious race.

After all, the succubus clan is usually not known for their direct combat power, but is most famous for their charming Tiancheng body and their pillowy wind that stirs up disputes.

Every now and then there are hell lords who start wars because of the succubus people...

In the same way, the heart-eating demons that are most abundant in the jealous hell are put in other hells, that is, the little Karami.

Without the most suitable environment for them, the abilities of most hell races will decline to varying degrees. Only top-level powerful races such as fallen wingmen, big devils, and multi-headed chimeras can mix well in all regions.

The hell creatures of the seven hells, from low to high, are,
Weed level, zero level.

Waste that cannot protect itself day and night, the bottom of the hell biological chain, typically represented by the maggots under the category of hell worms, and the souls of original sin who have just been thrown into the seventh hell by the Hades and have not been transformed into hell races are all at this level.

Gumo level, the first level.

Hell creatures such as ghouls, shadow fiends, nerubians, etc. are adults, usually of the silver species, who have a chance to get along in the cruel hell and barely get rid of the fate of common food.

Alone and weak, he does not deserve the blessing of the will of hell.

Hell lord level, the level fluctuates from the second level to the initial level of the third level.

Generally, it is an adult golden species of hell race, and it is difficult for silver species to have the opportunity to grow to this stage.

For example, Salt owned a city and a small piece of territory relying on the mind-eating demon Mephisto. He claimed to be the Earl of Hell, and he had three or five pairs of red flower sticks under his command. He was not considered an authority if he received a tiny bit of blessing from the will of hell.

This kind of hell lord is like the little tyrant who paid taxes to the government in the ancient times of the Blue Star Dragon Kingdom. He not only has to pay tribute to the boss on time, provide soldiers, but also fight for the boss with a knife.

It's just that their superiors are far more powerful than the feudal government, and the drama of powerful and powerful teaming up to fight against the government does not exist in hell.

The great lord level of hell, the middle and late stage of the third order.

He can barely be called a big man, and has a slightly stronger sense of existence than the little hell lords who have as many hells as Hengsha. After receiving the attention of the will of hell, he is similar to the first-level rule perception of human demigods, and his combat power can be supported by human demigods.

Duke of Hell/Grand Duke of Hell, demigod/weak divine power, third-order limit/fourth-order.

There are truly countless in hell, strong people who can be counted.

For example, Salter's former boss, the Heart Erosion Demon, who is jealous of the specialties of hell and is said to be a race of hell born from the original sin of jealousy, is a duke of hell. Once promoted to a weaker level of divine power, he can call himself the duke of hell.

A small number of veteran princes of hell can possess the power of medium divine power (fifth level).

Hell Demon King, Devil King, powerful divine power ~ great divine power (level [-] ~ level [-]).

The great beings who unified a layer of hell were endowed with the authority of original sin by the will of hell, and their status on the world tree was no different from those of the great gods in the astral world.

It's just because after leaving hell, the power of these demon kings will drop from great divine power to powerful divine power. It is rumored that this is the price paid for the failure of the seven hells and the astral world to compete for the dominance of the world tree.

At present, among the seven hells, only the four hells of arrogance, gluttony, anger and greed have demon kings.

The king of hell, great divine power ~ supreme divine power (eighth level)?

After unifying the seven layers of hell, it is said that the supreme divine power can be obtained, but this is just a legend.

The power used by the high hell lords to activate the power of original sin is the "power of original sin" condensed and sublimated from pure negative emotions. According to Zhong Ming, the power of original sin is actually a branch of the power of faith.

It's just that the righteous gods generally like the beliefs generated by positive emotions such as admiration, worship, and dependence. Through the Kingdom of God, the "poison of belief" is eliminated and transformed into divine power.

The evil gods like fear, awe, madness and other negative emotions, and they will be transformed into mixed divine powers, so they will fall into madness.

The high hell lords like the emotions generated by the "seven original sins", and the seven hells themselves act as their "public kingdom of God", transforming the beliefs generated by these original sin emotions into "the power of original sin".

Obviously, the level of strength that can be accommodated by the seven layers of hell is much stronger than that of the material world. Zhong Ming's demigod-level mirror image does not have an outstanding advantage in force.

Therefore, his plan is to get rid of Mephisto, the mind-eating demon, erase the information in his hands about the space nodes leading to the material world, and run away with a lot of cheap hell labor.

If all goes well, Zhong Ming will support another puppet regime to take over Mephisto's territory, and pass continuously:

Yasha (industrial products, souls of criminals)—Hell of Jealousy (strong and easy-to-handle hell workers, beautiful and attractive succubi)—Other human kingdoms (sell succubus-based hell specialties)—Ashaya.

This hellish version of "Triangle Trade" will definitely bring Zhong Ming huge benefits.

Moreover, the vast majority of hell races have the same barriers as human beings like reproductive isolation, which may be due to physiological structure or the influence of the mysterious side, so there is no need to worry about things like Mo...

Don't think it's cruel, Zhong Ming thinks that when he announces the news, hell creatures who apply to sign up to go to the material world will break their heads for a labor certificate... The living environment in hell is not good.

At this time, the hell creatures standing under the steps of the palace knew who was the real speaker, and they all spoke up and sold out the former boss Martha.

"Old Martha...the old lady, was conscripted by Mephisto, as if to deal with a human being like you." A dark shadow demon spoke.

"No, no, how can ordinary human beings have the ability for the Duke of Hell to recruit his subordinates to deal with it, besides, can the big brother be a mortal?
That should be a demigod, and Martha went to serve as cannon fodder for Mephisto, to deal with a demigod-level humanoid creature. "The speaker was Danato, the dream eater who selected the soul of the original sin at the head of the city. His words were much more rigorous. No wonder he became a veteran of the Fourteenth Dynasty.

No, Saerte acted as the two dynasties alone, so he should be a capable minister of the thirteen dynasties.

"Your news is too outdated. That is a human being, a demigod hero with divine blood."

"Your news is not very advanced. I heard that the man used a harp to beat Mephisto to the ground, screaming."

"Not with a harp, can your harp be used to beat people?
I heard from the proprietress of the Succubus House that the daughter of her distant relative's sister is Mephisto's 2th concubine, the harp is a spiritual attack, and the sound of the harp is so terrifying that the hard-hearted heartless demon will cry when she hears it, and whoever listens to it will be stunned. "

"Psychic attack isn't beating?" The big evil said unconvinced, "I also know that the player who played the piano broke in to find important people from Mephisto..."

"..."

The demons became louder and more energetic, talking happily about the gossip they didn't know where they heard it.

Through the gossip of the six devils, you and me, Zhong Ming managed to sort out a general story:

His target, Mephisto, was targeted, and a demigod who used a harp as a weapon hit him in his hometown, forcing him to recruit his men to help (as cannon fodder), and in all likelihood, Martha would never come back.

It is simply that the world and the earth are all working together, and you can do whatever you want.

As soon as he thought of killing Mephisto, he was picked up by his enemies?

Although he didn't know the exact cause and effect, Zhong Ming still happily prepared to join in the fun. ——By the way, prepare to make up the knife
"Ahem," Zhong Ming said to the six demons who were still arguing in the audience, "I'm going to buy some oranges. You stay here, don't move around."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Salt to lead the way, intending to leave.

"I'm sorry," Zhong Ming's figure suddenly appeared in front of the demons who were about to scatter, "I forgot to deal with you, come here, sign this contract of sale, hand over a strand of soul origin, and swear allegiance to me to Styx, I will give you a way to survive, otherwise..."

A contract scroll tens of meters long rolled down...

The huge palace group stretching for hundreds of miles, resting on the blue volcano, the central palace that used to represent the majesty of the Duke of Hell, now seems a little tense.

"Lord Mephisto, what should I do? Orpheus is coming again." It was the succubus Martha who spoke. She only had armor that barely covered three points. Her light purple skin was full of poisonous temptation. Her beautiful face was smiling, and her eyes sparkled with depraved flames.

"My lord, why don't we give him his wife's soul, anyway, it's just a mortal's soul, so it's not worth fighting him to death!" Limo Totak, who has always been known for his bravery and toughness, said words that seemed cowardly.

"Yeah, it's not worth it..."

"Boss, we are not afraid of death, it is really unnecessary..."

Mephisto, however, recalled his embarrassing appearance last time, felt annoyed in his heart, and angrily said: "Shut up, look at you, surrender before fighting, do you still look like a hell elite?"

"One by one, you usually brag in front of me, how brave and powerful you are, and pat your chest and say that you will go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire for me, and you will die. Why do you end up like this when you get to the booth?"

"Trash, everything is trash!"

"Food buckets, no, a bunch of dung buckets!"

"Dung? Dinner is ready?" A sleepy-eyed huge worm-like monster, upon hearing this word, opened hundreds of giant blue eyes on both sides of its head and tail, twinkling and blinking, quite excitedly.

"..."

"Get out!" The worm monster disappeared into the palace as if it had turned into a shooting star.

Interrupted by the worm monster, Mephisto's anger dissipated, and his tone eased slightly:

"The 37...36 people here are all lord-level masters, and there are many great lord-level masters. Even if Orpheus is a demigod, am I not?"

"36 against one, the advantage is mine, the advantage is mine!"

"Why are you so cowardly?"

Hate iron but not steel.jpg
"My lord, it's not that we are cowardly. You told us to chop people with knives and charge forward, but this Orpheus is really... last time we..."

Limo Totak remembered how he was sniffing when Orpheus came, his muscles shivered, and he remembered that everyone was like that last time, even the boss Mephisto, and immediately regained his balance.

Mephisto's expression also changed when he heard this, obviously thinking of something bad. (end of this chapter)

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