Broad World

??? Under the unknown strength, every inch of Bertha’s bones and muscles collapsed, and blood was splashed everywhere. If it is not Henry standing here at this moment, but an ordinary mortal, then it is likely to fall into Amidst extreme fear, I am afraid that a psychological shadow will be left behind throughout my life. [ads: This site has a new URL, shorthand method:,]

The **** promotion ritual proceeded very slowly. As the Demon’s head and heart exploded with a bang, a large fleshy bug crawled out of the body slowly and began to devour the broken body in just a few minutes. Within it, the surrounding minced meat and blood were eaten clean, and then a huge sarcoma formed.

　　 "Very good, the ceremony went very smoothly." There was a trace of satisfaction on Bayer's face, and he turned around and made a please gesture to Henry. "I have prepared a grand welcome banquet. I hope you will appreciate it. After all, it takes at least thirteen hours to get promoted from a squirrel to a delight. I don't think you would like to stand here and wait."

　　 "The banquet? Are you sure I am suitable for attending?" Henry raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously.

It's not that he doesn't give the right face, but the tastes of the demons are really unique. Normal people will accidentally spit it out even if they look at it. Moreover, the content of the banquet is extremely degenerate and corrupt. There are groups of demons and female Tifflins. Provide various services for high-level demons, and occasionally some mortals such as humans and elves will appear.

As for the pleasure demons who are high-level demons, they rarely appear, because most of them are sent to other planes to take on the responsibility of corrupting goodness and chastity. They only return to **** to report to the lord after completing a series of confidential tasks. Serve anyone.

In fact, most of the power of the devil comes from the squeeze of the soul. The first thing that the mortal souls that they call "soul shells" are sent to the horrible room for torture after they come to hell. A wide variety of torture techniques will gradually peel off the remaining personality and transmit it to the lord at all levels in the form of energy. This energy is the nourishment of the Bator Hell, one of the important foods for maintaining the life form of the devil, and also the lord. They maintain their own powerful energy.

　　 The remaining "soul shells" that have been stripped of their humanity are all thrown into a bottomless pit. There, they quickly died, decayed, and then reborn as the humblest larvae. Some of these larvae will evolve into bad demons, a kind of lowest-level demons without consciousness and thinking ability. Most of them are treated as coolies and cannon fodder, and only a few guys who show a difference will be promoted.

　　 As for those other larvae. It will become a Chinese meal for other devils, especially at various luxurious banquets. In addition to enjoying (carnal) desire, the rest is to taste delicious meat and insects.

　　As a human with normal eating habits, Henry expressed a lot of pressure to participate in such an occasion. Especially those worms will scream harshly when they chew. Although she doesn't care about the life and death of these souls at all, she still needs to abide by the bottom line of being a human being.

"Haha! Don't worry, I have arranged it completely according to your human standards. I guarantee that no strange food will appear, and at the same time I can guarantee that there will be many women who meet your aesthetics." Bayer seemed to see Henry's concerns. Explained with a smile.

　　Although the demons can't afford to look at fragile mortals, they have always maintained respect for the strong among mortals. Some powerful and evil legendary wizards can even enter and exit any level of **** at will and do what they want to do. For example, conducting transactions, planning conspiracies, etc., and some have directly become the personal advisors of a certain big devil, enjoying the same treatment as high-level devil.

　　 He knows the value of a spellcaster with the ability to kill gods, not to mention that he has a heart disease and needs help from the other party, so he shows his sincerity without concealment.

　　 "In that case, please lead the way. I have a lot of questions. I can just ask you at the banquet." Henry thought about it a little bit and felt that he should give the other side a face.

　　 Although he hates these boring entertainments very much, he prefers to go directly to the topic. But it's a pity that the bureaucratic style of the demons is quite serious. He likes to circumvent everything, and he can only go to the village to do what he says...

　　 "It is my honor to be able to talk to a powerful spellcaster like you. Please go here, the banquet scene has been set up, and I also specially prepared a few special dishes of Faerun mainland, I hope you will like it."

　　 After speaking, Bayer took the lead and walked into the door. As he walked, he also introduced the scary murals and decorations hanging in the corridor. Most of the themes of the works are pain and torture, and some seem to be okay on the surface, but a few more glances will immediately produce various impulses, some of which are spiritual, and some are spiritual.

Undoubtedly, these artworks are made with mortal souls, which can make mortals fall and make the demons feel happy. They are made by the most outstanding masters in Batol’s hell. It is absolutely possible to get the main plane. Sell ​​at a sky-high price.

　　 Of course, the premise is to escape the chase of the temple and the paladins.

Different from the darkness and narrowness of the castles in the human world, the castles built by the demons are tall and spacious, perhaps to take care of the extraordinary size of the infernal fiends. Even the roof is designed to be extraordinarily high and the top of the head is blessed. The crystal ceiling with magic spells, if there are a large number of weird demons behind, I am afraid that anyone will feel that they are in a palace, rather than a military fortress used to resist foreign enemies.

Stepping on the dark red carpet woven from the hair of unknown creatures, a group of people quickly came to the huge hall located in the center of the fortress. The area is as large as two football fields, and there are more than a dozen rows of striped tables. Full of fragrant delicacies, there are more than a thousand types, hundreds of young and beautiful, well-dressed maids, among them are the common species in **** such as Demon and Tifflin, as well as humans and elves. And fallen angels.

　　 They all stood neatly around in costumes that fully demonstrated their attractive figures. When they saw someone walk in, they immediately bowed at ninety degrees, showing a beautiful white blossom in an instant.

　　 "How do you feel?" Bayer bent down and blinked, and asked in a low voice.

　　 "It's great! Whether it's the food or these beautiful maids, it seems that you are also a person who will enjoy it, and I also feel your sincerity..." Henry's mouth turned up slightly, and he replied with a playful look.

Bayer smiled and touched his chin, lowered his voice and said, "All this is for you. Please don't be restrained and enjoy yourself. If you like, you can take it all with you when you leave. As for other things, wait until the enjoyment is over. After all, after the turmoil in Sigil City, you must relax your mind."

　　 Henry's eyes lit up slightly, and he asked curiously, "You actually know what happened in Sigil City?"

　　 He couldn't believe how the sly infernal fiend in front of him got the information. After all, the whole thing happened in less than a few hours, and Bertha did not cast any spells that could send messages along the way.

After a meaningful smile, Bayer replied softly: "Of course I know. There is not only one intelligence point in Sigil City. After all, excessive trust often leads to betrayal and balances rights. Keep one more hand at critical moments. It always has an unexpected effect, isn't it?"

"It really makes sense. It seems that the essence of your deep domination. If so, I'm not welcome." After saying that Henry pretended to be indifferent and walked straight to the table, enjoying various dishes while enjoying The service of the beautiful maids.

　　 However, he has been cautious in his mind, because although dealing with Bayer does not seem to be dangerous, he must also be vigilant, otherwise he may be involved in the power struggle within hell.

As a demon lord who relied on getting rid of his superiors, Bayer has an extraordinary vigilance towards all his subordinates. It can be seen from his behavior and eyes that this guy has never trusted any People, including those so-called allies.

　　 This also means that he will lift you to the sky when he needs help. Once he gets rid of the crisis, he will immediately sell you a good price without any psychological burden.

　　 Throughout egoists, realists, utilitarians, and conspirators, this is the true portrayal of Bayer's character. Henry suddenly felt that he was surprisingly similar to this infernal fiend.

　　 It is the so-called opposite **** attraction and same **** repulsion. When two smart people with almost identical personalities get together, a wonderful chemical reaction will occur in an instant. They will appreciate each other, cooperate, beware, and jealous...

Since the moment he met Bayer, Henry has included him on the list of the most dangerous enemies. Compared with those powerful gods, this guy is like a poisonous snake lurking in the grass. Fatal enough.

After all, Bayer’s history is like a classic textbook of conspiracy and betrayal ~www.ltnovel.com~ If you taste carefully, you will find that all his seemingly useless behaviors are foreshadowing, especially before betraying Zarell. That is called a loyalty, even when the betrayal happened, the other party couldn't believe it was true, it was a godlike acting skill.

　　 Henry felt that he couldn't be too careful no matter how careful he was when facing this kind of guy. He didn't want to be like Zarell, who was still helping to count the money after being sold.

Sitting on the huge chair, Bayer silently observed Henry's every move. It took a long time before he beckoned to a confidant, who hurriedly threw down the wine glass when he saw it, and quickly came to the front and lowered it. The voice asked: "My lord, what is your order?"

　　 "Go to the lowest level of the dungeon and take the woman to the laboratory. Remember! Add a few more seals! Don't throw her away! Otherwise..." There was a cold light in Bayer's eyes.

"Understood! I will bind it with the strongest seal! I promise that there will be no accidents!" After speaking, the devil bowed deeply and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor on the right side of the banquet hall... (To be continued.)