A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

Chapter 969: Asmodeus's Judgment

There is no love without reason in the world, nor is there hatred without reason.

Especially for those who are very rational, it often takes a very sufficient reason to hate someone deeply.

Because whether it is revenge or making the other party pay the price, it requires a very high cost.

Perhaps for those who are impulsive and willful and never consider the consequences, as long as they can vent their anger, it doesn’t matter what happens next, anyway, they are happy.

But for rational people, if the consequences of revenge are far greater than the benefits, they will choose to give up unnecessary hatred.

This is why many successful people always seem to be very generous and don’t care about every little thing.

This is not because they have no emotions, but after calming down, they think about the gains and losses and choose the most appropriate and suitable way to deal with it at the moment.

The biggest feature of this type is that they never easily show their emotions on their faces. Even if they get angry occasionally, it is a performance in order to achieve some ulterior purposes.

Needless to say, Asmodeus is undoubtedly the most representative of them.

Whether it was his tolerance of Prince Levistus killing his wife, or his later pardon of those level lords who plotted to launch a rebellion to replace him for the sake of political stability, it can be seen that every decision he made was not mixed with even the slightest personal emotion, and he was absolutely rational throughout.

Hatred, anger, impulse and other emotions that easily make people lose their rationality seemed to have never appeared in the Lord of Hell.

Including the famous purge, it was just a little bit, mostly warning and punishment.

But now, facing Zafkiel, the leader of the Seven Fierce Associations of the Heaven, Asmodeus rarely showed naked and undisguised hatred.

He even ignored the overwhelming advantage of his demon army and walked out of the heavily protected army to face the opponent.

This very abnormal behavior even made many demons around him doubt whether the Lord of Hell was a substitute or a big devil in disguise.

After all, such things are not without precedent.

And there are too many rumors about Asmodeus. For example, the most well-known one is that his current appearance is not his true self, but an incarnation or projection created by a powerful force.

So in fact, no one in the entire Baator Hell knows the true identity of this Lord of Hell.

He himself has never participated in even a single battle.

Yes, you heard it right.

Since the birth of the Baatezu Devil and the beginning of recording its own history, there has been no record of the Lord of Hell. All speculations are rumors that cannot be verified by word of mouth.

You must know that Baator Hell is not the Abyss. The strong lawful tendency means that the huge bureaucratic system will operate in a rigid manner from the moment it is established, and there will be absolutely no mistakes.

And the history of the devil is coherent and uninterrupted, unlike the situation in the Abyss where the Tanari Demon replaced the Obyris Demon as the ruler.

This means that all the true information about Asmodeus has been deliberately hidden.

Who can do this?

Of course, it is the Lord of Hell himself.

Why does he hide all the true information about himself, including his origin?

There must be many unknown secrets hidden behind all this.

Especially the rumors about Asmodeus may not be groundless.

Just when the demons began to think wildly, Zafkiel could no longer hold back the surging murderous intent in his heart, and rushed over with his arms with the stigmata printed on them.

The angel lord obviously knew that if he wanted to defeat the full-scale attack of the evil army, the only way was to decapitate him, because he defeated or even killed the Lord of Hell.

Otherwise, no matter how desperately the army of the Sub-Earth Protoss fought, they would eventually be drained of their last drop of blood by the enemy who far outnumbered them.

"Stop him!"

The Devil Guard, who had always been very loyal, obviously noticed the other party's intentions, and hundreds of Hell Refiners immediately took a fighting stance to try to stop this dangerous enemy.

Unfortunately, in front of Zafkiel, who represented the projection of the will of the Seven Heavens Mountain Plane, they didn't even last a second, and were directly dismembered, torn, and melted by the sacred energy shot out from the stigmata, and in the end, not even a trace of residue was left.

The destructive power was no less than the powerful divine power.

There is no doubt that this was the true strength of the leader of the Seven Fierce Society of Heaven, and it was also the capital for him to command the entire Seven Heavens Mountain. All the gods who settled here had to bow to him.

Unfortunately, when Zafkiel wanted to do the same to severely injure the Lord of Hell, Asmodeus slowly raised the ruby-inlaid scepter in his hand and pointed it lightly.

Boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The terrifying energy shock shot out instantly, knocking the powerful opponent away on the spot, and the whole person fell from the sky to the ground, creating a huge deep pit.

"Tell me, Zafkiel, what gave you the courage to challenge me? Have you forgotten how embarrassed you were when you ran away? Or do you think you have become stronger over the years?"

Asmodeus raised his hand to signal other demons not to approach, and then walked straight to the edge of the deep pit with a mocking smile on his face.

From his tone and attitude, it is not difficult to see that there are not only a lot of old grudges between the two, but he is also the one who has been suppressing the other.

But fortunately, just a few seconds later, Zafkiel flapped his golden wings and flew out of the deep pit. He did not seem to have suffered any obvious damage, but the light he emitted became stronger.

"Asmodeus! As long as I am alive, your dirty ambitions and evil plans will never be realized."

"Oh? What if you are going to die?"

The smile on the face of the Lord of Hell became even bigger.

Instant!

Zafkiel's face changed drastically, and he asked in an unbelievable tone: "Do you really want to conquer the Seven Heavens Mountain at the risk of the world's disapproval? The elemental plane will not allow you to break the balance between good and evil!"

"Hahahaha!

It seems that you haven't realized what happened yet, right?

Open your eyes and take a good look at the battlefield, and think about why the reinforcements of the Elves and the gods of the chaotic good camp suddenly retreated?

Are you naive enough to think that all this is accidental?

No, idiot, all this was destined before the war began.

At this moment, you and I are all chess pieces!

And Soth is the one who hides behind the scenes and really controls the overall situation.

It's ridiculous that you have always regarded me as the most valuable You must be vigilant against the enemy.

But in fact, he had already secretly signed a contract with the good gods, the elemental planes, and those forces that abandoned you, a contract that could take your life.

Don't worry, I don't intend to balance between good and evil, and I will not attempt to occupy this land of supreme goodness.

There is only one thing I want to do, that is to complete the feat of conquering the Seven Heavens Mountain, complete an unprecedented victory of evil over good, and kill you, the enemy.

After doing all this, I will choose to retreat and only use the first level as an eternal battlefield between good and evil. "

Asmodeus' eyes flashed with an evil red light, while laughing unscrupulously, he revealed all the mysteries.

There is no doubt that he likes the expression of shock, astonishment, fear, and despair on Zafkiel's face at this moment.

Because this angel lord would never dream that as the lord of hell, although he is the initiator of the war, he is not the real controller.

And Zuo Si, who seems to choose to remain neutral and has no direct relationship with the war, is the ruler who has been firmly in control of the rhythm.

"This... How is this possible! You are willing to give up the leading position?"

Zafkiel's tone was trembling and shocked.

Based on his understanding of Asmodeus, this evil devil king would never allow himself to be led by others no matter what he did.

So the response strategy he formulated was always based on the perspective of trying to figure out the other party's thoughts.

"Haha, yes, that's the reaction.

I knew that your blockhead would not be able to figure out the complex logic behind the whole thing.

Do you think I want to give up the dominance of the war?

No, I have never had such an idea.

It was Thors, who took the dominance from me through a series of means.

Because he needs evil to defeat good at this moment, and needs to get huge power feedback from this process and results.

But you have been ignoring him, thinking that he will stand by and watch like before.

But don't forget that Thors has been an absolute devil since he joined Hell.

The evil fragrance emanating from his soul even far exceeds that of most evil gods.

Especially the evil heart that he condensed not long ago, which can obtain unimaginable power from this victory of evil over good.

So not understanding Thors at all is the biggest and most fatal mistake you have made in this war."

When saying this, Asmodeus's eyes revealed a rare trace of pity.

No one knows better than him how dangerous the young man who looks gentle, polite, humble, elegant, and even treats the lower-class civilians in his rule is.

All these deceptive external appearances are actually based on the premise that there is no fundamental conflict of interest.

Giving civilians a better life is because the things that civilians need, Zuo Si just doesn't need at all.

What he needs is not material, but the faith that civilians can provide when they are alive, and the soul after death.

In addition, he also has the characteristics of a tyrant, that is, treating civilians as his own private property, just like the cattle and sheep raised in his own pasture, naturally they must be raised fat and strong and reproduce to expand the size of the herd.

But once there is a fundamental conflict of interest, Zuo Si will turn into the most terrifying destroyer in the world in a minute.

"Where is Sos?!"

Zafkiel began to look around nervously, trying to find the most dangerous enemy by extending his perception range.

In his opinion, since the other party secretly planned everything, he would definitely join forces with the Lord of Hell to ambush him.

Asmodeus replied contemptuously: "Don't look for him, he is not here, not even in our universe.

Because your fate has long been determined, there is no possibility of escape.

Now look down at your feet.

The thread of fate has already tightly entangled you here. "

Before he finished speaking!

Zafkiel, who had not felt anything unusual, suddenly found that his hands, feet, and body had appeared out of thin air, and there were "threads" that were neither energy nor material.

He still wanted to release the power of the holy marks to tear the shackles apart, but he was horrified to find that his connection with the Seven Heavens Mountain had been cut off at some point, and he could not get rid of it no matter how hard he struggled.

"No! This is impossible! What did you do to me?"

The Lord of Angels roared like crazy.

The other rulers of the Heaven Mountain level wanted to rush over to help him, but were stopped by the great devils who far outnumbered them.

"What did you do?

Of course, your fate was separated from the Seven Heavens Mountain and even this universe.

What do you think I have been doing with the arrangements in every corner of the occupied area since the war?

Simply plundering resources and enslaving captives?

In this way, I am constantly weakening my connection with you and the will of the plane.

Now, you are no longer the embodiment of the will of the Seven Heavens Mountain Plane, but just an abandoned loser. "

Asmodeus slowly walked to the front of his enemy, raised one of his big hands, grabbed the opponent's wings that exuded a sacred aura and pulled hard.

Tear!

"Ah ... "

Accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream, the wings of the Lord of Angels were forcibly pulled off, and blood containing amazing energy spurted out from the wound.

If ordinary demons were only stained with a few drops, they would be burned to ashes in just a few seconds.

In the blink of an eye, all his wings were torn off, leaving only the bloody wound on his back.

It is clear that this is a naked and undisguised humiliation and public execution.

The soldiers of the good camp coalition saw that Zafkiel was treated like livestock by Asmodeus, and even the wings representing holiness and glory were torn off, and they all closed their eyes and could not bear to continue watching.

Asmodeus took out a big sword burning with red hell flames from somewhere, and declared in an extremely solemn voice: "A long, long time ago, the bloody battle between demons and devils had not yet begun. A group of guys who claimed to be kind and righteous gathered together to plan a shocking conspiracy.

They wanted the evil to kill each other, so they set a trap to induce a bloody battle.

Zafkiel is the mastermind.

It is this insidious and despicable villain who forced us to invest a large number of manpower in the endless battlefield to consume each other.

For many years, I have been planning this revenge.

Now, it is finally time to pay the debt.

I hereby sentence Zafkiel to be guilty of provoking the largest war in the entire universe, causing countless lives to die!

At the same time, he is sentenced to death! Execute immediately! "

As the last word came out, the Lord of Hell raised his sword and chopped off the enemy's head.

Puff!

As the blood gushed out and the head flew into the air and exploded, the originally sunny sky suddenly dimmed, and it took less than two or three seconds for the day to turn into night.

The sun lost all its light as if it was in an eclipse.

The horrifying scene caused all the outer planes and even the entire universe to shake violently.

The kind people seemed to feel something, and they knelt on the ground and began to cry and pray, while those who revealed the evil breath from their bones laughed at the sky.

Because from this moment on, the two sides of the scale of good and evil were completely unbalanced.

And the weird and terrifying celestial phenomenon was the most direct indication.

On the battlefield, all the devils, demons, yugoloths, evil gods and their followers, including Asmodeus, were unprecedentedly strengthened.

The power of the sub-song clan has obviously declined, and some low-level members have even been unable to release spell-like abilities.

"No! ! ! ! ! How could this happen? How could we, who represent justice, lose? "

Some paladins and even Archon gods had mental breakdowns, some collapsed on the ground in disbelief, and some cried wildly with tears.

Unfortunately, all this was useless.

"This is a historic moment! The whole universe will remember this day! I am Asmodeus! The Lord of Hell who leads evil to fight against good! I am evil!"

Asmodeus held up the headless body of Zafkiel and declared victory.

His voice seemed to have some incredible power, directly passing through the obstruction of the plane and the crystal wall and reaching the heart of every creature.

From this moment on, when people mention evil, the first thing they think of is no longer those evil gods or demons, but the devils who represent lawful evil.

Because the Lord of Hell led them to create an unprecedented miracle.

"This is really the darkest and most shameful moment for the entire good camp. "

The god of justice Tyr's tone revealed anger and sadness.

Before Torm beside him could speak, Glamir smiled and comforted him: "Please don't be so sad.

This is only temporary.

According to the content of the contract, Asmodeus will choose to retreat in a few days at most.

You can take the opportunity to recover Mount Heaven and let the light of worship cover the entire plane again. "

"Humph! I hope you can keep your promise. "

Tyr made an angry, dissatisfied, but helpless voice.

Because he could clearly see that at this moment, the army from the ninth level of Baator had completed the siege of the entire country, and the new Phyrexian gods with godhood and power were also eyeing them.

The reason why the good gods did not help Zafkiel and the chaotic good camp suddenly chose to retreat was not entirely an excuse, but because they were indeed threatened.

After all, no one knew whether these terrifying armies, which were pretending to be so, would suddenly launch an attack if they did not agree to sign the contract.

So strictly speaking, what they did was not a betrayal, but more like a compromise under coercion.

"Please rest assured that we have always kept our promises. If Asmodeus does not leave by then, the owner who successfully seizes the crown will come to him personally to explain the pros and cons."

After that, Glamir put one hand on his chest and bowed to the good gods, and then the whole person disappeared on the spot.

Disappearing with her were the unprecedentedly large and well-equipped Devil Astartes Legions.

Watching the last target disappear into the portal, the tense God of Suffering Ilmater breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "Based on the current reaction, they should not go back on their words. Now it's time to send people to save those innocent people who are still being enslaved and tortured."

"Don't you think Soth's power is a little too strong?"

The God of Justice Tyr couldn't help asking.

"No, my friend. His power has probably exceeded that threshold. Now we can only hope that he understands the importance of the balance of this universe, otherwise it will usher in catastrophe and destruction for both us and mortals."

Ilmater's face showed unspeakable bitterness.

...

At the same time, far away in the Ravnica time and space, Zuo Si had obviously felt the huge feedback from the evil heart after evil defeated good, and quickly transformed this power into his own.

When he opened his eyes again, an abstract symbol that had never appeared before suddenly appeared in his pupils.

It looked a bit like the number seven, but not completely, and it only appeared for less than a second before it had a devastating impact on the entire Ravnica time and space.

The planeswalkers, who were already caught in a bitter battle with the Eternal Legion, and the local natives, all had irreconcilable conflicts due to their soaring ambitions and desires.

Some even broke out in internal strife and began to kill each other.

"Master, are you okay?"

Gramir, who had just teleported from the Seventh Heaven Mountain to report the results, asked in an extremely concerned tone.

Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry, I'm fine, unprecedentedly good. You did a good job this time and lived up to my trust and training in you."

"Thank you for your compliment. If possible, I hope to continue to follow your footsteps until I see you ascend to the highest throne."

Gramir held up Zuo Si's hand and kissed the back of his hand affectionately to express his respect, admiration and obedience.

"Okay. Transfer the people from Baator Hell over here one after another. If nothing unexpected happens, Nicol Bolas should start the Immortal Sun blockade space soon..."

Zosi had just said half of his words when he suddenly felt some incredible power sweeping across the entire Ravnica time and space, and then his planeswalker spark could no longer be transferred across time and space.

Needless to say, the War of the Spark has finally officially entered the second stage.

Before Glamir had time to ask what happened, he saw a terrifying vision suddenly appear in the sky in the distance, and then several immortal gods were summoned, which deeply shocked the planeswalkers who were still trying to unite and defeat Nicol Bolas.

After all, most ordinary planeswalkers are not strong and cannot be compared with real gods.

But now, their enemies have made gods summoned creatures in the form of undead. How can people accept this?

"That... that is the fanatic god Hazoret! Oh my God! What happened?"

The planeswalkers who have been to the Amonkhet time and space screamed in horror.

Just when everyone was stunned by the unrivaled power of the Eternal God, the Eternal God Hazoret, holding a spear, rushed straight towards the siblings who were fighting.

"Get out of here! Don't bother me!"

Little Annie obviously didn't take the god seriously. She started with a powerful divine-like spell and smashed it down from the sky with a bang.

The dark prince Greya was equally impressive. He wielded a sharp sword and stabbed another Eternal God through.

Realizing that their fight had attracted the attention of the old dragon, the two of them immediately chose to stop.

After all, they were just competing with each other and disliked each other. There was no deep hatred, and they were still a family.

They could still maintain tacit understanding when facing a powerful foreign enemy.

Facts have proved that the judgment of the two little guys was correct.

Not long after the Eternal God appeared, Nicol Bolas fell from the sky and looked up and down at the two young men with a slightly playful look.

After half a minute, he raised his head and asked, "Who are you? Why have I never heard of you, let alone seen you?"

"Humph! Who am I? Why should I tell you? Who are you?"

Little Annie acted in her true colors with a proud look.

The Dark Prince Graya chose to remain silent, only staring at the elder dragon planeswalker who was regarded as the biggest enemy by his father with a vigilant look.

"Hahaha!

Well, it seems that you should be newbies who have just ignited the spark not long ago.

Otherwise, you must have heard of my name.

But it doesn't matter, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't bother with you.

Now I give you a chance, a chance to swear allegiance to me.

In return, I can allow you to continue to exist as planeswalkers.

Otherwise, you will lose your precious spark today."

Nicol Bolas issued an ultimatum to the siblings in an extremely strong manner.

Obviously, he saw the great potential of these two little guys and wanted to train them to become his capable subordinates.

After all, he was about to become a dragon god, and as a god, it was impossible for him to do everything himself, so he had to have a group of capable subordinates who obeyed his orders.

Forget about trash like Tezzeret, it's really embarrassing to take him out.

Shane VII is not bad, he can be kept.

As for Zuo Si...

Nicol Bolas doesn't think this ambitious guy will be willing to be his subordinate.

So he urgently needs to recruit a few powerful planeswalkers who can work.

The battle between little Annie and Graya undoubtedly aroused his love for talent.

"Can you deprive our planeswalkers of their sparks?"

Little Annie tilted her head and pretended to be "I don't believe it".

Nicol Bolas didn't speak, but whispered half a spell.

Instant!

A ball of light was about to burst out from the girl's chest, and she was so scared that she quickly used all her strength to bind it tightly in her body.

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