An ordinary fantasy adventure in the continent of Faerun

Faced with Asmodeus's light and arrogant words, Noshiel rarely responded. He just quietly put away all the beast spirits, letting the power of the beast spirits flow in his body, and clenched [Matalotok] and [King's Axe] in his hands.

Noshiel just stood there silently, staring at this legendary big devil quietly, and silver-gray divine power began to emerge unconsciously in his eyes. Facing this legendary King of the Nine Hells, the Lord of Depravity, and the God of Indulgence, this level of vigilance is necessary.

Faced with the serious Noshiel, Asmodeus felt the oppression of being a mythical creature. In an instant, He lost the expression that seemed to have everything under control, and showed a touch of surprise on his evil and frivolous face.

"This... is really interesting. I didn't expect it--"

Feeling the faint oppression transmitted by Noshir, Asmodeus' face showed a hint of surprise, and then immediately turned into an undisguised interest, so that even the corners of his mouth that had always been wearing an arrogant smile changed, becoming more sincere and more disgusting.

Obviously, Asmodeus began to be interested in him. As Gargos' former boss, Noshir had heard from Gargos that this guy had a bad hobby, that is, He particularly liked to focus on playing with demigods, or other beings of similar status.

Because Asmodeus is too strong, as the world's first devil, He is also the most powerful devil in the world, with a powerful evil god of divine power! There is almost nothing in this world that can limit Him. The name Asmodeus itself represents unconstrained rights.

Although he is a god, he has no obligations to fulfill, because the demons under his command have taken over all the duties of this god of indulgence and depravity. He does not need to do anything himself, which gives him endless time to achieve any purpose he wants and satisfy all his bad tastes.

To give a ready-made example, Zariel is the new victim of Asmodeus's bad hobby, and Noshir guessed that he, who appeared in front of him without showing off, was already a mythical creature with divine power. Obviously, he exceeded Asmodeus's expectations and attracted his attention to a great extent.

'It's not a good thing to be targeted by this guy. I hope he doesn't make trouble for himself. ’

Noshir had a headache, but he was not afraid of Asmodeus’ power or any of his schemes as he had achieved quasi-god power. Even in his home field of hell, Noshir was confident that he could fight him. But what should he do next…

——

Asmodeus was indeed attracted by the strength shown by Noshir. The bloody battles in the abyss lasted for thousands of years, and each one was extremely tragic. As the Lord of the Nine Hells, although he stayed alone in the Brass City of Nessus most of the time, Asmodeus still paid enough attention to every bloody battle, especially in the past hundred years. Asmodeus paid special attention to Zariel, the bloody battle general newly appointed by him.

In the past hundred years, the outside world was very puzzled as to why he suddenly dismissed Bell from the Dukedom. People speculated that Bell's ambition offended him and made him, the ruler, feel threatened, so he dismissed Bell from his position in order to crack him down. But in fact, Asmodeus was just tired of Bell's unoriginal "safe" tactics. The biggest reason why he dismissed Bell was actually just because he was bored.

Yes, boredom, this is the biggest reason why he dismissed Bell. In the past, under Bell's rigid command, the devils could always wipe out a large number of demons at the lowest cost. Asmodeus had always admired such art of war, but unfortunately, no matter how beautiful something is, there is a threshold.

If you watch the same drama for too long, you won't feel any surprises, but under Zariel's radical combat strategy, Asmodeus experienced the passion he hadn't felt for a long time.

Asmodeus regarded every bloody battle led by Zariel as the best stage play to kill time. In his eyes, only this grand and fierce war could slightly arouse his heart that had been withered for ten thousand years.

As long as there was a gap and interest, the King of the Nine Hells would connect Zariel's eyes and appreciate this most grand war drama. The bloody battle in the abyss was not a joke, but for Asmodeus, even a war of this level was no different from a joke. As long as the few quasi-divine powers in the abyss did not appear, Asmodeus could completely allow Zariel to make a certain degree of nonsense.

Yes, nonsense. In Asmodeus's eyes, Zariel's actions could only be regarded as nonsense. Since it was nonsense, it was destined that an accident would occur one day. At that time, this tool that could only be regarded as a tool for fun would be meaningless. It's just that he didn't expect that this accident would come so quickly, and it was so-"unexpected"?

Asmodeus felt the divine power emanating from Nosir, and his blood-red eyes instantly lit up with a red light. Under this light, in the gaze of the King of the Nine Hells, He saw through the real body hidden by Nosir, the tall divine body with silver-gray metallic skin and wings.

Asmodeus saw the true appearance of Noshir and felt how powerful the divine power in his body was. It was absolutely not inferior to the middle divine power, and even the total amount of divine power was excellent among the middle divine power! But this exaggerated total amount of divine power was not what shocked him the most!

‘This feeling is not wrong. This kid is not only of an unknown race that has never been heard of or seen before, but also in the direction of his ascension, he is not an orthodox believer in God, but a more difficult and more powerful quasi-divine power. This is really...’

After just a glance, Asmodeus immediately retracted his peeping eyes. As a powerful divine power, his intuition made him feel that if he continued to watch, the guy in front of him would definitely attack without saying a word, but his current body was not the original body, but just an incarnation condensed by divine power.

Asmodeus's intuition told him that this incarnation, which only carried 1/10 of his own power, was definitely no match for him. He was afraid that he would be killed by him in the instant of fighting, but he didn't want to leave the field so soon.

"——Quasi-divine power, or quasi-divine power of the middle level. Apart from that idiot Demogorgon, this is the first time I have seen it in anyone else."