Green Monster Epic

Chapter 359: Hell Duke

In the nameless valley, the demon army was gathering. When the three towering figures appeared in the valley, the surrounding noisy environment suddenly fell silent. Even the insects and birds seemed to sense a powerful natural enemy, frantically burrowing into the ground.

Drow General Asas was only one step away from entering the Saint realm. Coupled with his cunning and cruel nature, he became the commander of this expedition to the world of Ferman. As a Drow, his skin was dark, but his face was handsome. It was a pity that after years of fighting in the abyss, a deep scar appeared on the right side of his handsome face.

The giant bull demon Avazi wore heavy armor, and his exaggerated giant axe was propped on the ground. He kept tapping the ground with his hand. Under his seemingly simple and honest face, his eyes revealed a red light, and white air spewed from his nostrils.

Like Asas, the human sorceress Sasha, who had the blood of purgatory, had charming eyes. She leaned on Asas's shoulder, allowing Asas's restless hands to wander over her sensitive spots. From time to time, she would let out a silly smile. But if anyone thought she was harmless, she would let them feel what purgatory was like.

"Huh??"

Asas stood in front of the flesh and blood altar, watching the chaotic crowd of demons walking out. His keen mental power seemed to sense something. He raised his head and looked westward into the dark land shrouded in the solar eclipse. On the horizon, a group of dark red light was shining, and the magic power was stirring and becoming chaotic.

"It seems that our old friends are about to appear!!"

The Abyss Blood War has lasted for countless years. Asas, Avazi, and the other three demons have also fought in the Blood War for hundreds of years, and were lucky enough to survive. Demons are naturally at odds with devils. As long as the two sides appear at the same time, they don't need anyone to provoke them. The two sides can fight fiercely and tragically on the spot until one side is completely eliminated.

But this time, Asas and the others obviously had no intention of meeting the devils. Although they had already noticed the other party's movements, he did not intend to take advantage of the other party's unstable footing to send a large army to attack the devil's army.

"Pass down my order, let the armies besieging Bright Creek City and attacking the Centaur Grassland all retreat!!"

Asas's eyes were full of ambition. If he could complete the mission assigned by His Highness this time, then the shackles that had troubled him for many years would probably be broken with His Highness's help.

It was precisely because he knew the old enemy, the devils, too well that Asas could not invest his limited army in meaningless fights. This would only benefit the prey in the material world.

"Yes, General!!"

Although both were demigods, Gul'dan, the demigod, was not as strong as the half-drow hybrid in front of him, nor was his position in the Dark Lord's heart as high.

"What? Just watch those cunning guys snatch our prey?"

Sasha, who was leaning on Asas, made a captivating and soul-stirring voice, causing a group of demons around to keep swallowing their saliva, their eyes unable to resist secretly glancing at the exposed and charming figure.

Faced with the demons' peeping, Sasha not only did not glare, but instead lightly stroked the pair of snow peaks in front of her chest with great interest, revealing their beauty while half-covered.

"That group of dirty bastards will emerge, as His Highness expected. So when I came to this material world, His Highness had already instructed me."

"The most important thing now is to collect more flesh and blood, summon more troops to the material world, and completely occupy this world, then pull it into the abyss and make it the fourth dominion of the Lord."

"Those humans are not trustworthy. Before, His Highness was dealing with them, but it was just to delay time and assemble our army for the expedition."

"His Highness's purpose has been achieved, and we no longer need to sacrifice our warriors for those humans. Let the humans and those bastards fight each other!!"

"We are going to the east to conquer the so-called Beastman Empire!!!"

Asas was full of ambition. The million-strong demon army under his command was his confidence. As long as he could achieve war by war, relying on the demons' powerful combat power and cruel nature, he firmly believed that defeating and annexing a mere Beastman Empire was not a difficult task.

The only thing to worry about was probably the Beastman God System behind the Beastman Empire.

However, His Highness had already prepared for the gods behind the Beastman Empire. As long as he could collect enough flesh and blood again, he could summon Ambassador Vian and Marshal Ebruen to the material world. At that time, the two adults with at least the strength of gods would definitely be able to lead the demon army to kill the saints of the Beastman gods and turn the many people of the Beastman Empire into food and materials for their demon army.

Almost at the moment when the Devil Duke walked out of the Gate of Hell, in the starry sky that had returned to sight due to the solar eclipse, after a few starlight caves, the high priest and high priests of the Manta City Nature God's Temple, which was closest to Bright Creek City, suddenly heard a majestic and solemn voice in their ears: "Go south!!! Support the Spring Country!!"

"The devils from the abyss have revealed their claws, and the vanguard has already descended on Bright Creek City!!"

Oak Temple Commander Noding, Ranger Goddess Temple High Priest Abel, and others were shocked when they heard this oracle. The demon army that had invaded the world of Ferman had not yet been wiped out, and now a devil vanguard legion had emerged. Both were evil forces coveting the material world, but the threat of devils was even greater than that of demons.

Although the demons seemed to be large in scale, in reality they only had scale but no complete military formation. Battlefield fighting relied more on their crazy temperament and individual bravery. The devil's legions have always been the top legions in the myriad planes. They fought with demons who owned hundreds of planes with only nine planes of territory. They fought for tens of thousands of years, and the demons still have no way to deal with the devils, which is enough to show the devils' power, especially when they form a legion.

"Go find the Lord of Manta City and convene a meeting!!!'

Several majestic voices were passed down, and Manta City finally took action.

Of course, everyone knew that the so-called support for the Spring Country was just to comfort the Goddess of Spring. When more detailed information was passed to the representatives of the member tribes of Manta City, everyone already understood that the Spring Country would no longer exist.

However, the arrival of the Devil Legion became the last straw that broke the self-interest of the Wilderness Tribe members. Unlike Allen and the others, who were stupid and shallow, the strong men of the Wilderness Official Tribe had dealt with demons and devils a lot. They knew the power and destructive power of these two abyss races very well, but the self-preservation of each family drove them to act slowly in the wilderness for several years, and they could not help the Centaur Grassland to take down the demon army that was not too strong.

In the inner city of Thorn Castle, the towering giant tree was radiating a warm and heart-warming light. Under the witness of countless residents in the castle, the body of the War Ancient Tree Besmer was shrinking and condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The priests and deacons in the Temple of the Oak Father, which originally used the ancient tree as the main body of the temple, showed a bit of panic, but then, under the comfort of the main priest of the temple, they regained their normal expressions and cast soothing spells on the surrounding ignorant believers in an intimate and friendly manner.

When the light on the ancient tree gradually faded, the ceiling above the temple, constructed from the octopus-like roots of the ancient tree, disappeared, replaced by a faint, translucent shield.

The War Ancient Tree transformed into a 5-6 meter tall treant, its branches forming a hand that now held a brown wooden staff, its eyes gazing southward with a deep, simple earnestness.

“Homir, I must now head south. The safety of the temple is entrusted to you.”

Besilmer was originally grown from an acorn propagated by Silvanus, the Father of Oak Trees himself. Therefore, from the moment of his birth, he was an avatar of the Father of Oak Trees in the material world. However, to remain in the material world, Besilmer's strength and will were maintained at the demigod level. If he were to advance even one step further, Besilmer could naturally ignite the divine fire and become the lowest-level deity without any special effort.

“Understood, Your Excellency!”

The troll Homir had already found his path to becoming a legend. Now, having finally broken through his physical limits, he ultimately ascended to legend seven years ago. He was also the only legendary powerhouse of the Oak Church in Thornsburg. Previously, with Besilmer, the avatar of a deity, stationed there, most of the powerhouses and knight order members of the Temple of Nature in Thornsburg were transferred to the wilderness city of Mansa.

With Besilmer now changing form and preparing to head south for support, it meant that the strength of the Temple of Nature in Thornsburg would be at its weakest in thousands of years.

“If…”

A pair of eyes that grew from Besilmer's trunk shone with wisdom. His expression was somewhat hesitant as if he wanted to offer a reminder, but then he made up his mind.

“I am leaving!”

In the end, Besilmer still felt that things shouldn't be that bad. He didn't voice his inner concerns, waved the staff in his hand, and soared into the air, directly ignoring the flight restrictions of the Thornsburg city district, disappearing into the southern sky in an instant.

Not only did Besilmer quickly head south, but the remaining forces from several temples of the Nature Domain in Thornsburg were also mobilized, closely following Besilmer's figure southward, showing how great the impact of this demon's appearance was on the overall situation.

“Hahahaha!!!”

The former lord of the sixth layer of Hell, Duke Moloch, now like a stray dog, stood in the Mingxi City palace garden with his orange-red, oversized feet. Sparks gradually rose from the ground, a manifestation of the power of Moloch's fire domain, protecting him.

The rebellion that once swept through Hell had Moloch as its primary figure, ending in failure. He was replaced as the lord of the sixth layer by his former advisor and consort, the Night Hag Malagarde. The rebellion was, in fact, a work of Asmodeus, the ruler of the Nine Hells, to pass the time. From the beginning, there was no chance of success. When Moloch understood all of this, it was already too late. In the end, he could only hide and wander between the nine layers of Hell, slowly gathering his forces, attempting to rise again.

This time, to invade the Fayman World, the Lord of Hell, Asmodeus, suddenly approached Moloch, offering to help him regain his position as the lord of the sixth layer in exchange for Moloch passing through the Gate of Hell into the material world, completely stirring up the muddy waters of the material realm.

It should be known that Moloch's strength itself is equivalent to a deity. Although crossing the Fayman World's plane barrier suppresses him, limiting him to wielding only the weak divine power of a deity who has just ignited the divine fire, this is already enough to plunge the Fayman World into endless disaster.

This is also the fundamental reason why the deities of the Nature Domain, after overlooking and perceiving Moloch's arrival from their divine star bodies, immediately issued divine mandates and mobilized the few remaining legendary powerhouses above in Thornsburg to quickly head south.

Repelled by the will of the plane, the deities who ascend from the Fayman World cannot stay in the material world for long. From the moment they ignite the divine fire and ascend the throne, the will of the plane begins to exert force to repel these beings who would bring great harm and threat to the world itself. Each day, the rejection force on the deity's body becomes stronger, and after no more than two years, the deity will enter the endless void, unable to resist the plane's rejection, and establish their own divine kingdom.

And powerful individuals like Moloch, who possess strength equivalent to a deity, only possess domain power, and their spiritual world lacks the true presence of the divine fire. Therefore, although the will of the plane still rejects them, as long as Moloch does not continuously use his domain power for a long time, they can remain active in the material world for a long time, unless they are expelled or killed by the strong individuals of this world.

The thirty-six hexagram formations that connect human emotions and desires, the dark red pillars of light soaring into the sky, became increasingly thin. The blood that flowed and surged like liquid in the pillars of light now only remained as thin blood mist; the countless miserable screams, painful wails, and souls that once filled the area had lost their vitality and power. Each spiritual body was slowly and steadily disappearing, and it wouldn't be long before there was no trace of their existence.

Hundreds of thousands of Spring Country survivors, who had persisted for years, ultimately became the nourishment for the Gate of Hell during three days and three nights of slaughter. With so many human souls and blood strengthening it, the number of demon legions crossing through the Gate of Hell had already exceeded three hundred thousand.

Compared to the demons, who are inherently ferocious and insane and focus more energy on slaughter, the devils, with their strict hierarchical system, have developed Gates of Hell that are several times more advanced in terms of magical effects and energy utilization than the flesh altars that can only devour flesh and blood. This is why they only needed the hundreds of thousands of residents of the Mingxi City defense line to maintain the energy needed for the 300,000-strong demon army to cross the Gate of Hell.

“Your Majesty King William, please enjoy the first battle of revenge that we have prepared for you!”

Although Moloch was a Duke of Hell, he was very peaceful when facing William XVI, who was merely a mortal human, without the arrogance of a strong individual.

“Thank you!”

King William's eyes were dim. He was well aware that from now on, there would be no Spring Country, nor would he exist as a king.

The motivation that still allowed William to persevere was the legion of devils from the Nine Hells before him, carrying his hatred, to take revenge on the enemies who had caused the current tragic state of the Spring Country.

“Boom!!”

The King City's magic lock, with its magic power exhausted, finally released its blockade on the Spring Church's temple. However, before High Priest Yaye could touch the magic array of the temple itself, a pair of huge palms slammed fiercely on the shield of the array, causing the temple building, the main body of the array, to shake violently, teetering on the verge of collapse.

“What a tough tortoise shell!”

Moloch shook his head in dissatisfaction, lamenting his failed attack. However, as he lamented, a long whip suddenly appeared in his hand, lashing out fiercely, mercilessly ravaging the tottering magic array.

Starting tomorrow, I will resume updating with more than six thousand words, and there may be outbreaks at any time!!