demon godfather

"Grand Duke Abaddon, can you win this honor and invite you to ride with us?"

Dominique still remembers the day when Scott was kidnapped by the demon and Abaddon was released.He remembered Abaddon's harsh words before leaving: "Soon, we will meet in hell." Unexpectedly, it was not Scott who met him in hell, but Dominick.

Having said that, the collapse of the family house was ultimately Abaddon's fault. If his existence hadn't interfered with Scott's teleportation spell, the house would not have been teleported to Australia and would not have collapsed.How can we not forget the revenge of demolishing the house!

"Abadon? Are you Abaddon?!"

"If it's a fake replacement."

The Grand Duke of Hell is still stretching out his hand, as if to say: Are you fucking going to come up?

Dominic looked at him silently, thinking that it was unnecessary to ask such a question, did he have any other choice?

He took Abaddon's hand and climbed onto the horse's back on his strong, powerful arms.But the ghost bone horse was extremely tall, and it was always pacing up and down dishonestly. Dominique had no horse riding experience, so he tried several times and ended up sliding off the horse's back awkwardly. In the last time, he even lost his balance. It fell directly into the mud.The ghost horse lowered its head and snorted at Dominic, as if mocking him.Dominique had never been so humiliated in his life.

Abaddon got off the horse without a word, supported Dominic's body, pushed him onto the horse's back, then jumped on the horse himself, sat behind Dominic, held the rein, and shouted "Drive", the ghost horse With a long hiss, he spread his hooves and started to sprint across the wasteland.

Dominique studied the steed under his crotch (let’s count it as a “horse” in hell), and felt that it has advantages. For example, the ghost horse probably doesn’t need fodder and can save a lot of expenses, but it also has disadvantages, such as it There is no fat, and the shock resistance is extremely poor. Whenever the horse's hoof hits the ground, Dominique can feel a shock wave rising from the tailbone and reaching the top of the head.If he continued running like this, sooner or later, his muscles and bones would be shattered and he would die.Abaddon seemed to sense this too (thank goodness!), and reined in the horse to slow it down.

Dominique finally recovered, and had the strength to care about other things.

"Where are you taking me?" he asked aloud.

"My palace," Abaddon said matter-of-factly.

"Why? What is your purpose?"

"You are a special person," said the Grand Duke of Hell calmly. "Since you came to Hell, everyone has been looking for you and trying to control you. I think it is necessary to take the lead. Under my 'protection' , is better than being caught by others."

"I don't think so..." Dominic muttered under his breath, not daring Abaddon to hear him.

"I heard."

"..."

"You probably don't know how special you are?" said Abaddon. "Your godfather never told you, did he? If he hadn't kept it from you, you wouldn't have been blindly loyal to him, would you?"

When the godfather was mentioned, Dominique suddenly became alert. "You... Let me tell you, our relationship between father and son is very good, you don't want to stir up discord!"

"Sowing discord? It's just telling the truth. Is this also called sowing discord?"

Abaddon controlled the reins with one hand, wrapped Dominic's waist with the other, and pulled back vigorously. Dominic fell backwards and leaned against the Grand Duke of Hell's chest.Abaddon leaned close to his ear, and deliberately blew.Dominique was very sensitive there, and immediately got goosebumps all over his body.

"That's not all the things he hid from you." The voice of the Grand Duke of Hell was deep and magnetic, which made Dominique tremble all over. "Do you know his real name?"

"...Wolfgang Schiele?" The young witcher struggled to squeeze out a few words from his lips.

"No no, that's his alias on earth. I mean his name in hell, his real identity. He never told you, did he?" Abaddon's lips moved against his ear.

Dominic covered his ears, blushing.No one else had spoken to him in that way except Chris.

"The name is just a code name! It's nothing important!" he shouted shamefully.

The Grand Duke of Hell smiled coldly and said nothing more.

The surrounding scenery has changed at some point, and it is no longer a barren and desolate barren land. Although the scenery is still quite strange and desolate, there are more mountains around, and some damaged buildings can be seen from time to time.The whistling wind was a little quieter, and the air was filled with the smell of sulfur.The land under his feet is no longer the cracked soil of the wasteland, but a road paved with bricks and stones. Although it is covered with dust, it seems to be a spacious and magnificent avenue.

Seeing Dominic looking around curiously, Abaddon simply acted as a tour guide and explained: "This is the avenue leading to the capital. It looks dilapidated now, but it was not like this in the past. When the Maharaja was still in power, all the roads in hell All lead to the capital of the king, the avenue is always bustling with people coming and going, and there are knights standing guard on duty at intervals along the road. At that time, the king was the center of hell, everyone was in awe, and all directions came to court, just like, "He After thinking about it seriously, "It's like your human Rome."

"You know Rome!" Dominique said, "then why is it in such a miserable state?"

"The majesty changed positions, the crown hung in the air, and the nobles were divided into separate regimes. They each guarded one side of the territory, or attacked each other, or coveted the world, so the king's capital gradually declined, and now only ruins remain."

"You want to take me to the ruins? Is your palace in the ruins?"

Abaddon smiled, and the smile was a little sad. "I was sealed in the magic book for hundreds of years, during which my territory was captured by other lords. When I returned to hell, I had no place to live. I could only temporarily occupy the former site of the king's capital and regroup."

Dominique thought, this guy is quite pitiful. He used to be a great nobleman who called the wind and rain, but now he can only live in the ruins that no one wants.

A gate tower reaching the sky appeared in the field of vision.The gate tower looks like a city gate (but there is no city wall next to it), but it is as exquisitely carved and beautiful as a triumphal arch. Although the times have changed, its magnificence and beauty are still shocking.

In the center of the top floor of the gatehouse is a figure of a demon, with horns on its head, wings on its back, many jewels on its body, and a crown suspended above its head.

The ghost horse stopped a little under the gate.Dominique looked up at the relief on the door in awe, while Abaddon introduced with emotion: "This is the Gate of Mammon, and the image of Mamen, the Grand Duke of Hell, is engraved on it. There are seven city walls around the capital. At that time, every grand duke was required to build a city wall for him to show his loyalty. At that time, everyone competed to build their own city walls strong and beautiful in order to win the favor of the maharaja."

Dominic nodded with half understanding: "It turns out that this is a ring within a ring capital."

Abaddon pointed to the relief on the gate tower: "Mammon is a greedy demon, sitting on countless wealth. In the past, his city gate was plated with real gold and silver. Have you seen the crown on the relief's head? There was a Ye Mingzhu. Later, when the capital of the kingdom declined, the gold, silver and jewels on the city gate were either taken away by Mamen himself, or they were pried off by the rioters and stolen. The city wall has collapsed, and only the gate tower is left to pass by."

They passed through the gate of Mammon and continued to move forward. After a short while, they encountered the next city gate.There are many skeletons and ghosts carved on this city gate, surrounded by the Grand Duke of Hell in the center, as if paying tribute and begging for mercy. "That is the gate of Beelzebub. Beelzebub is known as the 'King of Ghosts', and he is also a gluttonous demon. Everything in the world is his food."

Behind the Gate of Beelzebub is the Gate of Belial.This gate is not as grand and exquisite as the previous two. The gate tower is quite simple, even crude, but it is the only gate still connected to the city wall.Although the city wall is dilapidated, it still stands tall and stretches into the distance until the end of the world.

"Belial is a lazy devil. In the past, his city walls were laughed at as 'cutting corners' because there were almost no decorations on them, not even his own relief. When the king's capital fell, other walls collapsed over the long years, but only His still stands."

Every time he passed a city gate, Abaddon would introduce the origin of the city gate and the story of the Duke of Hell to Dominic.The relief sculptures on the fourth city gate are quite unsightly, showing some naked men and women doing their own thing.On the top of the city gate is carved an extremely handsome demon, with one arm around a plump and beautiful woman, and the other around a handsome, strong and handsome man.I don't know if it's an illusion, but even the pillars used for support and the door opening are shaped like reproductive organs... Without Abaddon's introduction, Dominic knew who the demon was.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's the lust demon Asmodeus, right?"

Abaddon smiled wryly and nodded. "Not bad."

"...Is it okay to carve something like this on the city gate?"

"That's because of your narrow-mindedness. In hell, people are praised for having a strong sexual desire. If a high-ranking demon doesn't have ten or eight lovers around him, he will be regarded as indolent and ridiculed."

The Demon Grand Duke on the fifth city gate has no human image, but is replaced by a giant dragon with no crown on his head, but a handful of ring-shaped, burning bright flames, and a fruit tree is carved on each side of the gate .

"That's Samael, the twelve-winged serpent that fell from the sky, the chief culprit who tempted Adam and Eve to eat the fruit of wisdom. The crown of flames on the dragon's head is an ever-living magic fire. It is said that as long as Samael does not die, the flame will burn burn forever."

The carving on the sixth gate—needless to say, Dominic could tell at a glance that it was Abaddon.The relief Abaddon is much more majestic than the real one, holding a sword in one hand and a balance in the other, with a shining crown on his head, and all the people kneeling under his feet.Dominique looked at the relief, then at Abaddon, thinking that the sculptor who created the relief must have added artistic beautification and imagination to his work.

Abaddon looked at the relief of himself with a sad expression, and remained silent.After a while, he flicked the rein and urged the ghost horse to go on.

There is the last gate ahead, the statue of the last Grand Duke.Dominique could recognize the appearance of the relief from a distance—the demon with loose hair, dressed in fine clothes, holding a scepter in one hand, holding a seal in the other, and a pair of hands that appeared out of thin air put a crown on his head.

"That's the last Grand Duke, Mephisto Phellerus. You humans should be familiar with him, right? After all, he appeared in quite famous literary works. He used to be the Grand Duke's adjutant and the Lord Seal Keeper. The man near the throne. See his crown? The hands that crown him are the hands of the Maharaja. In hell, no one would dare to carve his own image like this. But he dared, because the Maharaja did give him that honor , among all the subjects, he is the most favored. At the end of the great war, he saved everyone—and at the same time betrayed the majesty!" Abaddon changed the subject, "The defeated general, now for the sake of power, is now It is really disgusting to climb back to the Majesty's feet and beg for mercy!"

As the ghost horse gradually approached, Dominic finally saw the face of Mephisto in the relief. Suddenly, he fell into an ice cave, and the whole world shook.

"How is it possible...how could this be...this...no no, I should have thought of it..."

Dominique spoke incoherently, raving like a patient with a high fever.Abaddon laughed coldly behind his back.

"I should have thought... Wolfgang Schiele, Wolfgang Schiele... the name of Goethe who wrote Faust was Johann Wolfgang, and his best friend was The writer Schiller...he just merged the names of two people...such an obvious hint, I should have thought of it! I should have thought of it!"

In the relief, the face of Mephistopheles, Grand Duke of Hell, is none other than his godfather, Wolfgang Schiele.