When Inferno Overlord Berial saw Scolopendra's soul being stuffed into Osiris's demon sword, and the eyes of the skeleton on the hilt of the demon sword lit up with greed, he felt that his entire demon capital was not good.
He thought that he was miserable enough, but he did not expect Scolopendra to be even more miserable than him. At least he managed to preserve his life, but Scolopendra was completely killed.
That idiot, what did he want to do by letting his soul leave? Didn't he think that after losing the Ouroboros Mark, his soul would not return to the Abyss after being exposed?
In any case, Scolopendra was a colleague who had fought together with Berial and the others for many years. Now that he was dead, Berial could not help but feel sad.
Madama Styx and the other demon lords felt the same way. But even though the murderer, Osiris, was in front of them, they had no intention of taking revenge for Scolopendra.
The reason was simple. They did not want to die.
It had actually been a long time since they lost the Ouroboros Mark. From the beginning, they were not used to it, but later, they became indifferent. After all, as demon lords, it was very difficult for enemies to kill them. But Scolopendra's death suddenly reminded them of their situation. Without the protection of the Ouroboros Mark, they might die.
"Who's next?" At this moment, Roy was stepping on the enormous head of Scolendaz's corpse. He had just finished killing, and his murderous aura had yet to subside. After taking off his visor, the smile on his face looked especially ferocious. His two rows of neat and sharp teeth seemed to be flashing with cold light, and his pair of red pentagram-shaped eyes stared at everyone murderously.
Seeing Roy's ferocious smile, Madama Styx and the others could not help but take a step back. Then they realized that they had lost their composure, so they exchanged glances and pushed Madama Styx to be the representative to negotiate with Roy.
Madama Styx flapped her butterfly wings and took two light steps forward. "Osiris, we have no intention of being enemies with you. You have already proven your strength, and it's not impossible to admit you as the ruler of the Demon World. But we have a question for you."
"Speak!" Roy raised his chin at her.
"Mundus has already fled in defeat. I reckon you replaced him because you want to chase after him, right?" Madama Styx said, "What we want to ask is, are you confident in taking back the Ouroboros Mark that Mundus took away? Will they return it to us after they take it back? "
"These are two questions!" Roy sneered. "It seems like you actually know that it was Mundus who took your marks, right?"
Madama Styx nodded. "Of course. We're demon lords. I don't know what's going on with those low-level demons, but how can they beat us? However, Mundus is the ruler of this place, and we've always been suppressed by him, so we can't resist. "
Sparda was expressionless at the side, but he was very disdainful of Madama Styx and the others in his heart. So many demon lords knew what Mundus had done, but he was the only one who truly dared to resist. No wonder these guys had not improved since becoming demon lords.
They had already lost the courage and desire to advance …
But Sparda also knew that this was the norm for demons now. After all, it was too difficult to become a demon king. Many demon lords could not enter and could only stop at this level for the rest of their lives. This hopeless state naturally killed the thoughts of demon lords to advance.
To be honest, when Sparda served under Mundus, apart from the fact that Mundus was indeed stronger than him, it was also because Sparda saw hope in Mundus. Mundus had always been pursuing to become a demon king and a true god. It was precisely this boldness that made Sparda willing to serve him.
Unfortunately, Mundus had courage, but he still went astray. Although seizing the Ouroboros Mark made him an immortal soul, it also pushed him to the opposite of all demons.
Now, this contradiction finally erupted. After he escaped, all the demon lords and generals under him first thought of how to snatch back the lost marks. No one wanted to be loyal to him at all, and it could be said that they had completely betrayed Mundus, the ruler of the Demon World.
Roy did not even think about the questions of the demon lords and replied, "As long as I can retrieve Mundus' soul, I have a way to separate the marks from his soul, and I can return your marks to you. But as you can see, the spatial channel has opened, and the angel army that retreated might appear again. If we don't defeat them, it's impossible to capture Mundus!"
Madama Styx smiled enchantingly. "This is easy. As long as Your Majesty Osiris is willing to establish a demon contract for the promise just now, all the demon armies under our command will listen to your commands. As long as you can bring back Mundus' soul, what's the big deal about reigniting the Eternal War?"
Roy looked at Madama Styx and the others in silence before nodding. "Okay!"
A demon contract appeared in the air out of thin air, listing the terms of the agreement between the two sides. After reading the terms and finding that there were no loopholes, the demon lords, including Inferno Overlord Berial, Madama Styx, and the others, left their demon names on the contracts one by one.
And after Roy left his demon name, the contract was established!
The demon lords bowed and declared their loyalty to Demon Lord Osiris.
It had to be said that demons were really clear about the hierarchy. If a true demon king were here, Berial, Madama Styx, and the others might have bowed their heads without saying a word. But Roy was on the same level as them, so even if they obeyed Roy's orders, they still had to fight for the benefits that they should fight for.
This model was vaguely familiar to Roy. It was just like when he was in the world of Ashan, Kha-Beleth and the other demon lords were equal. When they were trapped in prison, everyone was equal. But if anyone could escape, they would tacitly agree that they were the rulers of the entire demon camp, and the others had to support them.
This was good for Roy. If he could not keep the demon lords in line with him in terms of rank, then he could keep them in line with him through such a contract.
As for how to separate the marks after capturing Mundus' soul, Roy was not worried at all. He had harvested a large number of souls in the Demon World this time. Although they all came from demons, they could still be used. At that time, as long as he used the system to create an item like a separation device, he could separate the marks that Mundus had fused. As for how many souls he needed to create this item, he would see when the time came.
"Okay!" After the contract was established, Roy said to Madama Styx and the others, "Now, return to your respective territories, gather all your troops, and then gather at Demon King City!"
"Yes, Your Majesty Osiris!" Madama Styx and the others bowed, spread their demon wings, and flew away in all directions. Inferno Overlord Berial, who had a broken demon horn, spread his hooves and ran into the distance.
After the demon lords left, the densely packed low-level demons in the distance carefully approached and offered their knees to Roy, the new ruler of the Demon World.
"War … is coming again …" Sparda looked at this scene and sighed.
"Isn't this normal for demons?" Roy looked at him and asked curiously, "Why do you seem so resistant to war?"
"You don't understand …" Sparda looked back at Roy. "Osiris, you're very powerful. The rarest thing is that you seem to be very young. I don't know how old you are, but if you live to my age, you'll understand what I mean …"
Only then did Roy remember that although Sparda only had two sons, he was actually a ten-thousand-year-old demon …
"War is indeed normal for demons. If you fight with angels for a hundred or two hundred years, you might feel that it's nothing …" Sparda sighed. "But what if you fight for a thousand years, two thousand years, or even five thousand years, or six thousand years? Day after day, year after year, your body will always be on the verge of life and death, and you'll always see blood in your eyes. At that time, will you still feel that this is normal? "
Roy thought about it and suddenly felt speechless.
"The Eternal War. This term sounds great and glorious, but in fact, this endless war with no end in sight has already made many demons and angels tired of it!" Sparda said. "In the nearly ten thousand years since I came to this world, I've seen many demons choose to end themselves because they could no longer endure this endless war. Similarly, it's the same for angels. I've met many angels who could clearly fight against the enemy on the battlefield, but in the end, they chose to be killed by the enemy …"
Hearing Sparda's sigh, Julia could not help but nod. That was indeed the case. Back in the Darksiders world, she had witnessed a long Eternal War with Heaven under Samael. At that time, there were demons who chose to end themselves. Presumably, they could not stand this war where they could never see victory or defeat …
"Therefore, I chose to seal the spatial channel because I didn't want the Eternal War to continue …" Sparda put away his demon sword and said to Roy, "But I can't make a choice about Mundus. Now, I only hope that you, Your Majesty Osiris, can let me seal this channel again after you capture Mundus. I'll be extremely grateful."
"Okay, I promise you!" Roy nodded.
Hearing the conversation between Sparda and Roy, Dante, Vergil, and Nero could not help but look at each other.
At this moment, they suddenly felt that it was better to be human. At least with the lifespan of humans, they did not have to worry and think about what would happen thousands of years later, nor did they have to endure the mental torture brought about by long time …
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