A group of demons looked at him with jealousy and hatred as he collected his spoils of war.
And the same group of demons looked at him with even more jealousy and hatred as the demonic craftsmen forged his spoils of war into a suitable size, and then equipped it on the spot.
Even the cost of adjusting the equipment was paid by the sullen Lords of the Abyss.
Not to mention the sour feeling in Duque's heart.
He had slapped the demon in the face.
He had snatched the demon's best.
And he had even shamelessly asked for a receipt and three guarantees of after-sales service.
This was the so-called despicable and despicable act.
If Duque had really become a demon from today onwards, then it would have been fine. But the problem was that he had been prepared to run from the start.
Of course, Grom, who still had no idea what Duque was up to, was very depressed. He did not even know if Duque had really fallen.
Originally, the Eredar Gemini's eyes had lit up when they saw Grom, who had almost crippled Magtheridon with an axe, and subtly suggested that Grom should also try his dark powers.
But Duque had used the excuse that 'lower races do not deserve to enjoy dark powers' to gloss over it.
The Gemini did not force Duque any further.
Firstly, Grom was Duque's servant (slave).
Secondly, perhaps he thought that Duque wanted to consolidate his power and position?
Jealousy and being wary of his underlings were things that any smart Eredar demon would do.
The Gemini smiled and did not continue the topic.
Then, Duque was led to an independent, sealed room. It was a huge space of a hundred square meters, and there was only one luxurious chair in the middle of the room.
Calling it a chair was not really appropriate, as the entire chair was made out of high-purity dark power that was so dense that it was almost tangible. It was more like an exaggerated … spiritual transmission system.
Under the Gemini's guidance, Duque sat on it, and the next moment, he found that his consciousness had been transferred to a huge hall.
It was a huge fan-shaped space of over a million square meters.
At first glance, it looked like an opera house.
However, there were only three gigantic chairs on the platform, which were obviously for the Burning Legion's three powerhouses.
Then, from the narrow end of the fan-shaped room, Duque saw a four-digit number of chairs, or rather, cushions. His current position happened to be slightly behind the middle section of the fan.
Salolas's voice rang in Duque's ears. "This is the Temple of Demons, the core of the Burning Legion. As you have successfully defeated the High Lord Mannoroth, you have been promoted from a Beginner Lord to an Intermediate Lord. If you want to advance further, you must make a great contribution and prove your loyalty to the army. "
"After you prove your loyalty, you can officially reincarnate as a vassal of our noble Eredar Clan. Your soul will be bound to the Twisting Nether and you will enjoy eternal life. As long as you don't die in the Twisting Void, your soul can return here and resurrect infinitely! "
When Duque heard this, he was instantly excited.
Not because of eternal life, but because he had been worried for a long time that he had to bind his soul in advance.
This loophole was not deliberately left behind by the Burning Legion. They just never thought that there would be a creature in this world that could resist such terrible mental corruption.
In the eyes of Sargeras and the Eredar Clan, anyone who could withstand such a large amount of dark energy and become a Lord would already be a miracle if they did not fall into madness. Generally speaking, such a person would be given the responsibility of a commander. Who would have thought that there would be someone who could resist the brainwashing and secretly convert dark energy?
So, in their eyes, Duque was a cooked duck that could not fly away.
Eternal life was, of course, a deceptive thing to be used as bait to tempt the strong newbies who had just joined the army. As for resurrecting in the Twisting Void and falling into a weakened state, other demons would find trouble with him, and he might even become a slave beast. Do you expect the demons to be kind enough to tell you the truth?
Hehehe!
After the introduction of the benefits, it was time to work.
Without giving Duque time to rest, Kil 'jaeden summoned Duque.
It was a house burning with a raging fire.
Kil 'jaeden was red all over, and his lower body was bathed in boiling magma. His body was more than 15 meters tall, and easily occupied most of the room.
Duque stood in the middle of the room, standing at the end of the peninsular-shaped passage that only extended to Kil 'jaeden's chest. Looking up at Kil' jaeden, Duque felt a little pain in the ass.
Nothing else, it was too close!
Looking up at Boss Egg's scarlet demon face that was made up of three flexible tentacles at such a close distance, it was a disgusting feeling.
It was like spending a lot of money to watch an IMAX movie, only to sit in the first row and spit at the alien show. The feeling of being burnt on the outside and tender on the inside was really unpleasant.
Unfortunately, Duque, who was pretending to be an obedient child, could only pinch his nose and accept it.
Dark in his shadow form, Duque stared at the Egg with a slightly timid gaze as he pretended to be calm, and said, "The great Kil 'jaeden, what brings you here?"
Who knew, Boss Egg would immediately say:
"Despicable bug! How dare you lie to me!? "
Duque's body trembled, and he almost peed his pants.
"The great Kil 'jaeden … I didn't …" This time, it wasn't an act, Duque was really scared.
"Hmph! You still dare to say you didn't! There's no Andromeda Star Effect at all! "
Hu …
Hearing this, Duque was instantly … relieved.
The true colors of the Best Actor were revealed once again. Duke's mouth moved as if he was probing, "The planet I was born on was just an inferior world with a low civilization. The great Burning Legion destroyed my world in one day. Mass Effect Planet is just what my lowly race and I call it. I don't know what the great Burning Legion called my world. Is there a misunderstanding? "
Kil 'jaeden was speechless.
The Burning Legion was the most brutal existence in the universe, the most terrifying violent organization. The number of planets and races they had destroyed was more than ten million.
Even if their subordinates reported, they would usually destroy an entire star system. Even someone as meticulous and cunning as Kil 'jaeden couldn't possibly know what kind of culture each planet had, and what the inferior races called their home.
The Egg would never pay attention to planets that were easily destroyed. Generally speaking, knowing how much resources were taken from planets that were easily destroyed was already the limit of the Egg's memory.
Kil 'jaeden was actually just trying to scare Duque.
Seeing that this new Lord level vassal creature was sufficiently humble towards him, Kil 'jaeden was relieved.
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