It was a nice day in Hell.
In the Wasteland of Death that was always shrouded in gray flames and ashes, the corrosive wind that never stopped unexpectedly stopped today. The rust-colored dust no longer fluttered in the wind, leaving only the blazing flames and dilapidated buildings in the sky. Hell, this was a projection of the modern world. In fact, if you were careful enough, you could find every landmark in hell.
It was almost a complete replica of the modern world with flames smeared all over it. Every inch of Hell seemed to be rotting and burning in the passage of time.
This damned place was full of zombies and ghouls with low intelligence who could only hunt by instinct. There were also abyssal worms hiding in the darkness. As for the Senior Demons, Lords of the Dead, and demons, they all lived in castles or underground caverns far away from the plains. There was no Hellfire, and they did not have to endure the torture of the Wind of Corrosion. The environment there was much better.
The demons and demons who relied on these independent rulers formed many Hell settlements around the castles. Don't think that these evil creatures did not want to live. Under the chaotic appearance, their social groups hid their own set of rules.
They were just more bloody, straightforward, and crazy than the rules of human society.
Since there was an order, they had to obey it. Therefore, there were wars in Hell, but they were not as frequent as in the myths. Of course, the Abyss Bloody War, which had been going on since ancient times, did not count. That was the rite of passage for all demons and demons. Only those who survived the bloody war had the right to continue living.
However, recently, a terrifying legend had suddenly become popular in Hell.
"Listen up!"
A devil lord riding on a Nightmare Warhorse gathered his subordinate devil knights in front of the small castle he resided in, conveying the orders from their lord.
"The war to conquer the modern world will soon begin. If you want to capture more souls, you must first gather an army. Lord Lucifer's order has been passed down. When the Hellfire is extinguished next time, you must gather a sufficient army! I need you to go to the surrounding plains and capture more little demons. I have already prepared the souls … "
The lesser suzerain in bone-white armor scratched his head with his sharp claws and tried to motivate the knights in front of him with clumsy words.
"Listen to me. The last time I followed Lord Lucifer to conquer the modern world, I plundered enough souls and made contributions in battle. That's why Lord Lucifer gave me the title of nobility. You guys have a chance to win these too, so do your best."
"But my lord, I heard that the crazy Slaughterer has been active in our territory recently. He will capture all the devils that wander out, cruelly kill them, and extract their souls."
The Snake Demon Knight who was closest to the Demon Lord said worriedly, "He's a madman. No one knows what he's trying to do. Lord Endelfi led an army to try and kill him, but he lost his territory and his soul. We went there to take a look, but there's nothing left. All that's left is a burning ruin."
"So, are you scared?"
The Demon Lord looked at his knight with dissatisfaction. He waved the barbed whip in his hand and said impatiently, "Don't worry about that bastard.
"Don't worry about that damned fellow. The Lord has already sent out the strongest demons to hunt him down. He's no longer a problem. But if we don't have enough troops before the end of the recruitment, how will the Lord punish us? Have you forgotten what happened to Old Zelt? Or are you deaf? Can't you hear his cries of pain when he's being tortured in the night? "
"Roar!"
As soon as the Demon Lord's voice fell, a low roar came from the distant gray horizon. All the devils turned their heads and saw a huge shadow swooping down from the sky towards the settlement below. It was a huge and ferocious Demonic Dragon. There seemed to be something behind him, and it even left a trail of blue lightning in the sky.
"It's him!"
"The Slaughterer is here!"
"Damn it! Gather the warriors! Defend the castle! "
The Devil Lord, who had just vowed that the Slayer would not be a threat, now had a drastic change in expression. His voice became shrill. "Ask for help! Call for help! "
Sitting on Sim's head, Saber wiped the Ancient Soaring Sword in his hand. He looked at the devil settlement below indifferently. He didn't come here for revenge or justice. He just wanted to find a way to the modern world. He didn't have any enmity. It could only be said that this small Demon Lord's luck wasn't very good.
Simm's roar was mixed with the joy of destruction, and the demons below were in a state of panic. The low-ranked demons were frightened by the pressure of the high-ranked demons and fled in all directions. There were also some demon warriors who gathered around the demon lord and wielded their crude weapons, planning to launch a wave of desperate counterattack. Seeing the demon lord surrounded by the demons, Seiber's eyes flashed with light.
Lightning splashed in all directions at this moment. Saber jumped down from Sim's back and smashed into the crowd of devils like a meteor. Even if he didn't demonize, dealing with these weak devils wasn't difficult.
You see, when faced with the threat of death, the cunning and cruel devils were actually no different from the lowly humans they regarded as.
After a quarter of an hour, Saber sat in the Demon Lord's castle. The obsidian floor in front of him was already covered in the smelly blood of the devils. These devils had different appearances. Some were slashed to death by swords, some were burned to death by flames, some had their necks broken, and the worst was that their souls were extracted while they were still alive.
Saber leaned against the obsidian throne. The Ancient Soaring Sword that had drunk the devil's blood leaned against his leg. This evil blade had its own consciousness, but it was very weak. In fact, even Daitengu who had followed Shlaide for the longest time didn't know the origin of this sword. He only knew that the moment it was dug out from the ruins, it was surrounded by an unimaginable power of lightning.
In short, the feeling of slashing the enemy's neck with a sharp blade surrounded by thousands of lightning was still quite smooth.
Boom!
The wailing Demon Lord's soul was burned by the hellfire in Saber's hand. His memories and soul were no secret in front of Saber, but the result was as disappointing as always.
"Phew …"
Saber looked at the soul in his hand that was turned into ashes. His face was filled with a haze that he couldn't get rid of. The crazy slaughter that lasted for half a month had stained his body with the smell of blood that could not be washed away. The evil spirits that surrounded him had almost solidified. They roared and hissed at Saber, but they did not dare to make any offensive moves.
They were afraid …
"It's meaningless. There's no new information."
He leaned against the throne and closed his eyes, enjoying the short rest between battles. Just ten minutes later, Sim's voice rang in his mind.
"We should go, Saber. Lucifer's hounds have caught up."
"Then let them come!"
Saber's lips curled up into a ferocious smile. "I don't want to waste time killing them, but instead, I let them run wild. It seems that they don't understand the value of life … And now, I'm in a bad mood. Let them come to relieve my boredom."
"Still nothing?"
Sim asked carefully. She could easily feel that Saber was now in a state of agitation. She was connected to Saber's mind, so she could easily feel that Saber was like a giant barrel of explosives in his agitation. There was no telling when he would explode.
"No. The Seven Lords of Hell know what I want to do. They worked together to seal all the cracks that lead to the Modern World. Sooner or later, I'll kill them all! "
Saber cursed. However, no matter how angry he was, it could not change the current situation. Saber was not arrogant enough to challenge the Seven Lords of Hell alone. Each of them was a famous demon in the myths. There were billions of demons and devils under their command. They were the seven mountains that supported the chaotic order of Hell.
Seiber wasn't an arrogant person. The more dangerous the situation was, the more objective he would be. He did kill Lucifer once, but that was in the modern world. The Lucifer in the modern world and the Lucifer in hell were two completely different concepts.
"How's the progress of the Glabrezu?"
He stood up and lifted the Ancient Soaring Sword. The black venom armor didn't require him to worry about cleaning it up. This gave Seiber some comfort. Walking in the tunnel filled with disgusting and sticky demon blood, Seiber asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?
"It's been half a month. Haven't they lured enough mortals?"
"They're working hard, my master."
Sim replied, "I've already sent out 37 Glabrezu. According to their current progress, we should have news in at most a week."
"Then I'll give them another week! I hate failure, Sim. You know this better than anyone. "
Saber stretched his shoulders and walked out of the broken castle. He looked into the distance. In the dark sky, a group of Fallen Angel Knights burning with black flames were rushing towards him. They held the emblem of the Fallen Angel Lord high. They had swords and spears in their hands. They had bows and arrows. They swore to take back the dignity of their Lord.
Lucifer's Fallen Knights, his best hunting dogs. They were here for revenge.
"Swoosh!"
The Ancient Soaring Sword tore open a dazzling halo of lightning in the dark air of hell. Seber raised the sharp blade in front of his eyes. Amidst the blue and purple lightning, on the snow-white blade, he saw his own face and his pair of eyes.
He had once killed because of hatred, he had also killed because of anger, and he had also fought back to protect himself. However, what drove him to traverse half of hell, break through 51 demon castles, and carve out a bloody path in hell … was not hatred, nor was it anger. It was no longer the grudges of the past.
It was to save and protect.
"I actually never thought that one day I would do such a sentimental thing."
He held the sword with both hands and looked forward. The dark green demon fire surged under his feet. The moment he was completely covered by the flames, he whispered:
"They didn't make me weaker."
"Boom!"
The Great Demon spread his wings and tore the flames apart. The wind was raging, and lightning flashed. He flew through the air like a king flying in his own territory, patrolling the battlefield that belonged to him.
At the moment when he crashed into the Fallen Knights that were burning with black flames like a meteor, Saber closed his eyes slightly. Under the distorted silver helmet, his devil-like face was peaceful.
"Do you smell it? Sim. "
"What?"
"That's … the smell of family."
"Boom!"
At this moment, a pillar of exploding flames and thunder shot up into the sky. It was as if the first light of dawn had been ignited in a dark hell. The ground of bones collapsed as the Demon Dragon roared. Its sharp blade sliced through the noblest bloodline in hell, madly trampling on their bone-deep pride, just like what he had done in the past.
"Is this all you can do?!"
"Bang!"
The tall Fallen Angel Knight was cut in half along with his horse under Saber's roar. In the blood of the fallen knights, the sharp blade in his hand became so firm and so cold.
"This is all you can do?!"
Thirty-seven Fallen Orders with astonishing power smashed onto Saber's body with an aura that determined death. Two-thirds of his body turned into white bones in an instant. However, it still couldn't stop the lightning blade from flashing and hissing.
"Boom!"
In the dance of lightning, the Flame Spear flew out from his right hand and pierced through four Fallen Angels. He threw them into the sky and then pierced the ground like the most lowly demon insects.
"Gale! Listen to my command! "
"Whoosh!"
A black storm gushed out from every corner of the sky and fixed the knights who were holding their sharp blades in place. The Great Demon held the sharp blade in his left hand and raised his golden right hand high.
"Flames! Pierce … everything! "
Endless dark green demon flames formed a dense Flame Spear Formation in the sky behind Saber. Under the merciless swing of Saber's right hand, everything in front of him was pierced through. In the next moment, his figure turned into dancing lightning in the sky. His blade brushed past the heavily injured Fallen Angel Knights in front of him. Their heads and blood flew behind him. The warhorses neighed wildly and the knights roared furiously. No matter if it was exquisite martial arts techniques, powerful Fallen Order, or a body that had been through hundreds of battles, they still couldn't block that fatal strike.
Saber stepped forward. The ground under his feet crumbled inch by inch and was then stained with blood. The sky became hazy and deadly under the howling gale. All of his might and killing intent poured into his body, causing his aura to reach its peak. That final strike of his brought along lightning and fire. Even the space behind the sharp blade was cut into black cracks. However, the sharp blade that took everything away finally stopped above the head of the Fallen Angel who was half-kneeling on the ground.
She was the last living thing on the battlefield.
The sharp aura shattered her helmet, revealing her face that was filled with terror and fear. Saber stared at her and sheathed his sword. He stretched out his sharp claws and wiped the lovely Fallen Angel's face. In the Asura battlefield, death laughed wildly behind the Great Demon as if it was real fear. He said softly, "Go back and tell Lucien to send Lucien back.
Don't let the trash come here to die. If he wants my life, he has to come here personally. "
"And … the next time, don't block my way!"
"Swoosh!"
The sharp blade was unsheathed and a crescent-like radiance danced before returning to the scabbard. Saber's figure leaped over the Fallen Angel. Her black wings were shattered. In the midst of the bloody feathers, the ferocious Demonic Dragon flapped its wings and ran into the distance.
He … wanted to go home! That was all.
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