Author: True North

The tyrant and the madman sat opposite each other, surrounded by darkness without any light. The two demons seemed to be good friends eating the same piece of meat without any gaps, but in fact they were both on guard against the other's surprise attacks, and their words were testing each other's true identity.

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The tyrant did not show any anger towards the insulting suggestion put forward by the madman. He stretched out his hand to tear off a large piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth: "Crazy man, if I go to the edge of hell to seize territory, I'm afraid you will be the first to know about it.

One of them attacks me.

You don’t need to test how many demon descendants I have now. Since I came to Purgatory, it means that I am ready to take back my territory. I never expected you to send troops to help me. I am here... I just want to remind you not to get involved in this.

A territorial war.”

The tyrant's confidence made it impossible for the fanatic to guess what kind of strength he had now. The demons who could survive until the end of the ancient war had learned to endure, so the fanatic said readily: "If you can return to purgatory, of course I won't

If you have any objections, I will be very happy. I promise not to interfere in your war, but your chances of winning seem to be low. After all, it is the ancient demon who has occupied your Hearthfire City. Even I... don't dare to provoke it easily.

he."

The tyrant said contemptuously: "Although the devil's promise has no credibility, I believe that with your prudence, you will not take action without ensuring victory."

The madman smiled and said, "You know me."

The tyrant grabbed the meat and ate it again: "I saw some of your demons wearing armor that can withstand the high temperature and corrosion of hell. Where did you get it? Can you sell me some."

"Oh! Those armors you are talking about? They were sold to me by a group of human merchants from the secular world." Hearing the tyrant talking about the armors, the fanatic said with emotion: "I didn't pay attention to it for about a hundred years.

In the secular world, I never expected that humans could create such good armor and weapons.

If you want... I can sell you some, but you need to pay for rare silver diamonds. Humans in the secular world like to add silver diamonds to metals, which can make them look very beautiful."

The tyrant has been in the Golden Shield Empire for so long, so of course he knows the value of silver diamonds. It is a must-have additive for some special alloys, which can greatly improve the hardness and magic resistance of the alloy. With the upgrading of the manufacturing industry of human civilization,

In particular, the shipbuilding industry has officially entered the era of all-metal ships. Countries are building warships, and the demand for silver diamonds is increasing.

Not only silver diamonds, but also many special rare minerals have become expensive necessities because of their industrial uses.

Not to mention commonly used minerals are even more abundant in hell.

In the past, humans talked about hell and were afraid of demons.

In the future, as a treasure house of mineral resources, it will be the general trend for humans to delve into hell.

The tyrant can deeply feel the vigorous and unlimited development potential of human civilization, and at the same time can't help but lament the ignorance and complacency of the demons.

"No problem, as long as the armor and weapons are good, I can pay the corresponding silver diamonds..."

At this time, a ball of fire floated from a distance, and the light illuminated a larger area. The two demons could be seen surrounded by the shadows of the demons.

The tyrant waved his hand, and the demons behind him retreated and disappeared into the darkness.

The madman smiled and waved his hands to tell his demon descendants to step back.

"Lamp Demon, don't you know that I am entertaining friends? If you don't have a valid reason, I will extinguish your candle with my own hands."

The fire ball swayed, and a distant voice said: "My master, the human merchant Milia, wants to see you, and she has brought the armor as a gift to you."

The demon fanatic was very happy: "Very good, very good. I'm looking forward to what kind of armor she can bring me. Light the way for her and let her come in!"

Following the words of the madman, two rows of fireballs ignited, extending from where they were sitting to a door. The demons who were illuminated hurriedly retreated to a place where the light could not reach.

The area illuminated by the fire ball was not very large, and it could only be barely seen that this was a main hall. The four walls and the dome could not be seen. The fire ball illuminated a spacious suspension bridge. It was pitch black under the bridge and the bottom could not be seen.

But I can feel that there is something very dangerous down there.

The door on the opposite side of the suspension bridge was open. Tan and his entourage pulled the huge stone box onto the suspension bridge and walked forward step by step. When they got close enough, the fireball that led them in blocked their way.

Tan noticed that there was one more demon here than last time, and his status seemed to be equal to that of the madman.

"Dear Lord Madman!" Tan took off his hat and saluted: "We didn't know you had guests, please forgive us for disturbing you."

The fanatic ate ​​the meat and said: "If your gift satisfies me, it is not an interruption. If I am not satisfied... I can only use your souls to apologize to my friends."

"You will definitely be satisfied." Tan asked his entourage to open the stone box and asked the tyrant: "I'm sorry, demon lord, I didn't know you were here, so I didn't prepare a gift for you. I can know your name.

And the location of your territory? We will prepare gifts as soon as possible and go to your territory to make a formal apology."

Without waiting for the tyrant's reply, the madman said: "This friend of mine doesn't have a territory yet, so just send your gifts here."

Tan couldn't help but look at the tyrant one more time.

The Madman is an ancient demon who has experienced ancient wars. If he can be on an equal footing with him, he must be an ancient demon. An ancient demon without a territory...are you kidding me?

However, the ancient demon did not refute the insult.

It seems this guy really has no territory.

It’s interesting to be so miserable!

Tan was very sensible and did not continue to dwell on this topic: "The gift will be delivered here soon. Now, Lord Fanatic, please check your armor."

The stone box had been opened from all sides, and the followers lifted the cloth. A set of shining armor made the fanatic stand up involuntarily.

He walked up to the armor, and several demons appeared in the flickering lights. The demons violently pushed Tan's followers aside, and together they used their skills to carefully inspect the armor.

The tyrant also stepped forward, admiring the armor side by side with the madman.

The armor is made entirely of red gold. The one-piece breastplate and bear-claw shoulder armor are exaggerated in shape, reflecting the strong physique that the devil is proud of. The armor is embossed with a devil's wing pattern, which perfectly combines many magics.

The formation techniques are integrated into the patterns, and the fire elements that are attracted and gathered make the armor even more imposing.

Fanatics obviously prefer helmets, not because of the full-coverage style, but because of the two pairs of decorations that can cover the devil's horns, making the devil's horns appear larger, thicker and more gorgeous.

The demon who checked the armor said there was nothing wrong with the armor.

"Then put it on for me!"

The demons nested the armor on the demon fanatics one by one.

Tanze introduced the functions of this armor.

Enhanced hardness, increased magic resistance, increased strength, mental defense, fire element energy gathering, adaptive elemental shield...

Shuojin people have a deep understanding of armor, so the carefully crafted armor is also extremely excellent.

The fanatic followed the explanation step by step to test the function of the armor, and was full of praise.

"Very good! Not only does this set of armor match my aura in appearance, I didn't expect it to have so many functions. I'm very satisfied with your gift..." The fanatic touched the horns, which were studded with gems and felt great: "But I'm very satisfied with your gift..."

I’m not satisfied with some of your practices.”

Tan didn't expect that the devil could turn his back so quickly: "Lord Fanatic, what are you dissatisfied with about our actions?"

The madman glanced at the tyrant beside him, and then said to Tan: "I heard that you not only supply weapons and armor to me, but also to other demon leaders. Let me tell you now, I am very unhappy!

I order you to stop providing weapons and armor to any demon kingdom except me, you can only supply them to me."

The madman pressed himself in front of Tan and looked down at the human woman in front of him. The fire on his body erupted through the gaps in the armor.

Tan did not retreat, and all the approaching fire was blocked within a palm's distance.

"Lord Fanatic, we are merchants, and we are free to do business how we do it. According to our agreement, our trading materials are transferred through your territory, and you can only collect a certain percentage of tax from it."

The demon fanatic didn't expect that the seemingly weak human being in front of him could block his own power. He put further pressure on him: "Now I want to change the agreement!"

Tan smiled and said: "If you want to tear up the agreement, then I don't need to abide by the agreement. There are many cracks between hell and the secular world, and it's not just you who has a large passage."

"You are so arrogant, woman! Aren't you afraid that I will kill you now?"

"I'm just an ordinary salesman. If you kill me, it won't have any impact on the company I work for. But you will be on our company's list of dishonest people, and then the demon territories around you will get the company's supply of armor weapons."

The madman's expression froze. He didn't expect that he would be controlled by a weak human being.

He has seen the improvement in combat effectiveness brought by human armor weapons to his army, and is thinking about purchasing more and expanding his territory. Unexpectedly, this is still a double-edged sword. If his enemies obtain human weapons, they may be beaten.

Own.

The fanatic is very grateful to the ancient war for smoothing his temper: "Just kidding! How could I tear up the agreement? I just want to add a few more... First of all, you can't provide armor weapons to the demon territories around me, and you can't provide me with them.

The enemy provides armor weapons and cannot..."

The demon tyrant interrupted the fanatics at this time: "I won't bother you to increase the terms of the agreement. I will live in your Scorched Earth City during this period, and I will come to you when I determine how many weapons I need to buy."

"Okay, I welcome you here at any time... Goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

The tyrant turned into a shadow and fled into the darkness.

The fanatic continued to discuss with Tan the modification of the agreement.

At this time, on the upper level of Scorched Earth City, a sarcophagus ship entered the city along the lava river. The sarcophagus hull was covered with cracks and claw marks, and there were only three slave demons clinging to the outside of the ship. The hell demon descended from the lava river.

While catching prey in the lava river, they were also captured by monsters in the lava river.

Reaching a section of the river where the lava flow was gentle, the sarcophagus boat docked on the shore.

A group of slave demons waiting on the shore immediately gathered around. They were prostrate with their heads lowered and their hands raised high.

The one-horned demon was the first to step off the boat. He waved his long whip and whipped the slave demons, quickly dispersing them all.

"Sir, you can disembark now."

Under the protection of the demon descendants, Luke and Darikova stepped off the sarcophagus ship. They wore fire-resistant smocks and covered their heads with fat hoods.

After identifying his position, Luke said to the one-horned demon descendant: "Look at the ship and pay attention to receive the news from the Red Flame Leader. We will stay in Scorched Earth City for a while, and we will come to you if anything happens."

"Yes, sir, we will wait for you here."

When Luke and Dalikova entered the city, the one-horned war demon ordered the demon descendants to select strong slave demons, and those selected would get a piece of meat.

Luke and Darikova walked in the Scorched Earth City, feeling the hell-style city. The buildings in hell were not quarried out of stone, but cast with magma, which was physically shaped when the magma was in a semi-solidified state.

Therefore, most of the houses in hell are integrated, with many ferocious handprints and paw prints left on them. Even when the magma is taken out, some creatures inside will be brought out, and they will be sealed in the walls after the magma solidifies. Some

The limbs stand out.

It wasn't the hell demons who deliberately made the house so horrific and hideous, it was entirely the result of the building materials and construction process.

Luke walked on the road paved with lava, explaining to Dalikova the characteristics of the hell city and the origin of these characteristics.

Although Dalikova had been trained, she was still frightened by the various hell demons she encountered and followed Luke closely. This is the depths of hell... no, this is purgatory, which is common to all human children.

The most feared place is purgatory.

Here is a collection of all the horrors and evils that have appeared in everyone's nightmares.

"Your soul will fall into purgatory!" is the most vicious curse.

Dalikova had never thought before that one day she would actually come to purgatory.

Avoiding a demon with four snake heads and a frog body, Dalikova approached Luke and said, "I think you are very familiar with this city. Have you been here before?"

Luke identified the road, turned a corner and continued to move forward: "I've been here several times a long time ago. The appearance of the hell city can remain unchanged for thousands of years, unlike our city, which looks completely different after a few years.

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"You've been here...several times!"

Dalikova felt that her head was a little confused. What needs did a human being have? How many times did she need to come to purgatory?

I really treat coming to purgatory as a tourist trip.

Luke thought that what Darikova said was a question, and thought about it seriously: "I have been here probably eight times, and I have lost count of the number of times I have passed here when I went to other hell cities."

It seems like we are really here for a trip.

Dalikova did not dare to continue asking, fearing that she would hear an answer that she could not bear.

After passing through several winding paths, Luke and Darikova came to a dead end alley.

"Follow me closely and don't be disturbed by other things."

Luke reminded Dalikova and walked towards the wall at the end. Countless eyes opened on the walls on both sides, and layers of black shadows were swimming inside the walls.

"Food, food, food..."

Dalikova listened to Luke's words and walked forward without any influence.

At the end, Luke pressed his hands against the wall and recited a spell.

A door opens out of thin air.

Luke opened the door and took Darikova in, and the door disappeared immediately.
Chapter completed!