Chapter 599: Hell's Pact

"Devils affiliated with Bayer's power should be forced to sign a contract with specific citizens of the empire, so that the recipients can gain the power of hell."

It was this article in the "Alliance Treaty between the Empire and Devil Bayer's Forces" that allowed the devil to keenly catch the loopholes.

This article seems to require Bayer to spend his hell power in vain to give power to the citizens of the empire, but in fact, the room for maneuver is too large.

I don't know if it's an oversight by mortals, but the "contract" written here has no special requirements or annotations, so the devils can completely let it play out.

According to the ordinary devil's contract, the price that the party who obtains the power of hell needs to pay is their soul.

The souls of the elite warriors of the Ember Empire were a valuable asset to Bayer. Giant dragons usually focus on matter and body rather than soul, and few dragons care about where the souls of their descendants go.

The more citizens of the empire who signed a contract with the devil, the more souls Bayer earned.

Thinking of this, the corners of Bayer's mouth raised slightly, and an imperceptible smile appeared on his fair and extremely deceptive face.

After all, they are still country bumpkins from the main material plane. They do not understand the nature of the contract like they do the devil. When Bayer takes away the souls of the citizens of the empire, the empire that has signed the contract has no way to fall out.

But agreeing too simply would make the other party suspicious, so Huber read it carefully several times before speaking again.

Bayer pointed to the papers filled with words, took out a pair of glasses and pushed the beam.

"Your Majesty Cassius, judging from my thousands of years of work experience, some conditions in the contract still need to be discussed. Look at these seventy-six, one hundred and twenty-one, and one hundred and thirty-four. "

However, the red dragon did not respond. He just nodded to Trump, and the ogre quickly took out his communicator.

Suddenly, dozens of players in suits and briefcases appeared neatly in the palace, coming menacingly, and they had obviously been prepared for this for a long time.

The player at the front with sparse hair and thick dark circles stepped forward, with a polite smile on his face, and extended his right hand to the big devil that ordinary people avoided.

"Hello, Mr. Bayer, I am Yun Danfengqing, the specially appointed legal counsel of the Burning Ember Empire. It is a great honor to discuss with you."

"this"

Even the devil, who had lived for thousands of years and had seen a lot, was a little stunned, and the expression on his face became a little stiff.

After rounds of discussions, the palace was still extremely noisy. The players took out various documents and argued with each other, and Cassius finally felt a little irritable.

"That's enough."

Cassius said impatiently: "I said that before you became the Lord of Avernus, the Empire was the leader of this cooperation, so let's avoid these meaningless arguments.

Mr. Bayer, you have only two choices, agree or refuse. Any attempt to misinterpret or distort the contract is meaningless. "

Bayer sighed and said in a low tone: "Well, Your Majesty, since this is your request, I can only agree. After all, I am just a down-and-out person in hell, and I am not qualified to negotiate terms with you. ”

"Then let's sign the contract."

Cassius was condescending, looked at the former Hell Lord with a scrutinizing gaze, and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Master."

Rumple waved his staff, and the hundreds of pages of contracts were neatly stacked together, and the last page was placed on top, with the words [Cassius Claudius Norrie] The signature of "Xixius".

Bayer took the contract and took out a black quill that exuded the aura of hell from his robe.

"So."

The extremely delicate [Bayer] appeared in the blank space of the contract, which was purgatory text shining with fire.

Suddenly, an essential, invisible force came from the underground River Styx, connecting the two parties to the contract - Cassius and Bayer, binding their souls, and forming a natural law between them. An unshakable bond.

This is the contract of hell. Any party who violates the contract will pay an extremely heavy price. Even the devil cannot afford it.

Bayer raised his head, looked at the red dragon from a distance with his deep, dark eyes, and then bowed politely.

"Good cooperation, Your Majesty Cassius."

“A pleasure to work with.”

Cassius nodded again and stared into the big devil's eyes with his golden vertical pupils.

Under the gaze of the red dragon, Bayer pulled out the hellfire as a cloak out of thin air. With the fierce flashing of the six-pointed star formation, sparks and ashes surrounded his body - this was just an incarnation of the great devil.

The devil Albert, who was trapped in the goat's head, couldn't help shouting: "Lord Bayer, you haven't taken me away yet!"

However, Bayer turned a deaf ear to it and didn't even pay attention to it, so it gradually disappeared into the main material plane.

Rumple added calmly from the side: "Albert, I'm afraid Lord Bayer won't pay anything for you, let alone interfere with the cooperation with the master.

So, feel free to be the head of the Chimera King, and hope you can make him smarter. "

The Chimera roared softly and left the palace with its newly acquired "wisdom", while the devil trapped in the goat's head was dejected and in great pain.

Will I have to be controlled by this beast in the future?

Cassius ignored the interlude next to him and just lowered his head, quietly looking at the gradually dimming six-pointed star formation.

After all, he was once the Lord of Hell. Even if his status has fallen from grace now, he is still a bit difficult to deal with. This incarnation that appears in the main material plane alone has a legendary status.

If he were in the opponent's home field - Avernus, Cassius might not be able to defeat this great devil, at least he could not kill him.

However, looking at the magic circle that had completely lost its light, Cassius's mouth corners rose, revealing a smile of success.

As a great devil, Bayer's understanding of the contract is far better than Cassius, and even better than a large number of lawyer players who have learned contract law in reality.

——But Bayer does not understand players, a special group that has just emerged in Erezega.

Players have no souls.

To be more precise, players do not have souls that can be recognized by the world rules of Erezega, so they are also called "soulless" by the devils in later generations.

To use a phrase from Earth, this group of players are "outside the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements."

After several years of research, the imperial scholars were surprised to find that the player's body is just a carrier to carry consciousness, and their consciousness is just a projection from another world.

Even the contract of Asmodeus, the Lord of the Nine Hells, cannot bind the souls of this group of beings that are free from the rules.

Therefore, the clauses in the contract that seem to be loopholes are actually traps specially prepared by Kasius for the devil, with the purpose of getting something for nothing and taking advantage of the power of hell.

The great devil Bayer, who has never understood the player group, stepped into the trap like this, and soon he will find that these magic contracts can't provide him with even a soul except consuming his power.

And due to the constraints of the contract, Bayer has no way to forcibly get rid of these annoying "leeches", and can only let them absorb the power of hell.

By then, even if Bayer regains the position of Lord Avernus, he can't win the bloody battle by his own strength and resist the devil's attack on hell.

By then, Cassius will be able to take the lead again, use his players to negotiate with Bayer, gain benefits, and even occupy a place in Avernus, and compete with the five-colored dragon queen who is also trapped here.

"It doesn't sound too far away. Bayer, the future lord of Avernus, prepare to enjoy our cooperation.

By the way, how many players should be sent to get the power of hell for free? How about 50,000?"

Cassius rubbed his chin with his claws, and his ferocious mouth continued to rise, and the smile on his face became more sinister.

In this way, in the confrontation between the two sides, the red dragon and the big devil, who had their own ulterior motives, took the current lord of Avernus, Zariel, as their common enemy and began their cooperation.

And this "Alliance Treaty between the Empire and the Devil Bayer Force" is notorious in the records of the good camp in later generations, and is called the "Evil Alliance".

Gedani Island, this is a demiplane opened up by the spellcasters of the Burning Empire over several years, specially used to imprison and exile powerful beings from other planes.

Because the technology of the empire is not mature, the environment here is extremely harsh, with reddish-brown scorched earth, flowing magma, and moody hot winds everywhere.

However, for the devil, facing this harsh environment is as friendly as returning home.

The only peaceful and peaceful place in this demiplane is the Gedani Island Office officially established by the empire, which can maintain order because of the blessing of the empire's domain.

In the spacious office, the arrested devils sat upright in their respective positions, looking nervous, and some weak little devils were still trapped in narrow cages.

"This is such a scary place, they are actually catching demons!"

"Yeah, I thought I had successfully seduced that damn mortal, but he actually reported me?"

"Wait until I get out, I'm going to make these mortals suffer!"

"Keep your voice down, do you want to be whipped? The half-dragon jailers here are no joke."

Noisy and harsh voices filled the surroundings, and the demons caught here whispered and complained to each other.

In this mighty "Demon Extermination Storm", more than 500 demons were arrested by the special operations team led by Medjolash and imprisoned on Gdani Island.

"Silence!"

The ogre Rump stood in the center, holding the imperial scepter in his hand, tapping the ground lightly, and his low voice echoed in the hall.

"Devils, now that you are in the prison of Gedani Island, I just want to ask - do you know what you did wrong?

As long as you can answer this question, I will give you freedom in the name of the Prime Minister of the Empire."

Suddenly, the devils imprisoned here exploded, and hurriedly rushed to speak and answer, and even began to flatter the ogre.

"Luring mortals to evil and depravity?"

"Trying to cheat mortals' souls?"

"Lord Ogre"

However, Trump shook his head, poked the ground with his scepter again, and said in a sharp voice: "Your biggest problem is that you have offended the supreme Majesty Cassius!

You have also entered the territory of the Burning Empire without permission, disrupted social order, and made these illegal transactions!"

Suddenly, a devil realized the omission in Trump's words and asked carefully: "So, soul trafficking and hell contracts are allowed in the empire?"

The ogre's face suddenly eased a little, he nodded meaningfully, and replied:

"We are a country ruled by the great red dragon. There are dozens of races in the country. We are not one of those pedantic human countries.

As long as you pay enough taxes to the empire, obey all laws, and obey the unified arrangements of the empire, there is nothing that cannot be sold, even -"

Trump paused and continued word by word: soul and life. "

In fact, the current Burning Empire is indeed like this. To put it bluntly, the prosperity of the empire is built on the remains of the people of Fadlan. The continuous war destroyed their homes and brought endless wealth to the empire.

The steel behemoths in the city continue to puff out thick smoke, producing weapons day and night and selling them all over the world. There are even arms dealers in the empire who deliberately provoke wars in the south to intensify disputes in order to make their products more popular.

The empire's light industrial products are not much worse, cheap textiles and handicrafts such as Like a flood of goods, they were dumped southward, causing many small vendors and workshops to go bankrupt.

Under the glamorous surface, in the huge shadow of the dragon wings, there are also tens of thousands of imperial workers who have become parts of the huge machinery of the empire.

They live in cramped pigeon houses, eat tasteless organic sauce, endure harsh conditions, work up to more than ten hours a day, and work day and night.

Trump privately said to his confidants: "Only by exploiting the whole world, including the people of the empire itself, can the empire continue to prosper. "

In Trump's eyes, everything is the fuel for the Empire to realize its great blueprint.

Even the devils who are considered unforgivable by mortals are only evil dogs that can be used in the eyes of Trump, the Prime Minister of the Empire.

Soon, the devils in the cages stretched out their hands, showed a flattering look, and began to show their loyalty to Trump.

After all, for these lawful evil devils, the so-called face and dignity are just things that can be discarded at will, and the order of the empire does not seem to have much harm to them.

"Lord Trump, we are willing to obey the management of the empire!"

"We will even pay taxes"

"Yes, you are knowledgeable and should know that our devils have always been an elegant and orderly race. We accept the unified arrangement of the empire!"

"Very good."

Trump looked around and nodded slightly, with a satisfied smile on his ugly face.

In this way, even the devils of hell were incorporated into the system of the Burning Empire and became part of this behemoth. (End of this chapter)