Chapter 366 Zariel
Before Noshiel released Nasius.
The Lord of Avernus, the Great Devil Zariel, was supervising her war band at this time. At this critical moment, she had to ensure that her army could obey her will and ensure that the legions under her command could block these endless demons outside the territory of Avernus.
Although she did not take direct action, her mere presence was enough to motivate those ordinary devil soldiers to the greatest extent, because Zariel was not like the former Grand Duke Bell. Bell, the former Lord of Avernus, almost never took the initiative to go to the front line of the battle. Unlike his rough appearance, Bell was actually a wise general.
But Zariel was different. Not only would she rush to the front line in person every time she fought, but even when the situation in a certain place was about to get out of control, Zariel would never sit idly by. Maybe her appearance was not as ferocious as the former Grand Duke Bell, but the sense of security Zariel brought to these low-level demons was far better than any previous period.
And Zariel's image lived up to her reputation as the Lord of Avernus. A crown of fire and corrupted aura floated above her head. She wore gorgeous and complicated enchanted armor, and dozens of chains hung around her waist as a battle skirt. In her right hand, she held a divine hammer seized from the tyrannical lord, [Frostfather Matalotok] of Strikochi, and in her left hand, she held a legendary flail [Destruction Wail] that could be extended and retracted to an infinite distance.
Her wide black wings covered with lava patterns cast a suffocating shadow in the sky, and her gloomy and cold face was filled with completely unrestrained disgust, disgust for demons.
Zariel was just above 10,000 meters in the sky, watching the demons below being slaughtered by various means with her eyes burning with blazing fire.
This is her only remaining pleasure, and the main reason why she has such great hostility towards demons is probably that Zariel died in the war against the demons of the abyss in her previous life. She was killed by these demons once, so she naturally would not have a good face for these demons. The source of this can be attributed to the fact that she was once an angel.
When she was still in a high position in Mount Heaven, Zariel, like all other angels, advocated justice, kindness and beauty. If there was a slight difference, it was that Zariel was a little too warlike. This passion for fighting and desire for justice made her put forward a very absurd proposition.
It was her greatest wish to completely wipe out the devil and the demon, the two greatest evil forces in the multiverse, but because Mount Heaven did nothing about the bloody battle in the abyss, she was disappointed with the gods and decided to personally intervene in this endless eternal war.
She won over a group of mortal believers in the mortal world, trained them, encouraged them, and finally turned them into an extremely powerful army and led them into hell!
This army was the Hell Knights of a hundred years ago. However, the brutality of the bloody battle far exceeded the limit that a mortal army could bear. In the endless battles and sacrifices, many people collapsed.
Fear, pain, wailing, and the endless battles made them choose to betray. Some of the surviving Hell Knights chose to escape. They crossed the portal and completely blocked the retreat of other colleagues under the influence of fear.
Perhaps they did not want the demons or devils to break into the main material plane through the portal, or they were simply scared, but no matter what the truth was, their betrayal completely defeated Zariel.
The despair of being betrayed overwhelmed her. In the endless anger and under the constraints of her own character, Zariel did not choose to abandon the remaining army and escape alone. She chose to fight and kept fighting. Even if all her comrades around her had died, she did not stop waving her sword.
In this way, Zariel fought for 14 days and nights until she was completely overwhelmed by endless demons and fell in a sea of blood.
But because of her bravery, her soul was noticed by Asmodeus. The Lord of Hell sent a whole army of bone demons to the battlefield. Among the piles of corpses, they found her unwilling soul, allowing her to be reborn in the depths of Nessus and tempting her to fall completely.
After that, he directed almost all his hatred and anger at the demons, but she naturally would not forget those cowards who escaped, as she had retained all her memories.
After a hundred years, those betrayers must have all died, but their descendants must also pay for their ancestors' past mistakes. This is the main reason why Zariel planned this conspiracy. She was just seeking revenge indiscriminately.
'The situation on the battlefield has begun to become clear. Those demon lords have great power, but they have never known what unity is. If they continue to suppress them, it won't be long before these demons roll back to their nests. ’
Zariel thought so, she cast her eyes to the battlefield below, focusing her sight on the most courageous general under her command. Among the warriors she admired the most, a female horned tiefling holding a giant war hammer attracted most of her attention, just because of her outstanding performance.
No matter how powerful the demon is, it can't survive three moves in her hands. Precise blocking and parrying, fatal attacks and counterattacks, the fury in her heart seems to be spitting out fire! And when the giant hammer was swung, there was a whole meat grinding ground around her!
Since she joined the battlefield, thousands of demons have died in her hands. Such strength and fighting skills are not common even among demons!
'Karak, my favorite little pet, exchanging you from that mortal side was the most successful transaction I have ever made. You could have become my most perfect creation, but as long as the hope in your heart still exists for one day , still hoping that one day you can escape my control, you will never be able to gain my favor. ’
There was actually a faint hint of regret in Zariel's expression that he had not seen for a thousand years.
'Recognize the reality as soon as possible, my child, and return to my arms as soon as possible. Only in this way can you...'
A buzz suddenly sounded in Zariel's mind, and her face suddenly became extremely ugly, because she knew what that feeling meant.
'This feeling, Narcissus broke free? This is impossible. I stationed nine legions there. Just three days ago, the commander of the 69th legion conveyed to me the news that everything was fine there. Why did it happen after only three days? Such a big change? ’