Chapter 368 The Hell Trio
Looking at the tragic scene happening below, Karak felt almost no twists and turns in his heart. Instead, he instinctively rejoiced in his misfortune.
This reaction is normal, after all, she never thought that her destination would be such a bad place as hell.
"Hey, Karak, even if we have a good relationship, and we are now an unknown distance away from Lord Zarrell, I can't pretend not to have heard what you just said."
Cambion, who had red skin, grew broad bat wings, wore fine half-body armor, and had a gorgeous bayonet hanging from his waist and shoulders, said teasingly to Karak.
She is Florenza, a legendary swashbuckler with a career level of up to 17. She has a bad personality and a damn sense of humor that belongs only to the devil. But if Karak can still be called... As for the guy who is a friend, I'm afraid he is the only one in front of me.
"If you want to snitch, go ahead, Flo, and see if I don't hammer your head off."
Hearing Zariel's name made Karak tremble in fear, but she still kept her face on her lips, appearing to be incoherent. Flo Rencha noticed something strange about her, that funny thing. The look made her giggle, and just when she was about to say a few more words to tease Karak.
"Flo! Don't forget our business! Karak! You are still so uneducated! Please open your eyes wide and look in front of you! I don't know what you two are thinking now, but if this city in front of you is really If we are out of Lord Zarrell’s control, then we can all choose a good position in the Soul Coffin in advance!”
The speaker was a beautiful Cambion with lavender skin, wearing a gorgeous silk robe, and the four straight and sharp horns on his head were covered with gold jewelry.
Her name is Mizola, a powerful hell mage with a career level of up to 18, and the main person in charge of this operation. She, Flo Lencha, and Karak belong to the top group under Zariel. The officials all knew each other, but there was no comradeship between devils, so the relationship between her and the other two was not good at all.
Needless to say about Karak, Mizola has never been used to this tiefling who is not even a devil, has no education at all, and comes from nowhere in the backcountry, but Flo Lencha, a veteran under Zariel, How could he be so relaxed at this time!
"Cheer up! What's happening here may be far more complicated than we imagined. I originally thought that our biggest enemy on this trip should be the prisoner who accidentally escaped, but now it seems that our opponent may not So simple."
The sporadic battle fluctuations that broke out not far away above the city made Mizola firm up this guess. Zarrell used his mind to inform Mizola and his party of part of the intelligence and speculation before teleporting them here.
She knew that the biggest target to be suppressed during this trip was an alien god servant named Nasius. Mizola originally thought that this would be an easy job. After all, according to the intelligence, the alien god servant had just escaped from trouble. According to common sense, To be honest, such a short time was not enough for him to recover from his injuries, but looking at the huge destruction in front of him, Mizola couldn't help but begin to doubt the authenticity of the intelligence.
"Well, you are right. Now is indeed not the time to joke. It seems that as Lord Zarrell expected, some unexpected changes have taken place here. Mizola, who do you think caused it? What happened to us? Demons? Or was it us..."
Florenta didn't finish her words, but Mizzola knew who she was talking about. Who else could it be besides Bell, the former Grand Duke of Avernus and now Zariel's chief lieutenant?
Demons have no brains. They can't pull off such a trick, and it is absolutely impossible to release angels to cause trouble. The human side has been completely disabled by the previous attack and can only survive. Only Bell has both the ability and reason to intervene at this time. With one hand, Zarrell was disgusted, and the reason why he did all this must be to regain his position as the Grand Duke of Hell.
'Fighting demons is the greatest duty that cannot be violated in the whole hell. Even Bell cannot hinder Zarrell in this regard, but facing the city in front of him, Zarrell has planned for 50 years to defeat it. After being dragged to the city of hell, Bell didn't have so many worries when dealing with it. ’
'As long as Zariel's plan fails, her prestige and status in hell will naturally be reduced, and in turn, Bell's reputation will be improved. For him, this is a huge profit. Good deal. ’
In Mizola's heart, he felt that this was the most likely guess, and the accuracy should be as high as 80% or more. However, until tangible evidence was obtained, it would be useless even if everyone knew that Bell did it.
"Let's go, while there are still two chains that have not been cut off, let's go to the last chain. No matter who is so bold and dares to snatch Zariel's loot, we will naturally find out at that time."
After finishing speaking, Mizola immediately picked up the seal. With the flash of hellfire, the three of them ignored the other devils who were fighting bloody battles, and instantly teleported to the last chain in the northwest corner.
According to the plan, they will wait there for the culprit of everything. Mizola will use powerful hell magic to set up traps in advance and restrain them on the ground. Then Florenza will directly launch a sneak attack. If the enemy can hold on, If they haven't lost their fighting ability with these two moves, Karak will directly hit them.
Although she looked down on Karak, Mizola had to admit that this rural tiefling was indeed one of the strongest warriors she had ever seen. Mechanical enhancement has given her already strong fighting ability a qualitative leap.
The configuration of top mage, top warrior and top assassin is perfect, Mizola thought. Although they still don’t know who the enemy is, Mizola is convinced that if the three of them can cooperate properly, Even if the enemy is a demigod, Mizola dares to touch it, but.
Mizola turned her attention to Karak. Ever since he came to this city, the guy's face had been filled with strange expressions visible to the naked eye. She could tell what Karak was thinking at a glance. Take a look at this poor guy. The little idiot was almost moved to tears just by looking at the houses built by mortals. Could it be that these mortal buildings reminded her of her former home? This guy wouldn't want to take advantage of the current chaos to escape, right?
"Don't stand there in a daze, Karak. Be prepared. Don't think randomly at this time. If you dare to have some thoughts that you shouldn't have at this time, oh, yes, I know you are a fool, but even if you are A fool is not stupid enough to commit suicide."
"Mizzola, you damn bastard!"
"Hmm, before you yell, I still want to advise you to make a rational choice. Karak, don't force me to send you back to Master Zariel with a wave of my hand, although I am personally happy to do so. , but if Lord Zarrell’s plan is delayed because of your stupid behavior, haha.”
"...No need for you to remind me."