Chapter 507 Leaning Towards the Bad Direction

The derivatives performed very well, but the best thing was that they were able to maintain order after eating, wipe the blood from the corners of their mouths calmly, return to the original queue quietly, and leave the remaining blood to other derivatives who did not drink it. They did not snatch food, and did not show selfishness and fighting desire. This performance made Noshier even more pleased than their ability to protect themselves.

If they can maintain this performance, maybe they can also gain their trust in the long-term relationship with the underground dwarves in the future. Even if they can't, this level of self-control is enough for Noshier to leave them here without worrying about them causing any big trouble.

However, it is impossible to ignore them completely. Noshier has already planned to stay in this underground world for another half a month. During this time, he will help the derivatives solve the problems they encounter and the powerful enemies that may appear. At the same time, during this time, he will try his best to show his combat effectiveness and establish a reliable and recognized image of a leader.

Only if this image can be established and only if the spawns trust him, can they fully follow his orders, have enough patience and confidence, and face the unknown life ahead. Only by doing this can Noshier really leave here with peace of mind.

He has already thought of the next plan. With evil thoughts and Gotash not showing up at all and Baldur's Gate in a peaceful and peaceful state, the only thing he has to do now is to cash out all the accumulation during this period.

In other words, during this period of time, he must quickly upgrade his professional level, cash out all the mythical incentive points into real power, and finally use his strongest state to have another grand journey to hell.

And unlike in the past, he is the only one going to hell this time, and his purpose is very clear, that is, to take advantage of this time to deal with the pile of things that have been accumulated in hell in the past.

Including finding a way to plunder enough devils, using them to hold a ceremony to advance himself to a legendary race, breaking the Shield of Gargoth, obtaining Gargoth's divinity, taking the set of special magic equipment he had ordered long ago from the factory of Ledros to completely solve the hidden dangers of Karak, and the most troublesome thing...

Noshir unconsciously raised his hand and touched the crown on his head. This crown of domination, as his earliest legendary equipment, really helped him a lot when he was still in hell. When he came back from hell, this crown helped him dominate three powerful high-level devils from hell, even enough to be called legendary level.

Not to mention Mizora, the legendary level, the master of the magic scroll who can release the nine-ring spell, is Noshir's most capable personal assistant now. He completely obeys his orders and executes them to the letter. It can be said that he is another self in the world.

Because of this, Noshir planned to wait until he had settled the derivatives here. As for the subsequent management plan of these derivatives, Noshir planned to hand it over to Mizora.

Ledros, a legendary horned demon without wings, the highest manager of the Blood of Pain Military Factory. Since controlling him, Noshir has never worried about equipment and money. He is also a rare warrior.

As for the last one...

Noshir put his hand down, sighed, and his face was filled with inextricable worries. The object of his worry was the last controller of this crown.

He is still the ruler of Avernus, the first layer of the Nine Hells, the nominal blood source of Noshir, the right-hand man under the command of Grand Duchess Zariel, and the Nightmare Rider Haruman.

He possesses extremely powerful strength and authority, commanding the most powerful cavalry corps in the entire hell. He is deeply trusted by Zariel and knows countless secret intelligence in hell. During the time when Noshir controlled him through the crown, Haruman also provided him with considerable help.

However, it is different now...

Haruman has escaped from the control of the crown. With the powerful control effect of the crown, normally once he is bound by the crown, even if he is a powerful person in the legendary realm, as long as he has not really reached the peak, he will never be able to break free from the brainwashing control of the crown.

However, within these two days, to be precise, on the night when Noshir returned to Baldur's Gate from Blingden Stone City, he felt that the floating, invisible control line on the crown about Haruman was cut off neatly.

And the one who has the ability to do this, Noshir can know even with his toes, must be Zariel himself, and the fact is indeed so.

That night, when the connection between Noshir and Haruman was cut off, he immediately used the crown to communicate with Ledros in Hell and obtained the first-hand information of Hell from him.

The most critical piece of information was that the Abyss Blood War had temporarily subsided, and the devils won again, successfully driving two of the three demon lords who invaded Hell out of Avernus's territory. At the same time, this also meant that the most tragic time of the Abyss Blood War had passed.

Zariel finally had time to withdraw from the front line and deal with the mess in the rear caused by Noshir's appearance. It was during this process that Zariel discovered Haruman's abnormality.

"Alas..."

Noshier sighed again. Although he had expected this day after controlling Haruman with the crown, he felt the unspeakable pressure only after it happened.

If one day he found out that his capable general, the second-in-command, had been controlled by someone for nearly a month without his knowledge...

He didn't know what Zariel was feeling now, but even with the most optimistic estimate, Noshier felt that once she had completely sorted out the trivial matters in hell, even if Zariel led the troops and directly entered the main material plane from hell one day, it would not be impossible.

"Alas..."

Noshier sighed again, then shook his head violently and focused on the current affairs.

Fortunately, no matter what direction the future would develop in, he now had time to prepare for the future. The only difference was that he had to speed up and sort out the trivial matters here as soon as possible.