The brave man opened the coffin and rose

Chapter 267: 9th Layer of Hell, Acheron Battlefield

The Nine Hells, the first layer, Avernus.

A frail, human-sized figure, arriving on Charon's ferry, was welcomed into the palace.

Because, after showing his strength, even though he was only the size of a humanoid creature, no devil would look down on him anymore.

Huge wings, armor-like scales and a bloody mouth, those are clearly the characteristics of a hellish demon.

The Hell Demons are the true kings among the devils, and they often serve the devil dukes.

In terms of status, they are far superior to the little devils, thorn demons and Osei demons present.

As for why a Pit Devil would wear the appearance of a weak humanoid creature and cover his powerful body with a hooded robe, the weak devils present did not want to think about it.

After killing the blind thorn demon, the visitor repeated his words again.

"I come from the [Acheron Battlefield] - I want to talk to your Grand Duke on the first floor!"

The Hell Demons often follow the Grand Dukes and Grand Duchesses, serving them at their beck and call.

And now, a great demon from the Deep Hell is looking for the Grand Duke of their level?

This is absolutely reasonable.

The demons did not dare to be negligent.

"Please come in and take your seat. The first floor has been connected to the material plane for a long time. It has absorbed some humanoid biological construction workers to build this hall. It may not conform to your aesthetic taste. I hope you can be more patient..."

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The hard leather shoes under the visitor's feet made a clattering sound, which then gradually disappeared into the silence.

Those lowly demons do not have the authority to enter the domain of the Grand Dukes.

Therefore, although there are a considerable number of servants on the periphery, the quietness and freedom inside are still not affected.

The visitor looked around and a smile appeared on his face under the hood.

“It’s really magnificent.”

There are tall stone pillars on both sides of the palace corridors, each of which is carved with intricate patterns.

Between the stone pillars hung gorgeous scarlet satin inlaid with sparkling gems, emitting a dim glow under the weak light.

There were not many lights or candles.

Instead, it is the flowing magma that illuminates most of the environment.

In order to make the lighting of the lava strips play a greater role, the original design of the Western-style palace also creatively absorbed some of the style of oriental gardens - hollowing out.

At the end of the corridor, there is a huge double door, the door frame is inlaid with pure gold decorations, shining with gold, showing the nobility and power here. On the two door leaves, there are exquisite reliefs depicting a giant dragon circling down and falling into a deep pit.

Two guards in black armor stood in front of the door - of course, knowing that there would be no weaklings in this palace, the visitors knew very well that these two were not living people, but just two lifelike statues.

"A living iron statue? It seems to have a probability of causing panic... I have been with Stowein for so long, how long has it been since I felt this way?"

The visitor stretched out an arm with red skin from the hooded robe, and his fingers lightly touched the stone pillar, feeling the strange temperature contrast between the cold stone and the warm magma.

“It seems to be here?”

The visitor reached out and pushed the door open. The door made a low roar under her touch, as if welcoming her arrival.

The scene inside the gate is even more breathtaking.

There is a huge circular pool in the center of the hall, with lava flowing in the pool and emitting hot light.

There are four statues around the pool that look extremely evil. One can only roughly tell from their shapes that have not yet been completely distorted that they represent the four elements of wind, fire, water and earth.

Of course, it's an evil version - the fire element is more slender and demonic, the wind and water elements look more violent, and the earth element has changed from a heavy stone man to a rocky state like a hedgehog or a porcupine.

Moreover, in the hands of each evil elemental statue, there is a gem.

"It doesn't look like a palace, but more like an altar."

The visitor whispered, his eyes passing over the lava pool and locking onto the many thrones behind.

There are probably a dozen thrones in total, made of obsidian as the basic material.

The further back you go, the more spacious and luxurious the throne appears.

From this point, it can be seen that these thrones represent a kind of order.

The closer to the back one is, the more noble one's status is - in the Nine Hells, this also represents extraordinary power.

It's not nice to imagine if all these seats were full.

Fortunately, there was only one person in those seats, and he was sitting on one of the three or five largest thrones at the back.

Judging from his racial characteristics, he is a hell demon.

He should be a devil who has steadily risen from the bottom.

"I heard the news that you returned from the battlefield of Akron?" He asked, without much of the arrogance of a superior, but more like a tired office worker.

The character under the hood also completely lifted the cover.

There is no such thing as the abyss demon refining.

Although she has the essence of Hell, she is clearly just a female Tiefling.

"Huh..." The devil on the throne suddenly stood up, "Vendreva!"

Wendreva is the visitor's surname.

People who are familiar with the stories of all the members of the brave team may be very clear about this surname.

However, Lierta Solo Vendreva, one of the ancient heroes, was a tiefling wanderer and bard;

What does it have to do with this guy in front of him, who hides himself in a hooded cloak, is suspected of having the ability to refine demons in the deep hell, and claims that he has returned from the battlefield of Acheron?

That's unknown.

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After some time has passed.

If someone looks back at the scene again, they will find something amazing.

A devil duke, a guy with power almost as strong as several big devils, was actually chatting with a humanoid creature.

Normally, even if the target is a tiefling, the devils will not feel that close to them.

Would you consider chimpanzees and orangutans, the most human-like wild animals, as your own people?

To understand why the two were able to have a free conversation, we must first get to know this devilish duke.

His name is Bayer.

Before the fall of the North, he was the master of this first layer and a well-deserved war commander.

He was also an outstanding military strategist during the thousand-year bloody war.

Relying on his expertise in logistics and defensive tactics, the devil's side was able to make steady but slow progress in the thousand-year bloody war with the demons.

And all the changes came from the subsidence of the northern border.

The moment when the battlefield of the thousand-year bloody battle between devils and demons expanded to the north.

Perhaps the people’s prayers and cries were too sudden and overwhelming, and almost immediately angels descended from the seventh heaven.

And the daughter of war, the commander of brave men, the warlike general.

The angel named Zariel is one of the best among them.

On the one hand, she punished the demons of chaotic evil, but on the other hand, she also fought against the devils who took over the North.

Word spread quickly across the battlefield that an angel had descended upon the North, leading her mortal followers.

Her presence is not only a threat, but also a symbol of the power of the Seventh Heaven.

If the silver-white wings and the holy light shining on the wingtips continue to shine, then the devils and demons will no longer have to worry about the outcome of a bloody battle.

Allowing the Holy Light to spread would also hinder the devil's shocking plan to swallow up the North and take away the souls of all intelligent creatures in a truly huge area.

So, in the end, there were some rare small distortions on the battlefield of blood and fire.

An army of bone demons, along with demons, quietly ambushed and killed Zariel's mortal followers.

And the angel with dazzling light was completely submerged under the crushing number of demons.

In the end, the little soul that was reborn from Nessus became the new guardian of the first layer and a new great devil.

"After she replaced me, the tactics of the Devil's Army changed drastically."

Zariel's fiery temper and reckless maneuvers contrast sharply with Bayer's approach.

However, rather than dissuade her from her reckless tactics, Byer hoped that she would overextend her power and suffer a defeat that would lead to her removal from office.

“It turns out that devils also engage in infighting in the workplace…” On the other side, Vendreva chuckled.

"It's a pity," Bayer shook his head. The huge body of the Hell Devil also conveyed a feeling of unwillingness. "When the North was still in my hands, I still had a chance to reach the top. Because of the extra land to manage, people with low energy and recklessness are more likely to make mistakes."

"Even if I can't take power back, I still have the opportunity to promote the idea of ​​dual or multiple decision-makers."

"And now that the North has broken away, these unfinished ideas of mine may really have to stop here."

Perhaps, being a deputy is Bayer's destiny?

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After Bayer finished answering questions about the first layer of the Nine Hells and the changes over the years, it was now Vendreva's turn to answer questions about the Acheron battlefield.

"There has been no news coming out of the Acheron battlefield for a thousand years, not only from the gods, but also from the warriors they brought in. And you, did you really come out of the Acheron battlefield?"

"Will I ever see the day when a righteous hero visits the Nine Hells? Is this also a prank?"

The opportunity that Bayer had with his team of brave warriors came from the act of sending blessings.

However, it is like the protection of the blood pool that a certain vampire duke offered to Abes has a hidden hand that absorbs the blood of the hero;

The protection that he received from Bayer also contained some hidden plans.

But in the end, it was like firing a sugar-coated bullet. The brave team actually ate the sugar coating on these things and threw the bullets back.

I can’t say that I gained a lot, but I can only say that I didn’t gain any advantage.

Therefore, Bayer's relationship with the brave team is not a good one.

The fact that he was able to sit down and talk with Vendreva now was a sign of his kindness and a kind of nostalgia for people who lived a thousand years ago.

As for whether the person in front of him was from a thousand years ago, Bayer had no doubts.

A thousand years ago, the six members of the brave team all went to different places.

However, according to reason, they could easily escape the constraints of life and death, and as they had been blessed with immortality, they should all be able to survive for a long time.

But what no one expected was that the leader, Abeth Grande, died of illness in just ten years.

Then it is not impossible that the tiefling lady, a wanderer and bard, went to the battlefield of Acheron and spent a thousand years without anyone, all gods, and all archdevils knowing.

Perhaps sensing Bayer's ill intentions, the visitor in front of him also added with a smile, "I only said my last name is Vendreva, I didn't say I was Lierta Solo Vendreva."

He just laughed it off as telling the truth about his situation.

Afterwards, information about the situation on the Akron battlefield was also revealed.

“Time is flowing again.”

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The Acheron battlefield has four layers, each of which is made up of a large amount of iron blocks floating in the air.

Sometimes the iron blocks would collide with each other. The echoes of the collisions would linger throughout the plane and blend with the sounds of armies fighting each other.

Such is the nature of the Acheron battlefield, conflict and war.

Among them should be the spirits of the fallen soldiers and the assembled legions of those warlike gods.

It should be noisy and bustling.

The creatures in it can even gain the blessing of bloodthirstiness - when a hostile creature is killed, the winner can gain temporary vitality equal to half of the opponent's upper limit of vitality, and temporarily gain the ability to kill the enemy for six seconds, and can even double his current abilities.

This is a reward provided by the Acheron Battlefield to everyone to encourage creatures to continue fighting each other.

However, since fighting is encouraged, any form of fighting is encouraged, and there is no upper limit for Jenga, then a troublesome thing will come.

"It is ten years after the end of the Dragon Smashing Disaster."

"I don't know who used a time force, or a particularly powerful time force that can continuously take effect on the creatures that enter the range."

"Then, after the user was killed first, he gained the power of time, and then doubled it to twice the strength of the power of time..."

"Then, the killing continued, and things began to overlap, and even some rules of weaker divine power began to be injected into it."

"With the superposition of multiple means, and the blessing of multiple conceptual forces and rule forces, this weak time fluctuation has been forcibly superimposed to an absolutely terrifying realm that can cover the entire fourth layer of the domain, and the duration is unknown."

"As a result, every living being that subsequently enters the Acheron battlefield, whether it is a god or a spirit, will be controlled without exception."

"The Acheron battlefield has become the most peaceful one among the many outer planes."

It's like putting twice as much rice on each square of a chessboard. By the time the chessboard is barely half full, it's already a number that even a big country cannot afford.

"In the past thousand years, countless spirits have joined in, and some gods, big and small, have also participated, but without exception, all have been controlled."

"Only when the dilemma of the immortality of the god of death seemed to last forever, some people managed to escape. For some unknown reason, the one-eyed god Gruumsh escaped first, and not long after, the perfect god Szas was also able to leave the Acheron battlefield."

"The chain reaction was also unleashed, and that's how I, Vendreva, left. And the spirits, gods, and powers that are now preserved in the Acheron cold storage may fully recover in the next few months or years."