Leylin was silent on the surface, but there was a gleam in his eyes: "Provocative? You can't get what you should have, and it will indeed form a strong resentment!"
He keenly felt the provocation and conspiracy in the other party's words.
The terrible thing is, if he is really a devil, he might really fall for it now.
After all, blocking the promotion is indeed a deadly enmity for the devil!
Moreover, his boss is also a fiend from the deep hell. If Azrok disagrees, it can overturn the decision of the Eight Demon Generals and revoke Leylin's promotion.
And judging from the characteristics of devil bosses, this possibility is absolutely 100%!
"Devil in deep hell? How dare you say it... Do you want me to step over the two forms of assassin demon and snake demon, and directly enter the highest rank of devil? Don't you know that this leap-like promotion is the most hated?"
If it is said that there are usually twenty or thirty resentful devils behind a normally promoted devil watching it, trying to find every flaw in it, then the leaping devil will gain ten times as many enemies as before! hundred times!
As for the promotion of high-level devils, especially the highest form such as the deep hell fiend, the number is constant because the total amount of hell force is limited.
This also means that if none of the fiends from the deep hell happened to die at this time, then Leylin's promotion must be based on demoting an original fiend from the deep hell!
And this goal is most likely to be Leylin's original boss!
Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, or there is no other better way, high-level devils will rarely agree to the promotion of their subordinates whose strength is close to their own, unless its brain is broken.
The lucky ones of the Great Leap type basically will not end well in the end, unless they are particularly scheming and show a conspiracy and power that makes other devils awe!
"Come on! Although your promotion cannot be approved, please accept this, you deserve it!"
Balzerfin handed over a spar full of sacred soul energy to Leylin: "The energy stored in it is enough even for a ritual of promotion to the abyss to purify demons!"
At this time, Balzefen did not change into the tall and tall fiend in the deep hell during the battle, but adopted the appearance of an ordinary person, looking like an evil human being, with a 'goodwill' smile on his rough face.
"Thank you, my lord!"
Although he was slanderous in his heart, Leylin still accepted the other party's reward with gratitude on the surface.
"Yeah! Rachel! I like you, maybe we can have dinner together later..."
Balzefen extended an invitation to Leylin, but at this time, what could Leylin do other than agree with a wry smile
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"Goodbye! Rachel! I'm going back to Malbogie. Mrs. Thatcher, who lives in the Copper Fortress of Ssaig, is my current boss... You can find me there, looking forward to meeting you next time..."
After a trial full of pain and joy, mixed with horror and excitement, Leylin's former temporary subordinate Hanalin came to say goodbye.
At this time, the other party has a perfect form of erotic demon, black wings, and a holy face like an angel, which is more charming than the previous form of erinia.
However, Leylin was keenly aware of the change in the other party's mentality and personality.
This change can be seen from the change of title.
At this time, the Pleasure Demon, who has already advanced, has put himself on the same level as Leylin. Not only has he started calling him by his first name, but he has even tried to implement his own plot—as a big leap promotion, he was promoted from a middle-level devil in one fell swoop. In the form of a high-level devil, Hanalin needs to face even more terrifying and vast enemies, and may even include her original boss!
The other party will definitely look for every bit of her fault with ten times more rigorous thinking than before, hoping to demote her back, and even turn her into an ugly Styx stealer or something like that.
At this time, Hanalin also came to her senses, and began to attract all possible foreign aid.
"I see!"
Leylin wrote down the detailed address and route that Hanalin said, with a serious expression on his face.
"Save it later, maybe it will be used in the future! I remember that the lord who controls the sixth floor of Bator Hell should be the hag countess?"
Recently, Leylin's goal and focus are on the second layer of Diss Hell, but the possibility of traveling to Hell is not ruled out in the future.
If Hanalin was still alive at that time, this line could be used.
Having got what she was satisfied with, Hanalin left, while Leylin looked at the burning bronze fortress, and the faces of some half-dragons and jackals who suddenly appeared, and touched his nose.
"Has the transfer of power already begun?"
Thinking this way, Leylin went directly to the bronze tower where the Eight Demon Generals were stationed. After showing his identity, he was immediately led to the evil human form Balzefen.
"Lord Balzerfin! Thank you very much for your invitation this time!"
Leylin bowed his thanks, and at the same time glanced at the layout of the restaurant from the corner of his eyes—the red carpet seemed to be directly soaked with blood, as well as the floor-length curtains and chandeliers shining with golden hell-style patterns, and the head of a certain demon hung on the wall, which looked very Like Barlow's Balrog.
The tableware is all made of gold, inlaid with all kinds of diamonds and pearls, and the maids are beautiful erotic and pleasure demons.
Several petitioners shaped into distorted forms pushed the flaming dining cart into it, and then bowed respectfully and retreated, allowing the Erinite and Pleasure Demon in black and white maid outfits to bring the meals to Leylin and Baal. In front of Zefen.
The first dish is soup, with boiling bubbles constantly popping out of the milky white soup.
"Haha... you're welcome here, my friend... soul worms don't taste good when they're cold..."
Balzerfen laughed, and scooped out a wriggling translucent worm from the soup—there seemed to be a struggling human face in it, and swallowed it directly, with an intoxicated expression on his face.
Demons love to tempt mortals to fall, and torture the souls of petitioners, drawing on their own immortality and soul power.
And when a certain petitioner has been squeezed dry, it will be pushed into the furnace of hell, undergoing a painful transformation, and become the lowest-ranked lemur.
Only a very small number of souls can get the treatment of directly degrading into lemurs. They are usually a little stronger than the same kind, and it is easier to get promoted.
The devils are promoted and strengthened by absorbing the soul power of the petitioner, and of course, there are those who devour them directly like Balzerfin—it is said that they are in pursuit of a very wonderful touch and taste.
Although Leylin didn't mind devouring souls, his preferences were different from those of devils, and he didn't like this way of twisting and torturing souls.
So, with a glance outside, his eyes found something to divert his attention from.
"This... Lord Balzerfin, are you planning to move?"
Leylin pointed to the lemurs and imps who were busy outside. They were struggling to carry a certain huge demon rib. There were intricate hollow carvings on it, which seemed to be the spoils of a certain bloody battle.
"Well! After all, we signed an agreement before, and we need to completely transfer the ruling power of the Bronze Fortress to the colorful dragon... The bondage of the Styx oath, even the devil cannot violate it..."
Balzerfen sniffed the bright red blood in the goblet, his movements were leisurely and elegant.
"Please forgive me, is such a price too high just to win a bloody battle..."
Leylin was considering his words.
"Haha... Rachel! You are such an interesting guy! In fact... Many of our subordinates dare not say anything on the surface, but they must secretly laugh at the eight of us for being stupid..."
Balzerfin's eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Of course not! Even if half of the bronze fortress is exchanged for the destruction of the opponent's army of demons, especially if there are four Balor demons and a large number of high-level demons, it is very worthwhile!"
Of course, Leylin chose to follow the other party's words.
"That's right! What do those ignorant guys know?"
Leylin's words clearly reached Balzerfin's heart, causing him to stand up abruptly and walk around the restaurant excitedly.
"What is the Bronze Fortress to us? It's just a piece of dead land! The only thing that is useful to us is the soul! Only with more souls can we shape more devils! Get more power and kill those chaotic bastards …”
Two groups of flames from hell emerged from Balzerfin's nostrils. It could be seen that it really hated those crazy and chaotic demons very much.
"Rachel! Would you like to come and help me?"
Balzefen looked at Leylin with eagerness in his eyes. It could be seen that this was the main purpose of inviting Leylin.
"If I don't agree, I'm afraid I will turn my face immediately?"
Leylin seemed to be in shock, but secretly sneered in his heart.
Devil's solicitation? This is a very unreliable thing, no matter how you look at it, it is more likely to use him as cannon fodder.
"I am very grateful for your attention, but... Master Azrok is my immediate superior..."
There was hesitation on Leylin's face. After all, it is very difficult for a devil who has already pledged allegiance to change his alignment.
"Azrok?! Hmph..."
Balzerfen gave a disdainful smile, but did not continue. He was obviously waiting for Leylin's decision, and it was impossible for him to reveal more things before he fully expressed his feelings.
"Hmm! It seems that my identity from the second-level plane has aroused the other party's interest! That is to say, does the king of the nine-level hell, who is not worthy of the name, have ambitions for Diss?"
An electric light flashed in Leylin's heart.