Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

"What exactly do you want to do?" came a voice with suppressed anger.

"What to do? Do what I have always done, protect this and all the worlds," Asmodeus still had obvious contempt and ridicule on his face, and a poisonous insect that was not afraid of the cold followed him. He spoke and flew out of the mouth of this incarnation, "making them operate smoothly and perfectly under order."

"Dramatic changes in the environment are part of the world, but early change is not. So here I am, doing a job you can't do."

"As before, as now, I help you deal with those sinful souls and the vile abyss of chaos - 'The first priority of order is the destruction of chaos', and I do it better than anyone else. "

"I thought you should be able to more or less shoulder some of the responsibilities on your own, but now it seems, hey, heaven is still too beautiful, so beautiful that you can't make any progress at all."

"Don't talk about yourself as if you are a savior, Asmodeus," another voice in the sky said, "What conspiracy do you have?"

"Conspiracy? I have never had a conspiracy. If you don't believe it, I am willing to go with you and accept a few more trials. It doesn't matter. I am saving the world. Don't you see it? Can't you foresee that if it is true? What kind of disaster would it cause if it exploded?"

"Natural disaster? Man-made disaster? Those are all insignificant, a small part, just the drizzle before the hurricane lands. This world is near the gap between two systems. There are existing or potential abyss and fissures dotted around. It is already difficult for mortals to contend with natural disasters. All you can do, with a little bit of disgusting devil for flavor?”

"...You are right. Although we don't want to admit it, we have to acknowledge your sympathy in this matter." The wind and snow decreased, and the green snow caused by the devil gradually disappeared. The six golden wings slightly revealed their presence in the sky, but then quickly restrained themselves.

"So what do you want to do next?"

"What do you want to do?" The Lord of Nine Hells asked without answering, "Continue to wait until there is a fire somewhere and then go put out the fire? Just like before?"

"No...we are prepared to solve the problem from the source."

"Heh, do you really dare to say that you are confident now that you haven't found any trace of that guy for so long?"

"Judging from its unusual movements, its plan is close to success. We can't wait any longer - if we let that rogue succeed, it will be a disaster for everyone - including you."

"I don't think so. Of course Tiamat should be responsible for her own negligence. I won't clean up her mess. That platinum dragon is also responsible."

Asmodeus looked down at the golden gem in his palm. Suddenly, a smile seemed to appear on the corner of his mouth: "But, you know, I have always been impatient and righteous, and the lich did not escape." If it is out of my sight, I also intend to kill it - it has colluded with the abyss before it became a god, and leaving it alone will definitely make things worse."

"However, I have a condition."

"'Just like before.'" Three female voices with different emotions sounded at the same time.

"Just like before. The plan is simple: Rest the dead with the living, crush the ruins with prosperity, and slay the dragon with mortals. I can reveal this plan to you, down to every detail. But equally Just like before—"

The flames burned out in the air, revealing a contract that had been prepared long ago. The Grand Duke's tone became light and cheerful: "Come on, let us sign an agreement to ensure that the plan can be implemented smoothly. And when it’s over, I’ll be able to get what I deserve.”

"You were talking about words like 'responsibility', 'mission' and 'work' just now."

"I didn't mention 'obligation'. Work must be paid. Everyone, you can't let me work for nothing, right?"

"...If it weren't for your job, it would be difficult for someone to take over. I really wanted to declare war on you directly several times and sink you and your ugly territory together."

"Then what? Let the ugliness of the world and the darkness of the abyss erode your cute little kingdom?" Asmodeus laughed, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke, "You! If you really With such courage, this endless universe must have reached its optimal operating state long ago!"

"That is the ideal state of 'you want'," a pair of eyes stared at the Grand Duke, but could do nothing. "We will not let you get your wish, absolutely not."

"Whatever you say," a ball of flame rose from the devil's feet and quickly engulfed him. "I have stopped placing my hope on you a long time ago, but it doesn't matter. I will continue to move forward towards the goal. of."

"As for you, please continue to exercise that poor mercy. Although it can't save anyone, the illusion it weaves is somewhat useful..."

The ninth level of hell, Nessus, the supreme master has returned to his loyal territory. However, His most trusted believers and counselors are not the only ones here at this moment. A unique lust demon has also been summoned here to obey His arrangements.

"Father," here, facing the Lord of the Nine Hells - even if he is just an incarnation - Gracia is not allowed to abide by etiquette, "They just agreed?"

"Do you think they have a choice?" Asmodeus threw the golden gem in his hand to his daughter, "'Kindness' is the most useless thing, but it is also the best handle. As long as they still care about those creatures who have never even heard of their names, they will have to hand over other things to the guys they fear and hate."

"The seal is already in danger, the abyss is more active, and there are future threats following closely - and all this is exactly what I want. Those guys are slow to respond to the crisis not because of inefficiency, but because they find it difficult to perform necessary evils."

"But we are different," the deep eyes of the Lord of Hell penetrated the barriers of time and space and stared at a certain scene. After a moment, He retracted his gaze, "Go Well, according to my previous plan, you will eventually get the soul and loyalty of that mortal as you wish. "

"Some people will die, some will be reborn... Some will get what they want, and some will be dead, but in the end, I will get everything, and my world will also get everything. Gracia, follow me, you will never be disappointed."

"I have always believed so," Gracia lowered her head. I am afraid that only the "father and daughter" know how true or false she said, "but father, you have handed this matter to me, then you..."

"The battle report sent back by Zariel is not optimistic. The rapid advancement of the front line has brought unprecedented losses. I need some new capable people, such as several demigods." (End of this chapter)