Scales of Eternal Order

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The cold flame shines on this man’s face. It’s hard to imagine that a great lord who sits on a whole plane in the Nine Prisons of Baator would actually inhabit such a “simple” residence.

There was a musty smell in the building, and the sound of dripping water came from deep in the corridor. The roof will inevitably leak rain, and when the hurricane comes together, the rainwater will seep into the cracks and fall all the way to the bottom-although the whole Diss seems to have never rained.

The floor is made of wood, but for some reason, all the “people” who have walked on it feel like they are going to sink in. They will have fear and distress, and then find it difficult to move forward.

Compared with the weird small building, the interior of this residence is somewhat splendorous and majestic, which is very inconsistent with the scenery upstairs.

In the center of the hall is a long dining table. The glass goblets placed there are embedded with shining gems, and the interior is full of brilliance. On the wall are neat rows of shelves filled with books and furnishings, mostly in small glass boxes.

These things are Dispat’s souvenirs.

The second lord intervened in almost every area. His eyeliner and subordinates are all over Diss, and these Batzu or mortals complete all kinds of subtle conspiracy and arrangement for him. And its true intentions are always hidden behind countless lies and tricks.

Dispat was very cautious. He always maintained a high degree of vigilance, and arranged a tight defensive net around him and his property. His plan is very far-reaching, and it may take a long time to be effective.

But he is not a coward, he is only so cautious because he is afraid of losing the power he holds. Calm and calm, and full of elegant temperament, Dispat is undoubtedly a perfect gentleman, he never let his emotions affect him. He is proficient in the political game of 9-Layer hell. As the most brilliant politician, he likes a fish back in water in this game.

Like the style of this everyday residence, Dispat is a pragmatist. Compared with the gorgeous appearance, he always pays more attention to the inner value of things.

“That guy fell from the upper realm to 9-Layer hell under the guidance of arrogance and ambition. Ironically, the same arrogance and ambition made him into his current ugly form…” Sit On a sofa sewn in Barlow’s flame demon leather, Dispatt talked lazily. While talking, he also fiddled with a black scepter with his fingertips.

Biste, standing in front of Dispater, jumped up and down, carefully avoiding the one after another energy that “inadvertently” spread from the scepter, just like a clown playing juggling tricks. There is no such thing as a devil duke.

But even so, she did not dare to complain. In front of Lord Baator, even the Devil Duke has no capital for self-confidence. If Dispat really wanted to kill it, then she would definitely die immediately.

Bist is invisible in the light, the only exception is her eyes that are like orange flames floating in midair. In the dark, she appeared as a slightly luminous, ghostly, and unusually huge hellcat.

Bist is a devil similar to the “Hellcat” (maybe even the only duke among Batzu like the Hellcat). She is completely selfish by nature, and she is both external and internal. A real master.

This allowed Bist to win the distrust of all demons and was confined to Avernus for thousands of years. Neither the former Zaril nor the current Bayer believed even a word of what this big cat said.

Moreover, unlike ordinary Hellcats, Bist can not leave Avernus casually. Even, she was forced to change her name by Zaril, so wizards on other planes could not summon her. It can be said that in the past thousands of years, this Hellcat Duke has been trapped on the 1st floor of the Baator Nine Prisons almost all the time. Although it is not imprisonment, it has nothing to do with imprisonment.

It wasn’t until she heard summon from the second lord Dispat that her cats had a turning point.

As a Duke-level devil, even before she was forced to change her name, there were not many people who knew some of Bist’s name and were able to summon her. Of course, some “veteran” Batzu still know their name. And Dispater took a lot of effort to get the full real name of Biste from nowhere.

In other words, the second lord has completely held her life in his hands, making it impossible for him to give birth to betrayal. In other words, even if her nature is two-sided, but now the situation is better than humans, she must obediently accept her fate.

And Dispater wanted summon, the Duke of Hellcat, because he actually took a fancy to the other’s lurking ability. He sent it to Baator Nine Hells 7th floor Maradomini-full of city ruins and The planes of various relics—Explore what new tricks the enemy “Lord of Flying Insect” Balzeb is playing with.

Now, Bist is back to report on his duties.

“…When I speak, don’t move around, it makes me dizzy.” While speaking, Dispat’s scepter hit the Duke of Hellcat’s head impartially, seemingly fundamentally It is not affected by the deflection of light or the invisibility of its innate talent.

The opponent’s body, like an incorporeal creature, was instantly coated with a layer of cold steel color. The “Tempering Technique” had an effect on him, and his body stiffened in an instant, turning into a model the size of a fierce lion.

Biste wanted to cry without tears. Obviously Dispat was playing with the scepter there, which forced her to jump up and down. How did he say that she was moving? However, she just thought about it, and actually didn’t have the guts to say it.

“Yes, my lord.” She obediently said softly.

Immediately afterwards, Bist’s sizzling and harsh voice used the Mabulaholin—a higher purgatory language, which can only be used by higher-level devils. Compared with the general purgatory language, this higher Purgatory language is more accurate in terms of ideology, and is more suitable for signing a contract-slowly telling her various experiences and experiences on the Baator 7th floor.

“…that person is crazy, he hooked up with a group of blasphemous sacrifices in Ash World,” Bistre recalled what he saw in his notes after lurking in the house of an Anzu demon bureaucrat. The content, while carefully wording, “Those blasphemy sacrifices are a group of hobgoblins who have been castrated. They have gathered some wandering drow, half-orcs, and bear goblin tribes.”

“You must know that in the bear goblin race of the material plane, that person has a certain influence. Therefore, he can use this to connect with those blasphemous sacrifices. It is said that he also sent some middle and high-level demons to it. That material plane. It seems that he is seeking to open up that plane into another soul pasture belonging to him, and raise funds for the construction of a new city.”