Warlock of the Magus World (Chapter 901-Chapter 1050)

Leylin leapt forward, and a thin black line streaked past its neck, the supplementary soul attack causing the chaos and craze in its eyes to completely die down.

“No, it’s impossible… I, Jesdric, am the most powerful demon. I still need to evolve into a Flame Balor… How can I die here…”

It muttered as its huge body collapsed.

In the moment that he killed the demon, Leylin sensed tremendous soul energy pouring into his body, and he could even sense that he was getting favour from the hell’s Will..

“Compared to other evolution methods, the profits from blood wars are still the best…”

While this bit of strength was nothing to Leylin, most of the soul energy required to evolve would be available from here if he really was a horned devil.

“High risks mean great rewards! As long as I can survive the blood wars between devils and demons, I’ll definitely be able to advance a great degree. It’s no wonder that the Dark Eight want to risk falling completely to lure the demons over to hell and fight…”

The devils liked using crafty schemes and machinations, changing the battlefield to anywhere else than hell.

There was a secret to this. Only the well-informed pit fiends and hell’s eight archdevils knew of this, and of course, Leylin was aware as well.

If devils were to be killed in hell, then they would truly be dead. There was no way for them to be revived.

If they died on other planes, they still had hope of reviving by paying a price.

In other words, the devils that died in this blood war could not be revived. Even Asmodeus was unable to do it.

To take such a huge risk, the Dark Eight were definitely eyeing something huge.

Leylin quickly came to a realisation.

Rumble!

At this moment, a terrifying explosion appeared from the heart of the battlefield. A huge flame storm whistled past, tearing into everything and forming a red mushroom cloud.

“It’s the Self-detonation before the death of a Flame Bator! Looks like the Dark Eight have succeeded!”

The huge explosion continued, allowing Leylin to be certain that four Flame Bators had died by the Dark Eight’s hands.

This attack by the opponents was only dodged by the sly pit fiends who used the Greater Teleportation. This meant that the surrounding greater devils and also numerous demons were wiped out.

”Victory is decided! Four Flame Bators died in succession, as long as a pile of powerful demons. Even the archfiend of the abyss will find his moral beaten down and mourn over this for a long time…”

It was not just Leylin alone who understood this.

In the moment of the first Flame Bator’s Self-Detonation, along with an ear-splitting scream, an enchanting succubus darted out of the siege of four pit fiends and, with the price of becoming gravely injured, streaked through the horizon while leaving a blazing trail behind.

“That should be Red Shroud, the commander of the demon army this time! It’s also the most beloved daughter of the succubus king who’s the archfiend of the abyss… Unfortunately, after this defeat, her status might be in danger…”

Powerful beings had died, and the commander had fled. This was a fatal blow for the enemy army.

As many great devils entered the battlefield and massacred the weaker demons, this became a countdown to the complete destruction of the demon army.

……

After the battle ended, besides the commanding Red Shroud and a very slight number of lucky demons escaping, much of the demon army was killed in the Bronze Fort, amongst which included four Flame Balors! This carved the disgrace of the abyssal demons onto the fort once more.

Such dazzling achievements were rare even in the history of the Blood War.

In this encirclement, the five-coloured demonic dragon Tiamat who had blocked the fort walls and persisted till the end of the battle was to be credited for its work.

After the battle, Leylin saw that parts of its tremendous dragon body had caved in, and there were signs of burns as well. A male headless evil dragon also looked downcast. They had taken on the frenzied attacks of the demons in a hurry to retreat. The self-detonations by the Flame Balors at the end had also given them grave injuries.

Leylin now knew why they had worked so hard. The Dark Eight had promised that they would hand over control of the Bronze Fort and acknowledge it as the master of the Bronze Fort!

In that moment, Leylin smelt a conspiracy.

Control over the Bronze Fort! That was something Asmodeus had schemed for over a thousand years to obtain, yet he was now handing it over so nonchalantly. Even lemures could tell that something was off.

With the devils’ personalities, the only thing that they would compromise so much for was an even greater profit!





Chapter 1027 – Promotion and Demotion


Promotion and Demotion

Before the Dark Eight handed over control over the Bronze Citadel, there was first a majestic round of settling the results. As the devil army had been formed by temporary transfer of personnel, all devils would immediately regain their freedom once the battle was over.

‘It’s not quite right to call this regaining their freedom, because they retain all memories of the Blood War and think it as something they should have done… But while they still hold regard for the higher-ups, the absolute obedience they had as subordinates before has disappeared.’

Leylin glanced at the succubus Hanalin next to him. Her eyes were now clear, and while she looked like she could not wait to sidle up to him, it was obvious that she was scheming even more inside.

This went for the imps and lemures as well. However, before the devils all completely regained their order, there was something more important at hand, and that was settling all achievements and sins here.

The devils sought the beings that were ahead of them all their lives, while those that were behind them caused fear. Their hierarchy was very strict, and there was a unique power system. Hence, their advancement was not like the demons, where they could evolve after getting enough soul energy in the Blood War. Instead, it was a very complicated process.

Usually, a devil needed approval from their direct superiors to promote. However, in all situations, any devils with even higher rankings could revoke the promotion.

In other words, if a lesser devil wanted to advance, it would need approval from its weakest superior who would then perform a promotion ceremony for it. However, if a greater devil was unsatisfied with this, it could revert the recently-promoted devil to what it had been before.

The ones with greatest authority were the eight Archdevils that split up the World Origin Force of Baator. Not only did they manage the devils and the promotion of pit fiends, they could break convention with their might, promoting even lesser devils straight through several ranks.

The combined authority of the Dark Eight was great, and they could even promote greater devils. While the original superiors of these devils had the power to revoke this, most would not dare go against them.

And just like that, Archdevils could demote a devil back to its original status. This would be a symbol of shame, and was something devils feared the most. Any demoted devil lost a part of their intelligence, and would be sent to perform the most humiliating and difficult of tasks. But before that, they would face a punishment.

Pitiful cries resounded in the Bronze Citadel. There was something like a supreme court in the expansive square, where the devils took all the seats. The unlucky beings that influenced this battle negatively were put on the prisoners’ row.

There were spinagon, lemures, and other lesser devils. There were also imps, barbazu, and other lower devils as well, along with a few greater devils. Although their strengths were varied, what was common was the expression on their faces: terror!



Their crimes had been determined, and they were awaiting the punishment of being demoted. Normally only their superiors had such rights, but the Dark Eight possessed a great amount of authority that allowed them to administer the punishment. Such were the rules of Baator.

Unless an Archdevil, someone with even more power than the Dark Eight, came over to overturn their ruling, these devils would not escape punishment. However, why would such a thing happen?

“I declare you all guilty. You shall be demoted.” Zapan, one of the Dark Eight, hammered the gavel. The crisp sound caused strange changes amongst the sinners.

They howled in pain, their bodies tearing apart as an invisible force surrounded them to deliver the most severe punishment. Demotion was a horrifying torture that ripped a part of a devil’s intelligence away. They would become savage and foolish once more, something that devils who flaunted their intelligence found the hardest to accept.