A group of demons looked at him with envy and hatred as he collected the spoils.
The same group of demons looked at him with even greater envy, jealousy and hatred as the demon craftsmen forged their spoils into suitable sizes and then equipped them on the spot.
Even the cost of adjusting the equipment was paid by that group of sad-looking Abyss Lords.
Don’t even mention the sour feeling in Duke’s heart.
Hit the devil in the face.
Steal the devil’s best.
They even shamelessly asked for invoices and three guarantees after-sales service.
This is what is so despicable and shameless as this.
If Duke really became a devil from today, that would be fine, but the problem is that Duke was ready to run away from the beginning.
Of course, Grom, who still has no idea what Duke is up to, is very depressed. He doesn’t even know whether Duke is really fallen.
Originally, the Eredar Twins were also impressed when they saw Grom, who was almost unable to take care of himself after being chopped to pieces by an axe by Magtheridon, and they hinted that Grom could also try the fel power.
But Duke just evaded the question by saying that "lower races are not worthy of enjoying evil energy".
The Twins didn’t push Duke any further.
First of all, Grom is Duke’s servant (slave).
Secondly, perhaps he thought Duke should consolidate his power and position first?
Being jealous and wary of your subordinates is what any smart Eredar demon would do.
Gemini just smiled and didn’t talk about this topic anymore.
Then, Duke was led to a separate closed room. It was a huge space of one hundred square meters, with only an extremely luxurious chair in the middle of the room.
It’s not quite appropriate to call it a chair, because the entire chair is made of high-purity dark power that is so dense that it has become substantial. It is more like an exaggerated...mind transmission system.
Under the guidance of the twins, Duke sat on it, and the next moment, he found that his consciousness had been transferred to a huge hall.
This is an extremely huge fan-shaped space with an area of over one million square meters.
At first glance it looks a bit like an opera house.
However, there were only three huge chairs on the platform, which were obviously for the three giants of the Burning Legion to sit on.
Then, extending from the narrow end of the fan, Duke saw four-digit chairs, or rather cushions. He himself was located just behind the middle of the fan.
Sarolas’s voice rang in Duke’s ears: "This is the Demon Temple - the core of our Burning Legion. Because you successfully defeated the high-level lord Mannoroth, you have been promoted from a primary lord to a mid-level lord. If you want to go further, you must make great contributions and prove your loyalty to the Legion."
Auresthes continued, "Once you have proven your loyalty, you can be officially reincarnated as a vassal of our noble Eredar clan, with your soul bound to the Twisting Nether, enjoying eternal life. As long as you do not die in the Twisting Nether, your soul can return here and be resurrected unlimited times!"
Duke was immediately excited when he heard this.
I’m not excited about the possibility of eternal immortality, but damn, I was worried for a long time because I have to bind my soul in advance.
This loophole was not left intentionally by the Burning Legion. They just never thought that there would be creatures in this world that could resist such terrible mental pollution.
In the eyes of Sargeras and the Eredar, anyone who could withstand a large dose of fel energy and advance to become a lord without falling into madness was already a miracle. Generally speaking, such guys would be given the responsibility of commanders. Who would have thought that there would be someone who could go against the will of heaven and withstand brainwashing and secretly convert fel energy?
So, in their eyes, Duke was a done deal.
The cheating thing of eternal immortality is, of course, used as bait to lure those eager newcomers who have just joined the Legion. As for resurrecting in the twisting void, you will fall into a weak state and be troubled by other demons. If you are not good, you may become a slave beast or something. Do you expect the demons to be kind enough to tell you the truth?
After introducing the benefits, it is of course time to start working.
Kil’jaeden summoned Duke without giving him any time to rest.
It was a house with flames blazing.
Kil’jaeden was covered in red, his lower body bathed in the surging magma. His upper body, over 15 meters tall, easily took up most of the room.
Duke stood in the middle of the room, at the end of the only peninsula-shaped passage that extended to Kil’jaeden’s chest. Looking up at Kil’jaeden, Duke felt a little bit annoyed.
Looking up at Sir Dan’s huge red devil face, which affects the cityscape and has a chin made up of three flexible tentacles, from such a close distance is truly disgusting.
This is like spending a lot of money to watch an IMAX movie, but you can only sit in the first row and watch the alien show. It’s really uncomfortable to watch a movie that’s burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.
Unfortunately, Duke, who pretended to be a good boy, could only accept it.
Duke, who had transformed into a shadow, looked at Dan-san humbly with a slightly timid look, pretending to be calm, and said, "Great Lord Kil’jaeden, what do you want from me?"
Unexpectedly, Dan Zong started with:
"You despicable bug! How dare you lie to me!?"
Duke trembled all over and almost peed himself.
"The great Kil’jaeden... I didn’t..." This time Duke was not pretending, he was really scared.
"Humph! You still say there is no such thing! There is no Andromeda Mass Effect Planet!"
When Duke heard this, he immediately felt... relieved.
Duke’s true qualities as an actor were fully revealed once again. He moved his mouth and asked tentatively, "The planet where I was born was just an inferior world with low civilization. The great Burning Legion destroyed my world in one day. The Mass Effect Planet is just the name that I and my humble people call ourselves. I don’t know what the great Burning Legion called my world. Is there a misunderstanding?"
Kil’jaeden was speechless for a moment.
The Burning Legion is the most brutal existence in the universe, the most terrifying violent group. How many planets and races have been destroyed?
Even if the guys below reported, they would usually destroy a whole star system at a time. Even if he was as meticulous and cunning as Kil’jaeden, he couldn’t possibly know the customs of each planet and what those inferior races called their homes.
Sir Dan never pays attention to planets that are easily destroyed. Generally speaking, for those planets that are easily destroyed, knowing how much resources have been plundered is already the limit of Sir Dan’s memory.
Kil’jaeden was actually just trying to scare Duke.
Seeing that this new lord-level vassal creature was humble enough towards him, Kil’jaeden felt relieved.