Proofreader: Arya
Being given permission, Isa was overjoyed.
Only such an existence could ignore the difference in number and forcibly end a disaster.
Although she might have to pay an even bigger price later on, Isa can only afford to look at the situation at hand right now.
From the void of space, a card appeared.
Depicted on the card was a devil wrapped in flames, holding a banner with a goat insignia in one hand and a long horn in the other.
[Devil God’s Banner]
[Note: This card represents the will of the Devil God, he watches over your world, allowing you to work under his name]
Isa took the card and looked up at the sky.
The Fiendkinds has gotten used to the human’s attack methods.
They were expertly killing everyone who retaliated.
The Holy Troops were in a lot of danger.
Too many people have already died, so the frontline was on the verge of collapse.
The war was becoming one-sided.
In just a bit more time, the rest of the soldiers will have been killed by the Fiendkinds that flooded the sky.
At this time, a divine light took everyone’s attention.
The Holy Troops fortunate enough to survive looked up.
The Pope has spread her divine wings, standing atop the ruins of the Holy Church.
“It’s the Pope!”
“We’re saved!”
Everyone cried out in joy.
Great Holy Apostle Hurt tried looking around, but couldn’t see any signs of his brother.
“Ivan…” he fell to his knees, feeling intense loss.
The overflowing divine light took the Pope up to the sky, as if she was a newly born star.
She held ten cards in her hand.
“Stop!” she shouted.
The rest of the Holy Troops stopped their attacks.
As the Fiendkinds noticed something was off, they also stood still in midair, cautiously watching her.
“In the name of the master of all Devils, I give you one last chance, end this war and never return to invade us again” the Pope declared.
Saying so, she activated the card [Devil God’s Banner]
The card scattered into fragments of light.
The contract card has been activated.
In the hand, the other 9 cards suddenly flew into the air and spoke at the same time.
『 Those that see my banner, obey my orders and bend to my will 』
The nine cards appeared so solemn that it was ridiculous instead.
The Fiendkinds exchanged looks.
One of them waved its hand, firing off a golden light to behead a few Holy Troops below.
It then looked at the Pope provocatively.
The Pope snickered.
She then spoke to the 9 cards: “They have disobeyed your orders; I quest your advent”
“Hmph” the 9 cards replied in unison.
The Pope then quickly formed the 9 cards into a certain pattern.
The cards all depicted some strange body parts of organs.
After being arranged properly, the 9 cards enlarged themselves and formed a giant card.
It no longer lookeds like a card, but more like a miniature mural.
On the mural, a handsome man rode on a goat’s back, holding a white rose in one hand and a spear in the other, behind him was a sea of blood while a black halo floating above his head.
Below him, 18 grey devils gathered around him, bowing their heads as if waiting for an order.
The Pope then clasped her hands together and prayed towards the giant card.
She whispered: “The cursed fallen angel, master of all Devils, the sovereign of the Nine Hells, Asmodeus, I call upon you to feast upon these rare souls”
The giant card turned into a puff of white smoke.
The voice of 9 people came: 『 Although we had a contract, you still had disturbed my slumber, to make up for it, come and join me in the Eternal Night for a few days 』
Isa dodged the subject and replied: “According to the contract, we will partake in these rare souls from the previous Era together”
The white smoke scattered.
A figure appeared.
The same handsome man on the card.
As if under some sort of restriction, his body was a bit unreal, almost like a transparent hologram.
He carried no weapons, had no servants or even the beast that he rode on.
The handsome man looked around.
The belligerent Fiendkind that provoked before tried attacking him with a golden beam.
The beam sliced through the air, arrive before the handsome man in just the blink of an eye.
“Foolish”
The handsome man spoke.
The beam disappeared in front of him and reappeared from behind the belligerent Fiendkind.
It was bisected by its own attack.
This in turn provoked the Fiendkind.
They roared, rushing towards the handsome man.
The handsome man sighed: “A bunch of uneducated swine, incapable of even recognizing a cause-and-effect Law”
“Isa, for you to call on me for such an opponent, I’m beginning to question our contract”
“That isn’t so, Asmodeus, they came from hell” Isa hurriedly explained.
“Hell?” Asmodeus laughed, “they don’t even have a smidge of hell’s —–“
He suddenly stopped and carefully observed these Fiendkind.
“I understand now; you’re saying them came from the hell that’s connected to this world”
While they talked, the Fiendkinds had already came up, roaring to attack.
Asmodeus yawned, then muttered: “All disrespect towards me is disrespect towards Hell”
Just as he said so, all the Fiendkinds stopped in midair.
They stopped moving entirely, even their eyes and movements were locked in the moment.
Asmodeus flew up, easily beheading one of the Fiendkinds.
He reached his finger into its neck, scraped out a bit of flesh and tasted it.
Asmodeus seemed to be in ecstasy: “What wonderful dead souls, undying souls, I can feel the power of Huang Quan’s law”
“But then, dead souls appearing in the human world? How strange”
“…Interesting, there must be some sort of problem”
“Could it be, the demonic gods of this hell got into some sort of trouble?”
Asmodeus’ expression turned grim.
He spoke: “Isa, prepare 1000 living people as a sacrifice, I want to have my incarnation come to help you”
“As you wish, sir” Isa replied.
“You did quite well this time, I will use the power of the 9th Hell to help you increase your card limit by one”
“Thank you so much” Isa was overjoyed.
“Go” Asmodeus ordered.
“But then… what about them?” Isa hesitantly asked.
She pointed at the hundreds of Fiendkind in the air.
“Your world’s Law of Huang Quan has went out of control, their souls rest in my hands now”
Asmodeus opened his palm.
Countless light sprites were in his hand.
“An unexpected harvest, wouldn’t you say?” he smirked.
“That’s very impressive sir” Isa praised him sincerely.
“Skip the small talk and quickly prepare the sacrifices, I want to quickly come to see what exactly is going on”
“Yes, great Asmodeus”
Saying so, Isa quickly flew down to arrange for the preparations and aftermath of the battle.
Asmodeus stood in midair, observing Isa without being noticed.
A rare soul that’s been through Fog Isle… this is what I wanted the most.
As for what happened to this world, why should I bother?
——–to be able to cause trouble for demonic gods that govern an entire hellscape, it must be a really big deal.
Even if I’m the master of the Nine Hells, I shouldn’t be caught in this terrible unknown event.
Descend upon this world through means of sacrifices.
Take Isa, then immediately leave.
That’s all I need to do.
Asmodeus quickly decided his goal.
