Archdemon

After a period of training, Huo Ling woke up from his training state.

His breath became stronger and more stable, which meant that his strength had increased a lot.

With Huo Ling's strength, his true power level has reached the legendary 26th level. Every level of improvement in the future will be quite difficult.

Even with the reward for taking the position of Lord Avernus this time, Huo Ling was unable to break through one level.

However, although he failed to break through, he also took several steps forward on the road to becoming stronger.

At the same time, Huo Ling's dragon-man posture, which was originally more than ten meters high, also shrank back at this time.

Huo Ling temporarily reduced the size of his body to about six meters, which is about the same size as an ordinary deep hell demon.

The reason why his body was huge before was that Huo Ling did not fully master that power. Now that he has mastered it, it is naturally easier to release it.

Huo Ling took off the crown on his head. After mastering the power, this crown is just a symbol.

Huo Ling didn't like this kind of gorgeous things, not just Huo Ling, including Zariel and Bayer, in fact, it was almost the same.

As for Tiamat, which was far away, Huo Ling didn't know.

However, judging from the five heads of Tiamat, even if He liked to wear this crown, it would be difficult to divide it.

Huo Ling sat on the throne and first looked at the situation of his floating city and the nine demon armies.

During the time when Huo Ling was practicing, Huo Ling's floating city and Baal Zefen, two sun-level undeads, were the rear guard.

The army had quickly retreated to the bronze fortress. The demon army suffered a lot in this battle, but it was not a big problem.

Later, Huo Ling could recruit soldiers with all his strength to replenish the nine demon armies.

Next, Huo Ling looked underground. Now he had an important job to do.

After all, Zariel was still imprisoned underground.

Bayer had obtained the secret technique from Tiamat and devoured Zariel's power.

Huo Ling didn't think much of Zariel's power. After all, Zariel had been imprisoned by Bayer for hundreds of years, and it was estimated that he was almost drained.

Even if he had power originally, it was hard to say how much was left now.

Huo Ling went deep into the underground, constantly moving forward, passing through corridors and doors.

There were guards here originally, but the guards had been transferred in the previous battle and died on the battlefield.

Huo Ling did not encounter any obstacles along the way.

While moving forward, Huo Ling was also thinking about how he would face Zariel next.

Kill or keep?

In fact, if possible, Huo Ling wanted to kill Zariel, after all, it was somewhat embarrassing for the current Grand Lord to meet the previous Grand Lord.

He now wanted to bring Bayer out and scold him, why didn't the old guy just kill Zariel.

Even if he swallowed Zariel, Huo Ling would not be angry.

As a result, Bayer was killed by Huo Ling, and he left him a big bomb.

Huo Ling didn't know why Bayer didn't kill Zariel, but now that he didn't kill her, it wouldn't be appropriate for Huo Ling to kill her.

After all, Zariel was once Huo Ling's lord, and Huo Ling was not sure about the relationship between Zariel and Asmodeus, the lord of Purgatory.

After all, Zariel was an angel in heaven before, and was bewitched and corrupted by Asmodeus, and was directly arranged as the lord of Avernus.

No one knows whether there is any shameful relationship between the two of them.

Bayer was not killed, but Huo Ling killed Zariel at this time, which seemed a bit too targeted.

Huo Ling pondered, as long as Zariel was a little more normal, Huo Ling felt that he could still spare her life.

Thinking about it, Huo Ling walked to the deepest part of the underground and pushed open the door of the cell.

Huo Ling saw Zariel tied to a metal rack in a big letter shape.

Zariel, who had not been tortured for a long time, had recovered from all the flesh wounds on his body, at least his body was in good condition.

However, for hundreds of years, the devil marquis had not dressed him in order to make it easier to take meat from Zariel.

So when Huo Ling came in now, Zariel was also naked.

After Huo Ling walked into the cell, he did not speak for the time being. He looked at Zariel's body.

Zariel's figure and appearance were still good. As a fallen angel, he looked much more powerful than the pleasure demon.

He had fair skin, long and thin thighs, and a body that was big where it should be big and thin where it should be thin. Except for the fact that there was no hair on his forehead, which was burning hellfire, it was perfect.

However, Huo Ling had alreadyFree from the low taste of this kind of fleshly pleasure.

After just a few glances, he stopped looking and looked at the other facilities in the cell.

Sharp knives, various torture instruments.

After Huo Ling came in, Zariel did not speak, and his eyes were also looking at Huo Ling.

He still remembered Huo Ling, and it was himself who held a ceremony to promote him to the Devil Earl hundreds of years ago.

Huo Ling, who had just broken through the legend at that time, has now become a powerful existence of the Sun Legend. The breath released unconsciously from his body has made Zariel tremble now.

Zariel recalled the battle between Bayer and Huo Ling some time ago.

The fierce battle at that time, the aftermath of the battle and the pressure released made her unbearable.

Time is really fast. In just hundreds of years, the two who used to have different statuses have now switched their status.

In the past, Zariel was the Lord of Avernus, and Huo Ling was a devil who was going to be promoted.

Now Huo Ling is the Lord of Avernus, and Zariel is just an unlucky guy hanging naked on the rack.

After a long while, Zariel saw that Huo Ling's eyes stayed on the torture device for a long time, and then he said slowly: "Why, are you going to deal with your former feudal lord like Bayer?"

Huo Ling moved his eyes away from the torture device and shifted them to Zariel again.

He said: "Why do you have such an idea?"

While speaking, Huo Ling grabbed a sharp knife from the table beside him, staring at this legendary torture device, Huo Ling smiled:

"Could it be that these hundreds of years of torture have made you fall in love with this feeling of being tortured?"

"Bold!" Zariel stared at Huo Ling and scolded.

Huo Ling slowly approached Zariel and put the knife on Zariel's fair face at this time.

Looking at Zariel's calm eyes, Huo Ling chuckled, then threw the knife away, stretched out his hand and pinched Zariel's face.

He said, "Your Majesty, your expression reminds me of the first time I saw you!"