This lich needs more money

The candlelight flickered, and the tip of the quill rustled on the parchment.

Although magic mirrors have been completely popularized in today's hell, and handwritten notes have become an old thing that cannot keep up with the times, Huggie Stone still likes the feeling of writing on paper with the tip of a pen.

How many world famous works were written tenderly or passionately by lonely authors in such quiet nights.

As a scholar, Huggie Stone still prefers to record history in a traditional way.

"In the eighty year of the Fraudulent Calendar, Avernus is celebrating the eightieth anniversary of the Grand Duke's assumption of office.

"Among all the devils, he is probably the only one who gets the heartfelt love from all the devils. But the devils don't understand that their lives today are not much better than they were eighty years ago.

"The bloody battle that can lead to death at any time has been replaced by the undead. Most devils no longer need to worry about the bloody battle, but they need to work hard throughout their lives, and the money they earn can be enough to 'hire' the undead to join the bloody battle on their behalf.

"But they don't know that the value they created is actually enough to exchange for a good territory. It is obvious that zombies can be mass-produced by just throwing in a piece of stinky meat, but it requires the devils to work for a whole year to redeem them, and this undead even went to the In less than one battle, the battlefield will be scrapped due to various reasons..."

Reinserting the quill into the inkwell, Huggie Stone blew on the ink.

Hell has changed drastically in just a few decades, and horrific inflation has been accepted by the devils in another way. It seems that tortures such as death and violence have decreased, and life seems to have become better and more convenient, but the smarter the devil, the more he can see the problems of hell.

The devils in the past could still think about fighting for a future, but in Avernus today, there is no future at all.

All devils can only be swept up in the torrent and then drowned.

Of course there will be unwilling careerists. In the past eighty years, there have been more than forty rebellions, large and small, but the result is the same every time.

The so-called rebel army collapsed on its own without the deceiver Archduke lifting a finger. Either they were torn apart by the fanatical devils who supported the Archduke the Deceiver, or they fought among themselves due to internal discord.

To paraphrase the words of that adult: "Hell is the least fearful place for rebellion, because heroes will not appear here, and the proportion of self-righteous idiots is too high. Even if they cooperate on the surface, everyone wants to take advantage of the loopholes."

Every rebellion only served to fill the Devil's treasury even more.

All in all, Avernus flourished under the stewardship of the Archduke the Deceiver, and the various souls it produced became increasingly refined.

What, a soul that resists heroically and is not afraid of death? It doesn't even rank among the collection of the Grand Duke of Deceiver.

Only those who are born smart and can see through everything, but cannot change it no matter how hard they try, and who ultimately end themselves in various ways, are qualified to be put up for auction and become the collection of the devil.

Such a hell satisfies the gods and the laws of hell.

Torturing these sinners should begin spiritually.

The whole hell has been hearing the screams caused by torture for tens of thousands of years, and is tired of hearing them. Instead, it is the despair of drawing a sword and looking around, and the laws of hell have just tasted a little bit.

This resulted in the Archduke of Deceiver becoming more and more powerful, so that the smiles on the faces of the Archduke of Devils in other levels of hell became brighter and brighter, well, fake smiles were also smiles.

This deceiver will not remember who is particularly polite to him, but he will definitely remember who is not polite enough to him.

It is precisely because He treats you equally and indiscriminately carries out mental torture regardless of whether you are a low-level evil devil or an archduke of devils, which makes the position of the archduke of deceivers more and more secure.

Huggie Stone couldn't help feeling that he was lucky and was in the right position, so his life was pretty good now.

And there are many lucky people like him.

Gareth, the good brother of the Archduke the Devil, eventually became a god, and after his promotion, he set up an ambush with the Archduke the Deceiver. All the evil gods who habitually came to fight the autumn wind and bully the new gods fell into trouble. Several evil gods with surnames were crushed to death and turned into decorations of Gareth's kingdom.

It was just that there was a clear opportunity to compete for the priesthood of Death. In the end, Gareth became the race god of the Headless Horseman with the help of Yeager.

It's strange to say that the Headless Horseman is just an undead. How can the undead have any race? The undead that creates different shapes are still undead.

However, Yeager is still powerful, and he helped Gareth become the god of the race, just like the King of Ghouls.

From now on, the Headless Horseman will become an undead unit that cannot be created with necromancy, and become a "sub-undead" race that can reproduce on its own.

Like ghouls and lichs.

Ghouls are transformed through special viral infections, lichs reproduce through special rituals, and the headless horseman can now be transformed through a special head-cutting ceremony, but only if Gareth, the god of the headless horseman, does not will block. In other words, as long as Gareth is not willing, it will be difficult for a new headless horseman to appear in this world.

Now the mortal necromancers will have a headache. If these undead continue to play like this, it will be difficult to create even skeletons and zombies in the future.

Huggie Stone felt that it was a pity. The God of Death was so good, he thought about it too, but now it seems that no one is qualified.

The former members of the Mourning Poets Society have not changed much, but they have become gods one after another, and the value of the members has increased a lot.

The position of the God of Death is still pending. The ghoul Yugashi who most desires to become the God of Death has been expelled because he was on the wrong team and violated the rules of the poetry club that members cannot fight each other.

But ten years ago, Yeager brought a young child into the poetry club.

I heard that he is only twenty-six years old and is a talented necromancer.

Although he is a necromancer, it is the first time for a living person to join the Mourning Poets Society. It can only be said that Kelanwo really didn't want to do it anymore, so Jaeger was a little anxious.

Huggie Stone turned to look at the wall. There was a huge oil painting hanging on it, which was the memory of the time when the Mourning Poets Society gathered together.

Huggie Stone still remembers that he had to remind Amberxiu to transform into a human form, otherwise he would look like a skeleton in front of a group of legendary undead.

The Mourning Poets Club at that time was really lively.

Huggie Stone looked back and said with emotion: "Oh, but according to the president's standards, who else is qualified to be the God of Death besides that guy?"

Jaeger's standards for the God of Death were too harsh. He no longer wanted to find a candidate who would get bored after working for a few years and give up. However, the job of the God of Death was too boring, yet very important, and the mental pressure was high.

The undead's emotions are stable enough, so it would have been the best choice. But the undead will go crazy when encountering obsessions, and it is inevitable to become gods.

Yeager is a typical person who wants both. He wants the undead to be emotionally stable, but also wants the undead to transcend his own obsessions.

Who else, of course, is the Duke of Deceiver.

Ever since he met the goddess of fate, the life of the Grand Duke of Deceiver suddenly became clear. He had ruled Avernus for decades with a smile on his face. Many devils felt that this Grand Duke was too kind and too kind. Easy to talk to.

This old friend is no longer obsessed with resisting the illusory fate, and his life should not be too comfortable.

And precisely because it was so comfortable, Jaeger's invitation was unattractive to him.

In a few years, this hell may not belong to Asmodeus anymore. Why give up this and become a lonely god of death?

The God of Death has too many rules, and Yeager is still keeping a close eye on them, so it is impossible to let Amber Xiu mess around.

Therefore, Yeager was ultimately unable to convince Amber Xiu and could only choose to continue training new people.

After his thoughts wandered for a while, Huggie Stone picked up the quill again and began to write his history of hell again.

"Although the Grand Duke of Deceiver has no intention of invading and plundering other planes, the magic mirror he created continues to have an impact on all heavens and worlds. The magic mirror has been integrated into every aspect of each plane, almost monopolizing the spread of knowledge.

"After dark, recite the spell in front of the magic mirror, and the omniscient blue devil will appear and answer any questions you have. You can exchange the same knowledge, but if you cannot provide the corresponding knowledge, you must use Pay the price with your own soul.

"This dangerous contract has attracted countless ambitious people. Mages pursue dangerous magical knowledge, powerful people pursue the secrets and weaknesses of their opponents, and humble people hope to obtain life-changing pursuits from the devil. These greedy souls are It is the most precious commodity in hell, and this business has prevented the Grand Duke of Deceiver from actively printing soul coins for many years. His wealth cannot be spent at all.

“The gods of Paradise Mountain were quite critical of this, and even Ogma, the Lord of Knowledge, once believed that this was a wrong way to spread knowledge, but in the end they were unable to curb the greed of mortals for the unknown.

“After all, gods are not omnipotent.

"The same is true for the Grand Duke of Deceiver, but he is a devil who is easier to satisfy and knows how to restrain his desires. A few years ago, there were rumors that Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, hopes to let the Grand Duke of Deceiver and his daughter live together. If it really succeeds, then the Deceiver Duke will undoubtedly be the next Lord of Hell.

"But rumors are just rumors after all. This Devil Archduke is emotionally single-minded. Those goddesses who once had bad rumors with him turned out to be just pure friendships. Oh, except the Misty Lady Laila.

"This goddess took the initiative to invite more than once, and never concealed the idea that she had nothing to offer in return but to offer her body, but in the end she failed to get what she wanted. But the fraudster Grand Duke also said more than once that friendship is friendship, and transactions are When trading and cooperating with each other, you should not mix too much personal emotions. This is an unprofessional performance.

"But in private, the author also asked the Deceiver Archduke what he really thought, and his answer was more straightforward. He believed that momentary happiness was not worth spending millions of years in the rest of his life to pay the price. Today, his family If you are perfectly happy, why should you put yourself in the pain of having old scores turned over thousands of years later just for a small gain?

“Such a transaction is undoubtedly a loss.

"As the author said, this devil knows how to restrain his desires better than other devils. Even if the other party is a goddess, a believer of the Lord of Storms, or a pet he keeps by his side..."

When the pen tip was written here, Huggie Stone suddenly trembled and felt a little floating. This description is not quite right.

Hurry and burn the one in front of you and write it again.

"The Grand Duke of Deceiver is a devil who knows how to restrain his desires. This is what distinguishes him from other great devils. The author has also heard rumors that when the Lord of Storms used his followers as gifts, he gave the Princess of the Sea Kingdom to When he was the Grand Duke of Deceiver, he immediately saw through the Lord of Storms' sinister intentions of sowing discord.

"The Duke of Fraud said that he believed that a great woman who dedicated her life to faith and country would not have only love in her heart. Sending Ariel as a tool to sow discord was like burying pearls in the wall as sand, which was the most regrettable waste.

"The Lord of Storms rarely admitted that his prank had failed, gave Princess Ariel true freedom, and promised to protect the Kingdom of Wrath from any natural disasters within a hundred years.

"In the end, the Duke of Devil returned to his hell, and Princess Ariel ascended to the Kingdom of Talos.

"A friend of the author once met the princess by chance and asked her if she was really relieved. Princess Ariel smiled and said that compared with the future of millions of people in the Kingdom of Wrath, that encounter was just a white whale seen on the waterway. It was a pity to miss it, but it was just a little pity.

"Having witnessed that reunion after such a long time, the author believes that although the identities and races of the two are very different, at this moment, they can be called bosom friends.

"Young and frivolous people always like stories of love and desire, but for those legendary figures, it is this most intense and impetuous emotion that is first worn away by time. Only true ideals and pursuits can be polished into dazzling gems..."

Herky Stone felt very happy when writing this paragraph.

Although many subjective opinions were added, it is better not to write a book without personal opinions.

Just as he was about to polish it again, he heard a loud bang and the door was kicked open!

Herky Stone was quite annoyed. Every author whose thoughts were interrupted would have the urge to stab someone with a knife. But when Herky Stone saw that it was a little girl in her early teens who rushed in, he immediately smiled and rubbed his hands and said.

"Donia, why are you here? "

This little girl has flowing blonde hair, perfect elf-like looks, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars, which is incompatible with the environment of hell.

If she walks on the road, she will probably attract a lot of scary demons who want to eat her alive.

But in Avernus, no demon dares to stretch out his claws to this girl.

Because her name is Tonya Rotolev, and she is recognized as the second princess of Avernus.

As for the first one, it is the princess Melina who likes to ride a warhorse everywhere.

But Tonya is not the daughter of the fraudulent grand duke and the rose lady. ’s child, Tonya is a student of the legendary wizard William Harvey, and the teacher of the great wizard Harvey is the Grand Duke of the Fraudster.

This disciple-grandson seems to be separated from him by a layer, but everyone knows that the Grand Duke of the Fraudster loves the second princess as if she were his own child, and treats her no worse than that of Princess Melina.

As a little princess who grew up in hell, Tonya is not a good girl, and kicking the door is already considered polite.

With a sweet smile on her face, Tonya said to the dwarf vampire: "Grandpa Stone, Tonya is here to ask you for help. I heard that you are going to the mortal world to collect folk songs recently, right?"

Herky Stone is now a famous writer in hell. Every once in a while, he can leave hell in the name of collecting folk songs. In fact, he is giving himself a holiday and enjoying the wonderful blood of the mortal world.

"Donya, you don't want me to take you out of hell? I dare not! "

Donia stared at Hecky Stone with her innocent eyes, but Hecky Stone would never dare to take the little princess away privately. If anything unexpected happened, the Nine Hells would be shaken.

But as soon as she said the words of refusal, Tonya's eyes began to flash, and her pupils turned like dice, until she looked at the oil painting on the wall and said slowly: "Grandpa Stone, the manuscripts behind the oil painting, "Hell and Ocean Love", "The Night of Rejecting the Goddess"..."

"Nine Hells, Tonya, stop reading!"

Herky Stone's eyes were about to pop out, and with a wave of his hands, the door that had just been kicked open was instantly closed, and several magic locks were put on.

Donia showed a cunning smile and said to Hecky Stone: "Grandpa Stone, you don't want others to see these manuscripts, right?"

Thirty layers of magic arrays covered it, and she found it?! She is worthy of being a child raised by the devil!

Herky Stone said helplessly: "Donya, why do you want to run away from home suddenly? "

Dong Niya said firmly: "I want to find my teacher! He said he would come back in three years. This is already the sixth year. I must catch him back! "

Herky Stone remembered that he hadn't seen Harvey for several years. After he was promoted to Legend, the boy looked like his teacher, looking like he was old and wanted to spend his old age.

At that time, Tonya was just a soul embryo, and Harvey's main task was to raise her. This raising lasted for decades, until Tonya hatched, Harvey had become an old man with white hair.

It was obviously a matter that could be solved with a bottle of youth potion, but Harvey didn't seem to care about his aging. When Tonya was sensible, he left hell and didn't know where he ran to.

In theory, Harvey was the chosen one of the goddess of fate, and generally there would be no problems, but his disappearance for so many years would indeed make people worry.

It was reasonable for Tonya to go find her teacher.

But Herky Stone only felt that the wish was that the problem of their master-disciple lineage would bring him bad luck?

Herky Stone said quickly: "What's the point of you going to someone who can't be found by the Grand Duke of Fraud?"

In all the worlds, who has the most connections? The Deceiver has recognized the second one, and no other god dares to recognize the first one. This is a big man who can accommodate both good and evil. He can't find Harvey, so what's the use of this little girl Tonya?

But Dongnia said confidently: "Of course I have a way. The goddess of fate gave me the oracle. Now it's time to find the teacher!"

Huggie Stone asked: "Then did the goddess of fate tell you what will happen if I take you out of hell?"

Tonya said: "I can give you a divination, but once you see the future, you can't change it. Are you sure you want to divination?"

"Stop! No, thank you! Starting from your teacher's teacher, your line of prophecies has never been good!"

Huggie Stone was afraid that Tonya would blink and tell him that her death date was tomorrow. Destiny was a very evil thing, so it was better not to divulge randomly.

"But since it is the oracle of the goddess of fate, you can just tell the fraudster directly, why bother secretly..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door that had just been closed was kicked open again!

This time, the heavy wooden door was kicked to pieces.

Her Royal Highness Melina, the First Princess of Avernus, appeared in front of the two of them with her hands on her hips.

"Are you two discussing escaping from hell privately?!"

Huggie Stone looked at the debris on the ground and thought, had the two princesses agreed to trick him?

Tonya panicked as soon as she saw Melina.

Who is the scariest person in Avernus? It's not the deceiver Grand Duke who smiles all day long, nor the Lady Rose, but Aunt Melina.

Although she usually seems silly and easy to deceive, if she suspects that you are lying to her, she will immediately draw her sword and kill you. Yes, even if you have any suspicion, you will take action. This is the way Princess Melina lives in hell. No one in hell dares to hold Her Royal Highness accountable.

Huggie Stone was about to explain, but he heard Melina say: "You ran away from home, why didn't you take me with you?!"

…

An hour later, the door to hell opened, and two hell princesses, one big and one small, came to the mortal world with vampires looking like they wanted to die.

When the gate of hell slowly closed, Amber Xiu and Apoptotic Rose appeared.

"You just let these two little guys run away like this?" Apoptotic Rose complained: "Do you know how many enemies you have? What if Melina and Tonya encounter an accident?"

Amberxiu said: "On the day Tonya was born, the goddess of fate appeared in person to give her a blessing. There will be no accidents with this child. Even if there is, it will be training. Melina has been domineering in hell for so many years. If she is not allowed to experience it, I'm afraid she will be a fool forever. Let them go, and I also want to know where Harvey went without even leaving a message."

Seeing that Apoptotic Rose was still uneasy, Amber Xiu held her hand and said, "Children will grow up eventually. It's time for us old guys to recognize their old age. The rest is their story."