The Magic Empire for 20,000 years

Chapter 292 Beware of Telecommunications Scams Against the Demon Lord
“By shouting ‘Pazuzu’ three times, one can disregard distance and plane and directly establish a contract with the Wind Demon King of the Bottomless Abyss, requesting his help.”

“Nothing can sever this connection unless a true god intervenes.”

But be very careful!

"Every time you accept the help of the Wind Demon King, it will lead to the corruption and depravity of your soul!"

"In the end, your entire soul will belong to the Wind Demon King of the Bottomless Abyss..."

This is a secret that is not exactly a closely guarded secret, circulating among learned scholars in the material plane.

For many years, Pazuzu has been obsessed with this method, corrupting the good and lawful beings of each material plane.

The mages of the Elven Royal Court...

Brave warriors of the dwarf kingdom...

After the fall of the Dragon Empire, the golden dragons abandoned their racial honor...

Many mortal races, in this abyss of despair, remembered this legend and prayed to the Wind Demon King for help.

Pazuzu granted their wishes one by one, and planted seeds of evil and chaos in their hearts.

It tempts the virtuous to fall into depravity and leads the law-abiding to chaos.

For a demon whose nature is to corrupt mortals, the immense pleasure this brings is no less than that of a mortal experiencing sexual climax.

But this time is different from the past.

Pazuzu clearly heard that the sincere prayer did not come from a kingdom in the material plane, but from within this bottomless abyss, from the first layer of the abyss where he now belonged.

"Wind Demon King Pazuzu, I beg you for your help!"

Pazuzu heard the call from the one with whom she had established a contractual connection, and turned her thoughts and gaze in that direction:
"I'd like to see who's calling my name from this abyss."

…………

On the banks of the River Styx, behind the positions of the Hellish Demon Legion.

Multiple cold, hellish steel cages stand on the wasteland, each holding a human prisoner.

In the first cell at the front was a tall, handsome man.

His armor had long been stripped off, and he was now wearing tattered prison clothes, disheveled, and with faint traces of whipping marks on his body.

John the Holy Knight.

One of the humans captured by the demons of hell.

After watching the patrolling demons depart, Paladin John sat upright in his cage, softly reciting the name of the demon lord:
"Great Wind Demon King, can you hear my voice?"

“I heard this rumor about you from the captured lesser lords. They said that by calling your name three times, one could establish a contractual relationship with you!”

"Can you help me and my teammates?"

On the distant rocky mountain.

Upon discovering that the person seeking his help was actually the captain of the pioneers of the magic empire Eldoron, the Wind Demon King Pazuzu was slightly surprised, but immediately smiled.

Instead of rushing to offer help, he patiently sat down and listened to what this interesting human seeking help had to say.

In the cold cage, John, following the newly established contractual connection, continued his prayer:
“Wind Demon Lord, I know that I am a warrior who has dedicated myself to Eldoron and should not ask you, a demon lord, for help.”

"However, I am responsible for my captured team members."

"I want to save them."

"Can you help me? Rescue me and my team from the devil's clutches."

"Wind Demon King, I know that as a demon from the abyss, you must also hate these devils from hell!"

On the distant rocky hill, Pazuzu remained unmoved as he listened to Holy Knight John's words.

If an ordinary mortal were to pray to him, this lord of the sky from a lower plane would obviously have a greater reaction.

But now, in this special period, he has no intention of joining the battle ahead of time and stepping into the hellish devils' territory for the sake of a mere mortal.

In the cold prison cell, John continued to pray softly:
"I am the captain of the pioneering team, and my members are my comrades-in-arms. If they cannot be saved, they will surely be tortured and interrogated by those evil demons!"

"Demon Lord Pazuzu, if you can rescue my squad from the devil's clutches, I'll do whatever you want with me. You can have my soul or anything else you want!"

"Great Wind Demon King, if you can truly hear my cry, please answer me!"

Hearing the shouts, Pazuzu did not rush to act. Instead, he calmly raised his eagle-claw-like fingers and gently activated two spells.

Discover the alignment's [Detect Good] and [Detect Law]...

Suddenly, the eyes of the Wind Demon King Pazuzu widened.

His sharp, eagle-like eyes reflected a dazzling light.

"It's my favorite [Lawful Good]."

"and……

"how come?"

"So radiant, so pure and bright!"

As Pazuzu sensed the radiant soul, his eyes turned blood red, and even his breathing became heavy.

It's like a person who has been starving for seven days seeing a feast laid out on a table.

"So beautiful, this soul is so beautiful, it's like a perfect gem..."

"I must corrupt this soul!"

"This soul belongs to me!"

"I must, immediately, now..."

Pazuzu's body trembled uncontrollably, and the four wings on her back shook.

Ultimately, the devil is the embodiment of evil, depravity, and boundless desire. Even the most cunning devil cannot control his primal urges!

For a demon lord obsessed with corrupting good and orderly creatures, the soul of a lawful good paladin is the most delicious delicacy, the thing that Pazuzu could never refuse!
In this day and age, John is the first paladin in history.

This demon lord, later known for his obsession with corrupting paladins, encountered paladins for the first time!
Immediately afterwards, Pazuzu gritted his teeth, suppressing the instinctive urge within his bloodline to teleport to the paladin's side, and took a deep breath.

The next second, the blood red in the Wind Demon King's eyes faded slightly.

This brought him back to some of his senses.

"To risk attacking the devil's stronghold in exchange for a chance to corrupt this perfect soul."

"Perhaps, it is indeed worth considering?"

Pazuzu's help itself carries a corrupting effect of evil and chaos. Even if he does nothing, any creature that accepts the help of this demon lord will automatically shift its alignment one level toward chaos. If it has already reached chaos, it will shift one level toward evil!
Until, utterly descending into chaos and evil!
"Moreover, this human not only has a flawless soul, but is also the captain of the pioneering team of the magic empire Eldoron, so he must know a lot of secrets."

"If I could obtain his soul, I could learn a great deal of information about the magic empire of Eldoron..."

Pazuzu was rapidly weighing the risks and rewards in his mind, already considering whether to take the risk and launch a surprise attack on the demon legion's rear positions to rescue the human paladin and his squad.

"In any case, it's best to be cautious..."

"Although the probability is low, this could indeed be a trap..."

The cunning Wind Demon King stood atop the rocky mountain, listening to the howling winds and pondering deeply.

The prayers of Holy Knight John echoed in his ears.

Each sound caused the Wind Demon King's blood to surge and his breathing to become heavier.

Finally, after a series of complex internal struggles, the Wind Demon King Pazuzu stood up again.

He summoned flying demon scouts and then cast prophetic spells to confirm various pieces of information:

"Intelligence indicates that Grand Duke Zariel and Warlord Bell are leading the eight legendary Dark Demon Generals—the Eight Demon Generals of the Deep Inferno—on the front lines, far from the rear..."

"Intelligence indicates that Elrian, the monarch of the Magic Empire Eldoron and a legendary mage capable of rivaling me, is currently at the distant Iron Lake base..."

"Near the prison where human prisoners are held, the last patrol team of hellish demons has just moved far away..."

"With my superior legendary martial prowess, once I break into the rear of the hellish demons' lines, I can take care of the guards nearby in the blink of an eye and rescue those captured humans..."

"..."

After repeatedly confirming through several channels that there was no major risk, the Wind Demon King Pazuzu finally felt relieved.

Although there seemed to be no danger, this cautious demon lord still needed to make final, thorough preparations before officially storming into the demon's territory to rescue the people...

Pazuzu suddenly spread its four wings and flew into the tower behind it:
"Both of you."

"I need to leave this rocky mountain temporarily, but I'm worried about being ambushed after leaving the base camp."

"Therefore, I would like to trouble you two to come with me on this trip. If nothing unexpected happens, we will be back soon."

From the deep shadows of the tower, a massive, powerful figure rose to his feet, raising an exaggeratedly large hammer:

"Hey Pazuzu, you need to come to me for something like this? Aren't you being a bit too cowardly?"

"Never mind, I'll just treat it as a chance to stretch my muscles."

"You said you'd soon have a chance to fight those annoying humans and that's why you called me here. But it's been days and we still haven't had a chance to fight. I've been cooped up in this crappy tower of yours for so long, it's time to get some fresh air!"

From the deep shadows, another tall and elegant figure slowly emerged, his voice solemn and sacred:
“Alright, Pazuzu. I’ll go with you.”

"Let me possess your body."

…………

The Plains of Ten Thousand Abyss, behind the area occupied by the Demon Legion.

In the tranquil night, bathed in a crimson glow, the dark, viscous River Styx flowed by, emitting a foul stench.

Near the numerous prisons where humans were held, patrolling demons would occasionally walk by.

boom!
A cloud of black mist exploded.

Two enormous demonic figures emerged from the dark mist and appeared beside the prison where the paladin John was imprisoned.

One of them is a demon lord who combines humanoid and bird features, possessing four wings and eagle claws.

—【Wind Demon King】,【Lord of the Sky in the Lower Dimension】, Pazuzu!
The other was a gigantic, bow-legged giant wielding a massive frost hammer, surrounded by howling, swirling, and frigid winds and snow.

—【King of the Frost Giants】, 【Lord of Wrath】, Koschutch.

—This demon lord, who has harbored resentment ever since being defeated by Elion and does not want the magic empire Eldoron to control the first layer of the abyss, has recently chosen to cooperate with the wind demon king Pazuzu!
Two high-ranking legendary demon lords, renowned even in the bottomless abyss, were simultaneously teleported to the rear of the demon's stronghold!
Upon seeing the appearance of the Wind Demon King Pazuzu, the Holy Knight John inside the prison revealed an uncontrollable ecstasy in his eyes.

"Do it!"

The next second, emerald green ripples spread out, covering the entire area.

The space is blocked.

"No, there's an ambush!"

Pazuzu reacted immediately and was about to break the spatial blockade when he saw three burrowing worms emerge from the soil in the wasteland in front of him.

Then, the transformation magic on the three burrowing monsters was dispelled, and they turned into three familiar figures.

Elion, the High Mage of Eldoron, clad in pure golden energy armor and wielding arcane light.

Zariel, the devilish grand duke, clad in dark armor, wielding a sword, and with flames burning on his head.

The towering, muscular, devilish overseer, Bell, who wields hellfire in his hands.

—The latter two great demons were transformed into creatures with the ability to burrow underground by the mage's arcane magic, and they have been lying in ambush underground, just waiting for Pazuzu to walk into their trap!

"Legion of Hell, heed my command! Join me and Overseer Bell in taking down these two demon lords!"

(End of this chapter)