Ashen Dragon

"Stop! You dimwitted spawn of the Abyss!"

Piere flapped his wings, hovering high in the sky, and let out an aggressive roar at the distant Black Water Lord, as the twelve angelic heads on his waist also screamed.

With his appearance, the unique pressure of Avernus poured forth, sweeping the heavens and the earth.

Even the black clouds formed by the black water were scorched clean by the flames, and the pitch-black rain did not fall, replaced instead by Hellfire shrouding the sky. On the ground, those slime monsters and decayed pioneers also ignited spontaneously, turning to ash amidst their dreadful howls.

Two forces containing the deepest malice of the Multiverse clashed and combated, creating terrifying ripples.

Although both were Evil Spirit Light, the Black Water Lord released chaotic, unordered abyssal black light like countless tangled venomous snakes, while Piere released distinct threads of blood light, evil yet full of order.

Chaos and order—this is the difference between Tanari Demons and Batiz Devils, and the fundamental reason for their eternal blood war.

"Long live Lord Baal!"

"Praise the Master of Avernus!"

"Mighty and wise Duke, your strength is unmatched, and those worms from the Abyss are only fit to crawl at your feet!"

"Oh, my supreme Lord, your Wisdom would astonish the most cunning Heart Snatching Demon, and your might can make the most prideful Giant Dragon tremble!

Allow your most humble servant to kiss the shadow you cast down—that would be the lifetime honor of us Devils!"

Seeing the Hell Lord arrive, the Devils stopped their fleeing feet and cheered, using extremely flattering and almost sycophantic language to praise the Lord in the sky.

Then someone raised their Longsword and steel fork, shouting, "For Avernus! For the great Piere! I will battle the demons unto death!"

"For Avernus!"

"For the great Piere! Long live!"

Soon, under the Devils' relentless shouting, the sound was like mountains roaring and seas crashing, echoing across this vast battlefield.

For Devils, understanding the situation, and flattering was a mandatory course; those who could not see the reality had long died in the endless plots of Hell.

Piere naturally understood his subordinates' hypocrisy; this group of cowardly guys had just been desperately fleeing and now turned into "warriors to defend Avernus to the death."

But Piere didn't care about the Devils' true thoughts; he just looked around, nodding satisfiedly while making a note of the name of the Devil leading the shouts—hmm, he reacted quickly, was sycophantic and cunning, a guy worthy of cultivation.

Piere then raised the Purgatory Longsword in his claw, pointing at the Black Water Lord, and said in a powerful and strong voice, "This is Barto Hell, the kingdom of order for the Batiz Devils, not your filthy, stinking dirty abode!

Filthy and stupid bastard—get back to the Abyss!" The voice was like thundering roars, deafening, and carried an irresistible command.

"Are you... Piere?"

The mouth on the Black Water Lord's tentacle opened and closed, layers of voices echoed, as if coming from the void, horrifyingly eerie.

Soon, an even deeper and hoarser laughter sounded: "Koschech was right, Zareel is dead, and the one who replaced her is indeed a broken waste, a laughable Deep Prison Demon Refiner, without even complete Hell Authority...

One can see, Asmonthy just wanted a scapegoat."

Piere is one of the rare Hell Lords who climbed step by step from the bottom. Other lords are either Fallen Heavenly Creatures or inherently powerful ancient evils.

Only Piere still belongs in the promotion sequence within Barto Hell, a member of the 'deeply evil' Batiz Demon.

And the Black Water Lord's words apparently struck a chord with this Master of Avernus—or more accurately, the acting lord—the dark flames in his black eyes erupted furiously.

Piere swung his wings, flames scorching the earth, and an angry roar resounded through the sky: "Filthy demon, you seek death!"

"Hahaha, rest assured, Piere, none of this matters anymore—as Avernus is soon to become part of the Abyss! Sadly, you won't witness this grand scene!"

The Black Water Lord extended those twisted tentacles, attacking the Devil in the sky, while its massive mountain-like body continued to writhe, greedily devouring everything in front of it.

Hundreds of tentacles whipped out at an extremely fast speed, causing sharp exploding sounds in the air. Along with the swinging tentacles, black water splashed in the sky and once again fell like raindrops.

"Pitiful Hell bastard, I shall represent the great Will of the Abyss—to devour you!"

Faced with the slime-drenched tentacles, Piere's claws tightly gripped the Purgatory Longsword, swiftly slashing across, with the blade exploding in towering Hellfire.

At the moment he swung the Longsword, the whole of Avernus trembled, seemingly submitting to the authority of this lord.

"Swish—"

The space was torn apart!

And all hundreds of those tentacles were severed completely!

A scar hundreds of meters long appeared in the sky, with Magma like blood flowing slowly down like a waterfall, swallowing the black water flowing on the ground.

Hellfire climbed along the hundreds-meters-long tentacles to the Black Water Lord, continually burning his massive body, prompting this evil creature to emit painful wails and roars.