Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 892  Loki Has A Plan

Now that they have a king, you want to enter with gifts. I say we attack this Earth and show them the power that we command. Once we plant fear in their hearts once more, they will come back crawling to us... their gods!" Hera spoke with such dedication and focus that many gods nodded in response. However, another god spoke up, "is this not the act of cowards?" A light almost innocent voice spoke up, "For years since they had their apocalypse, we did not help nor interfere and now, we want to rule them and feed off their worship. Is this truly the mannerism of gods? Or have we fallen so far that we have no shame."

These words made the gods go silent a bit. It was true. Their race believed in honor and dignity, but their quest for survival had made them tumble down very extreme paths. In fact, they were times that they would rather die than perform such a shameless act. However, when truly presented with the prospect of dying, their zeal for survival and sustenance proved to be more resilient than their so called Honor.

The silence was brief as Hera suddenly spoke up again, "Demeter, is it you that speaks? No wonder. From what i gather, the new king of the eighth earth has named the primary plane after you. You must be very smug about this. At least, it is possible for the motals to mistake worship and direct it to you. Surely, you must know this and that is why you want to backstab your own kind." On saying this, the anger of the other gods was suddenly excited and redirected towards Demeter.

Demeter's anger was also excited, "Hera, don't you dare make this about me. You and I both know that I have nothing in the naming of the primary plane. Besides, I begged this counsel time and time again, that we may go down there and help the humans against the Demons. That way, we could have come as Heros, and surely, they would worship us as their gods. but No! Your fear of the Royal Demon families storming this place kept you in place. You all claim to be gods, and yet, none of you is deserving of your positions or even titles." "ENOUGH!* A sharp deafening hum rang out across the assembly, and every one was forced to keep quiet. "I have heard what you both have to say. And I have come to a conclusion," Odin turned towards Demeter, "i admit we were wrong in our decisions my dear, but these are very trying times for our kind. Our number is only a fraction of what greatness it had at its peak, and even worse, there is not enough worship or faith to go around. Many are surviving on those accumulated over the years. The Elder Gods, and many of the major gods are still in slumber, hoping to recover some of the strength that was lost in that great battle that pulled the Morningstar from his throne. Demeter, we are dying. And as such, we would, and should do whatsoever it takes to survive."

He then turned to Hera, "you speak of domination and subjugation, but from what I gather, even you are still injured from that War with the Morningstar. Sending you out there is a practical summons to your end. You wont survive it."

Hera nodded, "i only need a bit of more rest before i am ready to go back out there. But I dare say that we hurry with our plans. If we are planning of conquering the primary plane, then it means that the Demons, both Royals and noble families must be planning the same thing. In fact, I reckon that even entities would try take advantage of this opportunity. they were many of them that also lost a lot with the battle against the Morningstar. I can think of some right now." "I agree," Odin responded, "at least, those of the Rainbow bridge will not let this opportunity pass them by. Fortunately, our nature grants us a much easier access to the Primary Plane. also, according to the cosmic rule, that plane has a max of great demon for entry. Of course, ones we take it for ourselves and one of us becomes its new king, we shall change the standard for its power entry." On Saying this, Odin turned to the gods. to be more specific, he turned to the minor gods. "Who shall go down to the eighth earth and bring our race this honor?" The place was silent for a while, and then a deep groaning voice was heard. It sounded like the gnashing of teeth against iron. "We will!" Two figures path ways through the crowd as he stepped forward. The moment they did, there were sudden whispers amongst the gods. many of them even cheered. Odin took a look at the fellows that had come forward and shook his head, "Even I cannot help but pity that mortal king..."

Demeter saw this and for the first time since this meeting began, she could not help but agree with what Odin said. "The new king is finished!" she muttered lowly. Soon, the meeting was over and the gods dispersed, each to their own vices and sub plane. As Demeter left, floating against the golden grasses, a figure, in form of mist just like her, except dark floated close to her. "Loki, what do you want?" Her tone was not a friendly one. "Me, well, i was only seeing to excort you a bit, back to your sub plane." "I do not need an excort. I can handle myself just fine." She replied as she continued on her way. "Oh, but can you?" he interrupted her again, "Even in this form, I can tell the look in your eyes. you want to help the Human king, don't you?" *WUSH!* immediately, she grabbed him and slammed him against a tree at a corner, "-If you try to tell anyone anything, I will lock you in my domain pit for the next one thousand years!" "Wait! Wait!! Wait a minute. I have not come to stop you. if i did, I would have gone to Hera instead. In fact, I am here to help you. After all, we both know that getting worship is far easier for me. Men give it every day in the lies they tell one another.

But unfortunately, for some very special reasons, I can't get my hands on all that worship."

Demeter suddenly felt a bit agitated. and slammed him against the golden tree again. This time around, even harder than before. "Tell me, Loki. What do you want, and it better be a good enough reason, because I hear my sub plane pit can burn even demons. Last I remember, you still share some origin with that kind."

However, Loki did not try to stop her, nor did he shiver from her threats. Instead he chuckled lowly, "As you know, the limit for entry into that plane by the cosmic rule is the great demon realm. when the apocalypse came to that world, the royal families whether willingly or not had their subordinates compete for the right to be king of the plane. I am sure like myself, you guessed that they ended up killing themselves and that is why a human took up the opportunity to make himself king. This is the only logical explanation."

"I am aware of this!" Demeter responded. "I am sure those that intend to attack the primary plane are also aware."

"Good! In that case, why don't you and i strike a proposal. After all, you are a Major god, and will not be able to access that plane on your own..."