Chapter 617 - 547: If You Can’t Beat Them, Join Them
Hell Law wished to respond to Amberser’s plan.
Chaos only suited Hell, a place where sinners are punished.
Without a comparison, there is no harm. Compared to the future depicted by Amberser, Duke Zariel’s current rule was too primitive and too gentle. It was all about fighting, fighting, and more fighting, with perhaps the occasional bout of torture. It was vastly different from the soul-penetrating torment devised by Amberser.
The entire first layer of hell was excited for this insane future, eager for this era to arrive sooner.
Every devil was forced to become a slave to wealth, dependent on the Magic Mirror.
Consuming wealth could simply obtain power, which was much easier than training oneself. The devils would become more corrupt, and then fall into a situation where no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t compare to someone who simply spent money. Efforts became meaningless, leaving only the despair of endless internal strife.
That was what they wanted, that was what Hell was!
Duke Zariel’s face turned sour. Although this authority was bestowed by the Lord of Hell, it was not entirely his. Yet the fact that Hell Law was compelled to respond so eagerly to Amberser’s performance was unusual, something Zariel had never encountered before.
If it weren’t for Zariel’s efforts to control the power of the first layer of hell, Amberser might have already gained "Law Embodiment" and directly become a Hell Lord, transforming from a mortal to a being with class god power.
"This damn madman! How could he come up with such a terrifying plan!" Zariel exclaimed.