Chapter 487: A bumper harvest, the Hell Round Table, and another visit to the underworld (1W)

November, Alfheim, the kingdom of elves.

The fall of the Famine Knight heralds the end of the long summer.

The next day, the belated autumn rain arrived in the kingdom of elves, moistening the dry riverbed and seeping into the cracked earth.

Those forests that had originally died due to the law of famine, thanks to Yeats’s wind of recovery, sprouted new green branches, and because of this timely autumn rain, they quickly regained new vitality.

After the rain, in the quiet and moist forest.

The elf prince Peren had shaved his beard clean, revealing a face with strong contours and deep features.

Traces of the battle between the God of Food and the Famine Knights can be seen everywhere, and a layer of tender green grass has grown on the sunken land that was damaged after the war.

Peren leaned over and carefully pushed aside the green grass, and found a small oyster mushroom hidden in the wetland under the grass. There were dewdrops on the mushroom cap, and it was trembling slightly as if it was breathing.

The Elf Prince couldn’t help but smile knowingly. He patted the mushroom, carefully pulled it up, and handed it to the guard Quinna who was following beside him with a basket.

“The war just ended not long ago, and food is very precious… Let’s take these mushrooms back with us, and we’ll make soup with mother tonight.”

The short-haired elf nodded slightly, took the mushroom with a serious face, as if treating it as a precious medal, and solemnly put it into the bamboo basket, whispering:
“Your Highness, I would like to ask you a question.”

“What’s the problem?” Peren remembered that Quinna was younger than him, but had served as the captain of the Holy Tree Guard for many years. Now she was transferred here by her mother to maintain his safety.

Quinna’s eyes flickered, and she said sincerely:

“I want to know, are you and the great god of food who saved Alfheim really friends?”

Two days ago, the God of Food descended upon the Elf Kingdom at its darkest hour.

Not only did he save the situation from collapse, he also wiped out the Famine Knights in one fell swoop, putting an end to the catastrophe.

Moreover, with his own strength, he will bring the wind of revival to Alfheim, bringing new vitality and vigor!

Captain Quinna, the guard who experienced the battlefield in person and witnessed the great miracles of the God of Food, has regarded him as an idol and wants to find out any information related to Him!

The Elf Prince laughed in silence, pondered for a while, and said slowly:

“I’m not sure if it is true or not, but friendship shouldn’t be destroyed because of the disparity in status… so I think so, of course… this is just my personal opinion.”

He looked at Quinna and said, “Why are you asking this?”

Quinna’s eyes were filled with admiration, and she held the bamboo basket full of mushrooms tightly in her hands.

“Your Highness, to be honest… after I retire from the army, I want to join the Temple of the God of Food, follow His path, and make Him the god I believe in!”

Even the chief guard of the sacred tree worships the God of Food. It is not difficult to imagine how much respect the elves who have experienced all this and been saved by Ye Zhi will show him!

Looking at the thriving surroundings, Perron couldn’t help but feel a little emotional…this was what Yeats deserved.

“In my eyes, he will always be a friend of Perun and the elves.”

Perun smiled and lowered his eyes, looking at the spores of the mushrooms. After a rain, these spores will grow into delicious mushrooms to fill people’s hungry stomachs. The Elf Prince muttered to himself:

“This God who drives away famine and brings bread…is with us!”

The kingdom of elves, the palace of the holy tree.

The Elf Queen Estelle repeatedly asked Yeats to stay for a few days so that the elves could fulfill their hospitality.

Yeats prepared to leave on the grounds that he had important matters to attend to.

Queen Estelle felt a little regretful, but she couldn’t force it, so she expressed her gratitude to Yeats again and said with a smile:
“Peren has become much more mature… I think he must have been influenced by your virtues!”

Yeats shook his head and said with a smile: “There are many people who have made Perron what he is… His belief is strong enough, and with love, he is strong enough to bear the weight of a crown.”

As if someone had seen through her heart, Estelle’s eyes slowly lit up, and her tone unconsciously became excited: “Do you think… he is of course qualified?”

Perun is the only child of the Elf Queen.

But because he was so unruly, Estelle, who had received numerous accusations, was forced to exile him, partly in order to make him calm down.

Estelle was troubled by the question of who would inherit the throne and even considered abdicating it.

And now, Peren has matured a lot and even received recognition from the God of Food, which gives Estelle new hope!
“That depends on Perron’s own wishes.” Ye Zhi paused for a moment and said, “Of course, if there is a choice… between the throne and love, I think he will choose the latter without hesitation.”

A trace of sadness flashed across Estelle’s eyes. “I heard on the battlefield… he made a vow to the God of Love to serve him for life, which meant that he would never marry again. In exchange for this vow, the God of Love promoted him to the Holy Domain.”

Ye Zhi’s eyes moved slightly, and he smiled and said, “The road to becoming a king always requires sacrifice… His love has risen from the love of his small family to the love of the kingdom… This may not be a bad thing.”

Hearing the God of Food praising her child like that, Estelle, as a mother, couldn’t help but smile.

Immediately, Estelle, as the Queen of the Elves, swore an oath to Yeats and said solemnly:
“Your Excellency the God of Food, you will become a god that the elves will always respect. Your friends are our elves’ eternal friends… If there is anything we can do to help you, we will do our best!”

Yeats nodded with a smile.

The nine planes of the Nine Realms are Asgard, the Kingdom of Elves, the Kingdom of Dwarves, the Kingdom of Frost Giants, the Kingdom of Fire Giants and other nine worlds.

During this period of time, I have experienced three of the planes, and have gained full respect and faith in Yomheidun and Alfheim.

This belief will help me to build the Nine-ring Godhead…

Even… a glimmer of longing rose in Ye Zhi’s heart… If he could really sit on the Supreme Throne, he would also be able to gain the love of the elves, and this group of people who were born proud would not raise the banner of rebellion!
At this point, the journey to the Kingdom of Elves has come to an end.

To sum up the gains of this trip, killing the Famine Horseman, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, and eliminating a major worry was the focus of this trip.

As for rewards, the Elf Queen rewarded herself with the [Golden Bow and Silver Arrow] and the [Cloud Boat], both of which were extremely precious treasures.

The golden bow and silver arrows are the symbol of the authority of the God of Light’s “archery”. As long as one can fully digest the divine power contained in the bow and arrow, one can elevate archery to a level close to that of the God of Light, making archery a powerful skill second only to Yeats’ cooking!
The cloud ship is a vehicle that can be large or small. When it is large, it can accommodate huge prehistoric creatures such as the divine bull Odumbra and the divine pig Shahrimnir. When it is small, it can become as small as a piece of paper.

This ship, along with the Fingernail Ship of the Goddess of Death, is one of the two legendary warships. There are not many vehicles that can match it, and the famous Noah’s Ark in heaven is one of them.

It can be used for both attack and strategic retreat, and is suitable for both.

“Minerva also promised to give me a reward for defeating the Famine Knights. Let me go back to Asgard first!”

Yeats secretly felt a sense of anticipation.

After bidding farewell to the Elf Queen and old friend Perun, Yeats summoned a cloud ship directly in the sky above the Elf Kingdom, boarded the deck of the ship, and enveloped the entire cloud ship with divine power.

The cloud ship flew in the sea of ​​clouds, like a giant silver bird, with a cold glow on its hull and exquisite runes carved on it. The sea of ​​clouds was boundless, and the snow-white sails swelled in the wind. The cloud ship split the sea of ​​clouds at an incredible speed, leaving only a silver-white track!

Yeats wanted to test the speed of the cloud ship, so he did not use teleportation, but directly drove the cloud ship to the Rainbow Bridge leading to Asgard. Unexpectedly, the speed was far beyond Yeats’ imagination, and he could not catch up even if he used the Medes Wing Boots and the Wings of Poetry at the same time!

Trying to reduce the size of the cloud ship again, Ye Zhi discovered that the speed of this legendary vehicle could be even faster, and it could even race through the sea of ​​clouds!
Yeats suddenly thought of his old friend King Roland Louis, who also had a chariot, but it was of epic quality, a sun chariot imitated by craftsmen.

“I’ll have a chance to fight him,” Ye Zhi pondered, “I hope Louis won’t be so scared that he doubts his life…”

In an instant, the Rainbow Bridge came into view. Yeats steered the cloud boat across the Rainbow Bridge and entered the area of ​​Asgard.

Not long after arriving at Valhalla, a spatial fluctuation began to spread.

A goddess with bright eyes, white teeth, pure white skin and a long dress walked out of the portal.

“It’s good to see you back, Yeats.”

Minerva wore an olive wreath on her head, smiled, her bright eyes sparkled, and she said with her hands behind her back:

“You eliminated the Famine Knight without causing any trouble, and solved a major problem for Asgard. Very good, very good, and deserves praise!”

Ye Zhi thought to himself, are you trying to trick me by thinking you are a kindergarten teacher? Do you think I, Ye, will fall for your trick?
Having said that, Ye Zhi still relaxed and nodded:
“It was indeed a close call, thanks to the Hearth Fire and the Wind of Revival for restraining the Famine Knights, otherwise it would have been much more troublesome!”

Minerva’s expression grew slightly serious.

“The power I can mobilize is limited, and the goddesses of moonlight and darkness each have their own targets to guard against. You are Asgard’s most outstanding new god, and the one I trust and rely on the most…”

In fact, the magic goddess has many servants, such as Daisy who is the servant of Minerva. But compared with Daisy, Yeats is as reliable as a gold saint!
“So, I am very grateful to you, Ye Zhi. Because of your existence, the flame of hope continues to grow… The possibility of surviving the doomsday catastrophe is also growing.” Minerva stretched out her slender hand, gently touched Ye Zhi’s temple, and said softly, “Thank you for your hard work, Ye Zhi.”

A burst of fragrance suddenly wafted over, and the healing magic fell into Yeats’s body, driving away the fatigue in his body, and a cool feeling flowed into his limbs.

Yeats himself knew medicine, but it was difficult for a doctor to heal himself. Minerva’s healing magic relieved his mental fatigue, and he groaned in comfort:
“Hiss… Thank you for your help, Goddess Minerva.”

Minerva smiled slightly, as if she was very satisfied with Ye Zhi’s reaction, and said gently:
“As agreed, I have prepared your reward… It is a reward for you destroying the Horsemen of Apocalypse for Asgard.”

Minerva paused for a moment, a sly look flashing across her eyes:
“Can you guess what the reward is?”

Ye Zhi complained: “At least it can’t be food.”

The God of Cookery can create food himself, and it is genuine divine food. You won’t feel hungry for a month after eating it. If the reward is food…then what’s the point of rewarding him!
Minerva was in a state of hesitation, and asked hesitantly: “How did you know?”

Ye Zhi was stunned and asked blankly: “Is it really edible?”

Minerva did not answer, but waved her hand to draw an arcane circle.

An ancient aura surged out from the magic circle, and immediately a dazzling golden light flashed!

A wild boar with golden mane stood in front of Yeats, its two golden fangs shining, and its body radiant like the sun!

Yeats was shocked and said, “What a shiny wild boar!”

Minerva cleared her throat and said, “This divine pig is called Gulinbosti, also known as the Golden Bristle Pig. It was originally owned by the God of Fertility, and later it was taken into the treasury of Asgard…”

Compared to the giant divine pig Sahrimnir, which came back to life and whose meat could be eaten by all the heroes in Valhalla, the size of the golden-brissed pig in front of him was not that impressive, about the size of a chariot.

Ye Zhi looked around the golden wild boar and exclaimed: “Which do you think tastes better, the pork of the golden-brisled boar or the pork of Sahlimnir?”

“it’s me–“

Standing in the valley outside Valhalla, the divine pig Sahlimnir, with ears a hundred times larger than a palm leaf fan, heard the conversation between the two gods through the sound of the wind and emphasized:
“My meat tastes better!”

Ye Zhi: “…”

You are actually quite proud!
“The golden-brisled pig cannot be eaten, but it can be eaten… In short, the golden-brisled pig is not a living creature, but a manifestation of authority.” Minerva said, “Just like the hearth fire and resurrection swan in your divine domain, it represents a kind of power of the gods.”

“What authority?” Yeats asked curiously.

“【Five Grains】.”

Minerva said: “The golden-brisled pig symbolizes the maturity of the five grains on the earth. I will give this magical pig to you, and you will also have the power to control the five grains in this world…”

“With the help of the golden-brisled pig, you can make the crops abundant, and you can also use your divine power to create the seeds of the crops.” Minerva said with a smile, “Although it is not a complete [Law of Abundance], with the golden-brisled pig, you, the God of Food, can have a certain say in the field of agriculture. How do you think? Is this gift to your liking?”

Yeats was actually somewhat moved: “Minerva, you understand me. I just love farming!”

The holy object [Golden Bristle Pig] awarded by Minerva comes with a spell called “Abundant Harvest”, which can use divine power to bring about a good harvest.

Originally, Yeats could only create food and revive the withered land, but he couldn’t make the crops harvest good… With this holy object, he can make the land that was originally unable to grow crops suitable for farming, and his power as the God of Food will be more complete!

In addition, Minerva said that this [Golden Bristle Pig] can also run in the sky and the ocean, and its speed is faster than legendary monsters, making it a valuable mount.

Ye Zhi was slightly stunned.

The Hog Rider is actually me?
Gently patting the golden-brisled pig’s thick fur, Ye Zhi suddenly sighed:
“I was only at the first level at that time. If I had the ability to harvest grains in Morning Frost Ridge, I could have made a fortune just by farming, and I wouldn’t have to fight to the death…”

“In just four years, you were able to advance from the first ring to the eighth ring. To be honest, this is incredible.” Minerva said seriously.

Zuanya shouted, imitating Yeats’s abstract words: “It’s open without being closed?”

Ye Zhi put the drill on his shoulder back into his pocket with an expressionless face: “Ignore it, let’s continue the previous topic.”

Minerva was startled for a moment, then smiled and said:
“As for Ratatosk, I know him. He’s the little squirrel on the World Tree that likes to stir up trouble. I know he ran to your place a long time ago… I can see that you two get along very well!”

Ye Zhi thought to himself, yes, they are so compatible that they have become masters of Internet abstraction!
Following the principle of asking for advice when the Goddess of Wisdom is in front of him, Yeats took out the [Golden Bow and Silver Arrow] he got from the Elf Kingdom and asked the Goddess of Wisdom to help him digest the inheritance and divinity contained therein.

Minerva looked at Yeats with a complicated look and said:
“In your opinion, I seem to be omnipotent and can even help you master the inheritance related to combat skills?”

“What about that?” Yeats asked.

Minerva silently held her forehead and shook her head, saying, “I can’t help you with archery… Artemis under the Moon Goddess and the Black Knight who has obtained the laws of war are more suitable to teach you than me…”

“And if you want to obtain the complete inheritance of the [Golden Bow and Silver Arrow], the way is to improve your archery attainments and then use the last of the three bright stone tablets.”

Minerva said: “It takes time to improve your archery skills. It would be more convenient to find the stone slab… It would be better for you to go and bring the stone slab back directly.”

Ye Zhi pondered and said, “Then I will go to the human world first to see if the bright stone tablet in the Kingdom of Horus is real or fake?”

“No need to go.” Minerva said calmly, “I sent the sacred bird to investigate a long time ago. The stone tablet that the Chosen One of Anubis promised to give you… is fake.”

Ye Zhi opened his mouth and felt a chill on his back. This old spinster had been eyeing him for a long time and even sent the holy bird to follow him!
Fortunately, the Snowy Owl is not Minerva’s sacred bird, otherwise its underwear would be exposed… Of course, the Snowy Owl is even more diligent and talented than Minerva’s sacred bird!

“Where is the real Slate of Light?” Ye Zhi asked.

“In the underworld, the domain of the goddess of death.”

Minerva closed her eyes slightly, as if lost in memories.

“The Goddess of Death and the God of Light were childhood sweethearts. After the God of Light fell, the Goddess of Death collected many of his relics as a memorial…including this stone tablet.”

“The Goddess of Death was born in the First Age and is the oldest god alive today. I dare not step into her realm recklessly. This is why I have been unable to retrieve the stone tablet.” After saying this, Minerva stared at Yeats quietly.

Ye Zhi said, “I see. You want me to go to the underworld again, plant some flowers and cook some food there, build a good relationship with the goddess of death, and bring the stone tablet back!”

Minerva smiled like a white fox: “I like dealing with smart people, like you and Daisy… You are even smarter than Daisy!”

No wonder Daisy thought Minerva wasn’t interesting enough… this old maid was always scheming against others!

Yeats also unconsciously imitated Daisy’s address to Minerva, but of course he only dared to keep it in his heart, and coughed lightly:
“Of course there’s no problem going to the underworld, but what if other Apocalypse Horsemen show up again while I’m there?”

“Not again, but already.”

Minerva corrected Yeats’s words with a slightly solemn expression.

“According to my prophecy, the Knight of War has arrived.”

“What?” Yeats was surprised.

“Although the Knights of War have not officially appeared yet, the shadow of war has already enveloped the continent, and the influence of the laws of war is growing.”

Minerva said: “According to the records in the Book of Revelation, when the war of the Apocalypse comes, a great war will break out between the giant beasts Behemoth and Leviathan. These two legendary beasts will eventually become food for the survivors together with the giant bird Perseus…”

“Behemoth, you don’t mean the one I raise at home?” Ye Zhi said cautiously.

“Is it the Gluttony?” Minerva asked knowingly, glancing at Yeats.

“Yes.” Ye Zhi nodded honestly and summoned the purple-skinned pig.

The purple pig curled up its tail and trembled under Minerva’s gaze.

“That’s it,” Minerva said calmly. “It will be eaten sooner or later.”

Behemoth shuddered with fear, tucked its tail between its legs, and growled.

“Roar!”

Don’t eat me, I’m not tasty at all!
Glancing at the motionless golden-brided pig beside him, Behemoth quickly hid under the golden-brided pig’s body: “Roar!”

Eat it if you want, it looks more delicious!
Ye Zhi: “…”

This thing is the gluttony demon…who would believe it!

“Of course, the prophecy may also mean that Hell will use the power of Behemoth to fight against Leviathan in Heaven…” Minerva’s eyes narrowed slightly and she said, “Anyway, you go to the underworld. When the Knight of War really descends, I will try to take action myself!”

Minerva, Nyx, Lucia and other nine-ringed gods have been stationed in Asgard and have remained motionless, largely to guard against the unpredictable “supreme will” in heaven.

But the day of apocalypse is getting closer and closer, even the goddess of wisdom can’t hold back and is ready to perform miracles herself.

A more brutal war was about to come. Ye Zhi sensed the urgency of improving his strength and nodded:
“Understood!” “Let me ask you one more question… When do you plan to go to the underworld Helheim?” Minerva said.

“In two days,” Ye Zhi said, “I plan to go back to my territory in the human world and discuss with my fiancée about taking her to the underworld with me.”

This trip to the underworld is not only for Yeats to retrieve the Slate of Light, but also an opportunity to lead Grey to face the “Black Dragon King” Nidhogg.

If things go well, with the help of the Black Dragon King’s inheritance, Grey will hopefully reach the threshold of becoming an Eight-Ring True God!
Minerva didn’t ask any further questions, but just smiled happily:

“Well, you should be free today… Go cook me two dishes, and I’ll just have a simple meal here!”

Ye Zhi: “…”

It seems that you are asking this question just to get a free meal from the God of Cookery?
*
Material plane, Papal States.

In the solemn and dignified church, beams of light poured down from the stained glass on the ceiling, illuminating a figure standing silently.

The stern-looking woman wore a steel mask and closed her eyes in prayer. Her steel prosthetic limb glowed with a cold silver light.

Raphael, the healing angel who looked like a little boy, sat on the edge of a table, swinging his feet, and said meaningfully:
“Have you heard? Famula, there is no news from the famine knights we sent out…but the belief in the God of Food has begun to spread in the Elf Kingdom!”

God of food.

Hearing this name, Famula opened her golden eyes, her eyes were as cold as ice.

According to intelligence, the Famine Knight fell at the hands of the God of Food…the heavens suffered heavy losses!
“The God of Cookery… is it really Yeats Brown?” Famula still couldn’t believe it.

“Who else could it be? It’s the human who reached the Moon River before you. Now there are statues of him on altars everywhere!”

Raphael shrugged and spread his hands, saying, “We have all fallen into his hands many times. Sigh, he is such a troublesome human being. I don’t like him very much!”

Famula felt a little heavy-hearted. An indescribable emotion, mixed with hatred, hostility and a hint of recognition and respect, continued to spread in her heart.

Ye Zhi, like himself, is a mortal, but he achieved the Eight-ring True God earlier than himself.

This was an unparalleled achievement. Even though they had different positions, Famula had to admit that the other party was a unique genius.

In just four years, he was promoted from the first ring to the eighth ring… and he also killed two Apocalypse Knights in succession, bringing a huge blow to the heavens!

The miracles created by Yeats can no longer be simply described as luck… He has qualities comparable to those of the God of Light!

“There’s no reason for you to like him.” Famula said coldly, “He is a being that has the potential to inherit the Godhead of Light and the will of the God King. He is an enemy that we must eliminate.”

“That being said, Ye Zhi is no longer a weak mortal who can be easily defeated.” Raphael sighed:

“The Famine Knight fell right after the Plague Knight, both of them were killed by Yeats. Lord Michael was very angry, but he himself was held back by Lucifer…”

“Right now, you and the Death Knight are our few remaining trump cards.”

Famula’s mind moved: “Where is the Death Knight now?”

Raphael gave a mysterious smile: “You will meet Him sooner or later.”

“As for now.”

Raphael took out a scroll with only one red mud seal on it, located on the second row of the scroll. He said seriously, “It’s time to meet your fate, Famura.”

The coming of the Horsemen of the Apocalypse requires sacrifices and vessels. The Pope’s son and the gatekeeper of hell have both been sacrificed.

Famula’s mind was full of thoughts. She stretched out her silver steel prosthetic limb, grasped the scroll, and recited softly:

“When he opened the second seal, I heard the second living creature say, ‘Come!’ Then another horse came out, a red horse. And power was given to the one sitting on it to take peace from the earth—to make people kill one another. And a great sword was given to him…”

A horrible aura swept violently through the church along with the strong wind.

Raphael’s hair was blown by the strong wind, and his eyes gradually changed from surprise to shock, and then a strong enthusiasm surged, and he murmured:
“Yeats Bronte, your end is here!”

*
Hell plane, no return to city, Pandimaninan.

Located next to the sulfur smoke and lava rivers, the luxurious and extraordinarily beautiful main city of Hell was designed and built by Mammon himself. It is majestic and tall.

The spiral tower reaches straight into the sky, and at the top of the tower sits a magnificent palace.

The Temple of All Demons.

Mammon once suggested naming it the Pantheon, but Lucifer named it the Pantheon in order not to forget the shame of being thrown into hell.

Deep within the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.

In the conference hall, there are seven thrones set up next to a semicircular table.

In the very center of the throne, on the towering silver throne, leaned an extraordinarily handsome silver-haired demon god, with indifferent eyes, revealing an arrogant and aloof temperament.

Lucifer, the Lord of Hell.

On another golden throne, a black-haired beauty covered in gold jewelry lazily crossed her legs, looked around at the other thrones, and spoke first:
“I say, you all already know what happened in the Elf Kingdom, right?”

Seeing that the other demon gods did not speak, Mammon continued:
“The God of Food killed the Famine Knight by himself. His strength cannot be ignored among the Eight-ring True Gods!”

The gods remained silent. Lilith, the goddess of lust, smiled softly and said:

“I’ve been in contact with that God of Food… How should I put it? He is a true genius, and his promotion speed is even faster than Mammon’s money-making speed!”

Jealous of the devil, the vampire said coldly: “In my opinion, it is just like that, but the law happens to restrain it!”

Mammon sneered, “Agares, you have jealousy written all over your forehead!”

The position of the Gluttonous Demon was vacant and nowhere to be seen.

The throne of the Sloth Demon was closest to the round table. A demon from the Dream Demon Clan stretched out his Dream Demon Tail and finally placed his big chest on the round table. He yawned lazily and squinted his eyes and said:
“So… what was the topic…?”

Towards the second half of his speech, the voice of the Demon of Sloth became weaker and weaker, and finally he simply tilted his head and fell asleep on the round table.

“Belfinger has fallen asleep before we even discuss the topic?” The Wrathful Demon God Samael took off his glasses, wiped the lenses calmly, and slowly put them back on. “It’s hard not to get angry when working with such a lazy person.”

At this time.

Lucifer’s voice made the entire conference room fall into silence…except for Belphegor’s even breathing.

“The topic is whether we should form an alliance with the gods and fight against the heavens together to prevent the end of the world.”

Lucifer crossed his fingers and placed them on the round table, posing an oppressive posture, and said slowly:
“This topic was first raised by Mammon… She believed that human desires were the foundation of hell, and saving humanity before the end of the world was the key to keeping hell going.”

“And in Asgard, a new god has emerged who has shown his prowess. With his strength, he is qualified to become an ally of Hell, but…”

Lucifer paused for a moment, and Mammon took over the conversation.

“It’s just that we can’t be sure whether he is sincere in wanting to form an alliance or just wants to use Hell as cannon fodder, right?”

Lucifer nodded: “The gods are cunning and sinister, and we must pay more attention to them.”

Mammon smiled and said, “Don’t worry, even though the God of Food is cunning, deceitful, greedy, and unkind, he is still very much like a normal human being in other aspects!”

The demon gods: “…”

Listen for yourself, is this a human being?

The Raging Demon God Samael, whose main hobby is watching others rage, as the second think tank of Hell, calmly analyzed:
“Whether or not we form an alliance with Asgard, we cannot sit idly by and watch the heavens destroy the human world… If humans are destroyed, where can we find a race with such insatiable desires?”

“call……”

“So, my idea is to first mobilize the army to prepare for the possible awakening of the War Knights and the Leviathan…”

“call……”

“If necessary, we can also be prepared to break our oath. I mean, we are not based on honesty…”

“call……”

Samael slammed the table and stood up, angrily saying: “My Satan, Belphegor! Can you please stop sleeping?!”

The busty nightmare rubbed his sleepy eyes, lifted his face from the table, which was too sleepy to open, and squinted to look around: “Is it dawn?”

Mammon sighed. Samael and Belphegor were indeed unreliable. Lucifer was the one who made the final decision. He turned around and said:
“Lord Lucifer, what do you think?”

The silver-haired demon god had a thoughtful look on his handsome face. In the noisy round table conference room, he whispered:
“To be honest, I am a little curious about this human who has been promoted so quickly… If there is a chance, I can meet him alone and discuss the details of the alliance.”

Mammon said seriously: “Promise me, Lord Lucifer.”

Lucifer asked, “Promise you what?”

“When you meet Yeats, don’t try the food he cooks for you.”

Mammon said with deep understanding: “What he added to the rice was not salt, but medicine!”

Lucifer looked proud: “…”

I want to see what’s going on!

*
Material plane, Morningfrost Ridge.

In Jiandong Castle, Ye Zhi was sitting in the familiar study and received a text message from Mammon.

“Long time no see, Mammon. Where have you been making your fortune after not seeing you for so long?” Yeats teased.

“It’s only been half a year since we last met.” Mammon said in a strange tone, “But you, in just half a year, you actually rose from the Holy Realm to a True God!”

“There’s nothing I can do. I can only say that I’m gifted. Even the three gods of magic, darkness and moonlight praise me!” Ye Zhi said shamelessly.

Mammon was surprised and asked, “You gave them three?”

Ye Zhi’s face darkened: “What are you talking about? What do you mean by give?”

“How else could you be promoted so quickly? I see that they used their own divine power to promote you to a subordinate god!” Mammon said in a tone as if he had discovered the truth, “Tell me, which goddess did you give it to?”

Ye Zhi remained silent, not knowing how to respond for a moment: “…”

Mammon was even more shocked: “All three?!”

Ye Zhi gritted his teeth and said, “When you come back, I’ll have a good time!”

“Then I’m really looking forward to it~” Mammon smiled gently and said, “By the way, I’ll come back to see you in a while, are you surprised?”

“Didn’t you go back to hell? Why are you here to see me?” Ye Zhi said unhappily.

“We still have a master-servant contract, and it’s still decades away. You are my dear master, meow~” Mammon made a lazy cat cry and chuckled, “Besides, I came here with a mission. I want to introduce someone to you!”

Ye Zhi asked curiously, “Who wants to see me?”

Mammon said, “Lucifer, the god of arrogance.”

Ye Zhi was surprised and said, “Him? Why did He come to see me? I don’t know Him at all!”

Mammon said calmly: “I came to discuss an alliance with you. At least we share the same stance on not letting humanity be destroyed by the apocalypse, so we have something to talk about… Don’t worry, compared to the other idiots, Lucifer is the most reliable one in hell!”

When facing a powerful enemy, we must unite all the forces that can be united. This is the way to slay the dragon.

Therefore, Yeats did not have much grudge against forming an alliance with Hell, as long as he struck the right balance in cooperation.

Ye Zhi weighed the pros and cons for a moment and decided to agree to meet with Lucifer. He said:
“Okay…but how am I going to receive him then?”

After all, the visitor is the Lord of Hell, the ruler of a dimension, so Ye Zhi cannot help but pay more attention to him.

“You are the God of Food, so of course you should use your expertise and your invincible food.” Mammon said with a smile, “It just so happens that I haven’t tasted your cooking for a long time… I will be back to see you soon, my master!”

“I have not been in the material plane recently. You can only meet Lucifer after I return.” Ye Zhi said seriously.

Mammon was stunned and asked, “Where are you going? How long will you be gone? When will you be back?”

“I will contact you when I come back… Just like that, the divine communication technique is out of juice!”

Yeats cut off the communication, stood up, left the study, and knocked on Gray’s door.

“Going to the underworld? No problem!”

Gray’s ponytail swayed as she laughed broadly:
“As long as I’m with you, Ye Zhi, I can go anywhere!”

Seeing Gray’s sunny smile, Ye Zhi couldn’t help but smile and nodded:
“The main purpose of this trip is to take you to see Nidhogg… He should know how to help you advance to the eighth ring!”

“That, that will be very troublesome.” Gray was a little nervous, not wanting to add burden to Ye Zhi. “In fact, I can slowly reach the eighth ring through my own practice… I can guarantee that I will not hold you and Xilude back!”

Ye Zhi rubbed Gray’s head vigorously and said with a smile: “What are you talking about! Follow me obediently. If the Black Dragon King doesn’t help you, we will stew Him!”

Gray burst out laughing, and the sense of estrangement after not seeing Ye Zhi for many days disappeared. She leaned against Ye Zhi’s back affectionately and stuck out her tongue: “I feel that Nidhogg must be very unpalatable… because his body is full of venom!”

“You’re just talking. Do you really want to eat it?” Yeats said sarcastically.

“Yeats, you…” Gray’s cheeks flushed and she clenched her fists in a protest.

Ye Zhi’s face turned serious, thinking of the Dragonborn’s terrifying power, and he sat up straight and said:

“Okay, I won’t tease you anymore… Let’s use the Ring of the Nibelung to teleport there… I need to pay a visit to the goddess of death first!”

The underworld, Helheim.

Standing gloomily beside the gate to the underworld.

The three-headed dog of hell looked up at the sky boredly, missing the taste of honey cakes.

at this time.

A piece of cookie covered with honey fell from the sky.

The three-headed hellhound in the middle opened its eyes wide, and green light appeared in its eyes: “Roar!”

Pie in the sky!

The other two heads sneered coldly: “Roar!”

I think you are so hungry that you are dizzy!
“Roar!” (Watch for yourself if you don’t believe me!)

Three heads looked up at the same time, staring at the honey cookies falling from the sky, stunned.

“Roar!” (Really!)

With the help of the ring, Yeats and Gray descended into the underworld and immediately appeared near the three-headed dog of hell.

Yeats used his divine power to create the honey cakes that the three-headed dog of hell loved most and dropped them from the sky.

I saw three heads biting each other for the honey cake, and the scene was quite lively.

Ye Zhi waved his hand gently, and produced more honey cakes, saying cheerfully: “Don’t worry, every head will have a share!”

The three-headed dog of hell chewed the honey cake with big mouthfuls, tears of emotion welling up in its eyes: “Roar!”

Those who are willing to give honey cakes are good people… and can pass through the gate to the underworld!

Gray leaned over and whispered in Ye Zhi’s ear: “The Goddess of Death asked them to guard the gate to the underworld. Will there really be no problems…”

Ye Zhi said calmly: “It has been a tradition since ancient times for the hellhounds to be fooled… just get used to it!”

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(End of this chapter)