Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 382 Go to Hell

"You idiot! Even the maggots of the abyss have more brains than you!"

The expression on Kaojia's face did not change at all, but the words he spoke were so vicious: "The Lord of Delusion Land is our long-term partner. How could Grand Duke Dispater not know this?!"

"What..." "Patrick"'s expression suddenly changed. No one had told him this in advance!
"But please believe me, I have never received any relevant information... Neither the cult nor Diss have ever told me this!"

If he really knew, how could he induce the cult to adopt such means?
"Patrick - I'm not interested in knowing your real name - do you know what kind of changes your confession will bring to the Nine Hells?" The Devil's tone was grim, and the magic sword in his hand was already on the devil's neck. "The Lord of Dis on the second floor conspired to destroy the plan of the Lord of Malborg on the sixth floor? Who are you going to let tell this confession to the other adults?"

"Me? Or do you do it yourself?"

"No! Please have mercy!" The devil knelt on the steps in fear. He had always enjoyed the emotions of mortals and their souls, but now he could not help but become this kind of food. "I will be killed completely!"

"Or worse. You should know what Your Highness is in charge of, right?" Kaojia snorted. "You will be found guilty in Phlegesos on the fourth floor, and then taken to the prison in Malbork, where Your Highness will take custody! Unless..."

Kaojia fell silent, but did not take any action. She was giving the other party a chance, a chance to pick off the others.

Gracia obviously did not intend to go against a conspirator with paranoid delusions. On the contrary, she needed his strength. However, this kind of conflict was welcomed by the supreme being in Purgatory.

His subordinates were in a constant state of panic. Every grand duke was wary of his other colleagues. The fear of being replaced outweighed the ambition to take their place. This panic made them gather under the throne of the Lord of the Nine Hells, which was undoubtedly what Asmodeus most wanted to see.

And now, this stupid devil was trying to escape back to Hell through that shrine?

"If that's the case, then we also have..." The devil obviously thought of this, but his thinking was different from that of Kaojia. He raised his head and asked, "When power changes, we can also have more opportunities--"

"Tell me, Patrick," interrupted Kaojia impatiently, "have you ever been in the Abyss?"

"Yes, I once fought the devil in the abyss for three years." Patrick replied in confusion.

"And how long have you lived?"

"Uh, eight hundred years, or eight hundred and fifty years."

"Then you can go join the scum in the abyss. It's not too late to join them now," Kaojia said sarcastically. "Someone like you is only fit to do the most menial jobs in Purgatory because your abilities cannot support your ambitions."

"Don't you think there are few devils in the Nine Hells who think like you? Why can't most of them even leave their names? Only that lord can sit under the Eighth Layer Conspiracy and eventually rule all the worlds!"

The succubus was not a very patient creature. The blade of her magic sword kept hitting the devil's shoulders and cheeks to threaten him: "If you insist on your own opinion, I can completely wipe you out to prevent all future troubles. But if I do this, the higher-ups will probably be dissatisfied, which will affect my performance. Do you understand?"

"Be careful and don't try to provoke me." Patrick gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. "Okay, what do you want me to do?"

"I want you to say," Kaojia stared at the guy, "don't try to play tricks, it's useless."

"Well, this is all my conspiracy," Patrick made the final compromise after struggling, "The Grand Duke is completely unaware of this, it is all a reflection of my ambition!"

"I acted in the name of the Grand Duke, intending to corrupt and subvert the entire Molten Iron Cult. During the implementation process, due to the omission of information, Her Highness Gracia's interests were damaged... This is all my own responsibility. I am willing to bear all the consequences and compensate for all the losses - is this okay?"

"Well, it's okay. The details still need to be polished." Kaojia put away the magic sword and wings with satisfaction. Under the sunlight, the Yeti Hounds quickly disappeared into the material plane. The Shadow Dancer, who had lost his shadow, also fell lightly to the ground. "Go home, write a complete report, and then pray that the two archdukes will let you go."

"By the way, for the same reason, your plan that seemed to have failed due to various accidents was actually doomed to fail. This contract magician and I have been paying attention to all the developments from the beginning and hiding here. The halfling has no chance of winning."

The succubus turned around and was about to leave. After Yelena communicated this information with Gracia at Ron's instruction, she was urgently sent here. Now it was time to go back.

"Kaojia, let me remind you," Yelena suddenly said, "As Ron's advisor, I have the responsibility to report everything I see and hear to him. If he knew that you let this devil go for various reasons..."

"Who said I would let him go?" The succubus shrugged. "I just let this criminal fall into the hands of the people who should punish him the most. Those two half-elves should enjoy the pleasure of killing his first life, right?"

"As for when he returns to Purgatory, the laws of Hell will naturally punish him."

The door of the building was pushed open, and when the succubus noticed this, his figure instantly disappeared. When Ron and others arrived here, there was only a lonely devil left on the stairs, who took all the blame.

"It's the devil!" Ron narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Weaving Foreword wove several complicated magic circles behind him. "Are you the mastermind behind all this? Or does Dispater have some plan for the Delusion Land?!"

"Shut up, you country bumpkin!" The devil, knowing that everything was irreversible, roared at Ron, "How could that stupid autistic patient be worthy of participating in my great conspiracy! All of this is my masterpiece! Mine!"

"How dare you, a bunch of stupid ants, destroy my perfect plan and block my path! Every one of you deserves to die!"

"Come on! If you have the guts to challenge the future Lord of Dis, then come on! Let me fix all this and bring them back to their proper order!"

The flames controlled by the devil instantly swept across the entire staircase and corridor. Even the ice wall erected by Ron could not stop the power of the purgatory fire. However, in the raging fire, a long sword that was also wrapped in flames split the sea of ​​fire beside the user into two halves. In the devil's astonished eyes, a half-elf wearing heavy armor slashed his sword between his horns. Almost at the same time, under the protection of the tower shield, another black-haired half-elf went around the devil's back like a shadow, and the sharp and swift sword pierced his back mercilessly!

"Since you are the culprit..." Ivy stared at the devil's eyes, whose breathing was becoming increasingly rapid, and pressed the sword slowly and firmly, "Then go to hell!"

(End of this chapter)