Origin Player.

Chapter 797 The Devil Comes
At noon, the bell tower inside the prison rang out with a loud sound.

Twelve consecutive shots signal the start of outdoor exercise time.

Announcements were broadcast from the corridors of each floor of the dormitory building:
"Lunch and afternoon rest time is here, a total of three hours. Please move around in an orderly manner."

Prisoners emerged one after another from all directions.

Colonel Guangchen directed dozens of guards to maintain order, his expression somewhat anxious.

"Player's identity exposed, what should we do?"

From the shadows behind him, a fellow player from the battlefield of life, Qianliu, said, "The plan must proceed. We have paid too high a price. The assassination of the Deputy Minister of Justice cleared the way for you, which has led to the Night Special Forces relentlessly pursuing us. Seven players have already been killed, and dozens of players have had their identities exposed."

Colonel Guangchen said with a headache, "I understand your efforts, but to become the deputy minister, cooperation alone is not enough. The most crucial thing is the approval of the Chief of the General Staff. That old bastard Chief of the Justice Department has always been arrogant and I can't talk to him at all."

The Attorney General is currently in prison.

The special nature of the prison ensured a certain level of security and order.

Led by the Minister of Justice, dozens of fortress councilors who had been dismissed and then exonerated formed an alliance. The royal and Vauxhall factions had been trying to win over this force, but the councilor alliance remained wavering.

Upon hearing this, the player Qianliu fell into deep thought.

Currently, there are over two hundred players from various factions, concentrated in the Fu clan's camp. Even the Amitabha group, which these players have high hopes for, is actually Fu clan's spies.

If Colonel Guangchen could become the Vice Minister of Justice, the Fu clan could negotiate with the parliamentary alliance on the grounds of his release, and win votes for the highest power in the fortress—the Taiko Prime Minister.

Qianliu said, "I will inform Luo Zhengzong and Luo Jianxin. They are candidates for the Luo family, so it is normal for them to act out of line. Luo Jianxin is a player of our community and the president of the Lost Ones Guild. It is not difficult for him to plan a kidnapping."

The Attorney General has two daughters who inherited his blond hair.

The eldest daughter, Xin Xin, insisted on joining the army at a young age, which led to a break with the family. She later died on the battlefield in Tongchuan. However, the second daughter is highly anticipated. She is currently studying at the Doomsday Academy and has excellent grades. In the future, she will inherit the Xin family's resources in the Taige.

"Please act quickly," Colonel Guangchen urged. "Players from other battlefields will definitely come to kill me. The Medal of the Strong and the forbidden item are secondary; they will never sit idly by and let the plan succeed."

"Taiyu is the safest place in the fortress."

"Not necessarily. It's just that things seem calm now. This morning I received news that all three power companies supplying the Prison have run into problems. If it weren't for the Doomsday Academy next door having surplus power, the power might already be out."

The undercurrent fell silent.

The Prison Defense System consumes a massive amount of energy every day to maintain its operation. One hundred and twenty source energy machine guns are controlled by the Alchemy Machinery Central Hub. The master in charge of the project once racked his brains to reduce the energy standard to the point that it can operate simply by supplying electricity.

"Be cautious in the near future, and wait for my news."

"understood."

At the cafeteria window, Jiang He ordered a stew.

There was a communicator stuck to the bottom of the plate. Jiang He took it off and put it on his ear.

"How have you been lately?" Luo Yeli asked.

Jiang He tilted her head slightly. The sisters, Luo Yueju and Luo Yeli, even had the same opening remarks.

"Speak directly if you have something to say."

Luo Yeli hesitated, "I... my sister should have looked for you, after all, she cares a lot about her lost lover, but I'm not sure what she looks like, so I don't know if she can..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Jiang He answered in layman's terms: "177, 100-62-95."

A brief silence fell on the other end of the communicator.

"We were born of the same mother, what right does she have!"

Luo Yeli was a little out of control; compared to her voluptuous figure, she was practically malnourished.

"Wait, how do you know all this so clearly?"

Jiang He thought of the cotton candy-like breasts and calmly said, "My thinking ability has always been good. Let's get down to business."

Luo Yeli calmed herself down and said, "The Apocalypse Satellite System recently detected that several hundred Source Power users are active around Taiyu. I suspect that some forces have joined forces and are preparing to launch a strong attack on Taiyu, but the garrison brigades and fortress armies in various places have not made any moves."

"You need to be careful."

The royal and Fu factions maintained a strange silence regarding Taiyu.

Jiang He said, "Contact Yan Ning of the Yan family for me. You should be able to speak with her. Our garrison brigade has been on high alert recently, and there may be a need to take action."

Luo Yeli's heart skipped a beat. The word "we" was a bit too ambiguous when referring to the Fiend Guard Brigade currently stationed in Nanyang District. This force of 10,000 men was Jiang He's private army.

"Before tonight, you can use this communicator to talk to me or Yan Ning. Colonel Wu will also join the channel. I've been cultivating in the Luo clan's territory recently. Luo Zhengzong, Luo Chengying, Luo Jianxin, and Luo Qingshan have all advanced to the second round, just like me."

I heard the name Luo Zhengzong.

A hint of ferocity flashed in Jiang He's eyes.

—Aggression +8.

Luo Yeli gave a brief overview of the current situation of the succession war. Luo Zhengzong and Luo Jianxin had sided with the Fu family, while she herself, in step with her sister, had chosen the royal family.

Of the five candidates, Luo Qingshan is the youngest, at sixteen years old this year. He is studying at the Doomsday Academy. He is not very enthusiastic about the successor war. His ability to pass the first round is more due to chance. The reason is that one of the core young ladies of the Yuan family was kidnapped. Luo Qingshan accidentally obtained information about the Giant Enterprise Alliance delegation.

"It sounds a bit odd, like the idea of ​​someone chosen by fate."

Jiang He silently complained.

The fortress has three major gates: Fu, Yan, and Luo.

The five great families: Tie, Yuan, Mu, Yan, and Shan.

The former has S-level demigods, and the latter has multiple A-levels. The kidnapping of the core woman of a powerful family and clan, and the fact that it has developed to the point where a student has to demonstrate his abilities, is a low-probability event.

"I'm hanging up now. Is there anything you want to say to me?"

Luo Yeli's tone was somewhat uneasy, as this was the first time since they had met that they had lost contact for several days.

Jiang He died instantly.

Luo Yeli: "..."

I'll punch you sooner or later!
Jiang He sat down at the dining table. The old man opposite him had a full head of white hair, which was meticulously groomed. A burly man in sunglasses stood behind the old man, who had B-level strength.

Chief Xin said calmly, "Contacting the outside world privately is strictly prohibited by the Imperial Prison."

Jiang He said indifferently, "Then we'll see who wants to report me."

In fact, quite a few people saw Jiang He wearing the communicator, but given the death of B-level expert Yan Yang yesterday and the complete annihilation of Yan Yin, who wielded four Apocalypse Knights, even the surrounding guards chose to turn a blind eye to such a trivial matter.

Chief of Staff Xin lowered his eyes and said, "You are qualified to receive this honor by working for me."

no answer.

Chief of Staff Xin tossed down a business card, stood up, and said, "I'll give you a few days to think it over carefully. Remember, this may be your only chance in this life. Once I become the Grand Chancellor, you won't have the same opportunity again."

Jiang He became interested and started plotting how to kill it. After all, in his opinion, for this kind of guy, non-cooperation meant being an enemy.

With dozens of election votes, he could compete for the position of Taiko Prime Minister, and he certainly had the right to be arrogant. However, this Minister of Justice himself was not very strong and lacked source power cultivation.

"Then let's just make things chaotic."

……

Night fell, and the crimson moon shone like blood.

Jiang He borrowed the malice horn of the rabble, which can make words more persuasive, but it is ineffective against A-level and its effect is weakened against B-level. In a sense, it is a lower version of the forbidden item, Lover.

Jiang He wrote down a document of knowledge, the contents of which were not complicated. It recorded the ritual for opening the Demon Gate, and it was the type suitable for the Balrog to pass through. In the realm of mysticism, the Abyss is a sedimentary layer of the boundless void, theoretically connecting to countless worlds. To open the Demon Gate, one first needs a sufficiently strong symbol of "demon," and secondly, a sacrifice. In short, it is the trampling of life, reason, and virtue.

As for the auxiliary materials, they are extremely simple. The abyssal demons covet countless worlds and spare no effort in simplifying the ritual, making them a model of integrity in the industry. Common materials such as gold, silver, iron, sulfur, blood, and wine are sufficient.

The ritual knowledge has been written down.

Jiang He walked out of cell number 0002, his concept of "seeing but not seeing" allowing him to stroll calmly through the guardhouse.

The second floor of the dormitory building is the female prisoner area.

Jiang He wandered through the corridor like a ghost until she encountered a young female guard on patrol.

"Hello."

The female guard looked at the young man in surprise, her gaze fixed on his handsome face, and said incredulously, "How did you end up here?"

"It does not matter."

Like butter, as the conversation unfolded, the female guard's eyes gradually became hazy. She led Jiang He back to her room, where she lay obediently and expectantly on the table.

Jiang He paused for a moment, then said, "I'm a respectable person."

The female guard chuckled. "You're quite the joker. I can tell at a glance that you're a perverted, promiscuous, and violent man. A criminal like you probably grew up in a violent environment and has come to see wrongdoing as normal. There's no need to pity me. Let me feel your heat."

"What's the reason?"

"You're looking at me like I'm a water glass. Don't hesitate, isn't that why you started talking to me?"

Jiang He ignored the slander and said, "As long as you fulfill some small requests."

The female guard readily agreed.

Even with the forbidden item, Lover's power sealed, Jiang He's face and the Horn of Malice still managed to coordinate well.

The crude liquor, sulfur for killing insects, patrol iron rods, gold bracelets and other materials were gradually gathered. When the female guard began the ceremony, Jiang He reactivated his indifference and returned to his cell.

Inside the guardhouse.

On the nine-pointed star pattern painted with blood, the female guard, her face filled with fanaticism, chose to end her own life.

Mistakes made in the wrong way trample on virtue.

The lost self rejects reason.

The vanished vitality negates life.

Within the Great Prison that suppresses the forbidden demon.

A dark yet magnificent door rose up, and an aura of evil permeated the guard room, yet did not spill out. In the initial stages of its opening, the Demon Gate would not reveal too much, lest the powerful beings of the target world seal it away at a small cost.

A soft exclamation came from the darkness behind the door.

"A sub-legendary-level demonic treasure..."

In the half-destroyed world, where sulfur covered the land, news spread rapidly. After discussion, the several legendary-rank demon dukes decided that the relatively stronger one would provide compensation, while the other dukes would relinquish this opportunity to invade. The sub-legendary treasure, perfectly suited to the demon race, was worth a war that wasn't entirely all-out.

In a world half-destroyed, Duke Arnomod issued a war order.

The endless army of demons began to move, filling the world's surface. Several hundred demon marquises, at the peak of their heroism, led their troops as the vanguard. These peak-level heroes were above ordinary A-rank beings and below S-rank demigods in the night world.

"Initially, the space available for passage is still limited."

"I want more war, more death, and bigger doors!"

"A New World".

The murmurs, so loud they sounded like a tsunami, echoed.

Hundreds of demon marquises fought each other without any defense, and half of them quickly perished. Their blood and flesh were sacrificed, and the level of beings that could pass through the Demon Gate increased significantly. As a result, a heavily wounded demon marquis, despite the strong rejection from the Night World, forced his way through the gate.

Inside the guardhouse.

A fire demon, as tall as a normal person and covered in crimson patterns, descended. A pair of its four arms were severed, and its lava-like chest bore the horrific wounds left by a bone demon.

The Flame Demon Marquis greedily inhaled the surrounding air, while behind him emanated waves of heroic will, filled with furious curses.

"Quickly hold the door open!"

"Going there would have been too taxing; the door is closing."

"Hold on tight, we're starting the second round of blood sacrifice!"

The power of the night world surged in from all directions like a tide, and the Flame Demon Marquis felt immense pressure. Every move he made seemed to be carrying a heavy burden. His formidable strength, which was at the peak of the Heroic Era, was now almost reduced to the ordinary level, and he barely managed to maintain the minimum level of an elite.

This is the terrifying suppressive power of a fourth-order world against foreign invaders, possessing privileges that lower-order worlds do not have.

Once an intruder's strength exceeds a certain limit, it may even attract the world's corrective forces. However, players in the four battlefields have an initial identity each time they arrive, without such restrictions, thus becoming a cancer in the boundless void.

At the same time, the Demon Gate is shrinking at a visible rate. Generally speaking, the first to arrive can be a single powerful being or a vast army of demons. The key lies in the total amount of extraordinary factors, but it is mostly the former. The demon army is difficult to deploy in the early stages and is easily overwhelmed by the native creatures.

"No hurries!"

Marquis Flame Demon turned around impatiently.

In an instant, he was startled.

"Where's the door?! I can't see the door!"

"Alfred, what are you doing?!"

boom!
The Demon Gate is closed.

The power of "seeing without seeing" left Marquis Alfred standing there dumbfounded. As a Balrog, he had a high resistance to mystery and anomalies, but this change was silent.

"Could it be the influence of the legendary rank..."

The Demon Gate collapsed, and the abyssal aura, now free from its pull, overflowed, awakening all Source Power users of C rank and above throughout the entire Prison.

Top floor of the office building.

The warden abruptly sat up in bed, his face extremely solemn.

……

"Hehehe, there are quite a few extraordinary individuals."

Marquis Alfred sensed his surroundings and smiled.

There might be a legend targeting him.

But it doesn't matter. If you're so capable, come and kill him. I'll just give up my life. If I were afraid of dying, I wouldn't have grown into a Balrog like this.

"The magic-free zone is like a trap."

"I should investigate the situation first..."

Correct reason, when confronted with volatile instincts, crumbles in the blink of an eye.

Alfred's body erupted in crimson flames, like an active volcano about to erupt. His indestructible body trembled with a vast and raging torrent, and pure physical power roared out, descending upon the Prison like a hurricane.

"Who can stop me! Who can hinder me! Who can stop me!"

"I'm going to smash this world's teeth!"

(End of this chapter)