CH 121 The King's Banquet

The candle flame was brilliant, illuminating the severed head that was placed on the exquisite silver plate, which only made it look even more hideous and terrifying. As an ancient lord who climbed out of the Wall of Insects, even after death, the head still retained an extremely oppressive power towards mortals. The King put down his goblet, and took the tray from the Devil.

He held up the silver plate with one hand, and raised the bloody head to eye level.

The eyes of the lords followed the King's movements.

"Three horns and four eyes, shaped like a crocodile's head, with old scales…..Nice to meet you, Mr. Bemos." The young mortal monarch looked at the head as if admiring a work of art, his tone was soft and held sincere pity. "Unfortunately, it looks like you won't be able to enjoy today's feast."

Some lords who were not born as early did not notice one thing until now. With so many evil lords from hell gathered together, the oppressive power they emitted alone was enough to crush ordinary mortals into minced meat. But the silver-haired monarch sitting on the throne did not even bat an eye from the very beginning.

Terge was the lord with scales on his upper half and compound eyes covering his body. Just now it had been dazzled by its greed for the ring of authority worn by the King, and it almost pounced forward directly. At this moment, after regaining its senses, Tild looked at the King who was holding up the silver plate on the throne while musing softly, and suddenly shivered, feeling an inexplicable danger and fear.

"Mr. Bemos is indeed very sorry."

The Devil stood up, bowed slightly, and spoke sincerely.

"So, it has offered this thing to you as an apology."

The Devil spread his hand, and a bone ring lay quietly on his palm.

When they saw the bone ring, the breathing of the lords in the hall became much heavier. They greedily looked at the bone ring that had become ownerless at this time, their eyes flickering.

That was the bone ring authority of "Gluttony and the Evil of All Things".

The Devil seemed to notice something. He turned his head inadvertently, his eyes sweeping over the faces of all the lords, and the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a dangerous smile.

"In that case, please invite Mr. Bemos to take a seat."

The King handed the silver plate to the bloodkin servant standing aside, and then stretched out his hand under many greedy eyes. He touched the bone ring on the Devil's palm with the bone ring on his finger, and the bone ring, which symbolized the power of gluttony, shattered into some small specks of light and melted into the bone ring on the King's hand.

Seeing this scene, the pupils of the lord who had stopped briefly to look at the military heavy industry base earlier dilated, turning into a thin line.

It had a bird's head, covered with black feathers from the chest up, and had two wings on its back, but the bottom half was that of a giant python. Its eyes were the shapes unique to cold-blooded reptiles, cold and sinister. It was the head of all reptiles and birds, and it was also one of the oldest lords who crawled out of the Wall of Insects.

The Basilisk.

The bloodkin servant walked up to the Basilisk with a silver tray, and respectfully placed the head of the dead Lord Gluttony on the banquet table.

The Basilisk's snake tail with bony spurs slithered slowly, and patted the cold rock slab gently. The lord sitting opposite Basilisk raised its wine goblet and shook its head slightly at it.

Above, the Devil had humbly stood by the King's right hand, replacing the bloodkin who sent the former Lord Gluttony to its seat as the King's personal attendant. In a low voice, he introduced to the King that the one sitting opposite of the Basilisk was the lord of deceit, the Trickster.

The King glanced at the "Trickster" mentioned by the Devil. Among the many burly or hideous lords, the Trickster looked very shabby and inconspicuous. It was thin and small, as dry as an ugly old monkey, with a pair of crumpled bat wings trailing behind it.

Its strength was indeed as it looks, very weak. To put it bluntly, any ordinary hell lord could kill it head-on. However, the Trickster was also one of the first lords to climb out of the Wall of Insects, and one of the most stable lords in the realm of hell.

The lord in charge of the authority "deceit".

The King casually raised the wine goblet again, and the Devil filled it for the King with the strong wine called "Night Rose".

He raised the golden wine goblet.

"Although it's a bit regrettable, some of our friends don't seem to plan to come to this banquet." The King gestured at the one-third vacant seats and toasted, "However, one thing to be happy about, everyone here is still bearing in mind the contract signed between hell and the Rose family more than a thousand years ago and still came to the appointment today. For the old covenant of hell, cheers."

"We are also very happy to see that after more than a thousand years, the blood of the Rose family still exists and is able to fulfill the contract from back then." The Trickster laughed, and its tone was very ingratiating. The King on the throne raised his goblet, "To the eternal friendship between hell and the mortal world, I would like to drink to all of you!"

After the Trickster raised its goblet, the Basilisk looked displeased and remained motionless.

At the banquet, those lords who were born later were astonished.

The Old Covenant of Hell.

This was a strange yet familiar existence to all hell creatures. Any creature in hell knew of the "Old Covenant of Hell", which was said to have been practiced for a brief period as the rules of hell more than a thousand years ago. It was precisely because of the existence of the "Old Covenant of Hell" that the Blackstone Royal Castle was the symbol of the kingship of hell and the seat of the highest throne.

However, they didn't know until today that the Old Covenant of Hell was actually related to a human family.

The little lords looked left and right, at the Trickster raising its goblet, then at the Basilisk who was sitting still, and then turned their eyes to the King and the Devil, wondering whether they should toast or not.

Although every hell creature knew the existence of the "Old Covenant of Hell", after hell's vitality died off, the Old Covenant of Hell had not been awakened for a long, long time. For ordinary hell lords, this was the first time they have received a call from the Blackstone Royal Castle. The moment they received the invitation, they did indeed feel the existence of the rules of hell, and the power of the rules warned them that if they did not come, they would be punished.

".....When the order is issued from the throne, all the lords should answer the call to come."

This was the first article of the "Old Covenant of Hell".

The secrets related to the Old Covenant of Hell and the Blackstone Royal Castle were too ancient. Most of the ordinary hell lords who came to the banquet made up their minds to observe the actions of those ancient lords.

One must know, hell had been in chaos for so long, and the lords have long been accustomed to the days when they were kings, and no one wanted to bow down and become a vassal again.

——What's more, to actually bow their head to a mortal?

"What a pity."

The King shook the wine goblet. Looking at the dark red liquid in the goblet, he chuckled lightly.

"I thought that only mortals have a short lifespan, so it is difficult to remember what happened in the past. Unexpectedly, even the lords of hell, with long lifespans, cannot overcome the erosion of time. My many friends from hell, it seems that you don’t even know the original contract?”

"Please excuse us."

The Trickster laughed loudly and looked around while holding his wine goblet.

"Old fellows, the old covenant of hell was signed more than a thousand years ago. At that time, the war of doomsday spread to heaven and earth, and hell was also shrouded in the dusk's bloody sun. The lords of hell at that time formed an alliance and signed a treaty with the mortal world. Now you are all weathering fierce winds every day, and unable to absorb any power from the mortal world. But the previous hell was not like this. In the past, we were able to go out from the gate of purgatory and enjoy the pleasures in the mortal world.”

"In fact, my friends from hell, you can still go out from the gate of purgatory and leave the desolate and barren hell as before." The King said with a smile, and he raised his goblet in the direction of Legrand's military heavy industry department, "Lords, I believe you must have seen the humans working here, right?"

The eyes of the lords at the banquet flickered.

There was no one who wanted to crawl out of here more than the lords of hell.

At the beginning, the lord of "greed and ill-gotten wealth" tried every means to send his envoy ship into the mortal world through the gaps of hell, so as to secretly obtain wealth and power from the mortal world. In hell, the lords fight every day, just to seize more cracks that could communicate with the mortal world.

The living conditions here were too harsh.

"You can open the gate of purgatory?"

The Basilisk's eyes fell on the King's hand, its pupils as thin as silver threads. It was watching the Devil standing beside the King. They had fought each other before, and although neither side had used their full strength, they knew that the strength of the other party was about the same as their own without special outside assistance.

In truth, his power should even be lesser.

Because the Devil lost his name.

The older the lord, the more aware of the importance of the name. The Devil who had lost his name was a fellow who had been cursed and abandoned by the world, and there was no place for him even in hell. The Devil without a name had no authority whatsoever. The strength of Lord Gluttony was similar to it, but it died in the hands of the Devil. This made the Basilisk have no choice but to be vigilant.

Its tail beat faintly at the ground.

"The revival of the old covenant of hell is enough to prove this." The King replied calmly. He waved his hand, and the bloodkin servant next to him came forward with another tray covered tightly in a metal lid, "Of course, it's nothing to brag about, because we're not the only ones recovering our vitality."

The bloodkin servant lifted the metal lid, and all the lords in the hall subconsciously showed disgust.

A platinum cross was placed on the tray, and the cross was covered with a layer of faint light.

"The angels have descended from the clouds, recruited believers in the mortal world, and established their own kingdom." The King said lightly, "While you all still have to stay where you are, waiting for the final judgment, they have torn open the sky and come with their heralding horns, and then let hell once again be destroyed in annihilation and death once and for all?"

As he spoke, he raised his head, his eyes seeming to pass through the icy rock, and looked up at the distant sky.

The Trickster's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly calmed down again.

It was just thinking too much.

"Angels won't step into hell easily. They would rather destroy the Rose family that had stubbornly resisted them for thousands of years." The Trickster said calmly, separating the lords of hell and the King on opposite sides, "In fact, you have also seen that hell is not as powerful as before, although we are still willing to form an alliance with the mortal world, but the contract of the past is no longer suitable for today."

The King's expression was indifferent: "Then, lords and gentlemen of hell, which parts of the old contract do you want to change?"

"The part about the Blackstone Royal Castle."

After the Basilisk spoke up, it slowly straightened up, staring at the King with cold eyes.

"The alchemists have already turned to ashes, and today's human beings have long been ineligible to occupy the Blackstone Royal Castle in the contract. Hell is not the hell from a thousand years ago, and the Rose family is not the Rose family from a thousand years ago. Thus, the old order should be thrown into the fire."

"For example, you want to cross the taboo and act as the ruler of hell yourself, don't you?"

The King smiled.