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Walking unconsciously, Shelley’s mind was working at high speed. Without saying what he had just felt, Shelley silently thought about the situation just now.
“She seemed to look… no, to examine me.”
“But the others didn’t have the same feeling as me.”
“So…”
This was not normal.
Shelley’s face was a little ugly. He had a lot of secrets, and he wasn’t sure which one had attracted the Lady of Pain’s attention. Shelley was a little unsure of the reason why the Lady of Pain had looked at him…
“The demon’s bloodline? The identity of a god’s high priest? Or…”
“The system?”
The saying that the Lady of Pain was a tanar’ri demon had always been spread in Sigil. Some even said that she was a succubus, the first succubus in the world.
Speaking of tanar’ri demons, one had to mention their rise… They were the undisputed masters of the Abyss at present. Although the near-infinite diversity of the Abyss meant that there were some areas beyond their reach.
Before the void demons who had fought with the ancient gods had disappeared, and before the tanar’ri demons had appeared, the Abyss belonged to the second generation of demons—the obyrith demons, until the [Queen of Chaos], whose true name had long been forgotten. She had united almost all the obyrith lords under her banner and had launched a war that had swept through the entire multiverse.
Those obyrith lords who were the spokesmen of the Abyss all possessed powerful strength, and the strongest demon lord was called a “prince.” Among them, the most famous was the [Obox-ob], who was born from the initial chaos and evil. So when the Queen of Chaos launched that great war, her first action was to launch a surprise attack on this demon prince.
Although her strength was exceptionally powerful, there was still a big gap compared to the first “demon prince,” Obox-ob. However, a bold and decisive action had brought the Queen of Chaos victory. Before this, no one had dared to try such an action, because that would undoubtedly have led to Obox-ob’s crazed retaliation.
As a result, Obox-ob was killed—although he had managed to let one of his avatars escape to the depths of the Abyss to hide. The other obyrith lords were deeply intimidated by this attack, and compared to the risk of being slaughtered, most of them chose to join the Queen of Chaos’s banner.
After the mortals appeared, their souls also came to the Abyss. The Queen of Chaos and some other obyriths had tried to carry out an evil transformation on these souls, and had finally created a new kind of demon.
The tanar’ri demon.
The first tanar’ri, born from the initial fear, was considered a failure. This was an ugly monster with long, serpentine arms, two baboon-like heads, reptilian legs, and a twisted tail. The Queen of Chaos had unhesitatingly discarded this failure and had continued with other transformations.
Compared to that failure, the subsequent tanar’ri were much better. From desire hatched the succubus, from jealousy was born the glabrezu, from sloth was born the vrock…
The most powerful tanar’ri demon was undoubtedly [Misca the Wolf-Spider]. When he became a demon lord, his power was enough to compete with those old-guard obyrith lords.
After bestowing the title of “demon prince” on Misca, the Queen of Chaos had launched that great war that had swept through the entire multiverse.
Although that attack on Obox-ob was so perfect, this time the Queen of Chaos had miscalculated. She had underestimated the power of order. In the end, her great army was destroyed, and the ancient gods of order had driven the demons back to the Abyss.
The imprisoned Misca had lost the title of “demon prince,” and the Queen of Chaos had had to flee to a layer of the Abyss called the Steam Swamp to hide.
The surviving obyriths had not yet recovered from the chaos when they suffered another heavy blow. With the purpose of “purifying the Abyss,” the army of the eladrin had launched a surprise attack on the demons. And the tanar’ri, who had once been the slaves of the obyriths, had also taken the opportunity to turn against them.
After a series of heavy blows, the obyrith demons’ power was gone. Their former honor and territory were replaced by the tanar’ri demons.
The antiquity of this matter was about the same as Sigil’s, so Shelley could not determine the time of this event and the true identity of the Lady of Pain.
“If she really is a succubus…”
He didn’t dare to think deeply about this problem now, so he could only continue to think…
“Or is it because of my identity as a god’s high priest?”
The Lady of Pain undoubtedly loathed the gods. The initial Sigil was not resistant to the gods.
There was once a nouveau riche divine being called Aoskar, who was the [God of Travel, Wealth, Opportunity, and Portals]. Gradually, Aoskar had almost become the ruler of Sigil. Everyone felt that he was more worthy of reverence than the Lady, because he was the true master of all the portals in the multiverse.
[Aoskar · Greater Deity]
However, the Lady seemed to be completely indifferent to whether he was popular or not… until one day, a dabus actually put on Aoskar’s robe and became his priest.
Under the Lady’s wrath, Aoskar’s magnificent temple was turned to rubble, and everything within six blocks was gone. As for Aoskar himself… hmm, a new corpse was sent to the Astral Plane. Some astral travelers even said that the Lady’s blades were still nailed to his corpse in the Astral Plane.
From then on, the gods were cut off from Sigil. Their priests could enter, and their agents were barely tolerated… but the gods were shut out.
“I’m a bit higher in rank than an agent…”
A high priest is the head of the priests, the husband of a god, and can borrow divine power…
“But she didn’t directly expel me just now. Does that mean… it’s still tolerable?”
Could this be a warning?
“As for the last possibility… the system?”
Shelley really didn’t dare to think about this possibility. What if he was really discovered…
Just then, a hearty laugh interrupted Shelley’s thoughts.
“Little brother, you don’t look so good.”
“How about a sip of my freshly brewed potion?”
“Maa!”
Then Shelley came back to his senses. He looked at the half-goat man with a goatee and laughed.
“Then I’ll be happy to accept.”
Shelley took the potion bottle before Catherine could make a move and then drank it without hesitation.
“Shelley, this…”
Morgan looked worriedly at Shelley drinking the strange potion handed over by this strange half-goat man…
Is this okay?
Gently waving his hand, Shelley knew… it wasn’t certain if this potion tasted good, but it definitely wouldn’t be fatal. Because the person before him was Uli Thousand-Cup.
The most famous potion appraisal master in Sigil.
