Iqfauli

Chapter 417: Loyal servants.


‎Satan sat on the throne with her cheek rested on her fist, knowing the army had been completely obliterated. The Prime Lords stood there on the sides, staring at each other when they saw the changes in their master's expression.


"They have decided to join hand, the humans and the Orthias," Satan said with a smirk on her face. "Now this is what we have been waiting for," she giggled eerily as the whole building trembled.


‎"Master, we have lost so many Demon Kings and Demon Lords. They can be easily resurrected, but for them to regain their powers, it will take a while or too many souls to feed them. We also lost one of us, permanently..." A Prime Lord said, looking at Satan who seemed to be thrilled by the current situation.


‎Satan jumped down from the throne and walked down the stairs. The Prime Lords followed her without having to be told to do so. She suddenly stopped walking and turned around to look at the Prime Lords with her blood red eyes. A red lips with a wide grin from ear to ear and the flawless snow white skin made the Prime Lords tremble in fear.


‎"You think He would let His own creations die by the hand of mortals? We are the damned! We won't die and no matter what, we will come back to life as we are going to be punished eternally at the end of time. Do you think He would let us die and be free from divine judgement?" Satan asked with her eyes wide open and her pupils shrunk like a cat's eyes. "We are immortal, we are eternal!" She laughed frantically, the ground, the trees, and the sky trembled because of her laughter.


‎Ermaine squirmed in fear, but suddenly all the Prime Lords surrounded her and placed their hands on her shoulders. They were protecting a mere human from their master's power.


‎Satan slowly lifted her head and stared at the night sky. There was no sound or noise at all, it was a deafening silence for almost a minute. Her hand reached out to the sky, her palm trying to cover one of the moons.


‎"How many Corrupted that we have found?" Satan asked, and she glanced at the Prime Lords that were protecting Ermaine.


‎"15 millions, and we are barely covering a third of the area beyond the Blackcliffs, Master. We already sent a few millions out of the Blackcliffs, to the North continent," a Prime Lord answered.


‎Satan grinned widely as she pulled her hand down to her side.


‎"Bring all of them to me, now," Satan said, her voice changing into a deep demonic growl.


‎Without giving the command a thought, all the Prime Lords pushed their wings from their backs, ripping off the robes they were wearing. They flew away without making any noise, leaving Ermaine alone with Satan outside the temple.


‎Satan walked toward Ermaine, and Ermaine immediately went down to her knees to be on the same height as Satan. Satan cupped Ermaine's cheeks with her tiny hands, her hands colder than any ice. Ermaine felt a chill all over her body, but she had grown accustomed to it.


‎"It's time for you to gain more power, my child. It's time for you to become a perfect being that even He couldn't create..." Satan giggled mischievously as she stared into Ermaine's red eyes.


‎"Yes, mother..." Ermaine closed her eyes, finding comfort from Satan's touch.


‎Satan closed her eyes and teleported both of them to an open space. Ermaine looked around and noticed the ground was flat and not soil. It was so spacious that they felt like ants in a basketball courtyard. She noticed that the floor was made of black stone. The spacious space could fit millions of people.


‎Five massive portals appeared around them, the Prime Lords came out of those portals along with the Corrupted. The spacious land became too crowded because of the Corrupted in just a matter of minutes.


‎Ermaine and the Prime Lords wondered what Satan was planning to do with that many Corrupted. When Satan snapped her fingers, all the Corrupted collapsed, lifeless. Then suddenly the ground trembled and cracked open, revealing the bright red light from underneath along with the screams of pain.


‎All the corpses fell into the cracks, and the Prime Lords found out that Satan was opening the gate to hell. Satan had just sacrificed 15 million Corrupted to open the gate of hell.


‎"You don't have to wait for me, I'll be down there for quite a while," Satan looked over her shoulder at the Prime Lords and Ermaine. "Or you can stay. Do whatever you want to do," she turned around with a huge grin on her face as she fell to the crack behind her.


‎Satan landed on a small island surrounded by a sea of puss with an unbeatable pungent smell. She inhaled deeply before she sighed deeply as she glanced at the countless souls that tried to drink the puss to satiate their thirst that actually only made it a thousand times worse since it was the only source of water that they could drink.


‎"How long has it been since I went down here," Satan chuckled mischievously as she looked at the volcanoes that kept erupting every minute.


‎Satan flew as high as she could, watching billions of souls being tortured. She couldn't help but laugh as they were all the souls that fell for her temptations. She was responsible for all the souls that were brought to hell, and she couldn't help but feel proud of herself.


‎She landed in an open space with pillars that were chained together to the ground. She looked up at the whirlpool of black clouds, faintly listening to the judgment by the angels on all the souls.


‎"GOD!" Satan shouted toward the whirlpool of clouds with her glaring eyes.


‎The divine judgment and the voice of the angels suddenly stopped. There was only silence, and Satan was laughing as she covered her mouth with her hand.


‎"I know you're listening! I have been nothing but to be your loyal servant! Your accusser! Your tester!" Satan shouted as she kept her gaze on the whirlpool above her. "The demons, the fallen, and those that are supposed to be living for eternity, they all have been killed, cease to exist!" She spread her arms widely.


‎There was only silence after the echoes of Satan's words.


‎"I want you to bring them all back! I want them to be resurrected!" Satan demanded as she pointed her finger at the whirlpool. "You're not thinking that you're going to let them go so easily, right? They're supposed to live for eternity, to be punished, to be reminded of what they have done! So bring them all back to life, or we will choose to die by those who killed them. To be given a chance to die forever, we are so tempted to just let ourselves lose for that," she giggled with a huge grin on her face.


‎"You don't want to lose your bet with him, right? So give me back my army!" Satan shouted her lungs out.


‎There was only silence after Satan spoke those long words. She slowly turned around, waiting for anything, but there was nothing. However, suddenly the whole hell trembled and demons crawled out of the ground around her. One by one, from the weakest to the strongest rank demons came out of the ground, all of the demons that were killed, they all came back to life.


‎The Prime Lord that Rullein devoured came back to life and went to Satan's side, kneeling and lowering its head. Millions of demons surrounded Satan, and they all kneeled before her.


‎"Hmm, but something is missing," Satan smirked as she looked up at the whirlpool of clouds above her. "Would you listen to my request, God? Just a tiny favor..." She grinned, her blood red eyes glowed and glared at something beyond the whirlpool.


Ermaine and the Prime Lords were still waiting for Satan's return, and it had been hours since Satan had gone down to Hell. They were worried that Satan might get imprisoned in Hell, after all, Satan wasn't supposed to be in Hell since she was forbidden to go down there by God's rule.


Suddenly the sky turned red and plunged to the ground, pushing all the Primal Lords down to their bellies including Ermaine. They felt like they were being crushed and when they were about to get completely crushed, the sky ascended and they finally could get back up. That was when they saw Satan standing on the edge of the crack with millions of demons crawling out of the crack. They were surprised, their eyes glowed bright red and wide open when they saw the Prime Lord that Rullein had killed had been resurrected.


"Master!" All the Prime Lords kneeled, couldn't hide their joy.


"What? You think this is all I got from bargaining with Him?" Satan smirked as she snapped her fingers.


A whirlpool appeared in the sky and hundreds of figures descended from the whirlpool with angelic or demonic wings, landed behind Satan. They were all Fallen Watchers, the fallen angels, the whole army that got banished from heaven.


"Greet your brethrens!" Satan giggled mischievously.


All the Prime Lords were in disbelief when they saw their brothers and sisters.


"Now, let's gather up and create a plan," Satan clapped her hands and the cracks on the ground were slowly closing in, closing the gate to hell.