467 Southern Hell Rebellion (1/2)

Feeling the new lineage strength settling within his hide, Chandra couldn't help but lower his head in dismay. Factoring strength, this lineage was only equal to the average Noble Deva Blood. Although for some reason he couldn't grasp, it prevented his cultivation base's collapse, with that level of bloodline strength, let's not even mention the Cardinal Lords. If he wasn't careful, perhaps even a Divine Lord could meet him as an equal!

What a sorrowful fate!

Alas, little did he know that a mighty curse...or boon...depending on standpoints, lay concealed within that blood. Indeed, as the name implied, Chandra would get stronger for everytime he got cucked! Every single one of his ladies he witnessed on Konrad's rod would allow his cultivation base to rise proportionally to the their value within his heart until he finally broke through his previous limits and reached the peak of the Legendary God Rank!

Of course, Konrad wouldn't let him learn of this so soon. When the time came, would he swell with joy or contort in crushing shame? A matter for another day. Meanwhile, it was time to set out!

”Ahh...cheap old man, if you don't make rapid progress, I'm afraid that by the time we meet, you won't even be enough to fill the gaps of my teeth.”

Konrad sighed, naturally referring to Talroth. Unlike the other primogens, he could see the true depth of Talroth's cultivation, which wasn't as simple as what he portrayed. Alas, regardless of how he struggled, as long as he remained the Incubus Primogen, unless Hell's Will changed its rules, he was doomed to stay in the Legendary God Rank.

”Little Dra, follow me. It's time you meet your new boss.”

Konrad ordered, then spun to lead the way toward the outside. Having no choice in the matter, Chandra followed his new lord back to a dazzling world of shame.

Meanwhile, within the Infernal Realm, chaotic waves swept the world.

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Following their return to the Infernal Realm, the Demon Kings and Archdukes requested audience with the Overlord to transmit the events they'd borne witness to.

Almost…

Ignoring his Infernal Brothers and Sisters, Talroth directly returned to his Southern Domain, startling his two Primogen vassals, Bastet and Stolas, who initially followed their fellows toward the Overlord's palace. Though Stolas held a profound hatred for Talroth, openly contradicting his liege was undoubtedly unwise. As for Bastet, her profound yearning for the Incubus Primogen eased her choice.

And seeing Bastet follow Talroth back to the Infernal Realm, a begrudging Stolas followed the two back to the Southern Domain, returned to his archduchy, and started making plans to overthrow his liege.

Rumor was that 241 years ago, Talroth suffered a grievous wound as a punishment from Hell's Will from intervening in some young demon's trials. At first, Stolas didn't believe the rumor. But when during the previous gathering, he felt Talroth's display of force, he no longer had any doubt! Although that late-stage Legendary God Force still stood with irresistible might, the attentive could see the waves of weakness slithering within!

Talroth was injured! This was an opportunity the Stolas Primogen would never miss!

”Anzu, Sekhmet, Karates. The time has come to rescue Asmodeus, and execute the vile Talroth!”

Stolas proclaimed in a mental message aimed at three other Demon Archdukes. If there was one thing the four held in common, it was their eternal adoration of Asmodeus. In the past, faced with her sudden fall and Talroth's abrupt, irresistible rise, they could only refrain. But now that the opportunity had come, they couldn't hesitate!