Chapter 637 The Earth suffers
Cuban walked away into the recess of his room. The moment he got in, he waved his hand and the walls once, made of clay and stone suddenly bleed with blood, 0darking the room. A Blood rune, the one he used for communicating with the baroness appeared before his face.
"Not bad cousin," baroness Everbee's voice came from the rune. It sounded shy, but still alluring and seductive, "you have managed to do things according to plan so far. If you continue like this, the eighth earth would have the stabbed seal of the Asmodeus family and the Cosmic Law restriction on Power level would be lifted. I would be able to enter this world with full strength and so will the members of our Family. Your Father and the Patriarch will be very proud of you." Cuban nodded, "Your plan to place me at the center of things while the rest of the world thought me to be a a banished child of the Asmodeus Family hunting for a living as an Arena Master was a brilliant move. For Fifty years, things have indeed gone according to plan. Although, the issue with the Half born human, Lenny Tales was unforeseen and thus making the fulfillment of our plans take a slightly longer period of time, It was all still within..." "No cousin!" She immediately interrupted him.
"Trust me, the birth of that half born was no accident. When the Abaddon family wanted to take over one of the earths a long time ago, they was similar resistance. One from no where rose against them. It was the same thing with the Mammon family. As such, we have come to understand that the Major plane itself has a will of its own. A will that it executes through its inhabitants."
"Are you saying that the Eighth earth is fighting back?" Cuban asked.
"Mmmm!? Is that not obvious already? If we... No! When we succeed, The Will of the Plane will be eroded out of existence. It will be totally gone. To think that it would not fight back is Ludacris." She suddenly chuckled a bit.
"You are still young cousin, so let this big sister educate you a bit.
When the major planes of the In-Between where created, they were born with the primordial beasts. take them to be like erm... The white blood cells of the human body. But a bit more than that. Their job was not just the maintenance of life on the planet, but the maintenance of THE LIFE of the planet.
Of Course, the problem with everything that has a Will of its own, is the capability for it to sought out self preservation as opposed to the collective survival of the whole. The Primordial beasts are of such a kind. If they had united together as one to stand against the invasion of demons, they would have actually won. Maybe one or two might have been wounded or dead, but with humans and the need to believe in a higher existence every time, it would have not been a problem at all. But as much as age comes with wisdom, it is also a double edged sword. After all, how did the humans say it...? Two kinds of people fear death the most, the Rich and the old... HAHAHA!!!" "You seem to be in a rather nice mood!" Cuban sighed. "I am? Of course I am. I can't help it. It has been a really good show. However..." her tone suddenly dropped to one of seriousness. "Do not underestimate the Half Born. It is obvious that the Will of the World is with him. And we don't know where that witch sent him to. My guess is that he will be back soon. We need to finish things fast." Cuban nodded. "For the earth to be taken by a royal Family, the inhabitants of the world must first acknowledge the supremacy of the family, and then bear its mark. It is for this reason that we killed off over half of the population on invading the world. That way, resistance from the remaining will be next to none. I have placed the Family mark on all lands that were formally occupied by the Abaddon family, and the humans have acknowledged the new order. But I am still unable to connect to the Cosmic law and establish the Decree." "Well, that is only naturally. The demons you have conquered who have Arena's automatically have their humans under your rule. But you still face a bit of opposition." "The Undead commander!?"
"No! That one is of no problem. Like you know, he is dead. His will has no vote on the Living, and therefore is no major contender for the rule of the Earth. I am talking about the Governor of Waterfell city and that cursed brat's territory. The Witch they call Glenn." "Yes!" Cuban nodded as he massaged his jaw, "Momoa although weak is still a Great demon. But it is not something I can't deal with. he sustained some very terrible injuries when the Primordial beast committed suicide and should have already dropped a rank or two by now. This, I am most sure of. But the Witch is much different. she should be dead, but her territory still stands. She was able to take all the citizens of the city of milk and honey to her territory. That accounts for hundreds of thousands of humans. If I can get their allegiance, then taking over the Earth is a sealed deal.
But I have tried."
Cuban remembered when he had tried to enter Glenn's territory. For some reason, he could not enter. The cosmic law prevented this. Also, his attacks were not working. It was as if Glenn had already laid certain plans in place before that final battle, she had actually prepared or her own death.
Also, Lady Vinegar acted as a kind of guide for the territory. Why a demon would protect humans like she did was not something that Cuban understood, but he had too much on his plate than to worry about Vinegar.
Baroness Everbee chuckled lightly, "don't worry, there is no problem at all. I have already laid in place certain plans for her territory. If I am right, the undead commander should be on his way by now." Cuban was a Great Demon existence but that did not mean that he was a top existence. He was still some where within the lower ranks. While Momoa was a great demon with incredible strength, he was now injured. Also, he had lost precious treasures that would have given him an upper hand in this battle.
However, there was yet another, and that was the Undead commander. This one matched with power right from the dead body of the Primordial beast. At the moment, he matched for Glenn's territory with an undead army. The undead army was nothing like the measly figure that it was once upon a time. The Undead commander had been very thorough with his digging into the earth of the wastelands, salvaging as much as he could assembling them together as best as possible, with the power of the invitation stone. And now, his army was literally in the billions. He had spared no corpse. Even that of a little ant of the earth. As long as it was dead, filled with the death of its former existence, it was enough. The Undead commander now, filled with a bit more flesh that it previously had sat on the back of the primordial beast, enjoying the view from a rather kingly position. The many eyes of the primordial beast shone in an eerie purple light, guiding the advance of the entire army. They moved with precision and a lack of grace, some of them folding on top of each other, but they still moved. All of them advanced for Glenn's territory sitting far off in the distance. With its beautiful Greenery, it was like a lush island in the middle of the sea slowly becoming stormy. Meanwhile, within the territory, men and women ran about. All of whom dressed in black outfits. Glenn was not available and the leadership of the territory had fallen to Father Black's shoulders. Father Black also dressed in full black clothing as he barked orders again and again. He was an experienced man when it came to battle, and was a naturally born leader. Although he did not have much of the power as the territory could grant a witch, he could still do a lot with the kind of manpower and technological advancement that was made available to the territory. This was going to be a really tough battle. The reason for this was because, of one thing. demons could not enter a witch's territory, but there was absolutely nothing stopping an undead army from destroying it. And this was baroness Everbee's plan. she was going to use the pressure of the undead army to force the residence of the territory to give up their abode....
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