Chapter 971

"Hello, I am Schiller, Schiller Rodriguez. I believe you have already seen the tower that fell in the center of the battlefield, right?"

"Hello, I am Schiller Rodriguez. Have you seen the tower that fell before? Have you felt the soul power on it?"

"Hello, I am Schiller..."

"Hello..."

Many identical voices sounded in the palaces of various demon lords. One Schiller after another appeared before the demon lords and became their guests of honor.

Of course, every Schiller's soul fragment is very tempting, but all demon lords can also think that one soul fragment is already so tempting, then if they can get all of them...

The area of Hell is vast, and there are very many demon lords, but there are not many famous demon lords. To become a famous demon lord, one must either have a very vast territory or have very powerful personal strength. In many cases, both must be obtained.

And to obtain these two, one must either be old enough like the demon Belial, occupying territory early and developing for a long time, naturally becoming more powerful, or be strong enough like Azazel, whose own ability is strong enough, and who has never been defeated in the wars of Hell, naturally enjoying a great reputation.

These famous demon lords all have ideas about the position of Satan, but the reason they didn't act immediately was that they didn't want to be the first bird, fearing being attacked by others.

This time, Astro made a move, and many demon lords began to contact each other, wanting to unite to defeat Astro.

Because they knew that if Lucifer didn't appear, they would almost not be regulated and could freely develop their own strength. But if Astro took the position, they would inevitably encounter suppression and might even be eliminated.

On the issue of survival, demons are relatively united. Many quasi-first-class demon lords united, planning to form an allied army to crusade against Astro and organize him from launching a war to compete for the position of Satan.

However, the tower falling from the sky broke their united situation. All demon lords naturally wanted to obtain this tower. The already famous demon lords wanted to use it to improve their strength, while the demon lords who hadn't yet reached the first class wanted to seize the tower and become famous in one fell swoop.

And at this time, a person who called himself Schiller Rodriguez approached them. Of course, the demon lords didn't forget that it was this person called Schiller who claimed he could pay off all of Constantine's debts.

From Schiller's mouth, they learned that the reason Schiller dared to speak such wild words was precisely because he had the ability to split into many. Besides the fragments with a part of energy, the tower itself was also equivalent to a soul with extremely abundant activity. That is to say, the entire tower was equivalent to a big gift package.

According to the news brought by Schiller, the soul traits in the tower would rush to the palaces of Constantine's creditors one after another in about a month to pay off debts for Constantine. But he, that is, this Schiller who ran out in advance, was unwilling to accept such a fate.

He hoped more that the entire tower and this power could serve a wise monarch. Thus, he ran out in advance, wanting to find a wise monarch. And after searching for him thousands of times in the crowd, Your Majesty, you must be the Son of Destiny I am looking for.

All the Schillers had the same set of rhetoric, and these famous demon lords all had high intelligence and matching greed. They indeed wanted to recover the debts lent to Constantine, but they wanted even more to recover other people's rewards together.

When investment fails, everyone thinks about preserving capital. But if there is no pressure to preserve capital, everyone thinks about making a profit. If there is a slight profit, they will think about making a big profit. All intelligent creatures are the same; greed is their nature.

In the eyes of the demon lords, the tower had already reached Hell. Falling from the cliff, it definitely couldn't run away. That is to say, Schiller had actually completed the contract and paid off all debts for Constantine.

Then next, it should be the time for each to rely on their own ability. How much money was lent doesn't mean one must rigidly recover how much money. If I can recover ten times the price, that means I have the ability. If you couldn't recover the money you lent, that's also because you are weak. Survival of the fittest and the law of the jungle are the unchanging laws in Hell.

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Thus, all the demon lords approached by Schiller were a bit restless.

Of course, Schiller also reached deals with all the demon lords. Schiller would provide all information about the tower to the demon lords and try his best to help them win in this war, while the demon lords, after obtaining the soul in the tower or the tower itself, would ensure the safety of this Schiller who reached a deal with him.

In the eyes of the demon lords, this deal was very cost-effective, because a soul fragment didn't have much power. After devouring it, one could only satisfy one's hunger for a while. It was better to endure it. Even if one couldn't get the complete tower, snatching back a few more fragments was better than a small fragment.

And Schiller's subsequent performance didn't let them down. Whether it was spying on intelligence, sending reconnaissance troops, analyzing terrain, or battlefield insertion, they were all handled with ease.

Besides that, the Schillers each had their own strengths. Some were good at internal finance, and after a few nights, they calculated the contracts and bad debts that demons had piled up there for thousands of years clearly. Some were good at cashiering, and in a few words, they explained clearly how to balance the future thousand-year revenue forecast and military expenditure.

Some Schillers were good at negotiation, not only being able to participate in the negotiation process of demons reaching deals with humans to strive for maximum benefits, but also being able to analyze allies and enemies, conduct alliances, and come forward to negotiate with other demon lords to reach strategic alliances.

Some Schillers were good at internal affairs, being able to solve the problem of checks and balances between various factions under the demon lords, adjust internal contradictions, and let all demons think in one place and exert strength in one place.

But what was the same was that all Schillers had high enthusiasm for war, even exceeding these chaotic and warlike demons.

"I have to say, Schiller, you are even crazier than the most chaotic demons I have ever seen. I never thought that humans could be so warlike." Beelzebub, sitting on the throne, looked at Schiller standing in front of him and said.

"Humans who come to Hell are always very timid, either screaming non-stop and unable to speak, or cursing, saying they should go to Heaven, saying we devils are just sent by God to test them."

Beelzebub shook his head, but then asked: "Actually, I have always been curious, why do you want to pay off debts for Constantine? As far as I know, he can't be considered good to his friends..."

Beelzebub gently twisted his fingers and said: "Just the souls harmed to death by Constantine that I received here are at least hundreds, but you are the only one who actively wants to pay off debts for him."

Schiller smiled, then shook his head and said: "Because he is my friend, and I really don't want to see him continue to feel painful because of so much debt. I want to save him completely."

"You humans are really strange. When hating someone, you want to curse him to Hell. When loving someone, you want to go to Hell for him..." Beelzebub sighed.

"Your Majesty, if you have nothing else, I will go check the border defense again, and by the way, reorganize the functional structure of the previous guard army. The reconnaissance team sent out to investigate the weaknesses of Astro's army should also be back soon..."

Beelzebub waved his hand and let Schiller go down. Sitting on the throne, he sighed again: "Humans are not necessarily smarter than demons, but on the path of destruction, they are even more diligent than demons."

Just as Beelzebub said, it's not that there are no strategists among demons, nor are there no smart people. Hell has operated steadily for so many years, not entirely relying on God's grace. Among demons, there is no lack of individuals with high intelligence or extraordinary foresight. Most of them serve famous demon lords.

But just as Beelzebub sighed, Schiller is not necessarily smarter than them, knowing better how to manage the demon's territory, but Schiller is much more diligent than them.

When Schiller came to Hell and became a staff member for the major demon lords of Hell, the staff world of demon lords began to roll crazily.

Demons are also creatures with emotions. As long as there are emotions, they definitely need rest, relaxation, and entertainment. But Schiller doesn't need it.

Because he is in a soul state, he doesn't need to eat, drink, or rest. Schiller can work from morning to night, and from night to morning. He doesn't need any entertainment to relax his spirit. He can roll from internal affairs to foreign affairs, from logistics to the front line, taking on everything, down to the smallest detail.

If it were normal times, demon lords might worry about the other party holding absolute power and threatening their status.

But on one hand, Schiller is just a weak human. Even if his soul fragment energy is more abundant than other humans, he still can't compare with demons. Humans are unwilling and impossible to become lords in Hell. The highest demand of humans is just resurrection.

On the other hand, under Schiller's provocation, smoke rose everywhere, and major Hell lords began tentative attacks. Almost in an instant, Hell broke out with thousands of wars of all sizes.

In wartime, absolute power means absolute efficiency. A butler who takes on everything is more efficient than a manager with multi-party checks and balances, and thus easier to achieve results. Reports of victory followed one after another, and demon lords naturally liked Schiller's way of handling things more.

Thus, Schiller can be said to have risen step by step in the staff office of the demon lord, and also drove the rolling of demon strategists.

Annual leave? Non-existent. Entertainment? It's a complete waste of time. Relaxation and rest? If you propose rest at this time, you are completely disregarding His Majesty's great cause. If you can't work yourself to the bone, exhaust your heart and blood, and sacrifice your liver and brain in an emergency, how can you have the face to call yourself a Pope?!

The higher the efficiency, the more confident the demon lords are. The more confident they are, the smoother the war is fought. And the more they win, the more they want to fight, and the more chaotic they fight.

Originally, it was just some friction in border areas, which later escalated into a confrontation between cities in border areas, and later, the army pressed on the border, and a friction was inevitable.

In just three days, the largest, most chaotic, and most intense war in the history of Hell broke out.

And because the cause of the war was to compete for the tower located in the center of Hell, it was known in history as—the Battle for the Tower.

Schiller was like a fish in water under the demon lord, but in the eyes of Batman who fell into Hell at the same time, it was not the case.

Because he and Schiller fell into Hell at the same time, the place where he landed was not far from the tower, but fortunately, he didn't land in the center of the battlefield, but on a more desolate hillside.

But he happened to witness the scene of countless Schillers rushing out of the tower and then being caught by the demon army and taken to various different directions.

In Batman's view, this was Schiller fulfilling his contract with the demons, using his soul fragments to pay off debts for Constantine.

That is to say, those soul fragments that were taken away were very likely to be devoured completely, and after most of the soul power dissipated, the tower would fall, and Schiller's soul would be completely divided and eaten.

Batman, standing on the high hillside, slowly clenched his fists. Looking at the cruel and bloodthirsty demon army, what surged in his heart was only endless fighting spirit.

But thinking of his own situation of being alone, Batman slowly calmed down. He knew that he must formulate a plan to save all of Schiller's soul fragments from these fierce demon lords. This was destined to be a dangerous and long task.

But soon, he discovered that this task was more difficult than he imagined.

Because, when he walked down the hillside, he saw Pride Schiller lying on the ground in the gravel pile under the hillside, that is, the Schiller professor he was most familiar with.

And at this time, he was pale and extremely weak.