Chapter 017: Managing Lone Mountain

Hela stood to one side, watching the scene with keen interest.

Although she did not regard the three newly promoted upper-level demons highly, she had to admit that these three upper-level demons could be considered experts even by Asgard's standards.

To put it bluntly, the three upper-level demons were qualified to join the Valkyrie Corps as captains.

Compared to that ancient world, the woman named Li Qiu Shui was somewhat weaker.

Li Qiu Shui was only qualified to join the Valkyrie Corps, but these three demons were qualified to become captains.

As for the Corps Commander?

These demons were far from that level.

Yet Hela did not underestimate these demons, for their growth was too convenient—they could improve themselves merely by devouring the souls of fallen humans.

In her view, if Wang Bo were willing to let the demons under his command devour the souls of all humans on this planet, he would surely be able to create a powerful demon army.

And the strength of this demon army would shock even Asgard.

Unfortunately, she knew well that Wang Bo would never do that.

But across the myriad worlds, there were countless fallen humans; perhaps within a few decades, these demons could become immensely powerful, strong enough to rival the true Valkyrie Corps, or even surpass it—nothing was impossible.

By then, with the help of this demon army, Hela would have full confidence to reclaim Asgard.

At the same time, however, Hela had to remain vigilant.

If Wang Bo's power swelled to the point where even Asgard could not oppose him, what leverage would she have to turn against him? Would she really have to obey Wang Bo's orders and become his subordinate?

No, never!

Hela's mind wavered a few times before steadying.

She was the future queen of Asgard, even the future ruler of the universe; no one could trample over her, not even Wang Bo. So she must build her own army.

Only then could she calmly turn against Wang Bo in the future.

Having witnessed the demons' growth rate, Hela thought of Mephisto, the Lord of Hell, who also had many demons under his command. If she truly became the Lord of Hell and ruled over Hell, perhaps she could form a demon army no less formidable than Wang Bo's.

At the thought, Hela couldn't help but smile.

On the other hand, Wang Bo, seeing Hela smile for no reason, was utterly baffled. His subordinates had just been promoted—why was she smiling, and so happily? Could it be that she was happy for him because his forces had grown stronger?

Was Hela that kind of person? Wang Bo asked himself, then shook his head. Of course, Hela was not that kind of person.

Then why was she smiling?

Wang Bo thought for a while but couldn't figure it out, so he gave up thinking. He really couldn't understand this woman.

Then he turned his attention to the three newly promoted upper-level demons.

After their promotion, these three demons had devoured many fallen souls, their strength soaring. In Wang Bo's view, they should now be comparable to veteran upper-level demons.

Wang Bo had once talked with Lady Gremory; in her Hell, upper-level demons covered a very broad spectrum.

Because above upper-level demons were the Seventy-Two Pillar Demon Gods.

And the gap between the two was unimaginable; a Demon God could kill a newly promoted upper-level demon with a single thought. Thus, for an upper-level demon to become a Demon God, they needed to continuously accumulate their power.

Then, quantitative change leads to qualitative change, thereby advancing to become a Demon God.

However, this quantity is an incredibly terrifying amount.

To this day, their hell has existed for millions of years, but in all those millions of years, those who have undergone quantitative change leading to qualitative change can be counted on one hand.

Even the shortest one took hundreds of thousands of years just to accumulate this quantity.

This also proves one point: the longer a demon lives, the more powerful it becomes.

Among high-ranking demons, some who have lived for over ten thousand years can easily kill a newly promoted high-ranking demon, even without exerting any effort.

Such demons, even if not as powerful as the seventy-two Pillar Demon Gods, still have the right to leave their names in the Bible.

As for the three newly promoted high-ranking demons under Wang Bo's command, facing these ancient high-ranking demons is no different from throwing away their lives.

Killing them would be as easy as cutting vegetables or chopping melons, effortless and carefree.

Even so, these three high-ranking demons are still the most powerful combat forces under Wang Bo, aside from the Kryptonians.

After devouring all the fallen souls, the three demons flew over, landed on the ground, and knelt on one knee before Wang Bo.

"Caroline."

"Afra."

"Malthus."

"Thank you, master." x3.

These three demons, two female and one male, were originally the weakest low-ranking demons in hell, mere cannon fodder among cannon fodder, but now they have transformed into high-ranking demons.

Even if they returned to hell, they would be rulers in their own right, and all this was brought about by Wang Bo.

More importantly, Wang Bo held their true names, allowing him to kill them effortlessly. So even after becoming high-ranking demons, the three dared not show the slightest disrespect to Wang Bo.

"Very good." Wang Bo nodded and said, "From now on, Malthus, you will be my steward, managing all the demons and hell races within the Time Villa."

Malthus was a golden-haired, blue-eyed Western man full of masculine vigor. He resembled an ancient warrior, with a strong physique and sharp eyes. Hearing Wang Bo's command, he said joyfully, "Yes, my great master."

"Caroline."

"I am here, my master." Caroline was a woman with jet-black hair, a beautiful face, and a mature, elegant demeanor—the kind that could be the protagonist in any movie.

"From now on, you will be my head maid."

Caroline smiled slightly and said, "Leave it to me, my master."

Afra, seeing that Malthus and Caroline had both received positions, looked at her master with eager eyes. She was the first among all the demons to advance to high-ranking demon.

She was more powerful than both Caroline and Malthus.

But one was the steward and the other the head maid, while she herself had nothing.

"Afra."

"Master." Afra had bright red hair like flames, a voluptuous figure, and a seductive face, like a powerful queen.

"From now on, you will not return to the Time Villa. Instead, you will manage Lone Mountain for me."

Afra was overjoyed and bowed her head, saying, "As you command, my great master."