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Ch. 328 Pleasure Demon
🕑 Added 2024-03-19 16:00:10 +0000 UTCThe establishment of the City of Sin was only a part of Russell's reforms.
In addition to the City of Sin, he did many other things.
For example, he prohibited large-scale battles among demons within his territory.
Individual fights were allowed, and he didn't interfere with those. However, if a high-ranking demon attempted to start a large-scale battle, he would eliminate that troublemaker immediately.
He couldn't control how other lords managed their territories, but within his domain, no demon besides him could incite large-scale battles.
His actions led to many demons fleeing to the territories of other lords. However, he didn't pay much attention to this.
In Hell, numerical superiority wasn't as significant. As long as he possessed power far beyond other demons, even if he stood alone, he would unquestionably be the ruler.
Of course, without subordinates, there would still be some limitations, but that was a problem he could address.
Currently, over three hundred thousand demons resided in the City of Sin. This wasn't the city's maximum capacity, but after the demon population reached three hundred thousand, Russell began to strictly limit the entry of other demons.
After listening to reports from his subordinates, he had these demons leave the hall and headed toward the garden in the Lord's mansion.
There weren't many plants that could grow in Hell, but Russell had still created a relaxing garden for himself.
As soon as he arrived in the garden, two succubi approached him and bowed respectfully.
These succubi were highly enticing in appearance. On Earth, they would be considered irresistible.
Apart from their bat-like wings, they appeared very similar to humans.
Of course, this wasn't their true appearance. Succubi, like most demons, had red skin in addition to their wings. While it wasn't their entire body, it covered a substantial area.
However, these succubi instinctively made their bodies appear fair like humans, even concealing their wings if necessary. But Russell didn't require them to hide their wings.
It wasn't because he had any special preferences. It was simply a constant reminder to himself that he was still in Hell. If these succubi became indistinguishable from humans, it might make him yearn for Earth even more.
In the Lord's mansion, Russell's servants and maids were all succubi. This decision wasn't solely based on their human-like appearance but also for another essential reason.
He still didn't particularly like the scent of sulfur that emanated from male demons, even though it was less pronounced in succubi.
Regarding scent, female demons were undoubtedly more agreeable.
Russell hadn't summoned these two alluring succubi to serve him. Instead, he allowed them to leave the garden. Afterward, he found a spot in the garden's pavilion and settled down.
The pavilion's location wasn't chosen at random. It was situated in an area within a radius of thousands of miles where the Hellish aura was the strongest. He placed the pavilion there for his convenience to absorb this Hellish aura.
Although half a year had passed, he still hadn't completely dealt with the pollution of the Divine Power Islands and the Ocean of Divine Power.
After merging the power of the demons with the Hell Authority, his Divine Power Islands and Ocean of Divine Power could no longer return to their previous states. However, he wasn't overly concerned about this.
Despite the pollution of the Divine Power Islands and Ocean of Divine Power, it didn't affect his strength.
Other than his Sun and Thunder Divine Powers turning an eerie blood-red, there weren't any other side effects. In fact, his Sun and Thunder Divine Powers had become even more potent.
After spending a few hours in the pavilion, absorbing a considerable amount of Hellish aura to strengthen his authority, Russell left the garden and went to the study in the Lord's mansion.
The absorbed Hellish aura could enhance his Hell Authority, but it didn't help with embedding the Hell Authority into his Sun Divine Power.
In the study, he picked up a stack of magic tomes he hadn't finished reading and began browsing through them.
These magic tomes were part of the rewards given by Doom. Since there weren't many entertainment options in Hell, he occasionally used these magic tomes to pass the time.
Time passed gradually. After finishing reading these thick magic tomes, he placed them back into his system space. Then, with a thought, he issued an order to a specific demon in the Lord's mansion.
A few minutes later, a woman who was even more alluring in appearance and figure than the succubi arrived before him. Like the succubi, she was also a demon, specifically a Pleasure Demon.
Her name was Selina, one of the only two Pleasure Demons in the Lord's mansion who could freely enter and exit Russell's study and bedroom.
As she entered the study, dressed in a wine-red backless gown, Selina went straight to Russell and sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Unlike the succubi, who had more demon features, Selina and the other Pleasure Demon, Heather, had fewer. Apart from small, ornamental-like horns on their heads, they didn't exhibit any demon characteristics. Even their demon aura was faint.
Seeing Selina's forlorn expression, Russell smiled and said, "Are you still upset with Heather?"
"No!"
"Your Majesty forgave her, how could I continue to be angry?" Selina replied, but her sultry face still held traces of resentment.
Russell shook his head in amusement upon hearing Selina's response. As a normal man, he needed to engage in conversations about life ideals and explore the mysteries of the universe with the opposite sex.
Selina and Heather were his carefully chosen Pleasure Demons. While they got along reasonably well most of the time, occasional jealousy or rivalry couldn't be avoided.
However, after a rather amusing and frustrating night a week ago, Selina had developed a deep dislike for Heather.
The incident was straightforward. Russell had intended for Selina to spend the night with him, but Heather secretly incapacitated Selina, a move that Selina hadn't noticed. Heather then went on to set up a confinement magic array, effectively imprisoning Selina.
Subsequently, Heather assumed Selina's appearance and entered Russell's bedroom. At the time, Russell hadn't realized that the "Selina" before him was actually Heather, and he naturally began playing a game of flying chess with her.
It wasn't until five days later, when Selina finally managed to break the magic array due to its weakening power, that she discovered the truth.
Russell had made Heather apologize to Selina, but Selina's hatred for Heather had grown irrevocable.
To this day, whenever Selina saw Heather, she wished she could scratch her face off.
"If you can't let it go, I can have Heather apologize to you again."
Russell said to Selina.
"No!"
"Apologizing alone won't have any meaning."
"If Your Majesty truly wishes to punish her, consider demoting her back to a succubus."
Selina said earnestly.
For demons in Hell, demotion was second only to death.
It was clear that Selina harbored intense resentment toward Heather.
"I won't demote her to a succubus. If you really want to teach her a lesson, perhaps you should aim higher and promote her to a Desire Fallen Angel!"
A Desire Fallen Angel marked the pinnacle of advancement for succubi and pleasure demons.
Similar to Russell's current rank, Desire Fallen Angels were also demon lords.
"Promotion isn't that easy, Your Majesty, and you're not willing to assist me."
Selina pouted.
"It's not that I'm unwilling to help you. Lord-level demons can only rely on their own promotion," Russell calmly stated. "Even with my authority, I can't promote you to a Desire Fallen Angel. Apart from the Hell Will, no one can elevate high-ranking demons to lord-level."
Russell couldn't do it, and neither could Mephisto. Besides relying on their own efforts, they could only hope for assistance from the Hell Will.
However, given the current state of the Hell Will, it wasn't inclined to aid any demon's promotion.
"I was just teasing you, Your Majesty. I understand that I can only rely on myself for promotion," Selina said. "But, if you're willing to grant me some Hell Power, I might fulfill the promotion conditions more quickly."
Selina spoke with an expectant expression.
"If you want Hell Power, that's fine," Russell replied. "But it depends on your performance."
Russell's bestowal of Hell Power upon Selina wouldn't affect his own strength. With authority in his possession, he continuously absorbed Hell Power. While he hadn't converted this Hell Power into his demon power and instead directly integrated it into his Divine Power Islands, it wouldn't hinder him from sharing Hell Power with other demons.
"How would you like me to perform, Your Majesty?"
"I recently learned about some new games from the mortal world. Perhaps you'd like to try them with me?" Selina said in a seductive, alluring tone while subtly moving her body.
"Is that so? I'll have to experience them thoroughly, then."
...
Earth.
Justice League Headquarters.
Diana's office.
"When will Russell return?" Kara sat in front of Diana and asked.
"He will return when he has done what needs to be done," Diana replied calmly.
This wasn't the first time Kara had asked her this question. Since Russell had gone to Hell, Kara had come to inquire periodically.
"Where did he go, anyway?" Kara continued to ask.
"When he returns, you can ask him yourself," Diana replied with her usual composure.
"It's so boring! I don't even know where he's running off to, and there's nothing much to do in the Justice League right now. Diana, can you assign me some tasks? If this continues in the afternoon, I'm afraid I'll die of boredom."
Kara grabbed Diana's hand and asked pitifully.
"If you're truly bored, you can explore Godzilla's underwater temple or visit HYDRA's headquarters in Europe."
"No!" Kara immediately refused.
"Then I don't know what to do. Think of something yourself," Diana said.
Seeing Diana pick up another book and start reading, Kara left the office in frustration.
After Kara left, Diana put down her book, her beautiful brows furrowing.
Then, she got up and left the office, flying toward the New York Sanctum.
