The Game of Global Mining-Chapter 427 - 335: The Ambush Begins

Uriel needs to report and discuss with Michael.

Michael was shocked upon receiving the news: "The Golden Divine Throne has already infiltrated Beelzebub’s ranks? Acting as an insider for the newcomers?"

Uriel said: "This possibility existed completely since the Genesis connection! Beelzebub’s combat power isn’t particularly outstanding, but its lurking capabilities to cross space are very strong and widespread, its disgusting level can be likened to AD pop-up ad viruses."

Michael said solemnly: "Alright, then you agree to his demands, I will try to pull this Beelzebub out! Actually, compared to subduing that Earth Flame kid of yours, if I can control and enslave an adult Beelzebub, the benefits are much greater." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Understood."

...

Uriel agreed to Beelzebub’s request: "Alright, I’m willing to provide 30,000 Privilege Points for you to use!"

Beelzebub laughed: "Mr. Vice President, maybe I was just joking? I could take these 30,000 Privilege Points and do nothing, in the end just tell you I didn’t use them, wouldn’t that make you appear easily deceived?"

Uriel also laughed: "Sir, would you like to do business with a shrewd friend? Or a very silly friend? Even if this deal doesn’t go through, isn’t it quite worthwhile to make friends with you?"

Beelzebub laughed heartily: "Then I am determined to be your friend. Rest assured, even if this deal doesn’t go through, we can still strengthen friendships through other commercial collaborations..."

Upon receiving the Privilege Points, Beelzebub immediately stood up: "Well then, sir, I’ll visit my family, and if there’s news, I will notify your beautiful representative Miss Black Dragon, let’s set the code name as — Rescue."

Uriel was genuinely moved by his earnest execution, resembling those Curry employees.

"I look forward to your good news, sir."

Leaving Beelzebub’s office, Uriel suddenly felt a sense of relief from accomplishing an important task. So he had a sudden thought, why not go visit the Azazel Commerce Office? After all, Dios Commerce Association is just a branch used for debt repayment, and the relationship with the main association might be interesting?

Uriel came to the main commerce office; the official had a pair of goat horns on his head and his suit was a standard executive attire.

In Demonology, the individual strength of the Azazel Race isn’t considered top-notch, even only slightly above average, but it has become a classic demon image represented by goat horns, goat hooves, and large bat wings, along with the "tyrannical" role. Female Azazels have also birthed a branch of demons, the Enchanting Demon, with the role of Desire.

Overall, the characteristic of this race is abundant in numbers, with no overly glaring weaknesses; it has become a major force in the Demon Legion.

The Azazel officer greeted proactively: "Isn’t this our excellent Sage Vice President? Ever since Dios Commerce Association was established, annoying folks haven’t come here to pester me for debts. Actually, you can be assured that with your excellence, even if that President boy bites the dust, you will naturally become the President."

Ah, Demons don’t beat around the bush, they directly state their greatest thoughts.

Uriel still had to be humble: "Whether the President is here or not, I will strictly perform my duties, completing the association’s tasks. Actually, I’m just here to chat, I hope I won’t disturb you, sir."

Azazel laughed: "Actually, I’d really like to chat with your Miss Black Dragon, but alas, I can’t beat her. So, what do you want to talk about?"

Uriel really hadn’t planned much, so he asked casually: "Actually, I just wanted to inquire about the family trials; how did our President obtain a trial slot?"

Azazel sighed: "Because 4 slots opened up, among them our Azazel family had 3 B-level task idiots fail simultaneously, even their Demon Souls couldn’t return."

Uriel was startled: "Are you referring to the three Sheep Gods from the Black Iron City Church Animal Protection Association?"

Azazel chuckled bitterly: "You truly are a remarkable Sage, honestly, I’m not very clear on specifics either."

Uriel got curious: "Why did they gather together?"

Azazel laughed: "Strength in numbers, three B-level players might be able to accomplish an S-level achievement, theoretically worthwhile."

Uriel got even more interested: "Forgive my bluntness, is it because our family’s newcomers don’t have outstanding individual strength, thus having to band together?"

Azazel immediately showed displeasure: "Sage sir, while you are an excellent and comprehensive member of the Fallen Angel Race, this isn’t quite right, is it?"

Uriel quickly apologized: "Sorry, I’m just overly concerned—"

Azazel however laughed heartily: "Actually, you are spot on! Our Azazel Race possesses neither the robust physique of the Mammon Race nor Beelzebub’s stealthy teleportation; aerial combat is inferior to the Angel Race, underwater combat is inferior to Leviathan, magical power is inferior to the Elemental Race, Dragon Race, and even Black Elf; our specialty is purely numbers, thus we have Legion Coordination skills, the more numbers, the stronger the overall growth, and three is the basic Legion unit, that’s why the three B-level players banded together."

Although Uriel knew Azazel was fairly average, hearing him share so candidly still couldn’t help but want to laugh, then suddenly remembered a thing: "What kind of person is Mr. Dios in terms of strength? How did he manage to infiltrate the Earth Flame Tribe, where other Demon Races couldn’t?"

Azazel got a bit stunned: "Actually, this question was discussed internally. To put it this way, previously, the family thought he was a waste, because he is the Countess Akmius’s younger brother, a pure-blooded High Tier Demon Race, but his strength doesn’t match his bloodline rank. So the family didn’t give him resources, he could only rely on the family and his sister’s name to borrow money and con people, but now we regret it, perhaps we were wrong."