The Magic Empire for 20,000 years

Chapter 287 The enemy is now
Upon hearing Zariel's words, Bell's eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

The great devil clenched his fist, making a slight cracking sound.

Zariel, so you've found a legitimate reason to speed up your advance, haven't you?
That damned madwoman, sending us devils to our deaths every day to satisfy your fighting spirit as an angel...

When I become the new lord, I will imprison you and cut off your flesh...

Don't worry, that day won't be long...

Lord Asmodeus, the Lord of the Nine Hells, has noticed that I am more suitable than you, a reckless madman, to serve as the Demon Grand Duke on the front lines of the bloody battle…

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The jagged, highest peak of the rocky mountain.

The Wind Demon King Pazuzu folded his four wings and stood on the obsidian obsidian monument, his sharp gaze piercing through the clouds as he looked down.

He could see that the vanguard of the demon legion, shortly after defeating Latour's demon legion, set sail again and was gradually advancing deeper into the plains.

The Wind Demon King was quite satisfied.

The inherent opposition between demons and devils stirred an instinctive impulse within him.

I wanted to rush up and fight the demons...

To completely tear apart the perfectly aligned formation of the hellish demons...

But at least for a period of time, this bloodthirsty urge can be restrained.

Pazuzu turned around and sneered at the group of lesser lords of various shapes and sizes behind him:

"Look, the legions of hell are moving."

"Their marching steps were so synchronized it was tedious..."

“I know that you, like me, are driven by the instincts in your blood to fight those demons…”

"However, please bear with me for a moment..."

Pazuzu's eagle-like wings spread slightly:

"Zaril's demonic army will soon pounce on that arrogant human empire."

"When they are both severely weakened, that's when we'll step in and reap the rewards!"

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Iron Lake Base, Command Center.

The light from the emergency teleportation array flickered violently before going out.

Ratu the Fire Demon staggered out, dripping blood with every step. His lightning sword was dull and lifeless, and one of his wings drooped unnaturally.

The enormous fire demon breathed heavily, spewing sulfurous sparks from its mouth and nose.

"Huff huff huff..." "Master..."

The Balrog Lord knelt on one knee, his voice hoarse:
"Something terrible has happened! Our Styx outpost has been attacked! The attackers are..."

Elion turned away from a huge map of the abyss and pointed to the footage playing in the crystal ball of the battle between Latour and the Demon Grand Duke Zariel, saying:
"No need to say anything, I've already seen it."

Inside the crystal ball, a scene depicting the fall of the Styx outpost was playing.

—The astonishing order and coordination of the Demon Legion, their military tactics utilizing fire, and Nazariel's overwhelming and despair-inducing individual combat prowess…

"The legion of hellish demons has finally arrived..."

El-Erian remarked meaningfully.

"That bastard Pazuzu!" Latour suddenly roared, slamming his fist into the ground.
"He led the other lords and ran faster than even the most cowardly freak. He must have known all along that it was a trap!"

Elian listened quietly, his gaze sweeping across the Styx region on the map that had just been marked as "occupied," and onto the crystal ball, where the fallen angel Zariel, with his black and red wings and elegant jet-black armor, was depicted.

“Zaril…”

"Is she already the lord of the first level of hell in this era?"

"Uh, at this time, the great devil Bell should still be her deputy and overseer?"

In Elian's memory, the first level of Hell was the front line of the bloody battle between abyssal demons and hellish devils, a level of Hell that symbolized the "order of war" and the "order of the army".

The lords of this level basically rotate between two high-level legendary demons, Zariel and Bel.

In the future, Bell will usurp the lord's position and imprison Zariel...

Later, Zaril will regain his power and rise to the top again...

In addition, Tiamat, the goddess of hell, dragon queen, and five-colored dragons, also served as the lord of the first level of hell at some point.

Elian couldn't quite remember whether it was before or after the current era.

In his previous life, he didn't pay much attention to the situation in hell.

"Reporting, Your Majesty El-Erian."

Just then, new intelligence arrived in rapid succession:
"We just received news that the Hellish Legion, which captured the Styx outpost, has built a large portal connecting to Hell, and a steady stream of Hellish troops is arriving in Pazunia, the [Plains of Ten Thousand Abyss]..."

"Their goal also seems to be to control the entire [Wanyuan Plain]..."

"The vanguard of hellish demons is advancing along the River Styx into the heart of the plains, constantly eliminating demon outposts along the way and seizing our land..."

"They are expected to arrive at the nearest Abyss base within 3 hours..."

"Your Majesty, it seems that a great war is inevitable!"

(End of this chapter)