Devil's Bible

Chapter 402 Military Camp

Chapter 402 Military Camp
The Clown Demon's abilities are very complex, generally focusing on control and unpredictability.

For example, transformation, invisibility, clones, and telekinesis.

These abilities are not very offensive, but they are highly functional.

Combined with a forced, laughable spell, ordinary people with insufficient perception and resistance can only be toyed with by the Clown Demon.

The clown demon in front of us is different. The moment it kneels down, its body becomes one with its surroundings.

It could be said that the Babu Demon was killed by this environment.

This is equivalent to the clown demon kneeling down each time, which is actually casting a kind of composite spell, using his own spiritual power to communicate with the elements of the entire area, and then resonating and operating together.

This tactic suggests that either the current clown demon is the Clown King himself, or it's a clown demon with ulterior motives, gradually adapting to the Clown King's domain in order to seize the lord's position.

Nemus roughly knew what kind of demon the Clown King was, and it was unlikely that he would kneel and pray alone in the plains.

“This kind of demon is powerful and strong, and it won’t be easy to subdue it.” After observing for a while, Nemus left a slight connection with the demon before turning around and flying away.

On the vast, barren land, all sorts of demons roam.

These demons, like wild beasts, roamed freely.

Most of the demons are lesser demons.

Although the River Styx is called a river, it is essentially a special layer similar to the etheric layer or the astral plane, and can be considered a layer of the abyss.

However, the River Styx is different from other planes because it runs through the entire plane, and many planes are connected to the River Styx.

If the soul of the dead lacks sufficient faith to enter the Kingdom of God, and if the soul carries some sins, then it will be drawn to the River Styx.

Once inside the River Styx, the soul is rapidly transformed into a demonic worm.

These demonic worms wriggle in the River Styx for a period of time, then travel along the river to the various planes that border it, bringing demonic seeds to those planes.

Of course, most of the demon worms were crushed to death by the waiting little demons as soon as they landed, and then eaten in a few bites.

The soul once again enters the River Styx, where it continues to wait to be nourished by the river and reborn as a demon.

Those surviving demon worms also need to fight their own kind to obtain flesh and soul, and then be promoted to lesser demons.

The lesser demons can either stay behind and wait for the next wave of Styx tide to bring more worms, or they can go to the next level and continue fighting with other demons.

Most of these little devils are just 'materials' that won't live more than a month.

Of course, they now have another identity—the glorious Clown Army.

Among them were many lesser demons who had just been promoted from the banks of the River Styx, who knew nothing before being captured and brought to the military camp.

A true fill-in-the-blank baby.

Of course, this also allowed these little devils to survive for a month by some strange twist of fate.

The devil's intelligence is actually not bad.

They are at least significantly taller than humans.

The reason it appears stupid is because the little devil didn't live long enough and didn't have time to think.

Every day they have to think about what to eat and how to survive.

How could a little devil, who is only a few months old and lives like a wild beast, possibly be intelligent?

However, during this time, these line-filling babies have been kept in the 'military camp' and occasionally some food is brought up to them.

Not many, but enough to keep them from dying.

Then, these little devils gradually realized their predicament.

They were all cannon fodder.

These cannon fodder don't even need to personally go to the battlefield.

When the war breaks out, a high-ranking demon will use his authority to summon demons, and every single one of them will be pulled in to fill the gaps.

In places like the dimensional battlefield, even high-ranking demons are likely to die, let alone these lesser demons.

"I've roughly figured it out." That day, a few lesser demons huddled in a circle, discussing in hushed tones. "The so-called military camp is just a huge ritual site."

"As long as we are in this ritual site, the high-level demon's summoning will be targeted, and we will definitely be summoned."

"As long as we can escape the military camp, we will have some ability to resist when the demon's summons comes upon us."

Spell-like: Demon Summoning.

This is an ability that most demons possess by nature.

Nemus was able to summon monsters in the material plane back then.

Generally speaking, this kind of demon summoning can only summon low-level or same-level demons, and usually focuses on summoning demons of the same kind.

Furthermore, the summoning process is filled with various random factors.

If the summoned demon does not want to be summoned, it can resist.

At this point, other demons willing to be summoned will naturally take their place.

The ritual site in the military camp can help high-ranking demons locate and summon, and incidentally maximize the power of summoning spells.

Normally, a high-ranking demon can only summon four or five demons at a time.

However, with the assistance of the military camp, tens of thousands of lesser demon cannon fodder can be summoned at once.

And of these tens of thousands of lesser demons, if even a portion of them master spells similar to summon their own kind,
That would increase the number of people by another 10,000 to 20,000.

This is the true meaning of the demon's recruitment of soldiers.

The little devils were quite precocious; the oldest lived for over a year, and the youngest was three months old.

Once they escaped the life of wild animals, wisdom took center stage.

Even a little devil has a thousand different forms.

There are little devils who want to devour flesh and blood on the battlefield to advance their careers, and who don't care about dying.

There are also little devils who want to escape to save their lives, who need to survive and wait for their chance to turn the tables later.

These are the cases right now.

They discussed in hushed tones how to escape the military camp.

The military camp was guarded by official demons, and there were also some restrictions from the ritual site, allowing entry and exit only through specific exits.

They were thinking about escape plans.

One of the little devils had a particularly determined look in its eyes.

Unlike the other lesser demons, he also possessed memories from the material plane, making him a semi-reincarnated being.

And he wasn't without secrets either.

Before he died, he had come into contact with a little dark gold blood.

That drop of blood merged into his soul, and with his reincarnation, he came to the abyss.

This also made his lesser demon race a new species.

"Just wait, I will definitely survive, become a great demon, or even a demon lord!!!" the little demon thought with unwavering conviction.

Then I felt the already dark sky darken even more.

The little devil, with its great secrets, ambitions, and beliefs, raised its head.

Then a figure appeared floating in the air, with countless clouds drifting by, before coalescing into a line that pressed down.

Sword of Fortune - Rise with the Wind!