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The usually lazy and indolent governor of the fallen angels now had a grim expression, his angry gaze sweeping across the ravaged hell.

This sacred land, known as Hell and belonging to the fallen angels, gradually fell silent.

What was once a tranquil and enchanting paradise, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, has been completely transformed into a crimson world.

It was clear that just moments ago, flames and lava rained down, completely incinerating everything here.

The accumulated power of the entire fallen angel race over countless years was reduced to ashes by this devastating blow.

If it weren't for Hell's self-regulating teleportation spells, the entire Fallen Angel race would likely have been wiped out in that attack.

—In that situation, with only a few leaders remaining and more than 99 percent of the members lost, the result would be tantamount to destruction.

Meanwhile, the destruction of hell was drawing to a close.

All that remained were the gurgling sounds of bubbles in the flowing lava and the crackling sounds of rocks being burned by the flames.

Every now and then, the gradually solidifying magma would crack with a soft cracking sound due to temperature changes.

Asaher's face was grim.

Although he appears lazy and irresponsible on the surface, he is actually an extremely competent leader of fallen angels.

While seemingly neglecting their duties by being engrossed in researching divine artifacts, their true aim is to enhance the strength of the fallen angels, ensuring their race's continued survival and prosperity in the future.

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Whether it's the pursuit of peace or something else, it's all for the continuation of the race.

To this end, he advocated for ideas such as accepting humanity.

But now, his years of hard work, the hell that the entire fallen angel race had painstakingly built over countless years, has been destroyed in an instant.

It has become a veritable hell.

The still-burning flames and the bubbling lava seemed to be slapping him in the face, mocking his efforts.

"asshole!"

Azazel, his face contorted with rage, slammed his fist into the ground.

His fist slammed into the scorching lava, and the skin on his hand was quickly charred black.

He silently stood up, gradually concealing the furious expression on his face, and returned to his usual lazy demeanor.

.............

In his palm, he held a handful of still-dry lava.

Azazel remained silent, quietly sensing the power within.

"Why...does it feel slightly familiar?"

The power to sound the horn of doom.

The power of judgment descends upon the world.

—This power attribute gave Azazel a sense of familiarity.

That's not all.

"Kokbor—"

Asahiel softly murmured the name of his former companion.

This guy's behavior just now was also strange.

When facing the demon, his restraint was far too obvious.

"Furthermore, upon closer examination, Kirkbor's style is quite different from his usual approach. So, have you been in contact with him?"

As Azazel pondered this, a murderous glint flashed in his eyes.

Don't let his seemingly kind demeanor fool you; as the governor of fallen angels, he's no pushover.

"If I find out who was behind the attack on Hell, then I will absolutely—"

"Azazel." Accompanied by the glow of the magic circle, another fallen angel appeared beside Azazel.

"Shemkhasa, you've come."

Azazel did not turn around, but instead looked up at the sky above Hell, at the blurry, mosaic-like expanse.

"How are everyone who was teleported away by the transfer spell...?"

He asked. B.

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"The situation is not optimistic."

The fallen angel named Shemhasa had fury burning in his eyes.

He looked at the scene of hell, and his anger intensified.

Any fallen angel who lives in Hell and considers it their home would absolutely not tolerate their home being ravaged like this.

Although this place is called "Hell," no fallen angel truly wants their home to become exactly as described in the Bible about Hell.

However, upon hearing Azazel's question, he still managed to suppress his anger and answer.

"Even though the teleportation spell in hell worked, our compatriots still suffered heavy casualties."

"Almost everyone suffered burns of varying degrees, and the death toll was no less than 10,000."

“I see…” Azazel said in a low voice, his back to “280” Shemhasa, his gaze still fixed on the sky above hell.

Previously, the pure-blooded fallen angels living in Hell, having endured numerous battles, numbered only a few hundred thousand.

Add to that the even larger number of hybrid fallen angels, and the humans who have turned to fallen angels, and the total number is roughly just over a million.

Although their total number is still less than that of a slightly larger human city, this is all the fallen angels have.

However, this kind of casualty occurred...

If you think the numbers aren't that many, then put yourself in their shoes and consider the consequences proportionally. Imagine hearing that a country with a population of over a billion suffered tens of millions of deaths and hundreds of millions of injuries due to a terrorist attack...

Then, perhaps we can understand what these two leaders of the fallen angels are feeling.

Being attacked by the enemy and suffering such casualties, the attacked side is probably already mentally prepared and planning to fight for their survival.

Attacks like this are rare, even during the war between the three races.

After all, such actions are usually taken with the intention of completely annihilating the other party, which can easily provoke the other party to retaliate without regard for anything else.

Even now, Azazel is still pondering who was responsible for this incident.

At this crucial moment when he thought peace was on the horizon, his headquarters suddenly suffered a devastating blow, leaving him no choice but to be suspicious.

Although, in his opinion, neither Michael nor Sazex seemed like the kind of guys who would do such a thing.

However, he had previously believed that peace had arrived—and the horrific state of hell he witnessed was a perfect irony for him.

Therefore, at this time, we must not blindly trust other forces.

It's not a question of whether to believe or not, but a question of whether it's possible to believe.

In this situation, if they continue to harbor some naive ideas... then what awaits the fallen angels may be true destruction.

Therefore, Azazel would never gamble in this situation by choosing to trust the enemy.

—That's right. At this point, in Azazel's eyes, the Underworld and the Celestial Realm were already enemies.

After all, taking advantage of the fallen angels losing their stronghold, causing them some trouble... no one can guarantee that no one in the underworld or heaven will have such thoughts.

“Taking advantage of our absence, they launched an attack here—” Shemhasa said through gritted teeth. “The actions of these thieves have deprived us of the hell we live in.”

This is the home of fallen angels who have lived for countless years.

It was a large-scale alternate dimension created by the combined efforts of many fallen angel leaders before the ancient war.

Now, many leaders of the fallen angels have perished in the great war, making it impossible to open up such an alternate dimension again.

Now, all we can do is hope that hell can still be repaired.

Thinking of this, Shemhasa raised his head with grief and indignation, looking at the mosaic-like scene in the sky that represented the instability of space.

“It’s alright, Shemhasa.” Azazel put his hands in his pockets, his voice still deep. “Wherever fallen angels live, there is hell.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere fell silent.

"By the way, Azazel, Daniel, who was originally responsible for guarding Hell, is still out of contact as he confronts the enemies attacking Hell."

Shemhasa added.

Daniel was also among the first group of fallen angels to fall, and could be considered an elder among them.

Furthermore, he is also a ten-winged fallen angel, and his name is recorded in the Bible.

Although the statement mentions "losing contact," Azazel understood perfectly what it meant.

"I see."

Azazel's fingers trembled slightly as he answered calmly.

"Furthermore, it seems that quite a few of the humans we've absorbed want to break away from us fallen angels," Shemhasa said indignantly, suddenly remembering something.

In its past development, the Fallen Angels absorbed a considerable number of humans who longed for the Fallen Angels.

But now, seeing the attack that had just targeted hell directly made them all back down.

This is probably what they mean by "when disaster strikes, everyone flies away."

Asasil was not much surprised by the news.

Those who unite for mutual benefit will inevitably part ways because of mutual benefit.

As the governor of the fallen angels, he may not have heard of this saying, but he understood the principle quite well.

Since those humans came to the Fallen Angels for their own purposes, it was only natural for them to leave when they saw that the situation here seemed unfavorable.

“It’s alright, let them go.” Azazel sat on the ground, where the lava had solidified, but the temperature was still quite high. “Since they want to leave, forcing them to stay won’t do any good.”

"Or rather, those who truly want to leave should be allowed to leave as soon as possible."

"At a time like this, I don't want to have to worry about internal problems."

Asaher said in a flat tone.