With Kahra and his army of spiked demons officially joining Grand Duke Bilel's camp, all the high-ranking demons with power in the fourth level of hell have already taken sides.

Although there are still some fence-sitters who are still wavering, or want to wait until the situation becomes completely clear before flattering the winner.

But their power is too weak and they can't have any impact on the overall situation.

So both Bilel and Philna chose to ignore this group of "trash" and led their huge devil armies to approach the opponent's position.

Overall, the former, as the "Regent", clearly has an overwhelming numerical advantage.

More than 70% of the devils at this level chose to swear allegiance to the former lord.

After all, he is old enough and has rich experience in ruling, and is obviously more trustworthy than Philna, who was put in power as a puppet after the Great Purge.

But the disadvantage is that the devil army under Bilaier is too bloated, and there are all kinds of guys. It is impossible to know which ones can be truly trusted and which ones are just pretending to surrender out of necessity, and are actually flirting with Philna secretly, or even worse, secretly passing on important information.

This means that he absolutely cannot encounter setbacks, and he also cannot afford to lose.

Otherwise, the hidden internal problems will begin to erupt continuously, eventually leading to a snowball-like collapse.

In comparison, although the number of legions controlled by Philna is less than half of that of her father, her advantage lies in the fact that she has gained the authority by leveraging her status as a lord and has promoted them one by one personally.

These newly promoted high-level devils are very clear about where their power and status came from.

If Archduke Biller came to power, all of this would most likely be taken away, and he might even face the shame of being demoted. Therefore, their loyalty is often very high, and they are particularly united in the face of huge external pressure and threats.

Some of the Pit Fiends even carried out all-round, three-dimensional reinforcement of the castles, palaces, and fortresses under their control, and prepared to use these fortifications to delay time after the failure of the first battle, in order to seek external assistance or wait for the intervention of Asmodeus, the lord of Hell.

However, they did not know that Philna had already secretly connected and formed alliances through the Great Devil's best method, and then placed spies and even assassins in the opponent's camp, and finally found an appropriate time to seize the fruits of victory at the lowest cost.

There is no doubt that this is the most respected way of political and power struggle in Hell, compared to the large-scale and brutal civil wars that broke out between the lords of the levels.

If it is ultimately successful, the entire case will be included in the political textbooks for all devils who have reached a certain level to study and refer to.

When it comes to learning advanced experiences and summing up lessons, the devil is countless levels better than the demons.

Generally speaking, most conspiracies and tricks can only be used once in hell.

If you use it a second time, there is a high probability that your opponent will discover it or detect it in advance.

Fortunately, Zuo Si, the airborne ninth-level lord, is not like other demons. He has already been studied thoroughly in long-term struggles and games.

In the eyes of lords from other levels, he is surrounded by too many mysterious halos, and he is often not in his own territory. Therefore, many devils are a little confused about what is going on in the mind of this crown prince of hell, and what his personality, ambitions, desires and goals are.

With Gracia frantically attracting firepower, the whole plan was able to proceed so smoothly.

At this moment, Philna, the nominal lord of the fourth level, was sitting in the legion's camp, watching the endless army of demons building a fortress outside.

Unlike demons who have no discipline at all and only know how to burn, kill, loot and vent their instincts and desires, and start fighting as soon as they meet, devils have strict discipline that mortals cannot imagine.

Especially during war, after arriving at the front line and contacting the enemy, they would not immediately launch an attack, but would first build a series of solid fortifications on the spot that could be used for attack or defense.

In this way, they can use these fortifications to perform many ingenious tactics that dazzle the enemy.

So when the two hostile devil armies met, apart from sending out necessary reconnaissance teams to find out the strength of the other side, the rest were all busy carrying out civil engineering work.

Those who know that this is the devils' habit of building fortifications to stabilize their rear, while those who don't know would think they are competing in a city-building competition.

Large amounts of boiling magma were continuously scooped out from the river of fire that could be seen everywhere on the fourth floor, and then shaped and cooled through magic, eventually forming an integrated rock wall that was more than ten meters or even dozens of meters high.

As for the thickness...

There is basically no way to break through it with brute force. Even if it is hit repeatedly by meteors falling from the sky, it will never collapse easily.

Moreover, for the convenience of defense, the interior is divided into more than a dozen layers inside and outside, and there are tunnels hidden two or three hundred meters deep underground.

From the other end, the retreat route of the defenders in front can be completely blocked.

The reason for this design is mainly to prevent the devils from always choosing the good habit of "strategic retreat" immediately when they find that the battle situation is unfavorable to them.

As long as the retreat route is blocked from the other side, the defenders will have to fight to the death until the last man, causing huge casualties to the enemy.

Even if a military fortress of this level was placed on the battlefield of World War II, it could withstand the repeated attacks of heavy artillery and aerial bombs, and would definitely be a nightmare for the attacking side.

If Zuo Si saw this scene, he would definitely sigh that it was a waste of talent for these devils not to contract construction projects.

His ninth level fully taps the devil's potential in this regard, contributing day and night to the expansion of the huge cyberpunk city.

While construction was frantically going on in the camps on both sides, the teams sent out for reconnaissance also began to clash in the vast three-dimensional space of the fourth level.

In just a few hours, thousands of demons died forever in this area filled with rivers of fire and erupting volcanoes.

Although most of them are low-level imps with flying capabilities, they are not even appetizers for real battles.

But the tense atmosphere on the eve of the war had already shrouded the blood-red sky.

Tens of thousands of hellhounds also spread out on the vast plains burning with flames, chasing and biting each other, and interweaving with a large number of flames with thoughts and wisdom, forming an extremely spectacular scene.

Fortunately, demons and hellhounds are immune to fire damage, otherwise if it were any other mortal from the material plane, they would probably be burned to death in a few minutes by these flames that are like a thorn in their flesh and cannot be avoided.

"How long will it take us to complete the construction of the fortifications?"

After a long silence, Philna asked her subordinates.

This female devil has a body as perfect as a statue. Unlike her father, Bilaier, who has a ferocious and weird face, hers is very delicate and three-dimensional.

Her slightly dark skin reveals a kind of beauty and sexiness that cannot be described in words. She has a pair of small horns on her forehead, and her eyes emit the devil's unique red temptation light. She is wearing an exquisite and luxurious silk dress, but she gives people a very dissolute feeling.

In fact, for a long time, Philna gave people the impression of being a playful and flattering socialite who ostensibly submitted to her father's will and was keen on playing with those weaker than herself.

But behind the scenes, she is actually an out-and-out conspiracy master, secretly plotting how to seize power from her father, until she becomes the true lord of the fourth plane like her so-called "best friend" Gracia.

The reason why the word "best friends" is put in quotation marks comes from the fragile friendship between these two female devils, like plastic sisters.

Although Philna was always jealous and obsessed with Gracia's great power and growing strength, deep down she always felt that she had relied on her father and the protection of Asmodeus to get everything she had today.

But she had to fight with her father to seize the right to rule the fourth level.

With such a huge psychological gap, not to mention an evil devil, even a human would be seriously unbalanced.

So the feelings between the two sides are very complicated and twisted.

Fortunately, under the guidance of her father, Grand Duke Biler, Philna has grasped the essence of "love and pain". She also learned disguise and forbearance during her time as a puppet, so the cooperation has always been quite pleasant.

Occasionally she would use the techniques she had learned to satisfy Gracia's insatiable desires.

Since both parties were women, still so young, and had experienced some unpleasant things with their fathers, they naturally developed into a close alliance.

Even though Archduke Piler later discovered that Gracia had secretly instigated his daughter to rebel against him, he tried every means to separate the two, but in the end he failed without exception.

He didn't realize at all that since becoming the nominal lord of the fourth level, Philna's ambition had begun to grow uncontrollably.

Even without Gracia's instigation, the latter would continue to try to seize power.

The repeated conversations about "independence" are the best proof of this.

"My Lord, according to the reports from each legion, we will be able to complete the basic construction of the fortress in about seven hours at most.

However, considering that we are at a disadvantage in terms of military strength, I do not recommend that you launch the attack first.

After all, the attacker usually suffers more casualties than the defender.

Instead, it is wisest to choose to defend first and wait for the situation to turn around."

A Hell Demon general stood up and expressed his opinion carefully.

"Counterattack?"

Philna couldn't help laughing when she heard this, and then she shook her right index finger in a teasing and seductive manner: "No, no, no, defense can't help us win the final victory.

On the contrary, we must take the initiative and attack on all fronts to attract all the enemy's forces.

Only in this way can the turning point you just mentioned occur.

Remember, there is only one thing I have been pursuing from the beginning, and that is absolute dominance over the fourth plane.

Instead of fighting and negotiating for more rights and then continuing to share power with my foolish father who is deeply involved in the political whirlpool. "

"You mean... you have a spy in Archduke Bile's army? So as long as we lure out the enemy's main force, they will suddenly launch a backstab?"

The devil duke of the fourth level, Bathum, seemed to realize something, raised his head and his eyes began to glow slightly.

As a person who had once been loyal to Bile, but later switched to the female great devil in front of him who had the legitimate title of lord, he had already been involved in conspiracies and intrigues for thousands of years, so he knew very well what the deadly attacks hidden behind various tactics were.

In this case, launching an all-out attack despite being at a disadvantage in terms of troop strength is basically a sure sign of planting a stake within the enemy's interior.

Philna smiled meaningfully and responded, “My arrogant father always believed that he had supreme power and could easily make all the demons in the fourth plane surrender.

But he obviously forgot that hell is a place of extreme order.

From the moment I ascended the throne, the balance of power has tilted.

Although many demons continued to obey him in name, they already had their own plans in secret.

What's more, this time I found a powerful and extremely insidious ally.

And this ally has helped arrange everything.

All we have to do is put on a great show according to the script he gave us.”

"Excuse me, who is this ally you mentioned? Could it be Grand Duke Gracia, the Lord of the Sixth Level?"

Another devil duke, Zapan, also spoke tentatively.

After all, this political stance concerns his life, property, power and status, so he has to be extra cautious.

"Gracie? Haha, she is far from qualified. She just played a role in the script like us."

After saying this, Philna licked her tempting red lips with her tongue. She no longer paid attention to the curious and inquiring eyes of her other subordinates, and began to close her eyes to prepare for the next battle.

She really hopes to stage the famous scene of "loving father and filial daughter" at the last moment and completely get rid of her father, who is the biggest stumbling block and hidden danger on her road to power.

In this way, after dozens of hours of crazy construction, two huge black fortresses were finally built under the hard work of countless devils and their enslaved laborers.

Just when Bilai's party was planning to rest before launching an attack, the commanders of the Hellfire, Scorpion and Horned Demons on Fierna's side led their armies and launched a fierce charge like mad dogs.

Because of the surprise attack and the full-scale mobilization, the former lost a large number of low-level devils and slaves who were still on the front line and had not been recalled in time at the first encounter.

Immediately following Phil's devil army, they resurrected the dead bodies and used them as undead cannon fodder and threw them into the forefront of the war.

If the Bone Demon Legion in the back had not reacted quickly enough and stepped up to stabilize the defense line in time, the fortifications that had been built with great difficulty would have been mostly destroyed when the war broke out.

At the same time, Bilaier, who had reacted quickly, also quickly deployed his troops and sent out most of his reserve troops, using his own military advantage to advance steadily and gradually erode the opponent's military strength.

As a former lord of the fourth plane, he was much better at combat command than his daughter.

At one point, this sinister and cunning great devil even developed a plan to invade the fifth and sixth levels.

In his eyes, the Lord of the Fifth Plane, Levistus, was sealed in a huge block of ice by Asmodeus during the Great Purge, and could only command his subordinates by remote control. His power had long been greatly weakened.

At that time, as long as his army moves in, he can easily sweep the entire level.

The situation on the sixth floor was similar. The lord at that time was still the previous old witch.

She wasn't even one of the Bazut Devils, and it was pure luck that she got to the top.

Unfortunately, this grand plan was completely bankrupt when Gracia came to power.

Watching the battle line in the distance gradually change from passive defense to strategic counterattack, Bilaier smiled with satisfaction and said to several confidants following him: "Fierna is still too young to adopt such an aggressive style of play.

Although at the beginning, the legion under her command did catch us off guard.

But by the time we reacted, these troops that had come out in full force with no way of retreat would soon be surrounded, divided and annihilated little by little.

Thanks to her, it looks like this war will end sooner than expected."

"Yes, it will be over soon indeed."

There was a hint of barely perceptible mockery in Kahra's eyes, and he soon joined the other devils in flattering the emperor.

Because he took a look around and found that besides his own army of thorny demons, there were only a few personal guards consisting of Hellfire Fiends and Horned Demons in the rear.

The other devil legions were sent up as reserve forces to withstand the enemy's frenzied attack during the chaos just now.

This means that if he takes action at this time, Kahra only needs to deal with no more than thirty enemies.

Although these thirty enemies are higher level than the Spike Demon, no matter how powerful they are, they cannot withstand a crushing force that is hundreds or even thousands of times stronger.

However, what surprised Kazila was that he had not received any signal to take action so far, so he could only suppress his inner urge to try and continue to use his superb acting skills to paralyze and deceive the "Regent".

On the other side, Philna had already led her guards and her lovers directly to the battlefield.

She continued to release large-scale destructive magic including meteor storms, energy absorption, earthquake and the like towards the enemies that were rushing towards her.

When the enemy's formation becomes chaotic, this female devil will rush forward wielding a giant flaming sword to kill and reap, enjoying the excitement and pleasure of having the blood splattered on her body and face.

Under the leadership of Philna, the Devil's Army, which had already shown signs of decline, regrouped once again and pushed back the counterattack by Bilair's side.

Obviously, unless Bilel took action personally, no high-level devil on the battlefield could defeat this lord of the fourth level.

Even if the Hell Demon rushed forward, he would be chopped down by the sword in two or three rounds at most.

When her whole body was soaked in blood, Philna raised the sword in her hand and shouted: "Father! Don't you even have the courage to come out and fight me?"

It was obviously impossible for Bilaier to ignore such provocative words. He immediately flew into the air with his guards and said sarcastically with contempt and disdain: "Courage? Are you qualified to talk to me about this word? Tell me, who gave you the courage to plot against me in secret?

Who made you think you could win this war?

Don't ever tell me it was that idiot Gracia.

If she didn't have a father who was the Lord of Hell, she wouldn't be qualified to be compared with other lords."

"Ah! dear father, you have finally shown yourself."

The corners of Philna's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a vicious, cruel and bloodthirsty expression, which was completely different from the cute, playful, enjoyable and joyful appearance she usually showed.

"Surrender, my foolish daughter.

You will never be my opponent in this power struggle.

If you surrender now, I will consider giving you one of the best rooms in the palace tower and allowing you to continue to have some of your entertainment."

Bilaier began to persuade them to surrender in a condescending tone.

In any case, the devil's family ties and family values are much stronger than those of the devil.

At least the devil won't sell his own children or tear them to pieces when he goes crazy.

"Hahahaha! Oh my god! Do you think you have a sure win?"

Fierna couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Isn't it?" Bilaier asked unmoved. "After all, even the secret weapon you prepared for me has chosen to fall into my arms. This shows how unpopular your actions are."

Fierna stopped laughing, glanced at the Devil of Pleasure who was hiding far behind, gently wiped the blood on her cheek, and said in a playful tone: "If you mean Glamir, then I can only say that you have the wrong person this time.

She is not the pawn you imagined, who was manipulated by me and eventually ran away out of fear.

Instead, he had already surrendered to the new master and was following his orders.

It was Glamir who personally dragged you into this pre-prepared trap."

"What? A trap!"

Bilaier suddenly felt that something seemed to be wrong.

Just as he was about to turn around and question Gramir, the Spike Demon Legion, which had always served as the last reserve, suddenly rose up and launched an attack from the rear with a force as violent as a tidal wave.

They were like an unstoppable sharp dagger, piercing fiercely into the back of the unprepared army. They were invincible wherever they passed, and no devil army could stop their advance.

What's even more terrible is that this kind of internal and external cooperation instantly caused the originally solid defense line to collapse, and countless legions were cut in the middle again and again.

Some guys who were originally wavering in betting on both sides, after seeing this situation, immediately gave the signal of rebellion and turned around to attack their own side together with the enemy.

Because there were too many rebellious legions, the devils loyal to Bileel could not tell who was their ally and who was their enemy, and eventually they inevitably fell into chaos and a dangerous situation of fighting each other.

"Grand Duke! Your Excellency the Grand Duke! This is bad! My army of spiked demons has been bribed by someone unknown! They have suddenly launched a rebellion!"

Kazila covered the cut on his abdomen and ran over with a panicked look on his face.

At this moment, he looked so innocent and pitiful, like a dog abandoned by his master, desperately trying to show his loyalty.

Because everything happened so suddenly, Bilel had no time to react to what was happening, let alone realize that it was the commander of the Hellfire in front of him who gave the backstab order and allowed it to fly in front of him.

He subconsciously roared in anger: "You idiot! Idiot! Waste! You can't even keep an eye on your own men! What use do I have for you?"

"Don't... don't do this! Grand Duke! For the sake of my loyalty to you, please give me a chance to make amends."

Kazila hugged the other person's thighs and began to cry and beg with tears and snot.

"Okay! Then I'll give you another chance! Immediately eliminate all those Spike Demon officers who started the rebellion! Gather the troops and rebuild the defense line!"

There was a flame of anger flashing in Bilel's pupils.

If looks could kill, this hell demon would have died countless times by now.

But just as he was about to kick the other person away, Kazra, with his superb acting skills, finally showed his deadly fangs.

This guy pretended to be in unbearable pain, and suddenly without any warning, he pulled out a small thing that was either a dagger or a rapier from the wound in his abdomen. At lightning speed, he stabbed it into the heart of Bilair's chest with a "puff".

Since the weapon was attached with a large amount of magic-canceling and magic-breaking properties, the latter's unexpected spell and corresponding protective magic were either canceled or suppressed instantly as soon as they were activated.

Even the damage reduction of the Great Devil was unable to function due to the dual blessing of the kindness attribute and the silver refining attribute.

"you?!!!!!!"

Bilair's face changed drastically, and he immediately realized that the backstab attack launched by the Spike Demon Legion was not a rebellion at all, but a premeditated internal and external collaboration.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, please don't bear a grudge against me, because I just don't want to lose everything in this fight."

As he spoke, Kazira pushed the lever of the strange weapon in his hand hard, injecting the black grease stored inside into it. Then he flapped his wings quickly and retreated to a safe place to observe how the situation developed.

The next second...

"Ahhhh! W-What did you inject into my body?"

Archduke Biller immediately pulled out the thing inserted into his heart like a madman, trying to squeeze out the unknown substance that had been injected into it.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

After continuous upgrading and transformation, the oil flows throughout the body along with the blood at an incredible speed.

After a while, Bilaier began to feel uncontrollable changes in his body. One of his eyes was completely obscured by a sticky liquid, and the weapon in his hand was decomposed in just a dozen seconds, eventually turning into liquid metal that wrapped around one of his arms, replacing flesh and bones to form a mechanical arm full of strange beauty.

"No! No! No! Stop! I order you to stop!"

The big devil tried to tear off the shiny oil that was eroding and transforming his body.

But unfortunately, all these struggles were in vain.

No matter how many times he destroyed the metal structure, Shuoyou was always able to tirelessly redesign and transform it again and again.

And the next time is always stronger than the last time.

Even if he transformed himself into a spirit form, he could not escape. He could only watch in despair as this irreversible change devoured him bit by bit.

When Archduke Biler fell from the sky to the ground, Shuoyou also decomposed and absorbed the weapons, armor, and debris dropped by the devils after their death, and continuously upgraded and iterated this rare and powerful individual, slowly gathering it into a daunting behemoth.

He looked like an oval sphere made of metal, flesh, bones, and cooled magma.

On top of the sphere grew densely packed structures as thick as tentacles, supporting the movement of the heavy body and sucking in everything that could be swallowed along the way.

As for the original face and body, they had long disappeared, leaving only the eyeballs at the end of the tentacles extending from the oval sphere to observe the surrounding situation.

At the bottom of the body are thousands of mouths with crushing and swallowing functions, which can decompose all the matter rolled up by the tentacles and then recombine them into part of the body.

Because the appearance was too distorted and indescribable, both parties who were originally fighting stopped fighting at the same time, raised their heads and stared at this shocking scene with wide eyes.

The instigator, the hell demon Kazra, was swallowing uncontrollably, and he couldn't believe that he had just hidden such a dangerous and terrifying object in his body.

If there is even the slightest leak, the consequences will be disastrous.

Not to mention him, even Philna, who wanted to kill her old father, did not do anything at this moment. She just watched from afar as the behemoth continued to devour everything around it while constantly screaming in pain.

Any demon or other creature that dares to stand in its way will be ruthlessly torn apart, devoured, and decomposed.

"You...what exactly did you give me?"

After a long silence, Kazra finally couldn't help but ask the Devil of Joy who was responsible for conveying the order.

"That is Shuo Oil, one of the secret weapons that Lord Soth possesses."

Gramir gave the answer with forced calmness.

But if you pay attention to the arm that is shaking slightly uncontrollably, you will know that her heart is not as calm as she appears.

After all, as the lord's secretary, although Gramir knew about the existence of such a thing as Shining Oil, he had no clear concept of its true power.

But now she finally understood why the Succubus Queen Mecanthus had repeatedly reminded her to use the weapon with caution when she had handed it to her.

"Sparkling oil..."

Kazila memorized this word firmly in his mind and listed the ninth level as the first on the list of places that must not be provoked.

Just as the Hell Demon was about to ask for more information, Firna, who had come to her senses, had already crossed the battlefield and walked straight to her daughter. She raised her hand and gently stroked her delicate and beautiful face, then held her in her arms and kissed her forehead, nose, lips, neck...

After she finished all this, she praised generously: "Well done, my dear daughter.

You did better than I thought, and you didn't even arouse our father's suspicion.

No wonder Soth was reluctant to sacrifice you.

As a reward for your outstanding performance, I now declare you free, no longer bound by the constraints of your bloodline and identity.

Now you can pursue the life you want.”

"I am...free?"

Glamir raised his head and stared at his mother with a slightly blank look.

"Yes, I mean what I say."

After saying that, Philna stopped paying attention to her daughter, turned around and cast her gaze at the commander of the Hell Demon who was standing respectfully beside her and waiting for her decision.

After about half a minute, she smiled and stretched out her fingers to gently stroke the other's cheek and chest, and asked with a smile: "Strong, smart, and cunning Kazra, how do you think I should reward you, the greatest contributor? Without you, it would not be easy to defeat my father, Bilaier.

Maybe it will be a different picture.”

“You are too kind, my lord.

It is my duty and obligation to obey your orders.

What's more, I just played an insignificant role as instructed, and the real hero was someone else.

If that adult hadn't prepared everything, I wouldn't have dared to take such an extremely risky action."

Kazila was humble for once, which was rare.

It wasn't that he didn't want to take the credit for this great achievement, but after seeing what happened to Bilair, he was truly frightened.

“You are indeed a smart man.

I like smart and capable subordinates the most.

How about this, you lead the Needle Demon Legion to sweep the entire battlefield, reorganize those demons who have laid down their weapons and surrender, and form a brand new legion.

Later I will appoint you as the commander of this legion, responsible for stationing it at the border to guard against possible sneak attacks from other lords.

How about it, are you satisfied with this reward?

At this point, Fierna suddenly paused and began to look up and down at the tall and strong figure of the Hell Demon with an aggressive look. Then she slid her fingers down along his abdomen and teased him in a naked and undisguised tone: "Or maybe you prefer another reward, such as becoming my lover? Enjoy the pleasure of love and pain with me every day?"

"Thank you for your generosity and favor, but I think the first one is enough."

Kahra rejected the tempting invitation of the female devil almost without thinking.

It's not that he is not interested in beauty and carnal desires, he just doesn't want to become one of those poor victims in the dungeons below the lord's palace.

Like Gracia, Firna is also a female devil with extraordinary desires in some aspects.

And she is not like the former, who would just suck it dry or kill it after playing with it.

Just the opposite.

Philna preferred to lock up those lovers she was tired of playing with in the dungeon of her palace, and then throw spears or other sharp objects at the imprisoned lovers below through the hollow floor, and listen to the painful wails and screams of the other party after being injured.

And compared to Gracia, who is hungry and does not care about anything, she prefers to seduce those pure and kind-hearted holy warriors, and then let them fall into the blindness of love and degenerate little by little.

It is said that beneath the huge lord's palace on the fourth floor, there are at least more than a thousand holy warrior prisoners who have either fallen or are in the process of falling, as well as some angels from the upper planes.

Just as Firna began to accept surrender, incorporate and organize the various forces on the fourth level to form her own ruling structure, Zuo Si had already arrived at the river of fire not far from the battlefield with the Khorne angel Zariel.

Their purpose is very simple, which is to recover the great devil who is being perfected - Bilaier.

Although this guy's appearance has become quite distorted, he has not been completely destroyed.

His evil core as a great devil, as well as his tenacious spirit and will, are still fighting constantly.

He was unwilling to lose everything like this, so he tried to use the high temperature of the river of fire to melt the metal and flesh wrapped around the outer layer and burn all the black oil.

"Humph! What a stubborn fellow! He is still trying to resist your great blessing and perfect evolution."

Zariel, dressed in a heavy silver-white power armor, directly pulled out the chainsaw hanging on the weapon rack behind him.

Under the roar of the oil engine, this powerful enchanted weapon immediately made a creepy buzzing sound.

"Go ahead. But be careful not to damage this new research sample. It has a very high research value."

Zuo Si had no intention of stopping it. Instead, he took two steps back to create a large enough battlefield.

Just as Zariel was about to start the jet engine and rush forward to attack, a huge army of demons suddenly appeared out of nowhere on the horizon.

The guys walking in front were carrying flags that looked like snakes, and there were so many of them that one couldn't see the end.

"That's... the army of Viscount Mammon, the lord of the third level! Is he crazy? He actually led his army directly into the fourth level!"

Zariel recognized the markings of his old rival immediately.

When the civil war broke out last time, it was Viscount Mammon who first surrendered to Asmodeus, and then led his army to rescue Grand Duke Disparte of the second level, causing her to believe that the opportunity to capture the second level had been lost, and she finally decided to withdraw her troops.

Now that I see the other party made the mistake first, it is natural that new and old grudges will surge into my heart and I want to settle the accounts together.

"Interesting! I never thought Maman would be so bold as to trample directly on the laws and rules of Hell.

Or maybe he had some secret alliance with Bilel, and he took action impatiently after realizing that his ally was in trouble.

But it doesn't matter.

Let's use his army to test the combat effectiveness of our new toys."

As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers, directly issuing an order to Bilair who was tumbling in the river of fire through his own will.

moment!

The latter, who was still struggling, felt a powerful force that could not be defied, and then he soared into the air like a cannonball driven by a shiny oil engine, and smashed into Viscount Mammon's marching devil army together with the fireballs and lava rain in the sky.

Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! With a deafening roar and an earth-shaking tremor, Bilaier's elliptical spherical body smashed directly into the ground, creating a huge crater with a diameter of more than two kilometers.

More than two legions of hook demons and half a legion of bone demons, along with their horned demons and the commander of the Hell Demon, were turned to ashes in a single blow.

Although the subsequent lava rain did not cause any harm to the devils who were immune to fire damage, the lava pool formed after falling to the ground cut the army into two parts, front and back.

Immediately afterwards, Bilaier began to wave his tentacles, rolling the bodies of the crushed demons into his mouth continuously. Some were thrown in alive and crushed by the meat grinder-like metal structure inside.

No one knew what this sudden behemoth was, let alone how to deal with it.

Because almost all magic hit him like a tickle.

It is completely immune to all kinds of control and charm magic.

The originally neat army formation was torn apart in a very short time, and a battle of 1 VS unknown number of tens of thousands broke out.

(End of this chapter)