The largest library in the Outer Plane, the Temple of Knowledge.
At this moment, Zuo Si was strolling alone in the endless ocean of knowledge. From time to time, he would pick up a book or a scroll from a shelf that was hundreds of meters high to read, and then quickly put it back to its original place.
Because there are so many bookshelves, the area here is enough to cover the total area of more than a dozen modern metropolises combined.
Not only does it contain records of almost all the history, technology, magic, humanities, and geographical changes of the continent of Faerun from the beginning of the world to the present, but it also contains many mysteries from other planes and even the entire universe.
It can be said that everything that the God of Knowledge Oghma knows is completely preserved here.
It is impossible for any mortal to read so much content in his entire life, let alone remember and understand the meaning of those words, pictures and other storage media.
Even on some special bookshelves, there are brains that have been dug out and soaked in preservative liquid, or skulls that preserve souls and memory fragments.
There is no distinction between good and evil here, nor is there a conflict between order and chaos.
Some are simply the collection and preservation of all types of knowledge.
Although this was not his first time here, Zuo Si still couldn't help feeling a little envious.
After all, he also wanted such a comprehensive database to ensure that when he encountered difficult problems in the universe, he could quickly find the corresponding clues.
Although the three private libraries he built were already quite large, one was in the floating city of Plantia, one was in the Doomsday Bunker on Magic Earth, and the other was the Mage Tower in Askatla, but they were far from the one of Oghma, the God of Knowledge.
Zuo Si even found some relatively credible theories about the origin of the Yug'groth demons, as well as speculation about the identity of General Jiao Yan.
In addition, there is a book that clearly records the abilities used by the two Slaad Lords in the battles in the Mechanical Realm and Mount Heaven.
Most importantly, he found a reference to the crystal pendant in an ancient scroll that was almost identical to it.
According to the description in the book, the location recorded on the crystal pendant is not in the Scorching Hell, but in a canyon in the Gray Wilderness plane.
After General Jiao Yan expelled the influence of chaos and order, he buried the Heart of Darkness Gem at the place where the Yug'groth was first born.
In this way, the Yugoloths that are born later will no longer have any tendencies towards law or chaos, but will retain the purest evil nature.
After reading the last page, Zuo Si closed the book in his hand and put it back to its original place, staring at the slightly turbid pendant in his palm and sighed: "I didn't expect it to be related to the Dark Heart Gem.
The birthplace of the yugoloth? Sounds interesting.
If I dig out the Heart of Darkness, will the yugoloth once again be influenced by the forces of chaos and law?"
"I advise you not to do this, otherwise the scale of the bloody war will become even greater than it is now. Order and chaos will also collide violently across the entire universe."
Along with the familiar voice, Oghma appeared out of nowhere in the huge library with a faint smile on his face.
It was obvious that he was quite satisfied with the knowledge Zuo Si brought back this time.
Among them, the will of the bottomless abyss - the memory of Urgashek, as well as a vast amount of dark forbidden power that even the gods have never heard of, helped the god of knowledge uncover some of the mysteries about the birth of the universe.
Especially the ancient primordial beings, the wild gods, who are the least understood by gods.
"Are you not interested in the birth of the Yug'groth and the General Jiao Yan who never showed up?"
Zuo Si asked back with interest while fiddling with the crystal pendant in his hand.
Oghma immediately laughed and replied, "Hahahaha! Of course I'm interested. I'm even eager to uncover the truth of these liars who never speak a single word of truth. But the problem is that it involves the current balance of the universe, so we must be cautious."
"Please don't worry. I didn't say I must take the Heart of Darkness for myself. I just want to take a look at what it looks like and how to make such a large group of Yugroths not be affected by chaos and order."
After saying that, Zuo Si put away the pendant and shrugged nonchalantly.
"Okay. If you insist on doing this, remember to bring back the secret of the Dark Heart Gem. I'm very much looking forward to the story and history behind it."
Oghma obviously had no intention of stopping it, instead there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
This is also why, among all the gods, Zuo Si has the best relationship with the god of knowledge and his thoughts and ideas are closest to him.
Since Oghma has no inclination towards good or evil, order or chaos, he actually has no stance and is not as keen on maintaining the so-called "balance" as many absolutely neutral gods.
He only becomes enraged and unable to resist intervening when knowledge, books, and scrolls are being destroyed.
"No problem. You should know that I never mind sharing knowledge. But this matter is not urgent. I plan to give myself a vacation recently to rest and relax a little."
Zuo Si agreed without even thinking about it.
"take a vacation?"
When Ogma heard this word, he immediately showed an expression of great surprise.
Because in the eyes of the outside world, since Zuo Si came to the continent of Faerun, he has basically been either doing things or on the way to doing things, and he has a strong and insatiable desire for knowledge and power.
He also thought that the other party didn't need to rest or relax at all, and would maintain this state until achieving his expected goal.
Zuo Si nodded slightly and explained, "Yes, it's a vacation.
I don't want to keep my nerves tense for too long.
The result of doing so is basically either going crazy or gradually losing yourself.
So proper relaxation and rest are necessary.
It helps me start the next phase of my plan with ease.
Oh, and by the way, what do you want to say about Emrakul, the only Eldrazi titan to have a self-concept crystallized from the group consciousness?"
Oghma shook his head slightly and said, "I'm sorry, but I may not know as much about the Dark Void and Void creatures as you do, so you should make your own decision.
However, the fact that the Eldrazi Titans actually originated from a huge group consciousness is indeed worth studying.
Because extracting the concept of self from group consciousness is not something that can be done casually and easily.
It involves many internal factors and contingency.
I suggest you spend more time with this Titan named Emrakul and understand how he came up with the concept of self.
Then, you can use this technology and skill to achieve absolute control over each unit through the oil, just as the Eldrazi titan can control his creation at will."
"You mean to use the connection of the planeswalker's spark to penetrate into the body of every sparkling oil creature through your own consciousness, perception, and even soul across space?"
There was a strange light in Zuo Si's eyes.
If he could really do this, then he would to some extent surpass the gods and become a truly immortal and powerful being.
By then, neither the will of the abyss, nor the supreme god Io in the crystal wall where Toril is, nor the old dragon Nicol Bolas, will be able to pose a real threat to his life, because in the endless time and space of the multiverse, as long as there is one shining oil creation in existence, it can make a comeback again and again.
"Yes, that's right. For a planeswalker like you, hiding yourself in a huge swarm is actually a very ideal state. And through my research, I found that there is still a lot of potential to be tapped in the sparkling oil."
As he spoke, Ogma took out a portion of dark blue sparkling oil that he had improved from his pocket.
"This is..."
Zuo Si clearly felt the amazing energy contained in the blue oil.
Oghma replied meaningfully: "This is a new storage medium that I created through continuous experimentation and modification.
It can not only record a large amount of knowledge in a very small volume.
It can also lurk in a host's body without infecting it, using the host's eyes and ears to collect information, and then transmit it back continuously.
With just one drop, you can store more than 10 million books and countless expertise.
Well, pretty cool gadget isn't it?
Most importantly, it can coexist with several other oils.
Now, I will give you this blue oil as a gift.
I hope you can use it to gather more knowledge to satisfy my curiosity and desire for exploration.”
After saying that, the God of Knowledge directly handed over the container along with the shiny oil.
"Super storage medium? You really helped me a lot.
I have been worrying recently about how to put certain specific knowledge and technology into the oil, and then use it to quietly change the future development direction of a certain world.
But now that I have it, I can pick and choose the technology to put in there and achieve that goal through osmosis.”
Zuo Si stared at the translucent oil in the container that was emitting a blue glow with an expression of great surprise.
After all, every drop of the sparkling oil contains all of Phyrexia's knowledge and technology, and it also allows Zuo Si to exercise his ability to learn, adjust and adapt on his own.
If it is not controlled, God knows what kind of things can be fused and created in the hands of those imaginative scientists on Earth.
Therefore, restrictions must be imposed, especially eliminating the magic-related parts and retaining only scientific content such as energy, machinery, materials, biomedicine, etc.
In this way, the other Earth will become what Zuo Si expected.
Moreover, with the advent of the Age of the Starry Sea, the human race will begin to attempt to colonize and expand in the solar system and even further, and the population will increase exponentially.
Perhaps in a few decades or even hundreds of years, the total population will exceed hundreds of billions or even trillions.
The number of natural deaths alone each year reaches a terrifying level.
If their souls were squeezed into energy, it would probably be equivalent to draining all the mana and energy of one or two time and space combined.
This is why Zuo Si has always regarded the magical earth as his own back garden.
Its development potential is really too terrifying.
Its huge population base determines that whether it is used to squeeze soul energy or to develop faith and create gods, it can bring unimaginable benefits in a short period of time.
What's more, it can continuously introduce the most cutting-edge talents from all walks of life.
The current prosperity and strength of the floating city of Plantia is basically supported by them.
"You're welcome, as long as you like it.
Also, this is the Doomsday Mantra record you've always wanted.
It was with the help of it that Ocus accomplished many feats that seemed almost impossible to outsiders.
However, there are also rumors that every time the Doomsday Mantra is used, an extremely terrible price must be paid.
When this cost accumulates to the limit, the user will suffer severe backlash and eventually collapse and die."
Oghma took out a piece of extremely ancient animal skin from his wide sleeves, on which were written tiny words in black and red blood.
If you think this is just a primitive scroll that serves as a carrier of text, you are wrong.
Because of the effect of magical vision, one can clearly see the dazzling necromancy arcane aura emanating from the animal skin.
That's right, this thing is actually a magic item and also a cursed item.
No matter who it is, as long as they touch it, a large amount of vitality will be drained away instantly.
Ordinary people have no chance of survival at all. They will be killed and transformed into undead creatures in minutes.
Even if one survives the first hurdle of having their vitality extracted, reading the above text will have a severe impact on their mind. At the very least, one will become insane and mentally ill, or at worst, one will fall into madness and bloodthirsty, and eventually be transformed into a true demon bit by bit.
But to Oghma, this insignificant evil and filthy force is obviously nothing.
In fact, in the Temple of Knowledge, there are things like this that are extremely dangerous to mortals everywhere.
Zuo Si was almost bitten by two books about ferocious beasts from the Garden of Beasts.
Because these books are alive.
When it is still, it looks no different from an ordinary book, except that the cover is covered with fur of lions, tigers, leopards, and wolves.
But the moment it is opened, the entire book will transform into a corresponding beast and pounce on it to attack.
If defeated, the reader will be eaten alive by the beast.
Only by defeating them can you gain the right to read the contents inside.
In addition, there are many books that record the true names of a large number of demons, devils, celestial beings, yugoloths and other alien creatures.
Never think that the God of Knowledge is a good guy.
In his kingdom, there were quite a few unfortunate people who were bound and enslaved because their real names were revealed.
Asmodeus, the lord of hell, once expressed his dissatisfaction with the wanton capture of demons by Oghma and his worshippers, but there was no better solution.
Zuo Si carefully took the animal skin and read the messy words written in blood from beginning to end. Then he asked in an uncertain tone: "Is Ocus's previous death related to his frequent use of the Mantra of Doom?"
"Yes. Because in the process of death and resurrection, this guy not only lost his divine spark and power, but also forgot most of the mantra of doomsday. Now he is no longer as powerful and intimidating as before his death." Oghma answered without hesitation.
Because this is no secret to the many gods who witnessed the rise, fall, and resurrection of Orcus.
During the time when he used the Word of Doom to kill anyone he sprayed, he was just like the spider goddess Rose. He was not only the demon lord, one of the three giants of the abyss, but also a chaotic evil god.
According to the description on the hide, the reason why Orcus can unleash the full power of the Word of Doom is that he is a true god.
After he was resurrected from the dead, he lost his identity as a true god, and the power of the Doomsday Mantra suddenly decreased greatly. It was completely different from his heyday and there was no comparison at all.
After realizing this, Zuo Si's desire to obtain the mantra of doomsday suddenly became less intense than before, and he casually returned the animal skin to the God of Knowledge.
"Thank you for your help. I think I've got what I wanted. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
"Go and do your thing. I will need to spend some time organizing the knowledge and information you brought back this time, and then compile a complete book of the abyss."
After saying that, Oghma took the animal skin and turned away without looking back.
A few seconds later, Zuo Si activated the power of the Planeswalker Spark and disappeared on the spot.
He needed to test the blue oil immediately and then combine it with other types of oil to create a new model that was more suitable for developing technology.
And the spell to control the sparkling oil has been developed halfway.
I estimate it should be done in about a week at most.
…
At the same time, far away in one of the subsidiary planes of the ninth layer of Baator Hell.
Ob Nixilis, the demon dragon and red judge, which has been completely melted by the sparkling oil and is now covered with a heavy steel shell, is staring intently at the tens of thousands of dragon eggs placed in the incubation pool.
They are all transformed from the most evil, cruel and thoroughly depraved souls.
Because the whole process is too horrific and cruel, the success rate is less than 20%.
In other words, ten thousand dragon eggs require fifty thousand extremely evil souls that are of high value in hell.
In order to keep it secret, Ob Nixilis also used his lordship to seal off the entire subsidiary level, preventing any demons or other visitors from approaching.
Now, he is anxiously waiting for the dragon eggs to hatch.
Whether or not we can create a powerful dragon army depends on this one move.
Thinking of this, the behemoth finally took a deep breath, opened its mouth and violently spewed out a large amount of hellfire that enveloped all the dragon eggs.
Due to the terrifying high temperature and the blessing of the lawful evil power from the plane, the surfaces of those that absorbed the most heat quickly began to show signs of crystallization.
After a while, spider-web-like cracks appeared on the surface of these crystal clear eggs that emitted high temperature heat waves, and a series of intensive crackling sounds were heard.
After about a few minutes, the first dragon egg broke open with a snap, and a baby dragon as big as a motorcycle came out of it.
He has the standard limbs, wings, claws and tail of a dragon, and can flap his wings and fly as soon as he is born.
The barbed spikes on its tail and the black markings on its horns attest to its demonic ancestry.
As for the scales covering the body surface, they will change depending on the angle of light.
"Use your breath weapon on me!"
Ob Nixilis grabbed the whelp and barked orders in a tone that brooked no denial.
After spitting several times in a row, the dragonette immediately became wilted due to excessive energy consumption and lay there motionless.
"It's just random spitting?!"
Ob Nixilis' eyes widened as he instantly understood the characteristics of this batch of dragon eggs. The corners of his mouth rose slightly uncontrollably, with the word "surprise" written all over his face.
Needless to say, this was not the first batch of dragons he had bred, but the one hundred and twenty-fifth batch.
The earliest batch has now grown to about seven meters and can fly freely in the sky.
Whether it is intelligence or other aspects of development, there is no difference between them and real dragons, and they are even better.
But the problem is that these new dragon species created through the blood of Tiamat and other means have an advantage that the original dragons did not have, and that is their terrifying growth rate.
If a red dragon needs at least a hundred years to reach adulthood, the former only needs one or two years to two or three years.
And because of the devil's bloodline, there is no need to worry about the lifespan becoming relatively short like those hybrid dragons before. As long as they are not killed, they can continue to live and accumulate strength.
As the first dragon egg successfully hatched, the rest of the dragon eggs began to break open one after another, and baby dragons crawled out one after another.
Because they were transformed from mortal souls, they inherited the devil's lawful evil nature and absolute obedience to their superiors. They neither made noise nor made a fuss, but lay there waiting for Ob Nixilis's orders.
"Baptiste!"
Ob Nixilis shouted toward the sky above the Hatching Pool.
The next second...
A giant dragon covered with azure scales descended from the sky and prostrated itself before its creator: "Master, what can I do for you?"
"I am going to give you and your brothers a task, which is to manage these young dragons and teach them to develop their potential in all aspects."
Ob Nixilis unceremoniously dumped the most troublesome tasks on this more capable subordinate.
After all, he still has to continue to create, improve and breed more powerful dragon species, so he has no time to waste on such trivial matters.
Especially the first few batches of dragons have grown big enough to be able to do some work.
If it weren't for Zuo Si's permission, Ob Nixilis would have sent them to the bloody battlefield without hesitation to test whether their combat effectiveness was up to standard.
"clear!"
The blue dragon named Baptiste had a glimmer of joy in his eyes. He immediately called his brothers and quickly left with the newly hatched dragons.
According to the default rules of this subsidiary plane, whoever is responsible for raising the dragonlings will be the one to whom these dragonlings will obey when they grow up and form legions.
So this is equivalent to being promoted, how could he not be happy.
Just as these dragons left and disappeared into the sky, the succubus queen Mecanthus slowly walked out from the darkness and shadows and asked directly: "How many of these dragons have you hatched now? How many can be deployed on the battlefield as combat power?"
"Hmm - probably more than one million. Excluding the last twenty or thirty batches of hatched ones, the rest can be deployed as air units on the battlefield. What? Did our legion lose in the bloody battle?"
Ob Nixilis turned and stared at the Succubus Queen.
You know, the news he received not long ago was that the devil was winning victory after victory on the front line, and almost drove the demons out of Graz'zt's original triple realm.
"No, of course not. I just want to have a clear understanding of the war mobilization capabilities at the entire level.
Because Zariel is a fanatical warmongerer.
Once she started going crazy, no one except her father could stop her.
We must prepare sufficient troops so that we can form several more corps for rescue in critical situations."
Mecanthust expressed his concerns directly without any concealment.
In fact, on the front line of the bloody battle, Zariel could be said to be the most dazzling star on the entire battlefield, and he had suppressed the tactically conservative first-level lord Bayer to the point where he could not raise his head.
The latter almost had his command taken away from him.
Those crazy and bold tactics would make anyone who knew anything about war feel terrified.
If anything goes wrong in the middle link, it will definitely be a disastrous defeat.
"Zariel..."
Hearing this name, the corners of Ob Nixilis' mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Because he had seen her before and understood how dark and bloodthirsty the heart of this female Khorne angel was.
What's more, the other party directly snatched away the largest dragon currently available as a mount.
"Haha, it seems you have already experienced Zariel's madness and willfulness."
Mecanthus pursed his lips and revealed a playful smile.
As the chief steward of internal affairs appointed by Zuo Si, she was actually the real ruler of the ninth level most of the time.
As for Zariel, he was the commander of the army and was responsible for foreign wars such as the Bloody War.
Although the two of them each have their own responsibilities, their relationship is far from pleasant.
Especially after the bloody battle started again, Zariel made requests almost every day, wanting to transfer more legions to expand the results of the battle.
But Mecanthust stuck to the red line and was unwilling to provide troops and supplies beyond the scale.
She knew very well that with Zariel's character, once he had more legions, they would become full of offensive desire.
This runs counter to Zuo Si's strategy of maintaining the existing front line and slowly digesting the occupied areas.
Ob Nixilis sighed helplessly: "Alas - who said it wasn't true? Our Angels of Khorne are too enthusiastic about war and fighting. If it really comes to the last resort, my dragon army is ready to join the battle at any time."
"It's good to have you say that."
Mecanthut nodded with satisfaction, obviously pleased that Ob Nixilis was willing to stand on his side to check and balance Zariel.
After all, there are only three demon judges on the ninth level right now.
When two of them reach a consensus, the isolated one will naturally be unable to move.
In the next few minutes, the two discussed how to pin down Zariel and fight a war of attrition with the demon, instead of attacking and advancing frantically, causing loopholes in the originally solid defense line.
However, they did not know that the Angel of Khorne had won the support of the Eight Demon Generals with his powerful strength and record, and had also snatched the command of several devil legions from Bayer. Now it can be said that he was strong in both men and horses.
On the battlefield where the energy had been drained by the Ordrachi, leaving only a barren white land, thousands of demons and devils were fighting in various dimensions on the ground and in the sky.
Countless magic spells, giant catapults, heavy artillery, ballistae, construct creatures, and undead armies are so dense that they look like ants when viewed from above.
Zariel led the way, spreading his wings like a holy angel, and charging forward in the most brutal and bloodthirsty manner.
Without the divine-like demon lord taking the initiative to intervene, even the Balor and the new demons that absorbed the characteristics of the Eldrazi could not survive a single round in front of her.
Basically, they were either killed instantly by sharp swords, or dismembered alive by electric saws that made terrifying noises.
The scene was extremely bloody.
Coupled with the twisted smile on Zariel's face, even the devil would find it unbearable.
Wherever she attacked, the demons in that area would flee in droves.
Several newly promoted secondary lords united together and wanted to launch a surprise attack to kill this arrogant big devil.
But just as they and their men surrounded the Angels of Khorne, the latter released the owners of the heads embedded in the power mechas.
In a flash!
The souls of many powerful men killed by Zariel emerged from their skulls, forming a form between the virtual and the real, and quickly launched a counterattack.
Since many of these souls were once Abyss Lords or Sub-Lords, or at least Balrogs, the situation took a 180-degree turn in an instant.
Several secondary lords who had originally united suddenly found that they were the ones who were surrounded, and without saying a word they abandoned their troops and fled.
Unfortunately, before they could activate the teleportation, Zariel personally led his men to catch up and cut off the heads of several lords in no time.
Under her leadership, the defense line that the demons had worked so hard to build was quickly torn open.
The subsequent devil army quickly followed up to enlarge the gap, then turned around to surround the enemy's flank and annihilate it.
In about an hour or two, the demons lost more than a million soldiers.
If it were in the past, this little loss would have been nothing.
A lord at any level can easily raise an army of demons numbering tens to hundreds of millions.
But the problem is that during Zuo Si's last battle with the Eldrazi Titan, he inflicted unimaginable damage to the demon army, so much so that it has not recovered until now.
Coupled with the consumption caused by the fierce fighting and the time required to withdraw troops from the rear, it is now impossible to form an overwhelming advantage in terms of magnitude on the front line.
It is well known that if a demon wants to defeat a devil, he must outnumber the latter by at least fifteen to twenty times.
Otherwise, they would basically be pinned to the ground and rubbed repeatedly by the devil's strong discipline and dazzling tactical coordination.
So when millions of flanks were surrounded and annihilated, the demons unsurprisingly began to collapse across the board, simply abandoning the triple realm that had no value anymore and retreating to the next level.
At this moment, the Dark Lord Graz'zt looked at his hometown which had turned into ruins, his eyes gleaming with anger and malice, staring at the Angel of Khorne Zariel standing in mid-air.
The perceptive Zariel had obviously noticed him, and he shook off the weapon in his hand that was covered in blood, brains, and internal organs, grinned and asked, "Are you going to run away with your tail between your legs?"
"Run away? No, I just gave up this worthless territory." Grazzt replied stubbornly.
"Hahahaha! Give up?
You really are as good at lying and quibbling as the rumors say.
But if you run away like this, aren't you worried that other demon lords will take the opportunity to stab you in the back?
I heard that Waukeen, the goddess of wealth, has made secret deals with several of your enemies."
Zariel meaningfully stimulated the most fragile and sensitive nerve of Lord Dark.
Although she is a typical "war maniac", it doesn't mean she is brainless.
Quite the opposite!
Zariel is an extremely intelligent tactical genius who understands how to break the enemy's morale and achieve the greatest results at the lowest cost.
As long as she could stir up distrust among the demons, she would have the opportunity to push the battle line forward one or two levels.
"Damn it! It's that bitch Waukeen again! I swear I will make her pay for this after we get through this crisis!"
Grazzt couldn't help but curse.
Only then did he realize how serious the consequences of offending a vengeful goddess would be.
But unfortunately it's too late.
The relationship between him and Woking has reached the point of no return.
Just when Zariel was about to make a few sarcastic remarks in the hope of provoking the other party to fight him, a commotion suddenly came from behind the retreating demon army.
Following closely, a large and well-equipped army composed entirely of mid- and high-level demons came rushing over from afar.
They didn't care at all whether they were killing their own people or demons. They just killed whatever they encountered without any intention of holding back.
The banner raised by the other side was none other than the two-headed baboon Demogorgon.
Since the Eldrazi Titan was sealed, this demon prince has quickly returned to his lair to gather strength.
Now he has finally returned with his army.
Moreover, judging from the direction they were moving in, they had clearly blocked the Six Finger Legion's retreat route.
For a moment, the second of the three giants of the abyss was trying to withstand the stranglehold of the devil army, and started fighting first among his own people.
"Demogorgon!!!!!!"
Seeing that his legion had suffered heavy casualties and might be wiped out, Graz'zt flew into a rage and roared at the two-headed baboon: "Damn Demogorgon! What on earth do you want?"
"What? Of course I'm using this opportunity to get rid of you. After all, the strengthening of the Abyss's will has disappeared, so I don't have to worry about being punished no matter what I do."
One of Demogorgon's heads made no secret of his hostility.
After all, the three giants have been in a state of war for many years, and they have long been planning to eliminate each other, so that they can monopolize power and make all lords submit to them.
Most importantly, the triple realm was sucked into a blank space, leaving Graz'zt without a home base.
He is now more vulnerable and easier to kill than ever before.
"Okay! Very good! Come on, then! I want to see whether you can kill me or not." Grazzt shouted with gritted teeth.
Just like that, the legions under the two demon lords began to rush together and kill each other.
Seeing that his own side had once again started an internal conflict, the clever demon immediately turned around and ran, fearing that if he ran too slowly he would die.
However, just when the demons were completely defeated, another force rushed out from the side and pierced through the flank of Grazzt's army where there was not much protection.
The one who commanded this army was none other than the last of the three giants, the Lord of the Undead - Orcus.
Obviously, he had no good feelings towards Graz'zt, a guy who had nothing to do but scheme all day, so he decisively joined the siege.
As to whether this was done with the help of the goddess of wealth, Woking, it is unknown.
With the simultaneous appearance of the three giants of the abyss, anyone who is not a fool should realize that something big is about to happen.
After all, Graz'zt, Orcus, and Demogorgon represent the three most powerful forces in the Abyss.
When one of them was eliminated by the other two, the original delicate balance was broken.
The remaining two will most likely invite all in to start a war and eliminate the last enemy.
In this way, he could become the most powerful demon lord in the true sense, and even imitate all the power of the abyss after Chaos, and set off a grand war that would sweep across the universe.
"Lord Zariel, do you think we should continue to expand our victory in this situation?"
A member of the Eight Demon Generals asked cautiously.
Zariel immediately shook his head: "Give the order to stop the attack. Create a better external environment for them and let them slowly consume each other. Anyway, no matter who wins in the end, the number of demons will decrease sharply."
"clear!"
As the best among the demons in the deep hell, the Eight Demon Generals were extremely smart and immediately understood what the Duke of Hell wanted to express.
Soon, accompanied by a piercing sound, the devils evacuated the battlefield as quickly as possible, ending today's bloody battle ahead of schedule.
But the devil's side has calmed down, while the demon's side remains the same.
For some reason, Orcus and Demogorgon did not attack each other. Instead, they concentrated their strength and joined forces to strangle Grazzt.
Under this extremely fierce attack, Lord Wu'an's demon army soon couldn't hold on.
After all, two against one is always an advantage.
What's more, Grazzt is the weakest among the three giants in terms of individual strength.
He didn't dare to rush up and fight Orcus or Demogorgon directly.
Otherwise it would be no different from committing suicide.
They could only rely on tactics and deception to minimize losses and barely maintain the front line.
Otherwise, once they were defeated head-on, given the demons' chaotic nature, they might just collapse and flee.
(End of this chapter)
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